By the time Wei Lin had finished twenty laps, Jiang Ye had already pulled down half a lap. Lin Zu almost lost consciousness, relying on Jia Da Jia Er's support from left to right, barely kept standing and followed forward, also because Jia Da Jia Er's speed has been slowing down, it is almost the same as walking.
Jiang Ye was not much better, but Jiang Ye's character was so stubborn that he insisted on running by himself, and refused Jia Da Jia Er's request for help. Only Jiang also knew that his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see anything except the road under his feet. Sweat kept sliding down his forehead and dripping down his pointed chin.
After running twenty laps, Wei Lin felt like an immortal. Not only was he not as tired as he was in the middle of it, but he felt a wonderful sense of pleasure. After passing the zero limit of his physical strength, he was not a bit relieved. He didn't stop, searched the crowd for where Jiang Ye and the others were, and then continued to run forward.
Noon is about to come, at this time the sun is already above their heads, and it is slowly moving towards the sky at a speed that is indistinguishable to the naked eye.
If you pass out here, then... what a fucking shame.
There was only this thought left in Jiang Ye's mind, until someone spoke next to him, and the voice was very familiar: "Can you do it?"
Wei Lin had already run to his side and asked aloud. Jiang didn't answer either, and he didn't know whether he didn't want to answer or didn't have the strength to answer. His whole person was full of weakness, and every step seemed to fall down immediately, making Wei Lin very worried.
"Don't act too hard..."
Jiang also did not answer, lowered his head and kept running forward.
"Hey, I hate people like you the most!" Jiang also only heard Wei Lin scolding very irritably, and then his feet lightened, his mind and body seemed to have cut off the connection, and after Wei Lin ran out for several steps Jiang Ye realized that he was being hugged by Jiang Yeheng.
"You, you, you, what are you doing!" Jiang also cursed. It's a pity that he is so weak now that he doesn't even have the momentum to swear at people, instead he is soft like a spoiled child. Wei Lin acted as if he didn't hear it, and just ran forward. Jia Da Jia Er was carrying Lin Yu behind Jiang Ye. Seeing the scene in front of him, Jia Da still had the strength to marvel: "As expected of Big Brother Wei, strong!"
"Put me down! Go!" Jiang also wanted to struggle, but unfortunately the inertia in his body seemed to be completely induced the moment he was picked up by Wei Lin. To be able to rest in a warm embrace, I am afraid it is now The treatment that each of the more than 900 recruits wanted, he had no strength to struggle at all, and even his body was fighting against his own consciousness, desperately clamoring for a rest. But for Jiang Ye, such a situation is no different from a public execution, and the shame is extreme.
"You, you let go!"
"Stop arguing!" Wei Lin suddenly got angry, then stopped and put Jiang down. The situation was just as he expected. Jiang had already exceeded his limit. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately became weak, and he couldn't keep standing at all.
"Can you take care of your self-righteousness, do you think it's your business that you can't finish running?" After roaring out a long sentence, Wei Lin's chest was heaving and heaving, and Jiang was also whole at this time. All hung on Wei Lin. Speaking of which, Jiang Ye was a little taller than Wei Lin, and now that he was hanging on Wei Lin, Jiang Ye's feet were dragging on the ground.
Hearing Wei Lin's words, Jiang didn't know how to refute, and was unable to refute, Wei Lin restrained his anger a little, and let go of his hand, "You stand firm," he said, crouching in front of Jiang Ye, his hands facing back , "Come up."
Jiang didn't move.
"Come up quickly."
"… "
"Can't you get on? If you can't get on, I'll hold you and run." Wei Lin said impatiently.
Jiang Ye was so weak that he was completely incapable of fighting. Wei Lin wanted to do anything with him, but it was not easy. In desperation, Jiang also had to obediently land on Wei Lin's back.
He had been running all the time, but he didn't feel very tired. After stopping for a while, and then carrying Jiang on his back, Wei Lin felt his kneecap rattle and his back was burning with pain. Although Jiang Ye was not strong, he was also a seven-foot man, and his weight was about the same as Wei Lin's. Jiang also tried to maintain consciousness. Wei Lin's back was not broad, but his muscles were strong. He could feel the strength through his clothes. Suddenly, the scar on Wei Lin's back that he saw this morning flashed in his mind. .
It must be painful.
Finally, before the sun rose to the sky, Jiang also ran 20 laps on Wei Lin's back, and Lin Zuo also successfully reached the finish line with the help of Jia Da and Jia Er. Wei Lin carried Jiang on his back and didn't let him down for a long time. Suddenly, his goal was achieved. He had no energy in his body, as if maintaining the status quo was the easiest way to put it. With the help of the two physical madmen, Jia Da Jia Er, Jiang was also put down. Jiang Ye and Lin Zuo fell as soon as their feet touched the ground. They were still conscious, but they didn't have the strength to open their eyes. It was like fainting.
In the end, there were more than 100 people who failed to finish on time, including their teammates, and more than 400 people were punished. Xue Ziqin stood on the high platform, looked at the people below with satisfaction, greeted Min Qiu to prepare meals, and left.
After running for so long and returning to the camp, everyone first asked where there was water to drink. Min Qiu specially arranged for someone to tell them how their food and lodging was going on in their daily life. Jiang Ye and Lin Zu were already paralyzed, and Wei Lin was not good enough. Sitting on the bed against the wall, the work of fetching water was handed over to Jia Da and Jia Er, who were still doing nothing. Min Qiu sent someone to distribute the cake. Although it was unpalatable, it was full. Wei Lin picked up the cake and devoured it with water. Jia Da was equally terrifying, Jia Er was a little more gentle, and Er was paralyzed. After being tortured like this, people have absolutely no strength to get up to eat and have no appetite. Lin Zuo's character is naturally gentle, but after Wei Lin repeatedly stressed that he must eat, he tried to sit up and eat slowly. But Jiang also, it is difficult to do.
