Different dimension red alert world

"No. 098 and 099 fell from that place, and No. 100 overtook them!"

"Go ahead! Go ahead! Haha, awesome! No. 100!"

"Well done, well done!"

"Hey wait, he has obviously overtaken us, why is he still running?"

"My dear, how come this pervert still refuses to give up?"

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As Wang Ling finally surpassed the two blockers, the onlookers cheered, as if their faith was entrusted to Wang Ling. If Wang Ling won, they would win.

However, Wang Ling did not regard this as the end point. After struggling to overtake, his body shook for a while, then he gritted his teeth, took another step forward, and continued running. Everyone present was shocked.

That's right, although he has overtaken the lead, Wang Ling still has not given up. In his opinion, this is not enough.

The two blockers kept running at full speed and ran so far, but he took a few more minutes to catch up in the later stage. If he was asked to rate and evaluate, maybe the scores of the two blockers would be higher. .

This is not what he wants! Therefore, this first hurdle must continue, and his running must continue!

On weekdays, Wang Ling would also train himself in this way, but that kind of training was at the morning training level at best, and there were no competitors. It was enough to run for a period of time in a tired state. But right now, the results of the two stumbling blocks were like two huge mountains, weighing on his head, forcing him to squeeze himself as hard as he could. The current run alone had completely exceeded his previous training.

But this is not enough. If you want to take the lead, you must squeeze again, squeeze to the limit. As long as you still have breath, you must keep running!

"Huhu. Huh."

The sound of his breathing was very heavy, so heavy that it could be heard by competitors, recording staff, and even General Montenegro who were some distance away. Anyone with eyesight could see that Wang Ling had clearly reached his limit long ago. But he just refused to stop. The clothes on his body were completely soaked with sweat without even realizing it. As he ran, big beads of sweat kept falling from his cheeks and fell to the track, adding a little bit of hardship to the world.

Looking at this difficult situation, the brows of the competitors around him jumped.

"He is risking his life! Why are he working so hard to select elite combat soldiers?"

"He is obviously much stronger than us, but he still works so hard! Look, look, he almost fell down again in this flash!"

"No. 100 should be trying to secure the number one spot. It seems like he is determined to capture the elite combat soldiers."

"We are already in first place, but we are still working so hard. What about us? We lay down and gritted our teeth some time ago. Can we stand up again?"

"Damn it, I just wanted to be a hero on a whim, why did I meet such a pervert! Come on, I'm out of luck, No. 100, come on!"

"That's right, come on, No. 100! Let us witness how a miracle happens, come on!"

"Come on, don't stop!"

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These people are competitors with each other in the selection of elite combat soldiers. Yesterday, they didn't like each other. There was a tense situation between different arms, and many of them had even taken action. However, after all, they all belong to the coalition, and they are all brothers in one army. Under the guidance of Wang Ling, this pervert, they are all united in their hearts. They cheer for Wang Ling and want to see with their own eyes how far this pervert can run.

Seeing the changes in this group of elite soldiers, General Heishan was also very pleased, but there was no expression at all on his dark face, but his bright eyes were always staring at Wang Ling, feeling in his heart Thumbs up for it.

"Huhu. Huh."

To be honest, Wang Ling has surpassed everyone else. Now he has no reason to persist, but he can't think of a reason to give up. Now there is no other way except persistence.

Dragging his tired body, Wang Ling's running speed became slower and slower, but he was always moving. Occasionally he would fall down, but then he would forcefully get up and continue running.

Such an exercise that goes beyond physical and physiological limits has made it difficult for his abnormal body after intermediate strengthening. The speed of recovery is now far behind the speed of consumption, so that he is getting more and more tired and has to breathe through his mouth for a long time. , even his throat was dry and painful, both lungs seemed to be inflated to the point of bursting, and the kidneys were so painful that they lost consciousness.

This extreme state is an unprecedented test for the mind. Wang Ling felt blurred several times, but every time he was so tired that he wanted to close his eyes, he could hear the competition in his ears. Or, it was also the shouts of his comrades that always forced him to hold on, maintain his last ounce of consciousness, and continue running.

In a daze, he seemed to think of the fifth instructor he met when he just entered the world of red alert. Wasn't the instructor at the time pushing him to the extreme on the track?

"Oh, everyone thinks I am as powerful as a monster, but how many people have seen the efforts I have put in for this?"

"Think about how many times I faced physical limits, but I still had to break through again and again? How many times was I almost exhausted from fatigue, but I still had to grit my teeth and hold on?"

"Who said that I relied entirely on the system's strengthening agents to make my fortune? Are these hardships all in vain? How many people can bear the pain of collapse during strengthening?"

"As for why you still persist? Haha, I don't know now. Maybe it's because I don't want to admit defeat."

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While running, he was often accompanied by bursts of ethereal state. In this state, Wang Ling also recalled all the pain he had experienced in the past. He felt an unyielding emotion in his heart, shouting almost hysterically. With this kind of Motivation, he had obviously drained all his physical energy, but he still took step after step, like an old machine.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes. Thirty minutes and sixty minutes!

Wang Ling is no longer the ignorant young man he was when he was just starting out. The will and encouragement he possesses are incomparable to those before. Under the extreme state, he managed to hold on a little bit for a whole hour!

Although the distance he ran in this one hour was not even as good as the entire distance he ran in ten minutes under normal conditions, this steel-like will moved even General Montenegro and all the competitors. Shout like crazy for it!

"Huhu. Cough cough cough cough."

And there will always be times when the manpower is exhausted, and the string is almost broken, dragging down the monster-like body. After holding on for so long, Wang Ling finally squeezed himself dry, breathing heavily for a long time, His throat was so dry and sore that it even cracked and coughed up blood when he coughed!

As the trace of blood flew out, Wang Ling finally fell to the ground. Severe pain could be felt in his throat while breathing. Under the pain and extreme exertion, Wang Ling also closed his eyes and fell into a coma. past