Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

The sharp stone slashed across the calf, and the sharp pain caused Cheng Yiluo's brain to appear blank for a short time.

"Think clearly! What's wrong!"

The gritted teeth questioned, one after another, it slammed into the depths of the soul.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

"I see, ah..." Cheng Yiluo screamed even more embarrassed as her calf hit the tree trunk, "I know, I know where I went wrong... I know, I really know."

"What's wrong!"

"The fault lies in the unorganized, undisciplined, and... the wrong... the overestimation of oneself, the fault... the self-righteousness..."

"anything else!"

"Also...Also, the mistake is not corrected after repeated instruction, the mistake is...the mistake is...positioning deviation..."

Accompanied by the painful confession of mistakes, through the wireless microphone worn by the squad leader, it was clearly heard in Mu Chenyuan's ears.

Sweeping one by one, the icy eyes were filled with metallic indifference, and even An Xia's figure appeared in his eyes, without stopping for half a minute.

Finally, the squad leader who was far behind received the order, let go, and stopped dragging Yi Luo.

Almost the moment the two let go, Cheng Yiluo scrambled to escape, for fear of being dragged away again.

But she didn't dare to sell it miserably.

Even more dare not stand up for granted, show off her pitifulness, and say things like "she wants to rest".

And Anxia has already completed the 3,000-meter duck walk, without rest, and ranked second!

The fighters were so trained by Mu Chenyuan that they couldn't even lift their heads.

"Pioneer squad? Ask yourself, do you deserve it?"

"When is the threshold of the team's pioneer squad so low?"

"Not even as good as a new recruit. Are you embarrassed to say that you are a top soldier?"

Asked three times, asking to be ashamed.

An Xia, who was resting, had to stretch her face calmly.

The first two?

She is very dissatisfied!

Practice, you must practice hard! !

It must be possible to keep up with the body's physical strength as soon as possible.

Physical fitness can't keep up with perseverance, and the kind of suffocation makes her annoyed.

Cheng Yiluo didn't have the time to find An Xia at the moment. The soldiers squatted and walked three kilometers. As for her, she climbed three kilometers and entered the training base.

An Xia and the soldiers not only had a good rest, but also started rolling with guns for a thousand meters!

Cheng Yiluo was so desperate that he wanted to die.

In less than two hours, Cheng Yiluo, who thought he was very powerful, stared at the gray sky with wide eyes, so lonely that there was no vitality in his eyes.

"Slow, keep rolling."

The cold and ruthless voice hit her ears once again, and she saw a fighter who was sluggishly moved by the instructor severely pressed into the mud.

Suddenly, the gaze of the cold as a thin blade swept over, the instructor who was once handsome enough to make his heart beat faster, stepped up his long legs and walked towards her.

His pupils trembled, holding the gun, closing his eyes, and turning around again.

Thousand-meter holding a gun and rolling An Xia has been completed. She stood up in mud and shouted loudly, "Report! An Xia, done!"

An Xia...

Finish……

She is done, she is done again!

Efforts to open the muddy red eyes, in front, a hazy figure overlapped with the trees, stiff, cold and arrogant, and plunged into her eyes like a sharp knife.

An Xia, that figure is An Xia.

Look around...

All the fighters are still rolling, only An Xia completed it.

An Xia won again.

She won again!

In a trance, I seem to hear the squad leader's deep voice, "You and An Xiabi? Cheng Yiluo, do you know what is amazing? You, not amazing. An Xia, amazing."