Special Years

Chapter 293: sour gas mask

Breathing has become a little difficult, and the vision has become narrow. Because it is training, and no clear film is installed, so as long as you take a breath, a cloud of fog will immediately form on the lenses at the position of both eyes, making the whole world become hazy and "artistic" "stand up.

Wearing a gas mask for the final 2km run is definitely a lethal test.

Zhang Heping looked like he was going crazy.

He took off his gas mask once, and was soon ordered to put it on by Wen Zhixing, who had been watching.

In the end, the helpless Zhang Heping could only do as he did, and then staggered and ran on the road in the mountains like a drunk.

Unsurprisingly, the trio of the third district team became the last district team that the entire teaching brigade arrived at.

When the three crossed the finish line, Zhang Heping hurriedly lifted off his gas mask and threw it aside as if it was a hood covered with Ebola virus.

This is not over.

After taking off his gas mask, Zhang Heping, whose face was greener than a leaf, spit it out.

Oh!

No, use the word jet.

Because he hadn't eaten in the morning, Zhang Heping only drank half a pot of water before departure.

Therefore, what is sprayed out is gastric juice and yellow bile, yellow-yellow-green-green, which looks just like the water in a septic tank.

The most exciting thing is Wang Dazui~lightnovelpub.net~ He is in charge of Zhang Heping. After passing the finish line, he put his hands on his knees, took off his camouflage hat, and bent over like a bereaved dog who was chased by nine streets. Standing still, gasping for breath.

The "dung water" sprayed from Zhang Heping's mouth was impartial and impartial to the huge head melon seed in the middle of the big mouth, and it gave him a chill...

Wang Dazui didn't realize what had fallen on his head at first.

Under the astonished eyes of all the coaches, squad leaders and district captains next to him, Zhang Heping vomited for the second time...

"vomit--"

The yellow-green juice flowing downstream from the stomach has a thunderous sound, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, once again drenching Wang Dazui, who was still in a dazed state...

"I—day—"

This time, Wang Dazui finally understood what he had just encountered. After being stunned for less than two seconds, he opened his hands like a hen that had been beaten, screaming towards the barracks to wash. rush to...