"Well, I see," Qin Hao replied lightly.

After the embarrassing scene that happened just now, Qin Hao's original good mood was completely destroyed.

"Brother Hao, are you hot?" Huang Xiaoding said when he saw Qin Hao's face flushed.

"Yes, it's a little hot, it's hot all over," Qin Hao followed Huang Xiaoding's words.

Just as Huang Xiaoding was about to say something, a voice came from the stage.

"128th Regiment, Qin Hao," a neutral voice sounded.

"Here," Qin Hao said angrily, he had always looked like he was going to die, which made people want to beat him up when they saw him.

"He Chenguang, Li Erniu, Wang Yanbing...... these are all hot figures in the Iron Fist Troupe.

He has participated in many military region competitions, as well as live-fire drills, and has made many second-class merits, which can be described as infinitely beautiful.

"It seems that this military region competition is much more lively than before, I don't know who is the king of soldiers this year. ”

Huang Xiaoding, who was next to him, sighed that every military region competition must select the king of soldiers, and the word "king of soldiers" symbolizes honor.

All special forces are eager to flock to the king of soldiers.

"It just happened that the Iron Blood Blade came here to select, do you know who came to select the King of Soldiers today?"

A tall, thin man with a black face next to him, wearing a camouflage uniform, said to Qin Hao.

"Zhuang Yan, the winner of the last Iron Blade. ”

Although his voice was not loud, it clearly penetrated the ears of the people around him.

"Hiss," there was a cold snort around him, no way, who made this Zhuang Yan so famous.

"Zhuang Yan, the seventh iron-blooded blade winner, the all-attribute soldier king, nicknamed the Siberian wolf, serves as an assaulter. ”

Qin Hao had such a string of Chinese characters in his mind, all about Zhuang Yan.

In just seven words, the winner of the iron-blooded blade is enough to show that Zhuang Yan is not an idle person.

"Look, that person is Zhuang Yan, the one next to Captain Xiao," the tall and thin man pointed with a finger.

"The target identity has been determined, Zhuang Yan, explosive power 93, speed 86, body strength 113......"

"At present, the strength of the host cannot match it, keep up the good work. ”

In a short introduction, Qin Hao had a clear understanding of Zhuang Yan.

"The above is the list of our participation in the military region competition this time, and now I announce the official start of the competition. ”

Captain Xiao didn't speak all the time, and it was obvious that the protagonist this time was not him.

"Today is the first day of the race, and the 30-kilometer cross-country race with weights wins. ”

Needless to say, everyone else knew the rules.

Thirty kilometers of weight-bearing cross-country races are a test of endurance and willpower.

At this time, all those who participated in the military district competition felt that they had lined up in seven lines to receive heavy guns.

These firearms cannot be unloaded during off-road journeys, and this equipment has a new automatic sensing system.

As soon as you leave the skin, an alarm will be sent and the results will be invalidated.

After everyone has put on their equipment, just wait for an order.

"I am the supervisor of this competition, Zhuang Yan, and I announce the official start of the competition. ”

When the flare gun is fired, everyone trots on foot towards their final destination.

"Thirty kilometers away from the destination, the host is in good condition, and can directly sprint, with no obvious obstacles ahead, and activate the rapid rush mechanism. ”

Suddenly, such a sentence came to his mind, and then Qin Hao felt that his body was out of control.

With a single lunge, he flew out, leaving the soldiers who were still trotting far behind.

Running wildly all the way, his face is not red, his heart is not beating and he is not panting.

"Oh my boy, who is running so fast? Is this a race?"

His actions directly caused a wave of ridicule from the people around him.

"Don't look at it, that person is Qin Hao who beats peanuts with Gatling," a sharp-eyed person looked at him.

"Gatling beats peanuts, you don't think it's true, no, no," before they could finish.

A roar of armored vehicles came directly from a piercing sound.

"Hurry up, you're as slow as a turtle, slower than a turtle, and you still want to enter the Iron Blade?"

"If you can't hold on, go back and pack up the bed and leave......"

"Chenguang, should we speed up, that kid has already overtaken us," Li Erniu's voice came from beside him.

"Damn, this guy doesn't give us face, what's the big deal about using Gatling to beat peanuts. ”

"Go up, cut him," He Chenguang looked disdainful, can he compare to this dick?

He Chenguang suddenly increased his speed, wanting to catch up or even surpass.

Of course, under the continuous improvement of speed, the consumption of people is undoubtedly greatly increased.

Even if He Chenguang's physical fitness is good, he can't bear such a long-distance extremely fast and weight-bearing attack for a while.

Gradually, his speed slowed down, and just as he slowed down, he looked up.

That Gatling beating peanuts Qin Hao was right in front of him.

"Hey, isn't this He Chenguang, the sniper of the Fourth Company of Sharpshooters?"

"I didn't expect that I would increase my speed, and you would be able to catch up, not bad," Qin Hao deliberately lowered his speed.

and then kept on a parallel line with He Chenguang.

Then Qin Hao suddenly exerted his strength, and his body rushed out again, and then his speed slowed down again.

and He Chenguang remained on a parallel line.

Back and forth a few times, the clear-eyed person teased you to see that this was Qin Hao's naked provocation.

"Qin Hao, you actually dare to trick me, do you really think you can catch up with me?"

"I, He Chenguang, have won three second-class merits in one year, and I have been the best sniper in the whole military region for three consecutive years. ”

"Look at you again, it's just a dick," Before he could finish speaking, Qin Hao suddenly accelerated and ran forward.

"Bye-bye, I'll go first, and all you can smell is my fart. ”

Before He Chenguang could react, a foul smell swept through his body.

"Hey, you dare, when I catch up with you, you'll be dead. ”

This pungent smell directly smoked He Chenguang until his eyes rolled white.

He felt that he was having trouble breathing and wanted to stop, but saw that Qin Hao had left him far behind.

He didn't dare to stop, but continued to force his speed to catch up.

"Gash gash gach, why is this kid fart so much?"

Qin Hao had already disappeared from He Chenguang's sight, and He Chenguang also chased all the way.

Nothing was seen except the dust and the pungent smell along the way.

"Hey, hey, it's so cool, the poison gas accumulated overnight has been emptied a lot. ”

He looked back, and there was no He Chenguang behind him.

"It must smell sour, right?"

Qin Hao's face showed an evil smile.