Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

In the playground, the black-faced god stood in front of the gathering team. He glanced over and immediately saw twenty instructors who had been beaten extremely badly.

"So miserable?"

"Those guys from Chen Jun must have been too harsh."

The black-faced eyes showed helplessness, especially when they saw Chen Jun and others standing next to these instructors, with their flawless looks, their eyes became even more complicated.

These guys are in stark contrast to other special forces. They all have pale faces and neatly dressed clothes. However, those special forces are as miserable as they can be. They are covered in scars and their clothes are so messy that they can't even be seen.

The current appearance of those special forces soldiers is like the modified contestants in history. They look really miserable.

There is no way, the instructors' night attacks are all deliberate, and it is difficult for ordinary contestants to avoid them. Of course, the Hacker Squadron is an exception.

In history, there has never been a team like them that not only avoided being attacked by instructors at night, but also gave those instructors a severe beating in return.

Those twenty instructors were treated really badly.

It's just that the dignified instructor couldn't do anything, but he couldn't run away and was beaten like this. How embarrassing.

What a shame!

The black-faced god took a deep breath and asked, knowingly, "What happened?"

The instructor's team leader looked aggrieved and reported in a low voice: "We were ambushed. These guys used fishing nets in advance..."

The black-faced god's face darkened and he interrupted directly, "Trash, you still have so many excuses for failure."

"There is no need for excuses in war. Failure is failure. If this is a battlefield and you all die and become corpses, do you still have a chance to explain?"

"Yes." The instructors felt extremely uncomfortable, their heads lowered, and everyone's face was burning.

failure!

In this operation, they really failed. It didn't matter that they failed, but the key was that they also lost their face.

The two groups of them were unable to move the six newcomers, and they were even humiliated.

But if your skills are not as good as others, it’s useless to be annoyed.

The chief instructor was right. If this was a battlefield, they would really have become corpses. Would they still have the nerve to scream?

Nonsense, calling someone another word is asking for humiliation.

Those special forces were naturally embarrassed to complain. It was normal for them to be suppressed if they had no strength. What could they say?

Wrong!

No matter how much frustration you feel, you must endure it.

Those instructors were really beaten and lost their temper. There was nothing they could do, their strength did not allow it.

The black-faced god glared at the instructors, slowly closed his eyes, and didn't want to speak anymore.

Twenty instructors can't play with six newcomers. This is embarrassing no matter how you say it, but for this, he has to ask.

Escape is not the way to grow. These people must be allowed to face failure and be hit hard before they can grow.

This time, it was not just the instructors who were beaten, but also other contestants.

After reading this, the black-faced god opened his eyes and glanced at the other special forces soldiers who looked very miserable. He suddenly pointed at Chen Jun and cursed: "Look at your bears, look at them again, they are all here for the assessment." , why is there such a big difference?”

"How come others are prepared in advance and have the ability to fight back, but you don't even have the ability to parry? Why?"

As soon as the words were finished, the scene fell into dead silence. The faces of other contestants who had been taught by the instructors were also burning, and their eyes were filled with aggrievedness.

The chief instructor was right. Everyone came for the assessment, but they were beaten into pig heads, while the six people showed no signs of injury.

Can you compare?

The beaten contestants were silent and truly speechless.

The black-faced god did not intend to give those people face, and continued to scold: "I have the nerve to say that they are veterans, but they can't even compete with six newcomers. They still want to become the best soldiers. They are daydreaming."

"How many times have I told you that this is the battlefield. I am your instructor and also your enemy. Do you trust anything the enemy says to you?"

"Yes, tomorrow is the last test. Good job. You actually sleep like dead pigs. This is an enemy-occupied area. If the enemy makes a sneak attack, you will die more than [-]% of the time."

In the team, Leng Feng couldn't help it anymore and suddenly shouted: "Report, isn't it about confronting the hypothetical enemy? Why do we need to sneak attack? I don't think it is necessary."

Hearing this, the black-faced god suddenly rushed to Leng Feng, stared at him, and shouted directly, "Aren't we assuming enemies?"

The black-faced god roared, spitting directly into Leng Feng's face, and followed him by shouting: "The confrontation has started a long time ago. You have so many questions, haven't you had enough? Two thousand push-ups, right now!"

"Yes." Leng Feng gritted his teeth, lay down obediently, and then began to punch the floor.

The black-faced god's face was frighteningly dark. He clasped his hands behind his back and sneered as he walked, "Tonight, you also have vigilant people, but you are not as prepared as the hacker commandos. The Wolf Fang special forces performed so-so, and almost all the others were killed." Seven, eight, eight.”

"If they weren't standing, they would all be corpses."

Speaking of this, a trace of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the black-faced god. Among so many teams, only two teams had some reaction. Such a harvest is really not good.

If this was really a battlefield, what would it be like?

The black-faced god didn't want to think about it anymore, but at this moment, he looked at Chen Jun more pleasantly.

He had to admit that Chen Jun's hacker squadron performed really well in this assessment.

Ranking first in every achievement, and being able to plan a night attack in advance, this fully shows that Chen Jun and his men have a strong sense of combat.

Such a team is the easiest side to win on the battlefield.

The black-faced god couldn't help but look at Chen Jun.

At this time, in the team, Lei Zhan suddenly glanced at Chen Jun. At that moment, he felt that he was a little pleased with Chen Jun.

Unexpectedly, this guy, with his hacker squadron, became famous again.

Not only did that guy expect that these instructors would take action, he actually prepared a back-up plan to trick those instructors.

This is a relief.

This guy is indeed a ruthless person who dares to do anything.

Lei Zhan knew that Chen Jun had predicted the instructor's actions at night, but he never thought that that boy would lead the team and beat the instructors so badly.

Although the attack was a bit harsh, it once again brightened the reputation of the Hacker Squadron.

Lei Zhan now likes Chen Jun so much, of course, mainly because Chen Jun helped them.

He did listen to Chen Jun's words and made full preparations. When the instructor attacked just now, only half of them were killed.

Half of them were killed. Compared to the other teams who were all killed, they still won, which was a shame for Langya.

It seems that the boy still has a wolf in his heart.

When Lei Zhan was silent, the Black-faced God looked at the other contestants and asked loudly: "I really want to eliminate you all. It makes me upset just to watch."

Hearing this, Leng Feng suddenly yelled at the floor, "Report, I am not convinced by the hacker commando team, I want to challenge them."