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Lu Zehua's spent cartridge also fell out, and the news spread like wildfire.
Besides Chu Xingyue, Du Kangli, Wei Haiyang, Chu Jiaojiao, Xia Yiyang, and Leng Shuang, the team also included...
The sound of shell casings falling gradually radiated outwards, with several casings falling from each team.
The cries of the newborns echoed across the field.
"What are you all looking at? What does their hunger have to do with you? Or do you want to be implicated?"
The students are truly suffering in silence; this feeling is even worse than constipation.
Should we blame others?
No wonder.
Blame it on your own excessive curiosity; you didn't even consider what time it was before you were distracted by your curiosity.
Each team had a few players who hadn't been eliminated, including Zhong Hao from Team 3, Tian You from Team 17, and Ge Jun from Team 29.
In addition, there are about twenty students who are both exceptionally talented and stable.
These individuals have already impressed the class monitor and Jiang Wang. It's truly unexpected that they've surpassed the vast majority of their classmates. Their composure and stability are far beyond what most people can achieve.
Five minutes passed, and the man in overtime was still holding the gun, his eyes fixed on the spent cartridge.
The squad leaders who hadn't dropped any bullets went forward one by one to collect the spent cartridges from the barrels of their guns, patted them on the shoulder, pointed to a tree not far ahead of the group, and told them to rest there.
After a whole day like this, everyone returned to the dormitory feeling so tired they couldn't lift their arms.
"Ugh... my arms hurt so much, what am I going to do for training tomorrow?" Jun Yan groaned, lying on the bed with her arms draped over the blanket.
After spending more than a month together, Junyan's initial image as a pampered young lady has evolved to the point where, while she may not be as extreme as a few weirdos, she has surpassed most people, and even a large portion of the boys.
"Hey, Junyan, I never would have guessed you were so fit! I've observed that you're better than most people in terms of physical fitness. Judging from your appearance, you must have been training a lot before?" If Junyan hadn't shouted this out today, all of them combined wouldn't have exchanged more than twenty words in over a month.
They're trained to the point of exhaustion every day, and if anyone comes back to chat, they're already fast asleep.
Chu Jiaojiao watched Jun Yan wailing and was a little curious about what this girl used to do, and why she had persisted for more than a month before wailing.
"Me? I'm a dance student. I've had to do physical training since I was a child. If I'm not physically fit, I can't perform the whole dance."
"I never expected that gun-carrying training would be so grueling. I'd rather run laps than train like this. It's too tiring and torturous."
Junyan lay on the bed, groaning softly.
Chu Jiaojiao walked to Jun Yan's bedside and stood still.
"Hey, shall I give you a massage?"
"Come here, come quickly, I'm being tortured to death," Jun Yan said, getting up and handing Chu Jiaojiao her two cotton-like arms.
"Ah...yes, yes, it feels so good," Junyan hummed softly in comfort.
"If you make that sound again, I won't let you massage me anymore," Chu Jiaojiao said as she massaged.
"What? You can't even make a sound when you're comfortable? Who can stand that?" Junyan retorted.
"Jiaojiao, you and Chu Xingyue are inseparable, are you two sisters?" To be honest, although Junyan's personality is delicate, she is not delicate at all. Her outgoing nature is a bit like Chu Jiaojiao's.
"Yes, she's my older sister, I'm the younger sister."
"But you don't look alike, you're different heights, and you have different personalities, even though you're very pretty."
Chu Xingyue, leaning against Chu Jiaojiao's bed, was idly flipping through the housekeeping manual to pass the time, while listening to the two girls chatting.
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