You've already received a first-class merit award, why are you pretending to be a new recruit a

The last mile.

The two new recruits in the front row of the second squad had been holding their breath the whole way, and as soon as the finish line appeared, they let go of their feet.

Chen Fei took two steps after chasing from the outside, then his face darkened.

"Second squad, fall back!"

A voice in the front row, panting, replied, "Squad leader, we can still go!"

Chen Fei couldn't control his anger.

"Who are you trying to fool? The last place is still behind us!"

Sun Ming couldn't hold on any longer.

For the first three kilometers, he relied on his brain, reciting one set of mantras after another. But when he actually reached the last kilometer, his legs were completely out of control.

Run two steps, drag half a step.

After running two more steps, I bent over and almost started walking.

Chen Fei moved closer to him.

"Sun Ming, run!"

Sun Ming felt a tightness in his chest and could barely speak.

"Squad leader... I really... really want to run away..."

"Thinking won't help, lift your foot!"

"My feet disagree!"

"Then let it talk less nonsense!"

Sun Ming gritted his teeth and pushed forward.

After holding up for about ten steps, the new recruit behind him also slowed down.

The front row of Class 2 ran further and further away, the middle row was blocked by Sun Ming, and the back row was held back by the last person.

The team was split into three sections.

Chen Fei saw that the people in the front row were still rushing, and their voices were hoarse.

"Front row, stop moving, retraction!"

Slow down in the front row.

But it was too late.

They'll have to slow down and close the gap they just created. Those in the back will need the strength to catch up.

The rules are there.

No matter how fast an individual runs, if the last person is left behind, the class's overall score will still drop.

Sun Ming adjusted his backpack strap, his voice trembling.

"Class monitor... I don't know how to do this question."

Chen Fei didn't curse this time.

He glanced back at his side and rear.

Class 1 is still approaching.

Unhappy.

But it didn't break.

Chen Fei gritted his teeth.

"Class Two, everyone run at the pace of the last place! Anyone who tries to run ahead again will have to write a 3,000-word essay!"

Sun Ming almost burst into tears.

"Squad leader, three thousand words is even tougher than five kilometers."

"You still have the energy to talk nonsense?"

"I'm exhausted, my mouth just started moving on its own."

On the other side, the third shift also made it to the last kilometer.

Li Qiang had already retreated to the side and rear of the formation.

He used to look down on this position.

He only feels good when he's running ahead, and he only feels at ease when everyone else is chasing behind.

But now, he stepped closer to Zhou Yong, and even his breathing slowed down.

Zhou Yong's face turned bright red, and the backpack strap was rubbing against his neck.

"Qiang...Brother Qiang, I can't take it anymore."

"Don't call me 'brother,' it'll save you the trouble."

Li Qiang pointed to his feet.

"Don't step too far, or you'll step on my footprints."

"I can't lift my leg."

"Then keep dragging it along, don't stop."

Zhou Yong gritted his teeth and followed for a few more steps.

Zhao Hai ran on the outside, without praising, only glancing at Li Qiang's position.

Li Qiang couldn't help but speak up.

"Squad leader, am I slowing down Class Three by doing this?"

Zhao Hai only replied with four words.

"See for yourself."

Li Qiang turned around.

The third shift moved slowly in the back row, but didn't disperse any further.

Zhou Yong didn't stop either.

Li Qiang swallowed his words.

"Zhou Yong, press the shoulder strap down another half finger."

Zhou Yong, panting, did as instructed.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Okay... I feel better."

"Then let's go together."

Li Qiang didn't look any further ahead.

He can still snatch individual rankings.

But what Class Three is lacking right now is not someone who can rush out.

He disagreed with this before, but now he has seen it with his own eyes.

Class 1 started from the outside and joined Class 2 at the end.

Wang Dashan's voice was louder than his footsteps.

"Class 1, last kilometer, no rushing!"

Chen Jingxing was about to go crazy from holding it in.

The second class ahead was already in chaos, and Sun Ming was almost gone. Normally, he would have already made a sarcastic remark, but today he swallowed it back.

He glanced at Liu Hai.

Liu Hai's face turned pale, and his right foot landed harder and harder, each step feeling like a slam.

Xiao Longteng was half a step to his side.

The positioning was very precise.

Don't block the way, and don't let others squeeze in.

"ankle."

His bangs were disheveled from breathing.

"4...4.9".

Wang Dashan immediately roared, "Report again!"

Liu Hai gritted his teeth.

"4.9, not numb, controllable!"

"Refund if it reaches five points!"

"yes!"

Xiao Longteng continued.

"breathe."

Liu Hai opened his mouth, but the air he inhaled was interrupted for a moment.

