Chapter 393

From morning till now, it's nine o'clock in the evening now. She has been doing high-intensity training all day. As a result, she just ate a little porridge at noon.

What kind of training is this? It's abuse!

Chi Su didn't say she was hungry. As soon as she said she was hungry, Hua Lin Zheng went to touch her flat stomach after wiping the sweat on her forehead.

Take another look at the time. At nine o'clock in the evening, they came back to the training camp at five o'clock in the afternoon, and then Yue Xiongfei ran. They had been running for four hours without stopping for a moment, and they were still driven to run fast.

"I'm also hungry..." in the hunger, Hua Linzheng involuntarily stretched out her tongue and licked her lips. She seemed to see a big pot of delicious chicken legs.

"... can you stop saying you're hungry? The more I say, the more hungry I am. " Ling Qing holds his stomach in one hand, and his feet dare not stop running. He shrivels his mouth and pulls a face.

On the first day, President Kerry said that after the training started, they could only have one meal a day. At the beginning, Ling Qing didn't care about it. She had one meal at a time, but she had three meals at a time.

But when it comes to eating, Ling Qing finds out how naive he was.

Where are they eating!

Porridge is also too low-grade porridge, it is simply a few grains of rice and water, OK!

And it's not enough porridge water. Let alone three meals at a time, she can't eat enough at a time.

"Don't talk. You don't know how long it will take. It's better to keep your strength."

Zongfan looked at the students who were running faster and faster in front of him, and suddenly felt that they were going to run from dark to dawn. In order to protect his stomach from being stimulated, he had to comfort the hungry hualinzheng three.

For Zong fan, he is not only hungry, but also thirsty. I don't know if he wants to train his ability to endure hunger and thirst. They can only eat porridge once a day, and they are never allowed to drink water during training.

This is just the first day. Thinking of the countless days and nights after that, Zongfan has a feeling of darkness and no export.

Xu Shi, a group of dozens of swimmers, got three hours' rest in the afternoon.

Their physical strength is obviously better than that of the students who have been training in the training ground. Most of the students who run in the front are those who have had a rest in the afternoon.

President Kerry knew that the students who were training for diving in the afternoon had got enough rest, but he added an hour to the nine o'clock training of yuexiongfei.

Around in the jungle, Hua Lin Zheng's sense of direction had been confused. At about 9:40, she heard the roar from the rear of instructor Neil

"Speed up, the last ten students who return to the training camp will be punished more severely!"

When the words "back to training camp" came into her ears, Hua Linzheng's eyes lit up, and her broken leg suddenly became energetic.

They are not far away from the training camp.

"Speed! Speed! If you don't want to run for another five hours, run faster for me! "

With the roar of instructor Neil behind him, Zhao Jinkun, who is running in front of the six hualinzheng players, also runs out of the queue and runs side by side with them, constantly urging them to speed up.

"What? Five more hours! "

If there is an instructor Neil, he will punish the last ten students first. When Chi Su hears Zhao Jinkun's running for another five hours.

She then thought that if she was unfortunately reduced to the last ten, and ran at a high speed for another five hours, she would immediately have the heart to die.

Chi Su immediately looked back at the situation behind him. Why are there so few people behind him? Haven't they been running very fast all the time? When have they been overtaken so many.

"What are you looking at? There's no one in the back. You're the tenth! Run Zhao Jinkun see Chi Su back to see the situation behind, immediately a pat on the back of her head, her head to pat right.

The good don't learn, but the bad.

Even if he didn't look forward, he dared to compare with the people behind him. Zhao Jinkun really wanted to kick Chi su.

"Well --"

Chi Su felt a pain in the back of his head and wanted to say, "Lao Zhao, take it easy."

Looking at Zhao Jinkun's iron black look in the dark, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he did not dare to shut up.

"Come on! Run faster

Compared with the roar of instructor Neil behind him, Zhao Jinkun's clapping or kicking from time to time seems to be more effective for them.

The body in motion should be able to forget the pain and discomfort. In the body soaked with sweat, Hua Linzheng still feels the pain.

There are only heavy and weak legs after running for a long time, and the chest that can't control the sharp ups and downs, and heavy breathing.

Being chased by Zhao Jinkun like a fair, the Chinese team members, who were not too backward, went over one student after another like a pulley.

"Ah - the legs are going to be broken!" When Hua Linzheng and others saw that the brightly lit training camp was nearly 100 meters away, Ling Qing clenched his fists, closed his eyes, yelled and rushed forward with all his strength.

As soon as Ling Qing accelerates, Hua Linzheng also accelerates. However, compared with the European and American students who are big and muscular, the Chinese students are obviously at a loss in the running direction.

When Hua Linzheng and others rushed back to the training ground, although they were not the last ten, they were far from the first group of students.

Among 120 students, the ranking of Chinese players is only about 50 or 60, and the result is very good.

"My God... I'm dead..." as soon as Ling Qing rushed past President Kerry, who represented the finish line, she turned her direction and fell to one side of the corner.

Even in the past, when they were in the yuexiong flying army of chahu special forces, they were advancing at an average speed. Almost every minute of training like this took Ling Qing's life.

Hua Lin Zheng didn't want to fall on the ground, but she fell on the ground with her feet soft after Ling Qing fell, and then she turned over and straightened out.

Almost all the students fell to the ground when they ran back to the training camp.

Zhao Jinkun, with his knees in his hands, half bent over to look at the six hualinzheng players leaning to one side. He opened his mouth and gasped.

From the forehead and cheek out of a sweat, gathered into a sweat stream, winding chin, drip drip drip into the soil.

Hua Lin Zheng opened her eyes slightly and looked up at the sky. When she squinted, she saw Zhao Jinkun's dark eyes, which were as bright as the stars in the sky.

As she looks down and up, Hua Linzheng looks at Zhao Jinkun, who is sweating heavily. Suddenly, she feels that Zhao Jinkun, who is carrying the light under the curtain of night, is extremely sexy and dangerous.