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"It's nothing." Fan Bentian smiled faintly and looked at the Sharpshooters of the Fourth Company." If I don't let him run for a while, this matter will spread. Wouldn't it be said that I, a sheep herder, bullied the Sharpshooters of the Fourth Company?"”

"Arrogant!"

"Ignorant!"

"Just you wait!"

The members of the Sharpshooter 4th Company all sneered. They had lost in shooting, but this was a race. Although the 4th Squad Leader's shooting skills were not the strongest, he was ranked second in the entire Iron Fist Regiment. No one dared to claim to be the first.

Arrogant?

"That kid ran away and disappeared. He's really fast!”Fan Bentian sighed. It was true. The fourth squad leader had started running from here and had reached the foot of the mountain in a short time. His figure was blocked by the green trees.

"Hehe, our class monitor is faster than a horse. The regiment commander gave the class monitor a nickname-Cheetah, the shepherd.”

The soldiers of the fourth squad had a proud look on their faces. How dare they let their squad leader run first? It would be strange if this kid didn't lose!

"Then I'll catch up to that leopard and show you!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Bentian's eyes narrowed slightly. He mobilized all the strength in his body and stomped his feet on the ground. He stirred up a gust of wind and moved a few meters away in the blink of an eye.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The Sharpshooter Company Four and the farm's people were stunned by Fan Bentian's rapid running. They thought that they were seeing things. They raised their hands and rubbed their eyes. Fan Bentian had already gone far away.

This!

Whoosh!

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Was this guy still human? Why did he run as fast as flying?

They would never know that Fan Bentian had worked so hard for ten years in exchange for this speed. He had suffered so much that no one would ever know.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Fan Bentian sprinted all the way and soon saw the fourth squad leader. This guy gritted his teeth and kicked hard with his legs. This part of the road was climbing.

He had to win against that guy, he had to win!

With a firm belief in his heart, the fourth class monitor displayed an explosive power that was even more terrifying than before!

Go around him?

Yes, let's do it!

Five minutes later!

The fourth squad leader was sweating profusely. He raised his hand and wiped his sweat. He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked down at the winding path at the foot of the mountain. He couldn't see Fan Bentian's figure. He chuckled. That guy must have been left far behind by him!

A hundred meters above him!

Swoosh!

Fan Bentian jumped out of the woods and stood on the path. He chuckled and sped up. Even if the mountain path was steep, it was as flat as flat ground under his feet!

On the mountaintop, the trees were low, and a five-starred red flag fluttered in the wind, representing that its country would last forever!

Thump thump thump thump!

Fan Bentian ran up to them with heavy footsteps. He looked up at the red flag and saluted with a serious expression. His blood was boiling. One day, he would plant the five-star red flag in every corner of the world.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

At the foot of the mountain!

"The red flag is gone!"

"Who is it?"

The Sharpshooters from the Fourth Company gritted their teeth as they spoke, but they were not confident. Fan Bentian's speed had once again destroyed their confidence and pride.

However, they did not give up. They wanted to see the ending.

Very quickly!

A red flag appeared at the foot of the mountain, fluttering in the wind as it rushed towards them. All of them tensed up, secretly praying that it was the fourth class monitor.

Fan Bentian carried the red flag and rushed over. He stood in front of the soldiers of the 4th Company of Sharpshooters and panted heavily. After a while, he chuckled." How was it?”

"We lost! We lost again!"

The soldiers of the 4th Sharpshooter Company lowered their heads. Their eyes were dim, and they felt terrible.

In just an hour, they had lost twice.

"Brothers of the Sharpshooter 4th Company, I'm here. Where is the red flag?”On the top of the mountain, the fourth squad leader grabbed a tree and shook it. He was depressed. Why couldn't he find the red flag?

His voice was so loud that it could be heard from the foot of the mountain.

The Sharpshooter Company Four's members wanted to die. The red flag was taken down by Fan Bentian, and the fourth squad leader was still looking for it. He was really sarcastic!

"Dahao, shout. Let that kid know that he lost.”

"Huh?"

This time, the fourth class monitor heard him clearly. He was stunned for a long time before he went down the mountain weakly.

Not long after!

The man came to the foot of the mountain with a face full of dust. He looked at the red flag in Fan Bentian's hand and his mouth trembled. He said reluctantly,""I lost. Class 4 lost. What do you want us to do?"

"There's nothing to do. Come work on the farm.”Fan Bentian smiled and handed the red flag to the man." Put it back."”

After taking the red flag, the man looked at Fan Bentian and thought that he was his nemesis.

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