Chapter 97: Hold your hand and grow old with your son (one more)

"Dangdang." Qi Yue's statistical table lost gravity and fell to the ground.
The towel in Lin Qi's hands fell to his feet. The small body that used to run on the playground over and over again, and the small body that sweated like rain but insisted on exercising again and again. Although not the first, it defeated most of their elites.
"Ahem." Mu Xichi awkwardly picked up the towel on the ground and whispered: "I think we should strengthen our training."
Xiao Jing returned to the team, scratching her head, wondering if she would do it again, she felt that she had just reserved something.
"I think it is necessary to test it again. It may be that there is something wrong with the stopwatch." Qi Yue suggested.
Shen Shengfeng took his statistics table silently, and wrote down the final score of Xiao Jing directly.
He said: "This is just daily training. It doesn't need to be true, and it doesn't need to be first. Then, 30 kilometers and 30 kilograms of off-road."
When Xiao Jing was carrying her backpack, she felt that she had been crippled. He obviously had one meter eight, but now it is estimated to be only one meter six.
"This is a daily training program for the members of the Iron Eagles team. It is indeed a lot harder than the 20 kilos you had during your internship, but in two days you will adapt." Jiang Xin patted Xiao Jing with a smile. Shoulder.
As soon as Xiao Jing's body collapsed, she almost planted a dog to eat shit, and she stared with regret and almost crushed her hands.
"Can Lieutenant Xiao persist?" Lin Qi ran beside him, seeing the marble-like sweat on his forehead, opened the kettle and handed it forward.
Xiao Jing shook her head, "I can hold on."
Everyone had already entered the woods in a blink of an eye, and climbed up the hill around the path.
Xiao Jing stopped, unbelievably watching the towering mountain range in front of her eyes, and visually inspecting this mountain at least 300 meters above sea level!
"What are you doing?" Shen Shengfeng stopped behind Xiao Jing riding a single motorcycle.
Xiao Jing looked at his mount in amazement and smiled bitterly: "Should the captain lead by example?"
"Injured, it is not suitable to lead by example." In other words, Shen Shengfeng just drove his motorcycle up the mountain with the exhaust of a car.
Xiao Jing waved her arm, "I'm also the wounded." Although the wound has healed, it can be considered a wounded.
auzw.com She is the only one in the forest.
"You've fallen behind a lot. If you can't get back before noon, you're afraid you won't even have a meal." Shen Shengfeng leaned on the motorcycle and seemed to have waited for a long time.
Xiao Jing sat on the ground with her hips, and she is expected to be the first person in the Iron Eagle special team history to have just announced her job and was repatriated.
Shen Shengfeng unscrewed the water bottle and handed it to him, "It's really difficult for you recruits to train like this, but this is a daily task of the special team. Didn't you say that you can make up for yourself with diligence, now that you feel weak?
Xiao Jing sipped the water in a big mouth. After replenishing the water, she closed the kettle and stood up again. She had a firm look. "Well, I'm powerless, Captain, take me for a ride."
"" Sheng Shengfeng sat back on the motorcycle and was ready to leave.
Xiao Jing jumped over, hugged him directly, and arched his nose. "Captain."
"Let it go!" Shen Shengfeng accentuated.
Xiao Jing was holding him more and more, "Captain."
Shen Shengfeng took off his gloves and prepared to scare off the opponent with his bullying skills.
He touched his hand.
Touched and touched.
The picture was still, as if a crow fluttered over their heads.
"Captain, you have something to say, how bad it is to be seen by your feet." Xiao Jing blinked and said it seriously.
Shen Shengfeng frowned slightly, only to remember that he was immune to himself.
Xiao Jing grinned and revealed her big white teeth. She said, "Captain, I'm ready to go."
Shen Shengfeng twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle rang loudly, and then went away, bumping Xiao Jing directly.
Xiao Jing fell heavily on the ground, covering her body that had almost fallen apart, watching the ray of white smoke left in the woods, and once again became angry with a puffer fish.
"What about good comrade-in-arms friendship? What about good things? We do n’t give up? What about good things? Do n’t give up? What about good things?