As soon as Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, everyone's heart suddenly stumbled.

Although some people were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to say anything when they saw the special forces standing behind him.

They knew the ability of the special forces. Now even the monk, the thorn, is standing obediently behind Zhou Weiguo, so they can only dare not speak out.

Zhou Weiguo snorted coldly: "What do each expression mean? I'm not convinced?"

"But I tell you, don't be dissatisfied with me."

"From now on, everyone will fully arm me, carrying a weight of 50 kilograms, and circling the Xiaohuang Mountain ten kilometers!"

Everyone was stunned. They had just finished training during the day and were so tired that they were dying. Now Zhou Weiguo wants them to run with a load?

This is simply abuse.

"We've trained during the day. Are you going to exhaust us?"

"That's right, if you train like this, I will stop doing it!"

"I'm here to fight the Japanese, not to seek revenge!"

For a moment, most of them started to complain.

Zhou Weiguo snorted coldly: "If someone who doesn't want to train, he can leave now and return to his respective troops, I will never force him to do so!"

"But, don't forget that this is a special forces team, and even many people can't get in with their heads. And maybe this is the last selection of our Eighth Route Army. Once you miss it, you may not have a chance here!"

Everyone looked at each other, but finally chose to shut up and began to obediently rock the stone in their pockets.

Zhou Weiguo glanced at everyone, turned around and looked at the monk and others: "Is your ordinary troops doing things so slow?"

The monk was stunned and immediately understood what Zhou Weiguo meant.

According to Li Yunlong's meaning, at least fifty of these people were one of them.

And they naturally would not be willing to become comrades-in-arms with those who were procrastinating in their work.

The monk winked at the other special forces members, everyone nodded and walked to the five hundred people.

"Hurry up, just be silly, just like a wooman!"

"Have you eaten? You can't pick up stones even if you pick them up?"

"How did the team leader teach us before? Do things and practice decisively. Hurry up!"

The members of the special forces roared at them, pointing at the stones there and letting him go.

Wang Xikui just bent down and the monk kicked him in the butt: "Hurry up, you are so slow to load bullets?"

Wang Xikui turned around and stared at the monk viciously: "Monkey, we have a good relationship. What's the matter with you kid?"

The monk glared at him: "It's training time now, so don't talk about feelings!"

Wang Xikui had no choice but to continue bent down to pick up the stones.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Weiguo shouted: "I'm going to stop for me, but I didn't pretend to be fifty kilograms and let me leave the team!"

Everyone stared at Zhou Weiguo with confusion.

"This hasn't been trained yet, why did you drive us away?"

"Didn't you just haven't picked up a stone? As for this?"

Zhou Weiguo snorted coldly: "Since you pick up stones, you have been trained. You can't even rob others of things. If you go to the battlefield, you will die."

"On the battlefield, when you and the Japanese fall at the same time and there is only a dagger hand around you, one step slower, and you will die."

Everyone fell into deep thought, and then those who were not filled with fifty kilograms of stones began to leave the back mountain one after another.

The rest of the people looked at those lonely backs, and they were just sympathy and glad.

Fortunately, I was not lazy, and my parents gave me diligent hands.

After those people left, Zhou Weiguo pointed to another road in the back mountain and said, "From now on, everyone has to run for me."

"Of the more than 300 you have left, only one hundred and fifty have the chance to enter the next round. The rest will have to be eliminated."

"If you don't run away, you will be eliminated! The end is the crooked tree on the hillside, and the leader will be waiting for you there!"

After saying that, Zhou Weiguo picked up the monk's gun, pointed it at the sky, and pulled the trigger.

The moment the gunfire sounded, everyone immediately ran out of the mountain.

A group of newly recruited recruits, after hearing the sound of gunfire, immediately rushed towards the hillside like a frightened string.

"The new recruit is the new recruit. When you run so hard at this time, you will definitely lose your strength after a while."

"Don't hurry, jog slowly, just follow the big army and sprint when it's almost here!"

Several veterans at the end of the team were whispering to each other's experiences.

Just when they thought their little cleverness could help them achieve their final victory, gunfire sounded behind them.

Zhou Weiguo, Wei Dayong and thirty people were following them with guns, and kept firing at both sides of them.

"What are you doing with damn it? Are your legs disabled? Can't you run?"

"Is this learning to climb a turtle?"

Several veterans behind were startled and shouted quickly.

"Monk, you guys are really shooting!"

"Monk, if you dare to hurt me, I will not spare you!"

Wei Dayong snorted coldly, and a shuttle of bullets hit the tree not far away, and there was a row of gun holes on the tree.

"The leader said that you sweat more during training and you can only shed less blood during wars."

"If you are silly, I will shoot at you. Anyway, we have a medical unit, and you will not die!"

Wei Dayong sneered, then took out a high-explosive grenade from his waist and threw it at him not far away.

"Damn, this monk is really here, run away!"

"boom!"

A loud bang came, and dust suddenly rose up. Everyone rushed towards the hillside as they accelerated.

When running halfway up the hill, many people were so tired that they collapsed on the ground.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't run!"

"I quit, I won't go to this special forces!"

Not only these people who have collapsed on the ground, but even those who are still running are complaining.

"Are they all fucking girls? It's not enough to run like this?"

Zhou Weiguo snorted coldly: "What are you shouting? Are they all old masters? I can't bear this little bit of hardship?"

"Today you are covering your face and feeling tired. Tomorrow the common people will cry under the bayonet of the Japanese, and your comrades around you will die silently!"

As soon as Zhou Weiguo finished speaking, everyone immediately raised their spirits, as if their relatives were ravaged by the Japanese not far away.

And I must do my best to save them.

On the top of the mountain, Li Yunlong laughed with his hands behind his back: "Old Zhao, have you seen that Zhou Weiguo still has two brushes."

Zhao Gang twitched and said, "Old Li, is this okay? Why do I feel like I'm having a life-threatening life?"

Li Yunlong smiled and said, "I just want them to die. If I don't want them to die now, they will die at that time!"

"Okay, I guess someone should come in one or two minutes. Let's go and prepare!"

Zhao Gang nodded and turned around and left with Li Yunlong.
Chapter completed!