Special Forces: From Private to General
9 You are still too young!

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Zheng Sanpao took a deep look at Qin Feng before he calmed himself down and said to Zhuang Yan.

"Zhuang Yan, do you have any other questions?”

When Zhuang Yan heard Zheng Sanpao's words, he immediately wanted to say that he had an opinion. However, just as the words reached his mouth, he remembered Qin Feng's actions just now and couldn't help but swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He replied gloomily.

"Report, no."

Zheng Sanpao heard Zhuang Yan's answer and nodded, then said to Chen Xiwa and the others.

"Everyone, listen to my orders. Cross-country for five kilometers.”

Zheng Sanpao didn't care whether Zhuang Yan was depressed or not. His goal was to show these recruits his might, as long as Zhuang Yan carried out his orders.

As Zheng Sanpao's voice fell, Qin Feng, Zhuang Yan, Chen Xiwa, and more than ten other recruits began to run around the training ground.

Zheng Sanpao didn't rest. Instead, he started running with Qin Feng and the others. His goal was simple, he wanted to establish his prestige in Zhuang Yan and the others 'hearts.

The training ground of the Special Eighth Regiment's recruits was about 1,000 meters per lap. Five kilometers meant five laps.

Chen Xiwa and the others ran about three rounds before they could not take it anymore.

Including Zheng Sanpao, the original 13-man team was now left with Qin Feng, Zhuang Yan and Old Pao.

As Zheng Sanpao ran, he glanced at Zhuang Yan and Qin Feng beside him and couldn't help but think.

Qin Feng's endurance was within his expectations, but he didn't expect Zhuang Yan to be so good at running.

Damn, I was too careless.

Just as Zheng Sanpao was muttering, Zhuang Yan ran a few steps and caught up to Zheng Sanpao.

After catching up to Zheng Sanpao, Zhuang Yan could not help but say to Zheng Sanpao.

"Class monitor, hurry up and run. There are still two kilometers left.”

After saying that, Zhuang Yan glanced at Zheng Sanpao and increased his speed, widening the distance between him and Zheng Sanpao.

Although Zhuang Yan followed Qin Feng's instructions and didn't argue with Zheng Sanpao, this didn't mean that Zhuang Yan wouldn't compete with Zheng Sanpao.

When Zheng Sanpao heard Zhuang Yan's words and saw Zhuang Yan's displeased gaze, his face instantly darkened.

In the next moment, Zheng Sanpao gritted his teeth and increased his speed, chasing after Zhuang Yan.

Soon, Zheng Sanpao caught up to Zhuang Yan. After catching up to Zhuang Yan, Zheng Sanpao adjusted his breathing rhythm and said coldly to Zhuang Yan.

"Zhuang Yan, after you beat me, you can continue to be arrogant.”

After saying that, Zheng Sanpao increased his speed again, leaving Zhuang Yan behind in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, how could Zhuang Yan be convinced? He immediately raised his speed to the limit and chased after Zheng Sanpao.

Immediately, Zhuang Yan and Zheng Sanpao started chasing each other. One moment, Zhuang Yan overtook Zheng Sanpao, and the next moment, Zheng Sanpao overtook Zhuang Yan.

The two of them chased each other, and it was very lively.

Qin Feng, who was behind the two of them, shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene.

At this time, under a big tree at the edge of the recruit training ground, a young officer wearing a camouflage uniform, who was full of a fierce aura, looked at Zhuang Yan and Zheng Sanpao who were chasing each other. He couldn't help but say to a middle-aged man who was not tall and had a captain on his shoulder.

"Miao Lian, this recruit called Zhuang Yan has good stamina. He can actually keep pace with Old Pao.”

The middle-aged man with the captain's epaulet on his shoulder was none other than the commander of the Special 8th Regiment's reconnaissance company, Miao Lian.

The young officer, whose entire body was filled with a fierce aura, was called Chen Guotao. He was the platoon leader of the first platoon of the reconnaissance company.

Miao Lian couldn't help but reply when he heard Chen Guotao's words.

"Guotao, compared to Zhuang Yan, who is on par with Old Pao, I am more interested in Qin Feng, who is behind the two of them.”

When Chen Guotao heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Feng before asking in puzzlement.

"Miao Lian, why are you interested in Qin Feng? In terms of explosive power, Zhuang Yan is much stronger than Qin Feng.”

Miao Lian glanced at Chen Guotao and replied.

"You're still too young. You can't judge things by their appearance. That's right, on the surface, Zhuang Yan, who was on par with Old Pao, was much more explosive than Qin Feng.”

"However, take a closer look at Qin Feng's condition. His breathing is very stable and there are only a few drops of sweat on his face. One look and you can tell that Qin Feng did not use his full strength. On the other hand, Zhuang Yan's breathing was a little hurried, and sweat was dripping down. One look and one could tell that Zhuang Yan had done his best.”

"Comparing the two, Qin Feng's stamina is far superior to Zhuang Yan's.”

When Chen Guotao heard this, he immediately picked up the binoculars and observed carefully.

A minute later, Chen Guotao put down his binoculars and said to Miao Lian.

"Company Commander, your eyes are really sharp. This Qin Feng is really like what you said, he didn't use his true strength.”

Miao Lian replied with a smile.

"You, take your time to learn."

After saying that, Miao Lian continued to watch Zhuang Yan, Qin Feng and the rest run.

While Miao Lian and Chen Guotao were talking, many recruits and instructors also noticed Zhuang Yan and Zheng Sanpao who were competing.

Immediately, many recruits and instructors temporarily put down their training and watched the show.

As time passed, Zhuang Yan and Zheng Sanpao cheered each other on as they finished the five-kilometer cross-country run. However, after running five kilometers of cross-country, the two did not stop. Instead, they continued to run along the training ground. They were determined not to stop until the winner was determined.

As for Qin Feng, he followed behind the two of them at a moderate pace. His handsome face was filled with indifference.

Six laps, seven laps, eight laps…

"Company commander, Qin Feng and the others have already run a full eight thousand meters.”

Chen Guotao looked at Qin Feng, Zhuang Yan and the others as he spoke to Miao Lian.

Miao Lian could not help but wave his hand when he heard this.

"Don't stop them. Let them continue running. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility.”

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