"Sir, this Western Xinjiang is not as good as the plains. Running consumes a lot of physical energy. I think it's better to forget it." Pan Wenhua obviously thought that Zhao Shouhong was trying to show his talent and hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

Zhao Shouhong waved his hand and said: "It's okay, someone bring me a backpack." A soldier quickly brought a military backpack that had been prepared. Zhao Shouhong said: "As a soldier, it is very normal for cross-country running with heavy loads.

Situation. This time I will demonstrate to you the weight-bearing cross-country running. I will run with you with my backpack on my back, and we will start from now on."

Without waiting for Pan Wenhua to dissuade him, Zhao Shouhong was the first to jump off the review platform and ran towards the hill first. When he saw Zhao Shouhong started to run, the recruits also ran towards the hill in a chaotic manner, following behind Zhao Shouhong.

There was a burst of yelling and screaming, as if he had been beaten to death.

Pan Wenhua smiled bitterly and shook his head. This man was too pushy, but now he had no choice but to run up. Pan Wenhua was thinking about it, and planned to help him as a last resort.

As a descendant who has undergone body modification, Zhao Shouhong's physical indicators are much stronger than those of today's humans. What's more, although he is only a civilian and a soldier, he has experienced basic military training, and his body is not much worse than other soldiers.

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Zhao Shouhong did not run all the way. He adjusted his breathing and pace and kept moving forward at a constant speed. Although with his physical fitness, it would be no problem to run this distance at a sprint speed of 100 meters, but he had already said that as long as he competed

If the soldier who reaches the finish line first runs too fast, wouldn't all the new recruits be eliminated? Zhao Shouhong ran leisurely, and the biochemical guards formed a circle around Zhao Shouhong, keeping pace with him.

Move forward while carefully protecting his safety.

The Tibetan men, who have the strongest adaptability to the plateau environment, caught up first. They ran over with shouts and screams, and whistled when they passed Zhao Shouhong. It seems that these simple Tibetan men are very important to their ability to compete with the plateau environment.

He had a good impression of the great man who had shared weal and woe, and Sonam Wangdui and Dorje Tseden even greeted him in a friendly manner when they passed by.

Naturally, the group of Hualan people were not far behind. Although they were much more reserved, they all nodded in greeting when they passed by Zhao Shouhong. Pan Wenhua followed quickly. He looked at Zhao Shouhong's face, which looked normal, and he was still a little worried.

He said: "Sir, this journey is very difficult. The altitude here is high, not to mention the mountain climbing, otherwise we can just forget it."

"Forget it?" Zhao Shouhong joked: "I told a big story. Everyone who reached the finish line before me will join the army. I don't have that much money to keep them all."

"That's just a joke. Why should you take it seriously?" Pan Wenhua said.

"Jokes? There are no jokes in the army. You can remember that the army I want must be one in which the officers and soldiers are of the same mind, and must have orders and prohibitions. I asked you to come over from Admiral Ma because I am optimistic about your talents. Can you

You can't embarrass me. Besides, do you think I'm a pampered young man? You should worry about yourself. If you don't outrun me, you'll be disqualified from enlisting, which will be troublesome."

For this reason, Pan Wenhua could no longer dissuade him, so he had no choice but to follow Zhao Shouhong and run. Those men did not undergo strict military training and did not know how to conserve their physical strength. As a result, they rushed very hard in the early stage and started to wait until halfway up the mountain.

He was out of breath. However, Zhao Shouhong always maintained a constant speed. Not only did his steps remain undisturbed, but his breathing was also very steady. Pan Wenhua, who was watching from the side, secretly admired him.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Zhao Shouhong had already caught up with the exhausted recruits. He smiled and received the wooden chips with these people, and said to the group of people: "There is still the second half to run, so don't be left behind."

, remember what I said, those who fall behind me will not be qualified."

"Hurry up." Zhao Shouhong's words aroused the fighting spirit of the new recruits. They were not willing to lose their monthly salary of five silver dollars. What's more, if they lost to a pampered adult in terms of physical strength, they would lose face.

Lost all.

Going down the mountain, there was another group of bandits running wildly, but Zhao Shouhong deliberately fell behind. Pan Wenhua laughed and said: "It seems that the adults can't bear to eliminate too many people, and they deliberately fell behind." At this time, he also looked at it.

There are clues that Zhao Shouhong still has some strength left.

Zhao Shouhong smiled and said, "I can't waste my efforts, right? But if these untrained wild monkeys want to become well-disciplined soldiers, Brother Pan will have to work harder."

"My humble duty is to go all out to train a strong army for you." Pan Wenhua was obviously confident, but unfortunately he didn't know that during the actual training, even he could only be a student. Zhao Shouhong and the others still

Keeping moving forward at a constant speed, after going down the mountain, they began to slowly overtake those who were lagging behind one by one. Many people were not willing to overtake Zhao Shouhong again, but unfortunately, the physical exertion in the early stage was too great, and it was difficult to do so again.

Speeded up.

Zhao Shouhong slowly accelerated on the last section of the road because he had calculated the number of people along the way and found that the number of people was almost enough. When they returned to the review stage, there were already a lot of people lying down under the stage. These people were obviously due to fatigue.

As a result, their faces were all flushed red at this time, and everyone was panting like a dog with their tongues hanging out.

Zhao Shouhong, who returned to the review stage, was neither red nor out of breath, but there was a slight sign of sweating on his temples. Looking at the recruits below, he smiled and said: "You can't do this, your physical strength is really poor.

You are considered qualified today, but it only means that you have entered the threshold of recruits. If you want to become a qualified soldier, you still need arduous training."

Dorje Tseten got up and gasped: "We just ran too fast. We will be able to run better next time with experience."

Zhao Shouhong waved his hand and said: "Yes, you are running too fast. You cannot just sprint all the time when running. You must know how to distribute your physical strength evenly. After all, everyone's physical strength has a limit and cannot be squandered casually."

While talking, those people behind me also came back one after another. Zhao Shouhong said to the people over there: "Those who come back behind me, please leave on your own. You are not strong enough to become a real soldier."

"How is this possible? I was considered a warrior among the Tibetan soldiers. How could I not be a qualified soldier? There is something wrong with your judgment. Soldiers fight with bravery. What's the use of running fast." A very strong man.
Chapter completed!