Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces.

Gong Jian staggered and almost lost his balance.

Disrespectful to the elderly... Gong Jian couldn't help but curse in his heart, and found that Kang Tuan had not been doing his job properly since the child appeared.

But this kid is crazy!

On the training ground, only a backpack was seen flying in front, and the veterans of the Sharpshooter Company 4 fell down one after another.

If Gong Jian didn't know the strength of the Sharp Gun Fourth Company and others, he would have started to doubt whether these guys were pretending.

Scratching the hair on his head, Gong Jian found that he was going crazy.

At this moment, a cry of surprise came from the side, "Instructor, try to slap me."

Another frivolous one... Gong Jian turned his head and looked at Lao Hei, "Are you sick? What are you doing?"

Lao Hei raised his hand and slapped his thigh. "I fucking regret it."

An expression of deep sorrow and regret.

Gong Jian was startled and looked confused.

Lao Hei sighed, "Look, this kid has already run 40 laps and he hasn't reached his limit yet."

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Just now the regiment commander asked me to take him to the recruit company for experience, but I refused."

Lao Hei almost cried, "So I provoked this little guy, and he said he wanted to come to the Sharpshooter Company 4. I regretted it now."

As he said this, he raised his hand, and Lao Hei had the urge to slap himself twice.

Hastily!

If you knew Chen Haonan was so strong, why would you push him to the Sharpshooter Company 4? If you bring new recruits with you, they will definitely be awesome!

Speaking of which, a boy soldier under my command can defeat the strongest company of the Iron Fist Regiment. Is there still a problem with his promotion?

The annoyance on Lao Hei's face increased a bit. He paused for a moment and finally did not raise his hand to land on his own face. Instead, he put it down helplessly.

It turns out that it was you, Old Black, who was causing all the trouble. I was just saying that he was just a kid, but how could Kang Tuan be directly assigned to the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters… Gong Jian cursed in his heart, but laughed out loud, “Don’t worry, he’s just a kid after all, just watch him first. Just knowing how to run isn’t enough!”

Although he said this, the upturned corners of his mouth betrayed his mood as he looked at the children running on the field.

At this moment, there are still three people persisting on the training ground.

The child was in the front, followed by He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing. As for the other veterans, they had all fallen down.

What does this mean?

This kid's running speed is better than 90% of the people in the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooter.

"Instructor, how about I discuss something with you?"

Lao Hei licked his smiling face.

Gong Jian turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

Lao Hei chuckled and said, "How about you lend me this child to play with for a few days?"

"It's fine if the leader agrees."

Lao Hei: "..."

Just now, I cried and made a fuss in front of Kang Tuan and pushed the child to Gong Jian. Now I want to take the child back. This is just slapping myself in the face.

Although Lao Hei is thick-skinned, he still did it.

At this moment, on the training ground.

In the front was a person with a backpack flying, and following about ten meters behind was He Chenguang, and behind He Chenguang was Wang Yanbing.

He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing looked at the backpacks flying in front of them and felt pain in their legs, lungs... and teeth.

They felt like they were overdrawn, their breathing was heavy, their legs were numb, and every time they lifted their feet, it felt like they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy.

They hardly feel the existence of their feet, but move their steps with perseverance.

It felt like their lungs were setting off firecrackers, and the two men wished they could just take their lungs out and breathe.

"This little guy can still run. What kind of milk powder did he eat to grow up? Feilu milk powder?"

Wang Yanbing, who was running at the back, couldn't help but speak.

He felt completely overdrawn, and it was his unyielding character that kept him strong until now, and he couldn't afford to lose to a child.

He Chenguang took a deep breath, his pale lips moved slightly, "So fast, and lasting, almost 45 laps."

After a pause and a breath, He Chenguang continued to speak intermittently: "Don't say it, save your energy."

As he had just finished speaking, there was a muffled "bang" behind him, which was the sound of a body falling to the ground.

He Chenguang instinctively turned around and immediately found that Lao Wang had knelt down and was worshipping him. "Lactic acid bacteria, avenge me. This guy kicked my third leg. Otherwise, I could still hold on."

Wang Yanbing, who was already on the verge of collapse, became deflated as soon as he opened his mouth and fell down.

