105 Maintenance workers who are not in good health are the end of the world - the number (above)

"Get up for me! Don't sit on the ground! The number shouted a few times, but someone still sat on the ground and snorted, as if they had broken a bone.

"Hey, these guys." The number pushed the sunglasses, and reluctantly opened another red button on the floor.

......A wind-like whistling sound sounded on the training ground, followed by a reddened runway. The air rippled from the heat.

"Whew! My ass! Scalded! Several soldiers who were still sitting on the ground just now suddenly covered their buttocks and jumped up, letting out a scream like killing pigs...... Although military uniforms are fireproof, they are not heat-proof. At least it won't give you a layer of protection when training.

"Stand still! Ready, run! Twenty laps are on, and the speed should be fast! If you meet the requirements, turn off the soldering iron, if you don't meet the requirements...... Hum ......" The number laughed evilly a few times, making people shudder. As a result, the speed of the crowd increased a little.

Looking at the speed at which it was raised, the number snorted lightly: "Little guys, keep your steps neat!" Otherwise, what do you want to do? As he spoke, his fingers seemed to unconsciously rest on the counter, and his index finger twitched slightly next to a blue button.

Seeing this movement of the number, the team let out a slight commotion, and then the footsteps were much more neat.

"That's it! Run neatly! The number said and ran towards another training ground. A minute later, there were bursts of screams like killing pigs from the training ground next door, which made everyone in the No. 407 training ground shudder, as if they would be subjected to inhuman abuse in the next second, and their speed gradually increased.

"A bunny bunny! Cutting corners while I'm not around. Ten minutes later, the number came over pouting and gritting a toothpick, still wearing those eyes. At this time, Lin Hao and the others had already run fifteen laps on this 800-meter track. Every step of nearly 2,000 people ran and a water stain appeared on the ground. All of them were sweating profusely on their heads, and their clothes were so soaked with sweat that they clung to their bodies.

"No more! I can't stand it anymore! Finally, on the sixteenth lap, a somewhat diminutive soldier broke away from the group, lying on the ground in a large figure, looking up at the stars, gasping for air.

With the beginning, there are naturally later generations. On the eighteenth lap, two more soldiers fell to the ground. The line began to loosen, and the sound of neat footsteps began to be chaotic.

In the "Huhu ......" team, Lin Hao was also sweating profusely, panting constantly, and his feet seemed to be filled with molten iron. Every step is so heavy. The sweat was constantly thrown out by the swing of Lin Hao's limbs, and then it was sucked to the ground by triple gravity.

"Hold on! Persistence is victory! Lin Hao bit his silver teeth fiercely and said to himself. It's already lap 19. There were only two hundred people left in the team of up to two thousand, including Lin Hao. The rest were lying on the ground. All of this is seen by the figures leaning against the console, but nothing is done - at least not yet.

"Come on!" Lin Hao's eyes were a little blurry, but the end was in front of him, and he couldn't give up no matter what. There seems to be something strange about this training ground. My mental power is depleted very quickly here.

The moment Lin Hao crossed the finish line, he was about to move forward in the dark, but he was grabbed by a strong arm.