The instructors really want to remind Zhang Shidong that you have been watering for a long time, don’t be dazed. If you continue to dazed, these people will be finished. It’s such a cold day and such heavy snow. Even the iron man can’t stand it. These are all treasures of the country in front of you.

"Instructor, okay, something really happens if you go on."

"Instructor, it's really not possible. The weather is too cold and the clothes are frozen."

Zhang Shidong seemed to wake up suddenly, completely forgot about this matter, closed the spray pipe, and waved his hands at the hundreds of people who were already shaking: "The small playground here and the large playground inside are all snowy, and no one cleans it. You can run away, when will the snow be cut off, and when will it stop? Hurry up, why are you standing there, run away!"

Yin took the lead and started running, followed by the iceberg and Binghai and Hu Yuer beside him. They gritted their teeth, endured the cold, twisted their bodies and made the frozen parts on their clothes break quickly, so that the dry and hard clothes would affect their subsequent movements.

Xue Lin and the three around him also followed, and then Tongtong and Yan Xiaoer, who was frozen and still chewing bubble gum, were also hanged Niu Yongshou, who was shouting me to fuck a DJ, also followed. The big hands that had already appeared in the training base moved, and the team started to move. The team ran wildly, using movements to drive away the air conditioner on their bodies, and soon opened up a path. The water under their feet and body shook to the ground, forming snow holes one by one. After a long time of freezing, the small amount of people accumulated, and became a mixture of ice, water and snow, gradually spreading to both sides. In conjunction with the ice and snow mixture that was trampled by the footsteps, it could also clean up the mixture.

"Don't you think it's boring? Let's see how much ability you have at night and give you a chance to prove that you really don't need to stay here. I'll let you leave, raise your head and walk out from here, and become the heroes here. But I'm afraid, you can't conquer a small urban area training ground?"

No one noticed that Zhang Shidong, who drove to the passage between the small playground where the assembly queue and the large playground for training, sat on the roof of the car again. Others were running and sweating to resist the increasing wind and snow, while he was sitting there, sitting on the increasingly cold roof of the car, facing the cold wind and snow.

Ten minutes, half an hour, one hour...

People outside were eating, drinking ginger soup and taking medicine. There was a special armed police medical team for logistics support. They were not watered for a long time and quickly came to the rescue. They put on military cotton coats, changed into military cotton shoes, walked out, and looked at the door leading to the training ground with a little unwillingness. Thinking of living inside for more than half a month, they unconsciously stepped to the front of the gate and wanted to go in and take a look, but the instructor inside inserted the temporary latch. The cold collision sound hit everyone's heart, and it no longer belonged to them.

"Hmph, what's so great."

"I don't want to go in, so I don't want to go in."

"It's a waste of time here. It's no different from being a guard outside. I don't believe what else they can do."

"That's right, where can't you practice such training? Here is the wind and snow?"

A buzzing discussion sounded, and the instructors held their hands behind their backs, listening to the discussion in their ears, but this thought arose in their hearts: Since they don’t care, why are they still standing here to watch?

I kept running, and when the ice and snow turned into drops and threw them on the ground, a faint sweat began to seep out of my body. The feeling of feeling extremely uncomfortable before began to be replaced by the fatigue that emerged. After an hour of running, the ground was extremely slippery, and it was covered with a mixture of ice, water and snow. Every step would stomp on it, and it would splash the mixture of ice, water and snow.

Some people started to learn bad things, started to run constantly, rub and run forward with their toes, and immediately brought up a large area of ​​water flowing in the square, flowing into the shallow ditch next to it.

The wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the sunshine came out. The cheers of the eliminated soldiers sounded outside the training ground. The snow on the ground had not been cleaned up, but Zhang Shidong had already driven out of it.

"Hi, take it, this is ginger soup, drink it."