"It's a mess."

"Look at the road signs ahead."

"I can't see clearly."

"Look at Li Lei's backpack."

When Li Lei heard his name called, his shoulders tensed, and the small red flag on the side of his backpack was still waving.

Xiao Longteng continued to slow down the pace.

"Left."

Follow up with your bangs.

"right."

Another step.

"suck."

Liu Hai inhales.

"vomit."

He exhaled and stopped leaning to the side.

Chen Jingxing listened in the middle section, his voice hoarse.

"Bangs, stay here, don't fall down."

Wang Dashan immediately stepped in to support him.

"Who told you to be so emotional? Give me the location!"

Chen Jingxing quickly spoke up.

"You can follow the middle section!"

"The kettle isn't shaking!"

"The backpack didn't come apart!"

"Straighten your bangs to your toes!"

This time, Wang Dashan didn't scold him.

Li Lei stopped in front, taking a half-beat's pace.

Zhang Qiang also accepted it.

The first few people in the class could have made it.

But no one rushed it.

The formation gradually moved closer to Liu Hai.

It's not about surrounding him.

The idea is to keep him in the team.

Xiao Longteng glanced at the spacing.

"Li Lei, lower the control by half a step."

"Yes."

"Chen Jingxing, half a step out from the middle."

"receive."

"Zhang Qiang, don't stick on your bangs."

"Yes."

Wang Dashan figured out what they were up to and decided to set the rules first.

"Listen up, everyone! Anyone who dares to help him, anyone who dares to carry his gear, will have their score reset to zero!"

Chen Jingxing's voice trembled with anxiety.

"Squad leader, what if he really collapses?"

Wang Dashan enunciated each word clearly.

"If it's spilled, handle it according to the rules. Nobody should try to break the rules with good intentions!"

Chen Jingxing remained silent.

Xiao Longteng only added one sentence.

"He didn't fall."

Liu Hai's throat tightened when he heard those three words.

He tried to nod, but as soon as he moved his head, his breathing became erratic.

Xiao Longteng immediately suppressed it.

"Don't nod, run."

"Yes."

Ahead, Class Two finally finished their work.

But once it was pulled back, the speed could no longer be increased.

Sun Ming would drag his feet every two steps he took.

Chen Fei was pressing down on him from the side.

"Don't go."

"I didn't walk... I was jogging."

"That's called moving."

"Squad leader, give me some face."

"I'm giving you face at the finish line."

Hearing footsteps behind him, Sun Ming turned his head and glanced over.

A group of students came from the outer lane.

He wanted to be sarcastic, but lacked the energy, and only managed to squeeze out half a sentence.

"Chen Jingxing... your red flag... it's waving quite a bit..."

Chen Jingxing was also panting, but he could still use his mouth.

"Where's your perfect score paper? Take it out and use it to fan yourself."

Wang Dashan shouted loudly.

"Chen Jingxing!"

Chen Jingxing immediately changed his tune.

"Report: I encourage my fellow classes to integrate theory with practice!"

Sun Ming almost laughed himself silly, and his legs went weak.

Chen Fei immediately blocked his path from the outside, without touching his body.

"Watch where you're going!"

Sun Ming quickly corrected himself.

Class 1 overtook the tail end of Class 2 without accelerating.

Li Lei led the way with the red flag, Chen Jingxing held the line in the middle, and Liu Hai followed closely at the back.

Chen Fei watched them go by, his face grim, but he didn't say anything to stop them.

There's nothing wrong with how they led the class.

No one helped.

Nobody's carrying it.

Nobody is pushing it.

Everyone step down half a step to make room for the last person.

The two soldiers in the front of the second squad still have better individual scores, but in the overall team evaluation, they are already locked in for last place.

Sun Ming understood as well, and managed to squeeze out a sentence while panting.

"Class monitor...did we lose because of the back row?"

Chen Fei stared at the back of Class One.

"We lost because we didn't treat the back row as a result."

Sun Ming fell silent.

The last 500 meters.

Shouts could already be heard from the finish line.

Lei Zhan stood next to the timing point, never putting down the stopwatch.

Zhou Zhengguo was holding Liu Hai's notebook.

The medic had already taken two steps toward the edge of the track, with the first aid kit dangling at his side.

"Liu Hai's right foot was barely supporting him."

Zhou Zhengguo said in a low voice, "He's still reporting."

Lei Zhan stared at Class One.

"Watch the last two hundred meters."

The last 400 meters.

The counting sound from Liu Hai began to stop.

"one two three……"

Xiao Longteng was placed on the side.

"Stop counting, listen to me."

Liu Hai felt a tightness in his throat.

"Yes."

