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In the last week of military training, the instructors of each class began to count the people who participated in the assessment.

Although the selection is based on performance, it still depends on personal wishes.

Only 13 people in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine have met the requirements, which happens to meet the number requirements.

Tang Xiaoxiao and Zheng Miao both arrived and reported their names.

When Li Mu saw Gu Mang, he seemed to feel that he was a failure, so he turned and left the dormitory reluctantly.

"Goodbye instructor." Tang Xiaoxiao closed the door of the dormitory.

I went to my bed and took two packs of marshmallows and threw them to Gu Mang and Zheng Miao. He also opened a pack.

He squeezed one into his mouth, and said in a good mood: "It's finally over! Although I feel like I have learned a lot, I can punch gangsters and kick scum, but I'm really tired!"

Zheng Miao picked up the mirror and looked at his tanned face, and said desperately: "It's so dark."

Tang Xiaoxiao was optimistic hahaha, "Me too, I have never been so tanned in my life!"

Zheng Miao nodded in agreement, and said, "I have to train hard recently. I lose people in our class when I can't compete."

Tang Xiaoxiao turned to Gu Mang who was playing with the mobile phone, "Gu Mang, you will cheer for us in the audience then."

The girl said, lazily, "Okay."

Zheng Miao took over the assessment items that Li Mu had just given them.

Scanned it again, and then smiled to Gu Mang and Tang Xiao.

"It feels like a sports meeting, 400-meter hurdles, shooting, rock climbing, cable descent, and the last fight, wait a minute—"

Zheng Miao was thinking, suddenly widening his eyes, and took the paper almost to the bottom of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Tang Xiaoxiao was inexplicable.

Zheng Miao looked at the two of them and swallowed his saliva, "You may not believe it, all the competitions, the instructors of each class should participate together, and the results will be counted."

Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes widened when he heard the words, and approached Zheng Miao to see the last requirement of the match.

I screamed on the spot, "This is too cruel! If the instructor loses, wouldn't it be very shameless."

Zheng Miao took a deep breath, "We're done. We must train crazy these days."

Tang Xiaoxiao directly leaned on Gu Mang's bed, who didn't need to participate in the competition assessment, "Help--!"

Zheng Miao said with a big head: "Gu Mang should just not need to participate in the assessment, and the training is still the same as us, ah! It's too difficult!"

...

Zheng Miao was right.

On the second day of training, the instructors of each class were obviously more fierce and stricter than the previous period.

The training ground was full of whistles and roars of instructors.

All five days were high-intensity training.

Everyone had a miserable life, going back to the dormitory every day and fell asleep.

The last day of training.

Ten minutes to rest.

Tang Xiaoxiao sat on the ground, looking at the wound in his training palm that was struck by the wire yesterday, touched his finger lightly, and gasped in pain.

When Gu Mang heard the sound, he turned his face and saw some ulcerated wounds on the palm of her hand.

Zheng Miao also turned around, his eyes fell on Tang Xiaoxiao's hands, his face changed slightly, "How did you do it?"

"Just yesterday when the obstacle ran and drilled the barbed wire." Tang Xiaoxiao looked at his hand, "I accidentally fell and struck it."

"Why is it so serious?" Zheng Miao pulled her hand over.

Tang Xiaoxiao reluctantly twitched the corners of her mouth, "I thought it was okay. Who knows that I have been sweating during training, and I am now inflamed."

The weather is too hot and the wound is infected.

Gu Mang stood up, "Report!"

What did Li Muzheng say to the next class instructor? Hearing the voice, he looked over, "What's the matter?"

Gu Mang said, "Tang Xiaoxiao hurt her hand and needs to go to the infirmary."