Some people outside kept throwing military kettles inside, all of whom had suffered hardships inside. There was still some time before lunch. In the simulated urban warehouse where the temperature was only minus ten degrees below zero, it would be strange if the cold and cold were not sick. Everyone was looking forward to the counterattack at night, waiting to hit the rogue in the face, and said that everyone was incompetent, so they would let you see what urban street fighting was at night.

The instructors pretended not to see it, and allowed the people outside to throw the ginger soup into the training ground, which relieved the urgent needs of the people inside.

Zhang Shidong parked his car on the side of the road a few hundred meters away from the training base and answered the phone that had ringed many times.

"Brother Dong, my dearest, you are finally willing to answer my phone. Oh, baby, come, kiss me." An extremely fierce voice came from the phone, and Zhang Shidong started to squirt: "I'll go, your uncle, don't talk to me like this. You are a pure sting man and a glutton, or you will be sent to Africa next time."

"Okay, I don't like attacking recently, so I just happened to try the big black guys."

puff!

Zhang Shidong directly stuck his phone near the speaker, drove the music in the car to the loudest, and a wild DJ music sounded, then lit a cigarette casually, started the car, glanced at the snow on the road through the car window, pressed it, and spat fiercely in a certain direction.

In the snow, a white figure was like snow. It was beyond ten meters away. Ordinary people could not find it at all. They were rushing on the snow. Weird marks could be seen faintly where they passed. They were not footprints or heavy objects. It was like a piece of glass being thrown out against the snow surface, forming a non-smooth and rough cross-section. When the wind blew, the mark disappeared.

Until the car reached the edge of the dense buildings in the city, Zhang Shidong stopped the car, lit a cigarette, opened the window, and continued to let the cold wind blow in. It took him a long time to feel that he had been fighting for more than ten days in the snowstorm in the far north. If he had not practiced the nameless martial arts, he would not know whether he could return to the city. Those comrades who once fought side by side were still fighting to this day. They could no longer leave the battlefield. The sound of the smoke of war had replaced the hustle and bustle of the city. The deserted ice and snow in the jungle and mountainous areas had replaced the city's lights and wine. In the eyes of many people, they were perverts, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, who had unacceptable problems and a perverted mentality of not following the rules.

Lucky? You should cherish your current life.

The car door opened, and a figure penetrated into the car, and took off the white fluffy cloak outside in the back seat: "Dear Brother Dong, long time no see."

A very typical image of a man who snatched his feet appeared, which was no different from that of Lai Han who was wearing a cigarette on the street and wearing flip-flops and shorts. His hair was messy, his face was sparse and hard, his eyes were black and blue, his ordinary height and figure, he was in his early thirties, and his voice was manly, but you could not overlap with his image in any case.

This is his pervert. He uses behaviors that are different from ordinary people and difficult for ordinary people to understand. The stronger the war god, the more fear he is, the more fear he is. When fear returns to the city, fear appears in a crowded place. Seeing that everyone is not observing the other person's beauty or handsomeness, but observing whether the other person is threatening and whether he has combat ability, so as to judge how he should deal with it.

"Thank you for your hard work this time." Zhang Shidong was about to throw the cigarette into the back seat, took off the camouflaged man outside and squeezed it to the passenger seat, lit a cigarette: "Brother Dong, if I don't come back, I will forget what the city looks like."

From the feet of the man who was picking his feet, a pair of special steel plates were removed, which formed the special marks on the snow.

The man in his early thirties stinged his feet, after Zhang Shidong stretched out his hand to ravage his hair, a faint tears appeared in his eyes. He looked at the gradually bustling neighborhoods outside the car window, and looked at the women who could still wear very pretty in winter and men who were also pursuing handsome cold. The bright colors and various beautiful clothes, down jackets that made the colors of winter brightly, and then looked at the high imitation training uniforms that blurred any national characteristics on their bodies. A faint inferiority flowed in his heart, subconsciously shrank his body, protected himself, and isolated from this prosperous city.
Chapter completed!