"Whoever helps whom will have their grades voided! Do you all understand?"

"clear!"

Huang Shan glanced at the line.

"First group, emergency response team up to squad four, get on the track!"

The line was very long, and Zhou Heng stood at the very front. He wanted to challenge Bao Cheng!

Just as Zhou Heng was eager to try, Huang Shan shouted:

"Bao Cheng, you don't need to run anymore, you record the scores!"

"yes!"

what?

Zhou Heng was speechless as he watched Bao Cheng go down. Was the captain doing this on purpose?

Huang Shan handed a stopwatch to Bao Cheng; there were too many people, and it would take at least three people to keep track.

Of course,

He didn't want Bao Cheng and Zhou Heng to "compete" with each other. The weather was cold now, and high-intensity training could easily lead to injuries. He wouldn't be able to explain it if either of them got hurt.

Then Huang Shan picked up the whistle.

"Ready~!"

Zhou Heng withdrew his gaze and looked back at the track. If Bao Cheng didn't run, then there really wouldn't be anyone ahead of him.

The whistle blew.

Zhou Heng was the first to dart out; he wanted to occupy the innermost lane so he would have to run less.

One of the sergeants originally intended to follow Zhou Heng, but after following him for a short distance, he realized something was wrong.

"Is this kid trying to improve his grades today?"

Another veteran standing nearby was also speechless.

"Looks like it, this kid's really going all out!"

"Won't running like this cause an accident?"

"His body is different from ours!"

As they spoke, Zhou Heng had already increased the distance between them.

Huang Shan stood on the sidelines watching, his brows furrowing slightly.

He pressed Bao Cheng down, not expecting Zhou Heng to be able to run so fast all by himself.

"Zhou Heng!"

Zhou Heng heard the sound, but he didn't turn around.

Huangshan shouted:

"Control the pace!"

Zhou Heng raised his hand to indicate that he had heard, but he did not slow down. Physical training is a process of constantly breaking through one's own limits!

Other things may lie to you, but sweat won't!

Meanwhile, Duan Pengfei and his group were still "loitering" behind them...

Bao Cheng was furious as he looked at the stopwatch!

Is this running?

This is a walk!

"Hey you guys in the back of Class One, hurry up! You don't want a good night tonight, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Duan Pengfei immediately quickened his pace, as did the others.

Bao Chengdu has spoken: even if you can't run anymore, you have to run!

Just after the first lap,

The lines behind began to separate.

Gong Qin is in the middle to late stage, Duan Pengfei is in the late stage, but there are still some strong players behind him.

Deng Guang strode forward with his head held high.

Chung Fat was still behind, walking so slowly it was almost unbearable to watch.

Bao Cheng covered his face, not wanting to say anything.

I've seen bad ones,

I've never seen anything this bad!

Front,

Zhou Heng has entered the second lap, and his speed is still very fast, with a very steady breathing rhythm and stride frequency.

Huang Shan watched for a while and saw that his complexion was okay, so he didn't tell him to slow down, but he was still worried that the kid would have a problem on the last lap.

"Bao Cheng, you have to keep an eye on Zhou Heng, don't let him fall!"

Bao Cheng immediately said:

"clear!"

He watched Zhou Heng's retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions. On one hand, he wanted to see just how far this kid could go.

On the other hand, he was worried that Zhou Hengchong was too ruthless and might injure himself.

By the third lap, even some veterans started slowing down.

But Zhou Heng remained at the forefront; the few veterans who wanted to follow him had long since given up.

This animal has gotten faster again!

The new recruits from the following platoons who hadn't run away stared at Zhou Heng in shock.

"Is this the third lap? Still going this fast?"

"That's too harsh, isn't it?"

"That would mean running back 12 minutes ago!"

"Six minutes?"

"That's a bit disrespectful of them. I think it was at least 11 minutes ago!"

"Really?"

"Look at his rhythm, does it look like he's about to slow down?"

At this moment, Zhang Xu, the squad leader of the fifth squad, glared at them.

"11 minutes ago? They were aiming for under 10 minutes!"

"You're all conscripts, take a good look at the difference between you!"

The recruits fell silent instantly, within ten minutes?

For them, this is no longer a difference in grades.

This feels like a difference between species!

Looking at Zhou Heng's retreating figure on the track, Zhang Xu felt a pang of emotion.

This kid is getting more and more outrageous.

When I first joined the company, who would have thought that a private could overpower a group of veterans like this?

Despite his feelings of regret, he still couldn't let his words off the hook regarding the new recruits in his class.

"Stop just watching the show. When it's your turn, if any of you dare to 'stroll' up there, I'll be keeping you company until midnight tonight!"

The new recruits in the fifth squad immediately stood up straight.

"yes!"

On the track, Zhou Heng had reached the final stage.

Just then, Zhou Heng saw the back of the person in front of him. Was there someone in front of him?

No, he tricked everyone else!

"Hurry up!"

Upon hearing Zhou Heng's voice, Zhong Fa trembled with fright.

What happened?

How did Zhou Heng get behind him?

Before he could figure it out, Zhou Heng strode forward. Only then did Zhong Fa realize that Zhou Heng had overtaken him by a lap.

Are you kidding me?

This is a human being!

Soon Zhou Heng surpassed Deng Guang and Duan Pengfei, and both of them looked at Zhou Heng as if they had seen a ghost.

"Me?"

Zhou Heng ignored them; he was also reaching his limit.

With 100 meters to go, Zhou Heng pushed out his last bit of momentum.

Crossing the finish line

Bao Cheng pressed the stopwatch, and even he was surprised when he saw the number.

Seeing this, Huang Shan also came over out of curiosity.

"How many?"

Bao Cheng reported his results.

Several veterans on the sidelines gasped in shock upon hearing this.

This animal has improved again!

Zhang Xu glanced at his new recruits from the side.

"See that? That's what you call a difference."

The new recruits in the fifth platoon stared wide-eyed.

"Holy crap, is this a human?"

"Was he a professional athlete before?"

After crossing the finish line,

Just as Zhou Heng was about to bend down, Huang Shan saw him and hurriedly ran over.

Stand up straight, don't bend over!

Let's take a walk!

Zhou Heng immediately straightened up and slowly walked along the edge of the track. Huang Shan followed him for a couple of steps, observing his expression as they walked.

"Are you dizzy?"

"I'm not dizzy."

"Do you feel like throwing up?"

"In no mood."

Seeing that he was alright, Huang Shan was slightly relieved, but he still cursed:

"You're such a worry, why are you making things so tough on me when it's not even an assessment?"

"What should I do if I get injured?"

Zhou Heng took a couple of breaths.

"Captain, I feel fine, I'm really okay."

Huang Shan glared at him.

"What do you mean, 'feel'?!"

"What we fear most in training is someone like you who has such an inflated sense of self-importance!"

"If you get injured, let's see how you handle things in the future. You won't be participating in the 3000-meter race or any of those other minor events anymore; you'll be wrapped up like a battered rag doll!"

Zhou Heng smiled sheepishly.

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely pay attention next time!"

At this moment, Bao Cheng also came over with a stopwatch.

"Okay, I can barely see my exhaust fumes now!"

Zhou Heng looked at him.

"Class monitor, I told you, I'm a slow starter. Just wait and see how I surpass you!"

"you?"

Bao Cheng smiled and shook his head.

"Why don't you practice for another six months?"

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