The summer morning comes very early, even if it is only five or six o'clock, the sun's brilliance has already enveloped the entire military camp, and even a hint of heat begins to appear.

What is hotter than the sun is the large playground at this time.

All the freshmen of military training from Hangzhou Jiang University, University of Electronic Science and Technology, and the two universities gathered in this playground, with a huge momentum, and it felt like all members were going to join a vigorous battle.

"Everyone has it. Turn right, take out your momentum, shout your slogans, make the entire military camp boil, pay attention to the neatness of the team during the jogging process, don't fall behind, No. 1, the No. 1 Company of the University of Electronic Science and Technology, set off!"

The company of Lishe Camp is also among them.

The first project of the seven-day competition has begun.

To be honest, this project is to bring warmth to freshmen with mixed scores. After all, military training always requires some hope to some students who are dragging their feet. As long as you persist, you will get military merit points. As for the subsequent projects, don’t think about it.

In the individual cross-country race, this is the scoring event of some athletes. Although Yang Yu can run faster, he is far inferior to those of the school track and field teams.

"It's okay, I got 45 military merit points." After reaching the finish line, Yang Yu looked at his grades and could only spread his hands. It was very average, but when he thought that there were separate rewards in Lishe Camp...

"King of Salted Fish, it depends on you whether you can make a fortune!!"

Yang Yu's eyes shone, and he put the Salted Fish King on his knees and thighs very seriously, and said seriously with his eyes facing him.

Boji, Boji, Boji...

The King of Salted Fish vomited a few bubbles, but nothing happened...

"Do you understand? Just blink if you understand."

Boji, Boji, Boji...

"Okay, I'll just think you understand. If you can't get the first place, I'll come back and braise you!"

The King of Salted Fish stared incredibly with his big crooked eyes: Meow Meow Meow?

Are you talking about human words?

Listen, the people next to you are asking for help and feed the elves. It would be fine if you don't feed them... they even want to braise me...

Yang Yu felt the shock of the Salted Fish King and patted his stomach: "I know you can definitely kill them in seconds... in the water field!"

When the King of Salted Fish heard this, he felt that it was right now. His bulging cheeks were very imposing, and his beard was raised to the back of his head.

"Come on!"

Around the city.

This is the place where all the company's water elves train, and now it has become a special venue for competitions.

The Ringcheng River is divided into three sections of roads. The first section is a straight line and the longest straight line. The speed gap between the elves is reflected here. The second section is a ring bend, passing through several mountains and forests in the military camp, which can be said to be a bit tortuous. The third section is the road back to the starting point. The end point of the Ringcheng River is the starting point, and a circle of roads determines the outcome.

"Gao Mao, are you here?" Yang Yu met his partner, "Which batch of you?"

"Our water system elves are still early to compete. Let's go and see the land first?" Hong Kun suggested, "I'm the third batch."

"Yang Yu, my fifth batch!"

"Then I'll be with you, Gao Mao, I'm the fifth batch too." Yang Yu said with a smile.

"Ah... It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!"

"Come on!" Yang Yu patted Gao Mao's belly and smiled maliciously. The movement in his hand turned into a piercing belly. "How many military merit points have you won in the cross-country race? Tell me quickly!"

"I said I said I said I said it was only 80... You three, stop and stop..." Gao Mao couldn't stand the poking of his stomach, so he quickly surrendered.

"80...I'm going through, twice as much as mine." Hong Kun gave Gao Mao a shoulder.

"8 times that of mine..." Wenren Fang Chen rubbed his eyes.

"Hehehe..." Gao Mao smiled foolishly.

"Everyone is ready to run!"

Bang!

A command gun sounded, and a huge shout came from a distance.

"Come on, come on! Come on, come on!"

"Roar, hurry up, walk in the grass, why are you still motionless when you are there?!"

"Ah, wrist power, run quickly, you can't lose to other elves, hurry up!"

...

"Damn it, Yang Yu, Gao Mao, Wenren Fang Chen, look over there, look over there, run away crazy!" Hong Kun pointed to the rising dust behind Yang Yu, as well as the sound of earth and the burning shouts over there.

"Let's go, go and have a look." Yang Yu was also very excited about this interesting game. Although he does not have elves on the land at present, he might also consider it when he sees other elves.

"Miaofrog grass, Miaofrog grass, run quickly, run faster, please run faster..."

An extremely familiar voice came from one direction.

Murong Wentao almost cried and shouted at the watching venue.

Yang Yu and the other two went up to take a look, "Oh, why are there a few elves who are falling behind here?"

A little pig lying on the ground slowly moved with his eyes closed as if he was zzzing, and a walking grass was running with short legs. The walking grass saw the elves that had already gone away jumping and shouting, as if asking them to run slower and wait for it.

Of course, the most conspicuous one is naturally this wonderful frog grass that is walking hard with dull steps. After all, there are very few elfs in the freshman year. This wonderful frog grass is running hard, but it’s a pity...

It seems to be running very slowly.

"Shit...shit...shit..." Hong Kun couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed, but unfortunately the voice inevitably appeared.

"Murong Wentao, are you in the first group?" Yang Yu showed sympathy. This competition was very unfriendly to this classmate...

"Yes!" Murong Wentao has lost his dream and doesn't want to work harder. This is the reality. It's not that the more powerful the elves have the better advantage in such a game. Can you fight an elves? Ensure that everyone here will be beaten into a pig in minutes. Look, just like this little mountain pig.

"My military merits are no more..."

Yang Yu wanted to laugh very much, but because Murong Wentao was in front of him, he could only turn his head and laugh.

"I think I can only watch the show. How are you doing? Haven't you started yet?" Murong Wentao continued to cheer for Miaofhuo for a while, ready to start eating melons, and asked Yang Yu and the other four.

"The water system is a little later."

"Where are the others?" Wenren Fang Chen and Murong Wentao's relationship was not as similar to that of him and Wenren Yunhai, and asked friendly.

"Here, there is Ouyang Qian in the preparation zone. I feel like she is going to go wild. She should be the first in the second batch..."

Yang Yu glanced at the direction he was preparing there. The fire dinosaur was ready to beat his hands, and the other elves were trembling. Then he looked at the wonderful frog grass that was still trying hard to crawl not far from the starting line...
Chapter completed!