He Chenguang staggered, said "softie", and persisted with gritted teeth.

I can't lose to a child, absolutely not!

He Chenguang gritted his teeth, stared at the backpack that was still flying in front of him, and kept cheering himself up.

Because he found that the speed of the backpack was also beginning to decrease. Otherwise, at his current speed, he would have been left behind by the other party.

This kid must be reaching his limit!

As he was thinking, a surge of strength suddenly surged in his body, and He Chenguang's steps became steadier, no longer shaky as before.

"One lap, two laps..."

"Oh my god! He can still run!"

Gradually, He Chenguang's speed became slower, and the number of backpacks in his pupils increased from one to two, and then to three, and he had difficulty walking.

He Chenguang bit the tip of his tongue and shuddered. The three backpacks in his pupils instantly turned into one.

"Can't fall down. Can't lose to a child."

"The honor of the Fourth Gun Company rests with me!"

He Chenguang kept reminding himself, but unfortunately his body was not made of iron. After persisting for another round, he stumbled and finally failed to keep his balance.

With a "bang", he knelt on the ground just like Lao Wang.

He Chenguang's face was so pale without a trace of blood, he supported himself on the ground with his hands, his body shaking uncontrollably. The next moment, he vomited yellow water.

He looked up stubbornly at the little guy running in front of him, with a look of unwillingness.

I really can’t understand it!

On the edge of the training ground.

Seeing the last man of the Sharp Gun Company 4 fall, Lao Hei swallowed his saliva subconsciously, "Instructor, what's wrong with your soldiers of the Sharp Gun Company 4? They can't outrun a little pest!"

There was no sarcasm in his tone, but rather shock and astonishment.

Gong Jian took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady, "How do I know where he ran from?"

All of a sudden, he suddenly thought of something, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and shouted, "Little boy, if you can hold on for another 10 laps, you can break the record of the group. Keep going!"

To coax a child into breaking the group's record, this old Gong has an even darker heart than me... Old Hei shook his head.

Because he could also see that the child's speed was starting to slow down, especially in the last lap, his body swayed several times and he almost fell down.

But even so, this child's performance is a miracle.

And this time, Chen Haonan actually felt the same.

His body has been strengthened by the Dahei system, coupled with his Speedy Legs and Dahei off-road skills, so he has been able to hold on until now. However, his body is still made of flesh and blood after all, and he will still feel tired, just like being shot, he will bleed to death.

At this moment, he felt that the backpack on his body was very heavy, like a mountain pressing on him.

Now, every time he jumps, he will try his best.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans streamed down his forehead, blurring his vision and making his breathing heavy and labored.

In the last three laps, especially the last one, he persisted relying on the willpower of a soldier in his previous life.

Breaking the record...Chen Haonan naturally also heard Gong Jian’s words.

He gritted his teeth and threw his backpack to the ground with a bang. Then he took off his shirt, which was so wet that water could be wrung out of it.

Try your best. Otherwise, as a child, if you don't establish your authority, you will be sent back to school in no time.

Chen Haonan tried his best.

It can also speed up... The training ground suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of Chen Haonan's footsteps echoing.

The people from the Fourth Company of the Sharpshooters who had fallen on the runway were now struggling to sit up, looking at the figure with unsteady steps but extremely determined eyes.

Soon, Chen Haonan, shirtless, ran past everyone.

Everyone saw that the child had 7 or 8 wounds on his body, especially on the right side of his chest, where there was a scar the size of half a fist.

"This……"

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.

He is only 9 years old, why does he have so many wounds on his body?

How many times has this been injured?

At this moment, Chen Haonan's body swayed, and suddenly he fell to the ground with a bang.

"what!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, and their hearts, which had been hanging on this child, instantly rose to their throats.

For some reason, at this moment, none of them wanted the child to fall.

It’s over… Everyone shook their heads helplessly, feeling regretful.

As a result, the next moment, the little guy turned over, got up again, gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression, and continued to run with all his strength.

Moreover, some people noticed that the wound on the right side of his chest seemed to be beginning to ooze blood.

The scene suddenly became as silent as death. Everyone could clearly hear their own heartbeats, and their shocked eyes were mixed with confusion.

Is this something a little kid would do?

What is he doing so hard?