Wei Lin really had a headache, what the eldest young master said was "no appetite", "
I can't eat it." He didn't even want to get up.
Just as Wei Lin and the other three were at a stalemate with Jiang and formed a four-on-one situation, a smell of meat came from outside. As soon as Jiang also smelled it, his stomach growled in disappointment.
"Look, you're obviously hungry."
"But I don't want to eat it."
"You eat, if you don't eat, are you planning to cultivate immortals?"
"I said don't eat it, is this something as hard as bricks eaten by humans?" Jiang also turned his head away and closed his eyes to rest.
"If you haven't eaten dry food before, you should eat the enhanced version of dry food. Eat some."
Jiang also didn't say a word. No one dared to speak except Wei Lin in the tent, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.
After a few breaths of time, Wei Lin couldn't bear to get angry, and threw the cake in his hand: "If you like to eat it, if you don't eat it, get out. What kind of uncle are you pretending to be? I don't care about you anymore, I'm just a bastard!" After speaking, Wei Lin turned around went away, out of the camp.
Jia Da couldn't stand it any longer, and whispered: "Big Brother Wei is also doing it for your own good..."
"Is there any place for you to speak here? Do you have no idea if you should speak?" Jiang Ye roared with his back to the three of them. Wei Lin never got mad at him. This was the first time. Jiang was also angry at him. At this time, Jia Da just bumped into him.
Jia Da was scolded for losing his temper, and he didn't want to serve this young master anymore, so he simply left the camp. Seeing this, Jia Er hurriedly followed, Jiang Ye and Lin Yu were left in the tent, Lin Yu wisely began to pretend to be dead, lying on the bed to rest, for fear that his heavy breathing would ignite Jiang Ye's anger.
Wei Lin walked out of the tent and walked for a while following the smell of meat. He looked up and saw that Xue Ziqin was holding a branch in his hand, and a large piece of leg meat was hanging on the branch. Wei Lin didn't even think about it, and ran up to the high platform.
"General Xue?"
"Um?"
Xue Ziqin was eating meat when he suddenly heard someone calling him, and when he turned around, it was this stinky boy again.
"You're very courageous," Xue Ziqin looked at Wei Lin with interest. This kid was tortured so much last night, and he ran again this morning. He was still so energetic, especially his eyes were bright and radiant. Feiyang's feeling, "Want to practice again?"
Wei Lin shook his head, "I want the meat from the general's hands."
"I want to eat meat," Xue Ziqin handed over the branch. The smell of meat made Wei Lin salivate. Judging from the shape, it should be a deer leg. Wei Lin stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Xue Ziqin put it back to his mouth and took a big bite. He went up, tilted his head, and tore off a large piece, "Go hunting by yourself."
"… "
"The court has raised you rubbish and want to eat and drink? You should be grateful if you have dry food to eat." Xue Ziqin said disdainfully.
Wei Lin was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to attack. He could only say in a flattering tone, "General Xue, I'll give you a deer leg next time."
"no."
"A deer!"
"Two."
"Deal!" Wei Lin agreed immediately, reached out and grabbed the deer leg from Xue Ziqin's hand, and ran away, "Thank you General!"
"Min Qiu! Min Qiu!" Xue Ziqin shouted, "Give me back the piece of meat you just took!"
Lieutenant General Min, who was eating meat under the high platform, heard Xue Ziqin's cry, and wanted to cry without tears.
Wei Lin returned to the tent again, and Jiang also remained motionless in his previous posture. Wei Lin thought about it for a while, his expression was full of embarrassment, he wanted to start a conversation, but he didn't know how. This delicious roasted deer leg is right in front of him. He didn't expect Jiang to be indifferent. Wei Lin really couldn't do anything about him.
"Don't sleep, get up and eat meat." Wei Lin sat on the edge of the bed and poked Jiang Ye's waist with his elbow.
"The bastard is here?" Jiang also said contemptuously.
"Wang Wang." Wei Lin also didn't want to lose face, and simply learned to bark. No way, man, when it comes to doing it. The two barks made Jiang laugh too. He sat up all of a sudden, grabbed the deer leg from Wei Lin's hand, and started chewing. Wei Lin said eagerly, "You should eat slowly, your stomach will hurt if you eat too fast. You should save some for Lin Zu. He is not physically strong, so he needs to eat some meat to make up for it."
"No, it's all from Lao Tzu." Jiang also gulps, taking time to reply.
Wei Lin saw that he had almost eaten, so he started to grab it, Jiang Ye's mouth was still biting on the meat, and he followed Wei Lin's hand as if fishing.
"I only now know how difficult it is to grab food from the tiger's mouth." Wei Lin said, the meat was snatched, but there was not much left. Forget it, anyway, it was also for Jiang to beg for it. He walked to Lin Yu's bed and pushed Lin Yu: "Lin Yu, get up and eat meat."
Lin Zu has been fine all the time. At this moment, the meat Wei Lin got can still give him some food. Lin Zu was a little moved. Wei Lin is really nice, powerful and kind. He did eat the cake, and it was very uncomfortable. Now that the meat was in front of him, he was not polite and took the venison: "Thank you, Big Brother Wei!"
"It's okay." Wei Lin smiled and ran to his bed to lie down.
He is also very tired and hasn't rested much. Now he just wants to rest and rest.
Jiang also looked at his profile with his eyes closed, with mixed feelings in his heart.