The next day was Saturday, the weather was very good and the sea breeze was refreshing and pleasant.

However, for Class 3, this is not a good day and there is no time to see the scenery.

Because today the Eighth Company organized a five-kilometer survey and assessment.

The recruits were not long after they were sent to the company. Although they had already passed the exam in the recruit battalion, they were assigned to the grassroots squad. The chief officer still had to organize overall training to see how well the recruits and veterans of the new company were running in.

For other classes, it may be an ordinary assessment.

But for Class 3, this is a torture.

The training was already at the bottom, but this time, Han Xiaobei and Zeng Jian were added, so the whole class could not run.

Zhuang Yan had already captured the two of them, and asked Zhao Fugui's other veterans to take special care of Han Xiaobei and Zeng Jian.

Because they knew that the two of them had certainly poor grades, they received the assessment notice last night, and Zhuang Yan had already brought the people from Class 3 together to hold a class meeting and allocated the targets and personnel for key assistance.

I know it's bad, but I don't know it's bad.

After running two kilometers, the other shifts disappeared in front of the road.

Even the cooking class carrying cookware was gone.

But Ship 3 was still stumbled on the coastal highway.

In addition to a few veterans in the second year, the third squad also accepted a recruit Liang Hao before Han Xiaobei and the Chinese squad arrived.

Liang Hao has never seen his solemn training level, but this time he has seen it.

Those who can be assigned to the third squad will certainly not be a good soldier. They are probably the ones who are at the bottom of the entire company.

However, compared to Han Xiaobeilai, Liang Hao is really an excellent soldier.

Under the push and pull of Zhao Fugui and Fang Dabao, Han Xiaobei ran as if he was drunk. Not to mention the slow speed, he was like he was drunk, shaking, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of water. His face was terrifyingly blue, and his breathing sounded like he was about to die at any time.

"Squad leader..."

Finally, Han Xiaobei screamed and sat on the ground, stop running.

"Can't run anymore...can't run anymore..."

When Zhuangyan looked at the time, it had been thirteen minutes. It had only been more than two kilometers. It would take thirty minutes to run the entire journey?

Not to mention this, even local young people can’t compare!

"stand up!"

Go up solemnly and reach out to pull up Han Xiaobei on the ground.

But after he pulled it up, Han Xiaobei softened to the ground like a soft candy man.

"No...I won't run away...I will die..."

Han Xiaobei screamed like a pig, which surprised Zhuang Yan.

What is this guy trained through the recruit company?

He suddenly discovered that the reason why Deputy Political Commissar Xiong Guohan sent Han Xiaobei to the Eighth Company was not simply because Han Xiaobei was able to sneak out to play games at the regiment headquarters, but because this guy was simply a complete parallel.

The spy was not only determined to kick Han Xiaobei away from the game because he was delayed by delaying the name. After all, he was the nephew of the deputy political commissar. If he could save him, everyone would do his best.

Han Xiaobei is the kind of person who is almost helpless.

For a moment, Zhuangyan suspected that he had taken a look.

Will this guy really care about his face?

Speaking of sailors, Zhuang Yan has never seen a parachuting soldier, but this is the first time he has seen such a watery one!

That year, I ran five kilometers for the first time in the army, and maybe they were better than Han Xiaobei!

"Hold him up!" Zhuang Yanhuo rushed up, "Trag and run!"

Zhao Fugui said with a bitter face: "Squad leader, it's not that we are unwilling to drag, but we can't drag a guy we don't want to run!"

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment. He mistakenly thought this was a teaching team.

If you can't do it in the teaching team, everyone else will run fast with you.

Even in other classes in the Eighth Company, you may be able to find a few veterans who are slightly better trained to do this.

But here is Class 3.

Zhao Fugui and other veterans, who were running by themselves, probably could still take care of themselves and keep up with the 8th Company's large team, but they asked them to help others and continue running for five kilometers with a recruit egg who was not willing to run. I was really overthinking...

Fang Dabao stood aside, bent down and panted, looking at Han Xiaobei who was sobbing and howling on the ground, a raging rage began to gradually ignite in his pupils.

He seemed to see himself in Han Xiaobei who was ridiculed yesterday.

He suddenly felt that it was so hated and despised by a soldier when he was playing tricks on him.

Han Xiaobei looked like a mirror, reflecting Fang Dabao himself.

Today’s humiliation comes from the lazy past.

Destiny is fair, and so is it for being a soldier.

I'll be lazy for one minute today, but I'll take ten minutes to make up for it tomorrow.

I am shameless today, and I am embarrassed tomorrow.

Fang Dabao suddenly hated himself. In addition, he was a little stimulating yesterday, so he had a sense of evil fire in his heart that he had nowhere to vent. Now, seeing Han Xiaobei's appearance like a bear, the small volcano in his heart erupted.

He rushed up, grabbed Han Xiaobei's collar with both hands, and almost lifted him up from the ground.

"Get up! You bastard! You bastard! What the hell are you pretending to be a bear! Look at yourself, do you look like a soldier? You are just a piece of shit, a piece of smelly shit! Do you want shame? Do you want shame!?"

While saying that, he waved his fist and smashed Han Xiaobei's head.

While smashing and scolding.

All the humiliation was pinched into two fists.

Fang Dabao's outbreak shocked the rest of the three squads.

After two or three seconds of stunned rushing forward, he pulled Fang Dabao away from Han Xiaobei.

Han Xiaobei hugged his head and screamed, and got behind Zhuang Yan.

"Squad leader, he hits people!"

Solemnly pushed Fang Dabao away, turned around and said viciously to Han Xiaobei: "Run!"

Han Xiaobei was so scared that he took three steps back.

Zhuang Yan said angrily: "If you don't run away, I will beat you up!"

Han Xiaobei really dared not speak out this time.

These veterans all looked angry, and they all looked like they had taken full-time guns and medicine. They didn't run away. If they were not good, they could be beaten and thrown to the sea on the side of the road to feed fish.

The team of Class 3 ran slowly along the highway by the sea again.

Soon, the most embarrassing scene appeared.

An old man, accompanied by a thirty-year-old young man, ran over to Class 3.

N Town is a coastal town with remote location and pleasant scenery. Over the years, it has gradually become a leisure place for office workers in the city to hike.

Occasionally, it becomes relatively lively here on weekends.

Visitors who come from the city to check in to the nearby B&B and then go to the beach to watch the sunrise in the morning.

The old man was wearing a pair of black cotton sweatpants and a white vest. The most surprising thing was that he actually wore a pair of liberation shoes!

Seeing the soldiers from the third squad, the old man turned his face and looked at him a few more times.

The young man in his thirties next to him smiled and said, "Come on, little comrades!"
Chapter completed!