Kang Ming followed them for a few laps before stopping.

Watch themselves run lap by lap.

Five kilometers may sound like a long time to them, but it's not that scary.

After running five kilometers, all of them came to Kang Ming a little panting.

"Assemble!" Kang Ming ordered solemnly.

Praise and praise! Quick assembly.

"Back to the dorm!" Kang Ming didn't want them to be embarrassed.

"Yes!"

Take them back to the dorm.

As soon as they entered the dormitory, they all walked towards their chairs, and Kang Ming stood at the door and coughed twice: "Ahem." ”

As soon as the six of them heard this, they immediately stood there straight, and no one dared to sit down.

"Did I tell you to sit down?" Looking at a few of them, he asked.

"Can you remember it later?"

"Yes!" The six of them replied loudly with their heads held up.

"Okay, as long as I can remember that I will let you go today, I don't want you to be embarrassed and thrown out of the province."

After Kang Ming said this, everyone's mood suddenly became much lighter.

"But..."

Kang Ming's 'but' made their mood that had just become relaxed and nervous again.

"But if you let me find these stinky problems, and then return to the eighth squadron, I'll let you transfer from the first combat squad to the mobile squad, and let you train all year round, so that you don't have to participate in any missions, hear?"

"Yes!"

Kang Ming didn't believe what he said, the first combat squad was the strongest combat squad in the eighth squadron, and he would let them go to the mobile squad? Don't even think about it, but it's okay to scare them.

"Disband!" After Kang Ming finished speaking, he gave the order to disband.

None of the six people spoke, but sat obediently at the desk, each with a book bowed and reading there.

Kang Ming sat at the edge of the desk, looking at their appearance, secretly happy in his heart.

'This is what our Eighth Squadron should look like.'

At dinner time, Kang Ming and the others went to the canteen, where there were firefighters from all over the world who came to participate in the competition, they were all elites and firefighters.

With so many elites coming together for two things, either to compete or to have a major accident, it seems that they are going to compete, but no one would have thought that they would meet again after the competition.

The captain walked into the cafeteria and said two words of welcome to everyone, and then served food to everyone, inviting them to taste authentic Sichuan cuisine.

"Let's eat!" With a shout, the fighters began to move their chopsticks.

Kang Ming put a piece of meat in his mouth, and immediately felt a fire burning in his throat, and his tongue seemed to have been injected with numb, which made him both comfortable and sad.

Looking at Li Zhanxiang and a few of them, they are all constantly exhaling ha, it seems that Sichuan cuisine is really famous for being spicy, spicy and sour.

Eating Sichuan food as the staple food, the sweat in my brain kept flowing downward, wiping the sweat with one hand and holding chopsticks in the other hand and continuing to pick up the vegetables.

Kang Ming, who ate this dinner, felt that his clothes were getting soaked.

He wondered if he would be able to eat some of this if he caught a cold. I think so.

"Oops, you're bleeding from your nose." Feng Kai touched Luo Hui with his hand and prompted.

Luo Hui touched his nose with his hand, looked at the bright red blood on his fingers, immediately stood up with his head up, and ran out of the cafeteria to the water pipe outside to rinse.

Kang Ming blew a breath, stood up with a few tissues and walked out of the cafeteria.

came to Luo Hui's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Give you some paper." ”

"Thank you, Squadron Leader!" Luo Hui took it and blocked it on his nose.

"You kid too, why are you eating so fast? I don't know if the peppers here are different from ours. ”

Kang Ming is still talking about other people, he is the one who eats the fastest just now, but Kang Ming's people don't have nosebleeds.

replied to the cafeteria with a tissue stuffed in his nose, which caused a burst of laughter from everyone: "It seems that you still can't resist the spicy taste of our Sichuan cuisine." One of the fighters joked to Luo Hui.

Luo Hui rolled his eyes at him: "I'm on fire." ”

"You do get on fire, or you can't have nosebleeds in both nostrils."

"Haha, it's good to shed some blood for fresh blood, and I can win you in the game tomorrow." Luo Hui replied jokingly.

Such a clever joke successfully resolved his embarrassment, and Kang Ming took Luo Hui to answer and sat down at the table: "That's right." He whispered a compliment.

Luo Hui tilted his head, Kang Ming immediately glared, and Luo Hui immediately retracted his pride: "Thank you, squadron leader, for the compliment." He muttered a sentence and continued to eat with his head down.

After dinner, the lieutenant sent Kang Ming and them some medicine to get rid of the fire: "This is what the captain asked me to send to you, and if you eat the chili peppers here, I am afraid that your intestines will dry up and catch fire." The lieutenant said to Kang Ming, and then introduced him to the medicines he brought, which were actually not drugs that were soaked in water to drink, and they looked a little strange, but they still tasted pretty good.

A few glasses of water under the stomach, this night is completely unable to sleep, drinking too much water and going to the toilet.

In a trance, he came to the morning of the next day, and at six o'clock the next morning, Kang Ming took the soldiers to get up for morning exercises, and happened to meet the soldiers of the general team who were also doing morning exercises, so they got together.

"You're all out of the competition, and you still have morning exercises?" The lieutenant leaned over to Kang Ming's side and asked.

Kang Ming turned his head and glanced at him: "Of course, the morning exercise has nothing to do with the competition." ”

The lieutenant was directly choked by Kang Ming's answer, and he didn't know how to answer again, so he simply quieted down.

After the morning exercises, pack up the housekeeping and have breakfast, after breakfast, they will have the first day of the competition.

It was May 2, 2008, the weather was clear, the sky was cloudless, and the air was neither hot nor cold.

All the participating teams gathered on the large playground, and the team leaders all sat on one side of the large playground.

The captain of the general team, the general political commissar, and several other leaders took the podium.

"Very happy, very happy that everyone can come to the Sichuan Fire Brigade to participate in the 08 annual army competition, our slogan is training for the war, on weekdays we sweat like rain of training in order to be able to save more people, but we also have to accept the test of the organization, the whole army competition This is a battlefield, a battlefield that belongs to you, whether you can surpass yourself here depends on you, I hope you can show the ability to watch the house."

The captain stood on the podium and spoke to all the fighters with great momentum.

"I hope everyone can give themselves a satisfactory answer, and let us welcome the General Political Commissar to say a few words."

Bang Bang Bang! The audience burst into applause, and the General Political Commissar took over the microphone and announced after a few short speeches: "This all-army contest begins now!" ".