Kang Ming came to Li Zhanxiang and asked them to come closer.

"Now it's a 2-2 draw, and the last subject of the game must be taken down for me and give them a stunner." Muttered quietly.

"Yes!" Everyone replied in a low voice.

Kang Ming stretched out his fist.

Bang bang bang! The fists of several people collided together.

"Use me for the war! Use me to win! He shouted.

This shout startled Lao Sun, and Lao Sun looked at it, "Yo he, you are still shouting slogans, and we are also shouting" stretched out his fist and collided with his own warriors: "I am a sharp knife, go forward bravely, charge into battle, and use me to win!" The Ninth Squadron also shouted its own slogans.

Kang Ming grinned after listening.

In the last battle, everyone had to go all out, and Kang Ming stood on the edge of the training ground and felt a little nervous inexplicably.

I knew that I shouldn't have put water twice, and now I would be unpleasant.

With an order from the detachment leader, the last weight-bearing hundred-meter obstacle relay began.

Li Zhanxiang was the first to leave the station, and his speed instantly increased, like a gun truck with full throttle rushing out.

The soldiers on the side of the Ninth Squadron were also desperately chasing Li Zhanxiang's pace.

After Li Zhanxiang finished, Feng Kai immediately attacked.

Over time, soon the Eighth Squadron threw off the time of the Ninth Squadron alone.

Kang Ming watched the game come here, and exhaled in his heart, "Old Sun, it seems that I am going to win you this time," looked at Lao Sun's nervous face and muttered.

Just when the Eighth Squadron and the Ninth Squadron were about to decide the winner, Luo Hui, the last member of the Eighth Squadron, set off, but when he was flipping through the obstacles, his knee suddenly hit the wooden board with a muffled sound, and Kang Ming and they all heard it.

Luo Hui's right leg knelt on the ground the moment his legs landed, and the sharp pain from his knee made him feel unbearable.

When Lao Sun saw this, he immediately shouted: "Quick! Speed up! ”

"Luo Hui, stand up!" Feng Kai shouted at Luo Hui at the finish line.

"Ahh Luo Hui gritted his teeth and let out a low roar, slowly standing up.

He couldn't run like he used to, he could only move forward as best he could, and the seventy kilogram weight on his back put a lot of pressure on his legs.

Kang Ming wanted to say, 'Luo Hui hold on to me, hold on to me, run for me', but he didn't say it, looking at his comrades-in-arms, his brother limped forward, Kang Ming ran into the arena, came to Luo Hui's side and dragged him: "Detachment leader, let's give up!" Turning to the detachment leader, he shouted.

After shouting, he looked at Feng Kai and them: "What are you doing in a daze, come here to help!" He shouted.

Several people ran over quickly, took off Luo Hui's equipment, and helped him sit down slowly.

Luo Hui sat on the ground and grabbed a handful of sand with his hand and hammered it down hard: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! "I keep apologizing to everyone.

Kang Ming put his hand on his shoulder: "What's there to be sorry for, isn't it just a game, I don't want to lose you as a fighter because of a game." He whispered reassuringly.

The detachment leader called the doctor on duty in the detachment, and they carried Luo Hui on a stretcher and ran towards the infirmary.

Lao Sun waved his arms happily: "yes, yes, we won, we won." "The mouth kept screaming.

Shouting and shouting, he stopped, because he found that everyone here did not make a sound, only he was shouting happily, and the soldiers of the Ninth Squadron stood there without the excitement after winning, but were all worried about Luo Hui.

The detachment leader walked up to Lao Sun and patted him on the shoulder: "Lao Sun, go back and prepare, you will go to Sichuan on the first day of next month." After finishing speaking, he sighed and walked out from Lao Sun's side.

Lao Sun quickly caught up with the detachment leader: "Detachment leader, what do you mean by this?" Why did we win and you became like this? Do you have to let Kang Ming and them win you to be happy? Lao Sun couldn't help it and questioned the detachment leader.

The detachment leader stopped when he heard him say this, turned around and glared at Lao Sun: "Lao Sun, Kang Ming, if they want to win you, they won't have this game, they can end the game in the first three games, but Kang Ming doesn't want to hit your team members too much, so he ordered his fighters to deliberately lose two games to you, so that you won't lose too ugly, their strength Do you really feel that you can win?" Now that their fighters are wounded, you can still stand here and shout happily, hey, think for yourself, you go to this competition, go back and prepare, I hope you can get good results. ”

The detachment leader mercilessly told Lao Sun what Kang Ming and they did at that time, although the detachment leader didn't know about it, but through the results, he could see that the results of the first class of the eighth squadron had never been so bad, so this must be releasing water.

Lao Sun was stupid after listening to the words of the detachment leader, and stood there, his brain constantly spinning and thinking.

Is Kang Ming deliberately losing to himself? How is this possible, he is not that kind of person, he definitely didn't mean it, it must not be intentional, this must be the detachment commander who felt sorry for them and said this on purpose.

Lao Sun didn't believe that this was Kang Ming, and they deliberately lost to themselves.

At this time, the fighters of the Ninth Squadron came in front of Lao Sun.

"Squadron leader, we want to see the wounded fighters of the eighth squadron." The squad leader spoke.

"Aren't you happy that we won?" Lao Sun looked at the faces of the warriors and felt that something was not right, and asked.

The fighters lowered their heads one after another: "Squadron leader, in fact, we are the losers. The squad leader replied in a whisper.

"Loser? Just because they were injured we lost? Is this a good game? Lao Sun scolded in a low voice.

"I'm not talking about this, from the third game I knew that they were deliberately releasing water, they didn't want us to lose too ugly, the 400-meter hose position was laid and we compared them with the 8th Squadron, at that time it was a full 26 seconds faster than us, but now it is 30 seconds slower than us, do you feel that this is their speed? If you can win the championship of the international professional firefighter competition at this speed, then I can only say that firefighting in the world is slow enough. ”

The squad leader's answer was like giving Lao Sun a slap in the face, and this stick woke him up, why didn't he think of it? Why is my mind full of victory, victory, victory?

"Let's go see him." Lao Sun turned to the warrior and said.

After finishing speaking, he took everyone to the infirmary.

When they came to the door of the infirmary, they stopped, the door was in front of him, but he didn't dare to push it open, he didn't know how to face Kang Ming and them, and he didn't know what to say.