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Chapter 63(2/2)

Perhaps this body has adapted to the technological advancement of this era and has taken some genetic medicines to improve physical fitness before.

Gradually, Pound's breathing became more and more rapid, and his steps became heavier and heavier.

He clearly felt that he was afraid that he might not be able to keep up.

He wanted to slow down, but Chen Feng's steady breathing and footsteps on the right side of him were like a sharp knife stabbing his self-esteem.

He obviously ran three laps less than Chen Feng, but why did he get tired first?

This was a great shame and humiliation for Pound, who had a resolute character and never admitted defeat.

He gritted his teeth hard.

I can't lose!

impossible!

But shouting cannot explode the small universe. If Pound can't keep up, he just can't keep up.

Gradually, Chen Feng surpassed him.

He could only see the back.

But Pound was a little more relaxed.

Chen Feng became the leading wind breaker, and Pang De was responsible for following. The airflow resistance he received became slightly smaller and returned to the limit of his endurance.

He followed.

A long time passed.

Ding Hu had already stopped training and was waiting for Chen Feng and Chen Feng at the finish line.

The other recruits acted as spectators, cheering the two of them secretly in their hearts.

As truly pure new recruits, Ding Hu's team is actually quite humble in the base.

When those semi-mature armored soldiers interact with these new recruits, their eyes are raised above their heads and their nostrils are turned to the sky.

But for anything that requires queuing up, when these armored soldiers arrive, the new recruits have to obediently give way to the side.

They heard from Ding Hu that Chen Feng was sprinting to try to break through the minimum standards for armored soldiers. How could they not be looking forward to it?

We are all new recruits, and this is our first training. Our comrades can catch up with your arrogant armored soldiers.

You have to fuck your ass!

Therefore, unknowingly, Chen Feng at this time represented the will of these new recruits in the base.

If he can succeed, it will prove that the gap between everyone and the armored soldiers is not big!

At this time, Chen Feng was advancing steadily and rapidly from a hundred meters away from the runway. Ding Hu kept looking down at his watch.

Click.

When Chen Feng passed the finish line, the watch-style artificial intelligence terminal on Ding Hu's hand displayed the time.

"Thirty-seven minutes and eight seconds."

A full fifty-two seconds ahead of the minimum standard!

Chen Feng stopped and stood still, "Instructor, how about it? Can I wear this green dragon armor?"

Snap.

Before Ding Hu could speak, Chen Feng's Pang De jumped to the ground.

Before he passed out, the poor tough guy was still mumbling.

"There are still three laps left, I still have three laps left."

Ding Hu shouted, "Chen Feng, we'll talk about it later! First aid team, come and save people! Damn it, this is your first official training in the army!"

Chen Feng did not fall on the charging road as Ding Hu expected.

This made Ding Hu both surprised and relieved.

Yes, my ignorance made me think that Chen Feng was working in vain, but his efforts were in vain, but he easily reached the finish line.

This is a miracle in a sense.

So if the Commander-in-Chief's instructions could be completed, it should be like this.
Chapter completed!
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