Chen Yu on the ship suddenly felt an itch in his nose and couldn't help but sneeze twice. The idea of deflating the raft was exactly what he came up with.

If you want to swim back after being injured, you have to find a way to use a raft.

Chen Yu is forcing them to rob those masked people, and to grab the masked group with an air pump, it is absolutely impossible to rely on personal strength, even Xiang Yu and Zhao Ziwu are enough.

The group with the air pump is an elite group, and there are masters among them. If they want to grab the air pump, they must first learn to cooperate.

Collaboration is a crucial thing on the field of Mars. Chen Yu sees this very thoroughly.

None of the selection stages he came up with were casually thought, and they all had his deep meaning.

10,000-meter swimming is a test of the most basic and vital physical fitness. Without physical fitness, all ideas are just empty buildings.

Surviving on the island and swimming back is a test of both individual strength and teamwork. This is the most important aspect of the official competition.

As for the final chicken-eating shootout, it is a test of the overall strength of a scout. Of course, it is also a test of luck that is lost. Luck is also part of strength.

Looking at the five people who went to their own house and now have two hanging colors, Wu Gang and Long Baichuan are a little anxious, and now half of the selection has not yet arrived, and they are injured, which is very unfavorable for the next selection.

Fortunately, there is no Xiang Yu among the injured, and with Xiang Yu, the leader, Wuhan Iron and Steel can rest assured. Xiang Yu can be described as a reassuring pill for them.

"Platoon Commander, Ba squad leader, let's cooperate."

In the forest, Jiang Xiaoyu showed a smile to Xiang Yu and the two of them, they must seek cooperation if they want to pass the selection. This is what Jiang Xiaoyu was thinking about last night.

But Xiang Yu didn't look at him, and turned around to leave. Cooperate? He doesn't need to.

The arrogance of the god of war made Xiang Yu disdain to cooperate with others, and he did not need to cooperate with others. Jiang Xiaoyu saw that Xiang Yu was leaving, so he hurriedly chased after him, such a big thick leg could not be let go.

Zhang Chong was injured, and now there are only two people, him and Lu Yan, such a lineup makes Jiang Xiaoyu, who has always advocated stability, a little insecure.

But if there are more Xiang Yu, it will be different, not to mention anything else, just Xiang Yu's name is a shock to others, and the sense of security is absolutely full.

And it's not that he Jiang Xiaoyu underestimates himself, or the injured Balang, and he is not necessarily the opponent of the other party. This is not self-contempt, this is self-evident.

He Jiang Xiaoyu is only suitable to be a leader by nature!

Of course, this sentence is a bit shameless.

"Listen to me!" Jiang Xiaoyu stopped the two, with a smile on his face, and brought out all the eloquence he learned when he was an intermediary.

"Platoon leader, now that the squad leader is injured, you can't fight alone, if you want to cross the sea smoothly, we can only cooperate."

"It's not a secret, the bald man is also injured, we are preparing to come here to find some grass and vine branches to make a simple small row to cross the sea, they all say that there are many people and there is great power, let's cooperate This is not just a win-win situation!" Jiang Xiaoyu said bitterly.

If they can pull Xiang Yu and Balang down together, then their tattered little bamboo row that they haven't been able to make will be much more stable.

"The two of you, as long as you meet a masked man now, it will be more than lucky! You are not afraid of the platoon leader, but the squad leader is injured now, he can't do it! ”

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't care about Balang's dark face, Balang's sick name has no right to speak now, the most important thing is Xiang Yu's thoughts. The only one who can make Xiang Yu change his mind is Balang now.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiang Yu heard Jiang Xiaoyu's words, his footsteps immediately stopped.

However, Balang was completely unpleasant, and Jiang Xiaoyu's words were not disguised at all to say that he was a drag oil bottle.

Can Balang endure Jiang Xiaoyu's words? If you can bear it, he won't be Balang!

"Jiang Xiaoyu!!"

Balang looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with a black face, and shouted angrily in his mouth, don't think that Lao Tzu can't beat you if he is injured!

"Barang." Xiang Yu held down Balang and quieted Balang, who was a little rioty. It's just that his two eyes are still staring at Jiang Xiaoyu with fire.

It's the first time he's been called an oil bottle, and he's the one he looked down on before!

Now, of course. Balang still looks down on Jiang Xiaoyu a little, and he looks squarely at Jiang Xiaoyu and the three of them after Mars.

Xiang Yu's gaze looked at Jiang Xiaoyu and Lu Yan deeply with a kind of aggression.

"Okay, I agree." Xiang Yu spit out a sentence lightly, and his expression did not change much.

"Platoon commander, we...."

Balang wanted to speak, but before he could say it, Xiang Yu just waved his hand. The matter was settled.

Seeing this, Balang could only shut up unwillingly, and no one could change the platoon commander's decision.

In Balang's eyes, the two of them can do it on their own, and with Jiang Xiaoyu and the three of them, that is, with three oil bottles.

That's right, even if he is injured, in Balang's eyes, Jiang Xiaoyu and the three of them are still a drag oil bottle.

Although he does not deny that Jiang Xiaoyu and the three have the potential to become good soldiers, that is only potential, and what is needed now is not potential, but strength.

This time, Mars is very important to Xiang Yu's future, he waits, Xiang Yu can't afford to wait, this matter can't be a problem at all.

However, in front of Xiang Yu, Balang could only be obedient.

"Stop, don't get these, those people have air pumps in their hands, just grab one."

Xiang Yu saw that the two of them were going to continue to pull the grass vines and tell a message that the two didn't know. News that surprised them a little.

Jiang Xiaoyu paused and looked up at Xiang Yu in dismay. Pump? The masked man still has an air pump in his hand? How did he not know?

Lu Yan was not much better than Jiang Xiaoyu, he had seen several masked groups before, but he had not seen any air pumps at all. Frowning and looking at Xiang Yu, he naturally didn't doubt the authenticity of Xiang Yu's words, but was a little puzzled.

"Don't look at it, not all masked groups have air pumps, and only a few of them should have air pumps."

Balang seemed to see Lu Yan's doubts and spoke. He had also encountered a group with air pumps before, and he was going to rob them, but the combat strength of that group was a bit beyond his imagination, and he almost lost himself.

"I met a group where they had an air pump in their hands.

"But that group's combat effectiveness is a bit high, a little different from other groups, and I almost fell into their hands."

"There are masters in that group, and their skills are not ordinary." Balang was a little frustrated when he said this, he was really a little bit back in this selection, first he met a master, and then he missed a sneak attack.

Of course, the most important thing is that Jiang Xiaoyu is said to be weak now. That's the worst part. The tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by fish.