After crossing the river, everyone's spirits collapsed.

No one can run three kilometers in three minutes and return to the teaching brigade as required by Luo Xiaoming.

This means that it is a foregone conclusion that everyone continues to be punished.

"I won't run away! I'm late when I go back! I'll die early and die late, so I'll die for a while!"

One of the privates took off their hat and said in a crying tone, "It's over, it's over, it's dead."

Wang Datong looked tragic and said, "If you die, die, what are you afraid of!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed to a small shop on the side of the road and said, "I'm so thirsty, go and drink some soda before running. Anyway, it's overtime, so I feel comfortable first!"

Then he shamelessly turned around and asked everyone: "Have you brought money? Get together, each of them has a bottle of soda."

The God-like brain circuit and the God-like emotional twist make Zhuang Yan laugh or scold him.

Wang Datong’s clear thinking pattern will never make you guess what he is thinking next.

But there is one thing that Wang Datong is right.

Now no matter how hard these 12 people work, they will have to time out when they return to the teaching team. This is a fact that cannot be changed.

"I have two pieces here..." A private cadet took out two pieces of one dollar in his pocket that had been soaked in sweat.

"A bottle of Coke is one yuan, all of them are gathered together." Wang Dazui is definitely a good player in doing this money-related matter, "Do you, do you still have it..."

He is the only veteran in the team, and of course, he is also the unlucky veteran today.

But the new recruits still like to listen to veterans.

So everyone took out their pockets.

Wang Datong finally got enough money for 12 yuan, took everyone to trot into the convenience store, threw down twelve one-yuan "big bills" with a strong smell of sweat, and when the boss covered his nose and counted money, he took a group of recruits to drink while walking out of the store.

The cold drinks brought a brief enjoyment to these tired soldiers. Everyone stood their guns by the roadside and sat by the grass to drink cold soda.

"It feels so comfortable! This is the best coke I have ever drunk in my life." Wang Datong closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "Grandma, it would be great if I could drink one or two bottles of iced coke like this every day."

All the privates were still intoxicated at first, but at last Zhuangyan suddenly said: "Now I feel comfortable, I feel uncomfortable when I go back. Lao Qi is not a vegetarian. If we don't get beaten to death, God will be pleased with him."

After hearing what he said, everyone fell from the intoxicated clouds to the ground of reality, and they were all mute.

"Car! There is a car!"

Suddenly, someone screamed.

Everyone followed the screaming student's finger direction.

Sure enough, a blue domestic four-wheeled agricultural simple truck appeared in sight.

This is the cement road to Bailongguan. There are many local fruit farmers around the camp of the 1st Division. They transport fertilizers or carry fruits, using these cheap but durable and extremely comfortable agricultural vehicles.

Zhuang Yan quickly asked Yan Sheng: "How much time is left!?"

He took a serious look at the electronic watch: "Two minutes!"

Zhuang Yan stood up and pressed the gun and chased the agricultural vehicle.

"My fellow villager! Meet! Stop! Take one part, take one part!"

Although everyone didn't understand the solemn intention at once, the herd effect still played a role and they all followed.

Wang Dazui caught up with Zhuang Yan and said, "You kid want to take a bus back?"

Zhuang Yan ignored him and continued to shout: "Membersman! Membersman! Stop!"

There was a man in his forty years sitting in the farm truck's bucket. When he saw a group of soldiers holding a Type 81-1 automatic rifle, carrying a bullet belt and wearing a camouflage uniform, he was really shocked at first.

After hearing the solemn words clearly, the fellow villager actually knocked on the cab with his hand and said something to the driver inside.

The car stopped crunched.

Zhuangyan ran to the back of the carriage board, looked up at the middle-aged fruit farmer with his head raised: "My fellow villager, can you spend a few of us? Where are you going? Have you passed by the cannon camp?"

Because it was too urgent, he asked a question like a solemn and continuous cannon.

Time is too tight, only two minutes.

"I'm going to Huaguangtai." said the fruit farmer.

Huaguang Platform?

This is another attraction in the direction of Bailong Temple.

Zhuang Yan was immediately overjoyed, which meant that he passed by the cannon camp.

Now, just take a bus back to the cannon camp and get off the bus and run back to the teaching team from the intersection outside the cannon camp area.

Maybe two minutes aren't enough, but at least it won't be much different.

The solemn and even a little whimsical. Maybe the fucking serious electronic watch is not accurate!

It only takes half a minute to get away, maybe everyone can still save it.

"Boss, can you drive the fastest? Let's hurry!" After getting on the car, he solemnly urged the fellow fruit farmers, "Just treat it as helping."

The middle-aged fruit farmer smiled and knocked on the cab, shouting: "These soldiers are in a hurry, drive them quickly!"

Although agricultural vehicles are not traffic jams, they will run very quickly once they run.

The driver kicked the accelerator to the bottom, and a large ball of black smoke blew out from the exhaust pipe. The car seemed to be about to fall apart, and rushed forward.

"You are from the teaching team, aren't you?" the middle-aged fruit farmer looked at Zhuang Yan and others, and asked in a secret secret.

Zhuang Yan was very surprised. At first glance, the middle-aged fruit farmer could tell that these people were from the teaching team?

"My fellow villager, you are so amazing!" Zhuang Yan said: "How did you know?"

The middle-aged fruit farmer coughed and said disapprovingly: "I have lived here for decades. I started contracting orchards on Huaguangtai more than ten years ago. There are not ten thousand or thousands of students in the teaching brigade in recent years. You are so easy to recognize. There is a saying nearby that the soldiers in the teaching brigade of the 1st Division are the most worn out and the darkest; the soldiers in the reconnaissance company have the most wounds on their faces, so it is easy to recognize you!"

After a change of topic, he said, "You were punished by the squad leader, are you?"

Zhuang Yan was shocked and said in surprise: "My fellow villager, you are so amazing. How do you know that we were punished by the squad leader?!"

The middle-aged fruit farmer laughed: "The soldiers of the teaching team, I don't know how many times I have met each of the five-kilometer cross-country services in the morning and evening, but there is a rule. If you run in a unified manner, at least dozens of people will be together. If there are more than a dozen or a few scattered ones, then you will definitely be punished. This is not easy to see? Speaking of which, it is not easy for you to join the army. I admire you very much. It is harder than planting fruit trees. Unfortunately, I am old, otherwise I will learn from you to join the army for more than 20 years!"

The 12 pre-order squad leaders were stunned by the meticulous analysis of the middle-aged fruit farmers.

Unexpectedly, the people around here have become energetic.

The simple agricultural vehicle really lived up to expectations and soon arrived at the intersection of the cannon camp.

After getting off the car, Zunyan asked Zunyan: "How much time is left?"

"It's too late..."

When I looked at the watch seriously, my heart was cold.
Chapter completed!