"Look at the red flag."

Bangs tilted back.

The little red flag on Li Lei's backpack was still waving.

"Left."

"right."

"suck."

"vomit."

"Feet landed close."

"Don't steal it."

Each sentence is short.

All you need to do for your bangs is follow the instructions.

Chen Jingxing wanted to turn back, but was afraid of being scolded, so he could only glance at it out of the corner of his eye.

"Brother Xiao, how's your bangs?"

Xiao Longteng didn't look at him.

"Report the location."

Chen Jingxing immediately shouted.

"You can still follow the middle section!"

"Half a step between front and back!"

"My bangs didn't fall out!"

Wang Dashan's voice was already hoarse.

"Class One, the last 300 meters!"

"Anyone who dares to leave, I'll practice with you until lights out when we get back!"

No one replied.

Only footsteps remain.

The sign for the last 200 meters appeared.

Liu Hai's body suddenly veered to the right.

Chen Jingxing raised his hand.

"Don't touch it!"

Xiao Longteng spoke very quickly.

Chen Jingxing's hand froze in mid-air.

Liu Hai pulled his foot back himself, and when his right foot landed, his knee bent and he almost knelt down.

Wang Dashan roared, "Liu Hai, report!"

Liu Hai opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound at first.

Xiao Longteng cut to the side of the path that had deviated from his, but instead of reaching out, he simply blocked that path.

"ankle."

He spoke the words through his bangs.

"five……"

The medic had already taken half a step forward.

Wang Dashan's expression changed.

Xiao Longteng then asked, "Does it feel numb?"

"It's not numb!"

"Can it be stepped on?"

"able!"

"Feeling soft?"

"It's...it's not soft!"

Wang Dashan immediately took over.

"Five points, continue observation! If it worsens, immediately withdraw!"

Liu Hai's voice was terribly hoarse.

"yes!"

Chen Jingxing's jaw snapped shut.

"Liu Hai, only two hundred meters left."

Wang Dashan didn't scold him.

Li Lei slowed down by half a beat.

The first row of students followed suit.

Chen Jingxing and Zhang Qiang moved to the sides, leaving the middle route to Liu Hai.

Nobody touched him.

No one ran for him.

But the team of eleven managed to compress the last stretch of road into a single unit.

The observation area was quiet for a few seconds.

A class monitor next to him whispered something.

"This class is pretty good."

Lei Zhan didn't respond, only staring at Xiao Longteng's position.

That's the back position.

It was also the most uncomfortable seat in the whole class.

He can rush out at any time and boost his personal performance.

But he didn't.

The last 100 meters.

Sun Ming was panting heavily in the back, his eyes almost rolling back in his head.

"Squad leader...aren't they going to charge yet?"

Chen Fei let out a breath.

"I'm not washing it."

Why?

"They want the whole class to go together."

Sun Ming paused for half a second, then stopped joking.

On the third class's side, Li Qiang, holding his backpack strap, growled at Zhou Yong.

"See that? Don't stop for the last 100 meters!"

Zhou Yong could only nod.

Zhao Hai, who was on the outside, finally spoke.

"Li Qiang, stop just shouting, bring it!"

Li Qiang immediately stepped forward.

"Zhou Yong, look at my feet!"

The last fifty meters.

Liu Hai swayed to the right again.

This time it was even more dangerous.

With his right foot landing, his body shot straight outwards.

Chen Jingxing couldn't help but call out, "Brother Xiao!"

Xiao Longteng took half a step outward, stopping the direction in which Liu Hai was leaning outward.

He still didn't reach out.

Liu Hai's shoulder almost brushed past him, forcing him to return to the formation.

"Look at the red flag."

Xiao Longteng's voice reached his ears.

He managed to squeeze out a single word.

"look."

"Left."

"right."

"suck."

"vomit."

The finish line is getting closer and closer.

Li Lei held the red flag down and did not cross the finish line early.

Chen Jingxing steadied himself in the middle section, biting his lips until they turned white.

Wang Dashan followed on the outside, his arms taut, but he still didn't give the order to take over Liu Hai's gear.

Lei Zhan raised his stopwatch.

The timekeeper bent down, staring at the finish line.

The last ten meters.

Liu Hai's steps completely faltered.

Xiao Longteng didn't manage to get to the front; he simply positioned himself so that Liu Hai could hear him.

"Follow my foot."

"Left."

"right."

"Left."

"right."

The last three meters.

Liu Hai lifted his right foot and paused briefly.

Chen Jingxing's voice cracked.

"Bangs!"

The next moment, two meters before the finish line, Liu Hai's shoes fell down.

The formation of eleven students in the class remained unbroken.