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"Brother Dahai, I... I'm... I can't support it anymore..."

There seemed to be a pain called tearing on my arms, and it began to soak my nerves. Sweat as big as beans flowed down from my head, and the clothes on my arms were wet. I felt my fingers and my nerves were about to lose contact. My fingers seemed to compromise with the lever bit by bit. Then I heard another word that made my heart beat out from Peng Zheng's mouth next to me.

"no!"

I almost roared lowly, gritting my teeth and said to him:

"Damn, you have to support me. Did you just admit defeat like this? Could it be... Did you just admit defeat like this? I bet if you fail today, you will definitely regret it for life!"

"But……"

The little ghost's voice was filled with a strong pain, and he almost cried:

"I...I don't have the strength anymore...I feel that there are so many stars flying in front of me..."

Damn, this guy is tired and hungry, and his physical strength is running overloaded. He is really at his limit. After all, he is too young and his physiological resistance is much smaller than ours.

"Fuck, not only you are, but I am, everyone is, are you the only ones?"

I was shocked and said to him anxiously:

"Little kid, do you still remember what Corps Kuang said? If you want to fight for your own responsibilities and honors, you are not just fighting for yourself. The glory of the soldiers, the honor of the troops, the military uniforms on your body, your parents, and me! Damn, you boy ran away and let me suffer alone here. Are you still a brother? Fight... we are fighting... hold on... brother..."

"Stinky...stinky brat, hurry up... let go...hand!"

At this moment, another strange sound suddenly appeared on the other side of me, as if I had a breath in my throat. The voice actually laughed out loud and said:

"Hehe...get out...get out, I'm free in my ears!"

"I... fuck, you're not... not dead yet?"

Oh, it's really something that can bring something down. I said a lot of things, but it doesn't seem to be very effective. But when Wang Yulong called out here, Peng Zheng seemed to have resurrected the soul immediately. The boy didn't know the strength from where he even shouted loudly:

"You...you...fuck it, I...I'm just waiting for you to die and help you build a coffin and bury the tomb? How...How could I walk in front of you...I'm waiting for you to fall down and kill you...this bad blank!"

I looked sideways and was surprised to see that under the stimulation of Wang Yulong's words, Peng Zheng's hands were really as described in a nonsensical comedy movie. His fingers squeezed up towards the lever one by one. His arms trembled with pale hair and supported his body again. The kid actually took it over!

"hey-hey……"

It can be seen that Wang Yulong beside me is actually very strong. After saying the above words, he laughed dryly, and never said any extra words. Then his teeth chewed in a giggle.

"You try to lean on me as much as possible! I can still support you, let's get through it together! We will walk out together!"

Although I also felt that my arms were wailing at me, and although I also felt that if I gave up, I would be relieved, but I knew I could not. Seeing that they were both more unbearable than me, I gritted my teeth and said loudly:

"Peng Zheng, don't think you are powerless, use the method taught by 'King Qiao Yan' to pour all your strength... into your palm!"

I told myself not to fall down, we must hold on, and I revisited the strange method taught by "King Qiao Yan" again. I imagined that all the strength in my body surged into my hands, and I felt that I became stronger again. In this situation of almost self-hypnosis, I actually found that my arms seemed to be full of strength again.

I am taller than both of them. Whenever I see someone unable to support me, I will try to press my feet against their heels and try to push him up a little. These two boys are also very successful. As long as I see me doing this, I will show my gratitude to me, and then they gritted their teeth and supported me.

To be honest, even if I have both feet on my feet, I can't help them much, but what I need is to instill a spirit and an unyielding fighting will instill. Although I have no help to him, I can give them a kind of belief that I will never give up in my eyes, which is truly giving them the determination to persevere.

After all, in this situation, as Corps Kuang said, who can maintain a strong fighting spirit under such circumstances, and with the support of responsibility and honor, and brotherly comrades-like family affection, we will be invincible.

‘Pu’, ‘Pu’…

If one person falls, there will be a second person. When your will is finally conquered by your body, when you see others cannot support it, it will cause your own emotional fluctuations. At this time, as long as your consciousness slightly indulges yourself, you will be the first to become a loser.

"No...wuwuwuwuwuwu..."

Although the fallen comrades, although there was no trace of blood in their palms, they buried their faces in pain on the ground in front of them. If there was too much sweat, they immediately completely wet the ground. They hit the ground with their weak hands hard. They lost their voices in pain, like a group of injured beasts, making tragically and silent sobbing.

I felt extremely sorry for them. Although they failed, I did not look down on them at all, because I felt that they were real men. If they went to the battlefield, they would definitely be invincible warriors who could scare the enemy. Their persistent pursuit of honor and responsibility will always make me feel moved!

Twenty comrades were eliminated again, but this time they did not plead with these military police again, and none of them made a weak application like the previous group of people. They just looked at the military camp silently and then watched us leave sadly with complex eyes.
Chapter completed!