"Chang Ning... you... run slower!"
Xiaozhuang felt that his feet were almost off the ground now, and he was basically hanging on Chang Ning's body.
Originally, he was unwilling to cause trouble to Chang Ning, but Chang Ning was stunned and took him away directly.
"Why be slow! No matter how slow we are, we will all fall behind."
Upon hearing this, Xiaozhuang thought Chang Ning was farting. He was taken care of by Chang Ning all the way. Although his physical strength has not recovered, he still has the strength to speak.
Chang Ning was running at such a speed that he didn't even count how many people he had passed. He was about to be eliminated. He was tired but not blind.
He didn't understand why Chang Ning was in such a hurry since the high school team had no set time.
"Chang Ning, I feel that I have almost recovered." Xiaozhuang said.
"OK."
Chang Ning didn't waste any time, left Xiaozhuang on the side of the road and ran away alone. He is not the protagonist of the Holy Virgin. Since Xiaozhuang asked so, he was happy and relaxed.
Speeding down the mountain all the way, when Chang Ning reached the foot of the mountain, he found that he was alone here.
"Looks like I'm the first to arrive."
Arriving at the table filled with gun parts, Chang Ning took a few deep breaths to relax his tense body.
"Not bad, not bad. He is indeed the fastest man in the selection training camp."
Miao Lang, who was standing opposite Chang Ning, said maliciously.
"Miao Lang, there's something in your words. If you envy me for having better physical fitness than you, just say it. Why are you being so sour?"
Chang Ning was not polite and responded positively to Miao Lang's joke. He would not tolerate it just because he was an instructor.
Isn't it just being punished? He has been punished less often since entering the training camp?
"Rookie, hurry up and assemble these gun parts on the table. Friendly reminder: Rookies who have not assembled them will be eliminated."
The speaker was Bing Ranfeng of the Tujia people, codenamed Coyote.
"Oh, I understand, that means if I assemble all the parts on the table, everyone else will be eliminated, right?"
When Coyote and Miao Lang heard Chang Ning's words, their expressions changed greatly. Chang Ning's idea was very selfish. If he really did this, all the rookies behind him would be eliminated.
So in the end of this selection training, only Chang Ning will be selected into the Wolf Fang.
"Yes, as long as you can assemble them all before others arrive, you can eliminate everyone."
Miao Lang confirmed Chang Ning's idea, and at the same time, his tone on the word "all" was very serious.
"Oh, got it."
After saying that, Chang Ning stood calmly in front of the table and observed the gun parts on the table.
These parts include Type 95, Type 81, 54 pistol and even foreign firearms such as AK-47. All the parts are mixed together.
'Hopefully he chooses to do the right thing. '
Coyote looked at Chang Ning who was observing the parts. He didn't want Chang Ning to realize his ideas.
After observing the distribution of parts, Chang Ning quickly analyzed and built relevant firearm models in his mind, and classified the parts.
This is not an ability brought to him by the system, but Chang Ning's body in this world. Otherwise, why would he graduate from Yanjing early at the age of 18?
After completing the preparations, Chang Ning quickly started to assemble the firearm. The first gun he loaded was the Type 95 assault rifle, which is the gun he is most familiar with.
Seeing that Chang Ning didn't stop after assembling the first one, Coyote and Miaolang's expressions suddenly turned a lot darker.
Like the high school team, they are optimistic about Chang Ning and are ready to partner with Chang Ning in the future.
As a result, Chang Ning blatantly showed his selfish side in front of them. It was as uncomfortable as taking a perfect work of art home and finding that it had irreparable flaws.
Type 85 sniper rifle, 54 pistol, 81 bar and other firearms were rapidly taking shape in Chang Ning's hands, and the faces of the two instructors finally became ugly after Chang Ning assembled the last firearm.
"Two instructors, I've finished assembling it."
Chang Ning ignored the instructor's expression and said with a smile, as if to say: Look, I have assembled everything.
Miao Lang said bitterly: "Yes, we have seen you finish assembling it."
Coyote said indifferently: "At the same time, you, the rookie, have also been eliminated."
"Elimination? Why do you say that? It's not the case. The rule you mentioned is that after assembling the firearms, the comrades who have not assembled the firearms will be eliminated.
Now that I have assembled all the firearms under your witness, I will just dismantle them all, so that the comrades behind me can also assemble the parts. "
Chang Ning stood in front of the table and talked to the two special operations team members whose faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot.
After hearing Chang Ning's explanation, Coyote and Miaolang both looked dumbfounded.
Chang Ning is still the same Chang Ning and will never stop causing trouble.
People are still doing things within the rules, so you have no reason to punish them.
"I know, you dismantle all the firearms and stand behind us." Miao Lang said.
"yes!"
It is always more difficult to create something than to destroy it. Chang Ning's hands were like butterflies flying among the flowers. The firearms were dismantled into parts with a few clicks under his flexible hands.
The second one to arrive was Xiaozhuang. He didn't jump as much as Chang Ning. He stood in front of the table and bent over tiredly, panting heavily. He grabbed the parts and started assembling them.
One after another, comrades came to the foot of the mountain, Lao Pao, Xi Wa, Qiang Zi, Xiao Geng...
When there were only two gun parts left on the table, Ostrich and the hygienist ran over cursing.
"Damn hygienist, can you stay away from me? And don't pull me, I can't run anymore."
The military uniform on Ostrich's body was loose and the buckle was untied at some point, revealing the white and tender skin underneath.
"Hey, Ostrich, if I stay away from you, who will fix your brain that was caught in the door?"
The hygienist said with his signature smile.
"I would rather die to seek treatment from you!"
"Hey, you admit that your brain was caught in the door?"
"Damn hygienist..."
Both of them ran to the table and didn't stop. Miao Lang, who had been put off by Chang Ning before, now couldn't stand these two guys.
He yelled at the two people: "Tell me, do you two want to quit?"
"Report, don't want to!"
It was Ostrich who spoke, and the hygienist suppressed his smile and remained silent.
"Since you don't want to quit, assemble the firearm for me!"
"yes!"
All the people who came later were eliminated. The high school team walked to the front of the queue with a cold face and scanned everyone present with sharp eyes.
'Well, someone is going to be unlucky again. '
Seeing the expressions of the high school team, Chang Ning was so familiar. Every time the high school team picked on him, he always had a stern look on his face, and when the high school team got angry, he would add a frown to it.
Seeing that there was a soldier in the queue who looked timid in front of him, the high school team strode up behind the soldier and slapped him on his backpack.
It was empty, there was no weight in the backpack.
"Get out!"
The soldier lowered his head and walked away with shame and regret...
