In the fourth lap, more than half of the team had fallen behind, and about half of them were still holding on, although their speed was close to turtle speed, while the other half had completely given up, and more than 100 people were sent directly to the medical department due to fainting shock.

To Turner's surprise, in this situation, a small team of nearly 200 people burst out of the large group, and the speed did not decrease but increased, and sprinted towards the final lap.

"It turns out that there are still some cattle in this army, at least they are much more powerful than these rookies." Turner muttered silently and at the same time a little displeased, these guys were clearly like him, having saved up their strength in the first few laps, and they could have kept it that way until the end of the lap, but they accelerated to the top on the last lap for the obvious purpose of getting the attention of their superiors.

It's just that it doesn't matter if they speed up, the other people who have almost reached the limit and are gritting their teeth and insisting on being taken by them like this, immediately messed up the rhythm, and the breath they were holding back was instantly released, and immediately dozens of people couldn't support it anymore and fell out of the team.

Although he was angry but couldn't get out, Turner wanted to learn from them to speed up like that, and then leave them behind and let them taste the taste too, but in the end he gave up, first, he was carrying 135 kilograms of equipment on his back at this time, and he was still carrying a burden in each hand, even with his physique of up to 37 points, he couldn't bear it slightly, and on the other hand, if he accelerated at this time, let the rhythm of the people in the large army be disrupted again, causing a greater danger than that group of guys, so he could only continue to move forward at the current speed.

Five laps, 5 kilometers, 95% of the people fell headlong immediately after crossing the finish line, and then they were unable to get up, in the face of so many soldiers who fell to the ground, the medical soldiers were obviously not enough, fortunately, Second Lieutenant Marcus had the foresight, and pulled the battalion of the original garrison to help one step earlier, but the scene was still chaotic, and the manpower seemed a little clumsy, and the small team that arrived first stood on the side, looking at this scene as if watching a good show, and there was no trace of wanting to come up to help, Many of them pointed at this side with a disdainful sneer.

"It's here!" Turner crossed the finish line after the three followed, and Turner dragged the two who were almost paralyzed to an open space, put them down, and untied the equipment of the two of them, but still carried their 45 kilograms, which is military regulations, and soldiers are not allowed to remove their burdens without permission.

Turner asked for two bottles of water from a medic, regardless of the wind and sand, opened them and fed them to drink slowly, then forcibly dragged them up from the ground and explained: "Move slowly, let the stiff muscles soothe, or you won't want to move for the next few days." ”

Both of them were in a state of exhaustion and dehydration, their brains were completely chaotic, and they obeyed Turner's words, and the two of them had been weightless and supported by Turner for the second half of the year, and the loss of their bodies was much less than that of others, and they finally stood up with Turner's support, walking slowly and relaxing their muscles.

Second Lieutenant Marcus stood quietly with his hands crossed, looking at the chaotic playground, until 15 minutes later, when all those who had completely lost their strength were carried away, and the remaining soldiers also barely stood up in twos and threes, before picking up the megaphone and shouting, "Assemble!" ”

"You're amazing!" With a cold and sneering smile on his face, Second Lieutenant Marcus looked at the team that was missing two-thirds and said: "A normal training for an ordinary soldier has actually been practiced by you to achieve the effect of fighting life and death on the battlefield, even I admire you a little." ”

"A bunch of rubbish!" With a loud shout, Second Lieutenant Marcus shouted murderously: "Just you group of waste, if you throw it on the battlefield, you will have to die half of it before you touch the enemy!" ”

"Sir, I'm not convinced!" A voice suddenly rang out.

"Who? Come out! Marcus shouted again, only to see a sturdy and tall young man who was only a little thinner than him came out of the crowd, came to him, saw this young man, Marcus suddenly had an unknown smile on his face, and said: "It turned out to be Lin Hu, why are you alone, there should be other people who are not convinced, right?" ”

As he spoke, Second Lieutenant Marcus suddenly turned to the team and pointed out a large list of names, "Lin Yue! Miles! Gongsun Long...... Dequeue! ”

In a short time, more than 100 people came out of the group, and Turner looked like the ones who had stood out from the group on the last lap of the previous weight-bearing run.

Second Lieutenant Marcus looked at the gang in front of him and said in a strange and gentle tone: "Do you think that you have all been trained in the barracks, so you are better than all of them, and you are not all the way to them, right?" ”

With a sharp turn of words, Second Lieutenant Marcus yelled at Lin Hu in a more ferocious tone than just now, "You guys are the biggest fucking waste!" ”

"Relying on the excellent training and physical quality, you ignore the arbitrariness of the team, do you know how many people you suddenly rushed out of the team in the last lap and brought them down? You are now in a battalion, and they are your comrades-in-arms, and this is how you do to your comrades-in-arms? You're fucking murdering! The target of the murder is your comrades! ”

"Turner, get out of line!" Turner was still standing at the end of the line, listening to Lieutenant Marcus being angry with the gang, and feeling a little more good for this commander in his heart, at this moment he suddenly heard his name, and couldn't help but be stunned, looked at Lieutenant Marcus, made sure that he was calling himself, hurriedly walked out of the line, and came to Lieutenant Marcus, another neat military salute.

"You think you're the only one here with military training? There is also a veteran who has participated in the war here, his personal quality is not worse than yours, carrying 135 kilograms of equipment and dragging two people for 5 kilometers without sweating at all, if you compare the body lì than the speed, he is more eye-catching than you, but he still follows the large army to the end, why? Because he understands the importance of teamwork! Marcus pointed at Turner and drank at Lynn Lake.

Turner was a little surprised, he didn't expect that every move in the training was taken into the eyes of Second Lieutenant Marcus, and he didn't expect that he would praise himself like this in front of the whole battalion, which made him feel better about Second Lieutenant Marcus, but for some reason, he always felt strange in his heart, as if these words contained some other meanings, but now he couldn't make out what it was.

"Is there something wrong with what I said? Third-class soldier forest lake! Marcus walked up to Lin Hu, leaned forward slightly, and forced his eyes to look at Lin Hu.

"No ......" Lin Hu's mouth opened and closed and closed, and finally only held back two words.

"Then get back to the team, and you all get back to me!" Another trademark binge, Lin Hu returned to the team, only to turn his head for a moment, with a hateful gaze swept over Turner.

"As for you, Turner." Marcus turned to look at Turner, "Carrying 135 kilograms of equipment and dragging two comrades to complete the training, I have to say that you really have some material, but ......"

Turner secretly said that it was not good, and he heard Second Lieutenant Marcus yelling: "It's okay for you to help support your comrades, but who the hell allowed you to carry the equipment for them?" Weight training, no equipment and a fart weight? Are you a fucking idiot? Since you want to be strong, I'll give you a chance, now, give me another 5 kilometers to run, 135 kg! ”

"Yes, sir!"

Turner didn't try to explain or refute, picked up two equipment bags and carried them on his back, and ran onto the playground, behind him, Lieutenant Marcus's voice continued to sound: "You bunch of waste give me a good look, what is a real soldier, Turner will be an example for you to learn from in the future, understand?" ”

"Got it!"

The strange and uneasy feeling from before resurfaced, Turner peeked at Ensign Marcus as he ran, if the previous praise was normal, then the current praise was like a snake, he was not really complimenting Turner, but more like ......

Make enemies for Turner!