The political commissar of the regiment, Xiao Xuehai, stood on the rostrum and saw the amazing scene of the Eighth Company.

He smiled and said to the regiment commander Wei Xuefeng next to him: "That seems to be the Eighth Company! It seems that today I must come prepared. Look, I have already tied up sand leggings."

Wei Xuefeng also recognized that it was from the Eighth Company, so he turned to find Xiong Guohan, the deputy political commissar who was on the side.

"Old Xiong! Your nephew is the eighth company, right?"

Xiong Guohan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I sent it to the Eighth Company."

Political Commissar Xiao Xuehai joked: "I said the leader of the group, and my deputy political commissar, aren't you violating discipline? One sent his nephew over and the other sent the leader's driver over. The Eighth Company is a universal pocket, can you hold anything?"

Xiong Guohan's face turned slightly red and he didn't say anything.

Wei Xuefeng was careless and said loudly: "Political Commissar, you don't understand it now. The Eighth Company is not a universal pocket, but a good place to train troops. Think about it, in those martial arts novels, experts must go into seclusion if they want to practice peerless martial arts. Only by finding a pure and uninhabited place can we focus on our minds. What other conditions do our regiment have besides the Eighth Company?"

The implication is that the Eighth Company station is remote and the soldiers are sent there, and you can't be distracted, so you can only focus on training.

Xiao Xuehai laughed and said, "Old Wei, are you just trying to make a fuss! Okay, you said the Eighth Company is a paradise, so I'll see what the two soldiers you sent have been trained there."

Wei Xuefeng touched his chin, stared at the soldiers of the Eighth Company and walked into the parade and said, "I think the Eighth Company is good this time. It looks so powerful and murderous. I like it!"

After saying that, he walked towards the parade.

Deputy Political Commissar Xiong Guohan couldn't help it anymore and followed.

"Zhang Jianxing!" Squatting beside the parade, Wei Xuefeng asked loudly: "Do you even have the confidence to win the first place in the entire regiment?"

"Hello, leader!" Zhang Jianxing saw the leader and hurriedly gave a gift.

Wei Xuefeng waved his hand: "It's going to be an assessment, there is not so much red tape. How about it? How are you in the state?"

Zhang Jianxing shouted: "I think it's very good."

"Is it just good?" Wei Xuefeng asked.

Zhang Jianxing said: "Captain, you know me and never brag. When I finish running, you will know."

"Hahahaha!" Wei Xuefeng laughed and said, "Okay, I just like honest people like you! Come on, I'll cheer you up!"

Zhang Jianxing turned around and shouted to all the officers and soldiers of the company: "The regiment commander said, he wants to cheer us up!"

Wei Xuefeng stood up, fisted for a while, and shouted at the Eighth Company on the parade: "Comrades from the Eighth Company, show me your strongest strength!"

"Please rest assured, the leader!" someone shouted in the team.

Then the whole company shouted.

"Please rest assured, the leader!"

Xiong Guohan's eyes never left Han Xiaobei in the team from beginning to end.

I have to say, he was a little surprised.

Han Xiaobei, who was sent to the Eighth Company for more than two months, felt a sense of transformation. His skin became dark and he became strong. Standing there, his head was not even hooked.

"Xiaobei!"

He shouted.

Han Xiaobei raised his head, looked at Xiong Guohan, and said, "Hello, Deputy Political Commissar."

Xiong Guohan couldn't tell anything, but just instructed: "Run well."

"I will." Han Xiaobei said: "I won't embarrass my squad leader."

Xiong Guohan was very surprised. He did not expect that Han Xiaobei seemed to be confident in favor of the enemy and the disgrace. Although he spoke plainly and without any bold words, the confidence that oozed out of his bones could be clearly felt by him, a veteran of the lieutenant colonel.

The whistle sounded, and the officers and soldiers of the Eighth Company rushed towards the regiment gate.

Xiong Guohan stood by the parade platform and finally came to his senses after a while.

"It seems like there is a chance!"

He suddenly felt that sending his nephew to the eighth series was probably the most correct awakening.

He was almost mentally prepared to send Han Xiaobei to the Eighth Company. The Eighth Company would ask for a withdrawal, or Han Xiaobei would call the regiment headquarters and ask for it back.

But these two things have not appeared yet.

He even deliberately refused to go to the Eighth Company to prevent Han Xiaobei from seeing him, and to prevent his once unsuccessful nephew from having any chance to pester him.

I only realized today that my thoughts seemed a little redundant.

He remembered the solemn name of the squad leader.

I heard that the teaching team originally stayed in the team and returned last year's pre-order team leader because of the adaptation. It seems that the people chosen by the teaching team have a really good vision.

He touched his pocket.

There is a cell phone inside.

Do you want your sister and brother-in-law to call them and ask them to come here?

They will definitely be very happy to see Han Xiaobei’s current appearance, right?

Outside the gate of the regiment headquarters.

The eighth company, which was injected with chicken blood, ran less than a kilometer and had already caught up with the seventh company that had been released before.

The soldiers of the 7th Company watched in horror as the soldiers of the 8th Company surpassed them one by one, and then the entire company actually crossed the 7th Company!

The good players from the seventh consecutive five kilometers were so angry that they were going crazy, but there was nothing they could do.

What is calculated is the overall score. It is useless to run faster by themselves. They have to pull the people behind them together.

The seventh company commander waved his hand and shouted: "Damn it, the eighth company has surpassed us! You guys work harder!"

The seventh company began to make rapid adjustments, increasing its help to those backward elements.

However, the overall level is there. No matter how hard the 7th Company tried, the 8th Company still blew away like a gust of wind.

"Fuck! These lunatics!" The seventh company commander ran and cursed himself secretly.

He thought he wanted to check whether the people from the Eighth Company had taken stimulants?

Otherwise, how could the entire company surpass its own company?

This trip was the most exciting trip to the 5-kilometer race.

After returning from the teaching team, he has never tried to be so comfortable today.

He saw his class, the third class, who was once nicknamed "garbage recycling class" and "demonic class", was not at all inferior to the entire company.

Some of them are the bean sprouts, the Han Xiaobei who is called Han Douya. Not only did he run without a problem at this time, he also helped someone from another class carry a gun!

I'll do it!

Is this a dream?!

"Han Xiaobei! Don't show off!" He couldn't help but remind Han Xiaobei.

After the soldier tied the sandbag, it was easy to create an illusion when he just took it off. Many soldiers had a feeling of flying.

But this feeling can easily lead to physical strength misallocation and subsequent weakness.

"It's okay, squad leader!" Han Douya shouted stubbornly: "I promise the military flag! I'm fine!"

He almost shouted these few words.

Like a beast that has been suppressed for a long time and has been tied up for several months.

When he unveils the shackles, he will show his might!

He wants to tell the entire company...

No, he wants to tell the whole group!

I, Han Xiaobei!

Not a coward!

From now on!

Never!!

Yan Qiguan said
Chapter completed!