[Soldier Assault] Major's Special Forces Career

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Title: [Soldier Assault] Major's Special Forces Career

Author: Mrs. Ziwei

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Recently, I rewatched the soldier's assault and fell in love with Yuan Zhe again. I produce food by myself and eat it by myself. Friends who don't mind have fun watching it.

The seductive and unknowing captain of the monster x the passionate and polite major

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☆, railway

When the sun rose to an angle of about 45 degrees to the southeast, the slightly fishy sea air had drifted into the air with the monsoon, and an off-road vehicle with a strange logo drove into the base of the Sixth Brigade of the Marine Corps.The driver's colonel's epaulettes made him feel like he was in nowhere, and the car drove straight to the brigade commander's office building.

The vehicle passed by the training ground, and a group of soldiers who had just been drilled and staggered were barely forming a team under the leadership of their respective squad leaders.Their company commander commanded from the side:

"Don't let them rest, what are you busy with if you don't stretch quickly? Do you want to feel cramps comparable to the pain level of giving birth?"

Amidst the faint laughter, the recruits who wished to lie down on the ground and lie dead immediately cheered up.The veterans around him took them hand in hand to do stretching exercises, and said in a low voice: "You know, our company commander is highly educated, a graduate student, one level higher than a college student. He has learned how to train scientifically in school, and we are no better than Others are easy, physical training may be more difficult, but last year's injury rate was zero! If you don't want to leave the army with a disability, just be obedient to me!"

The colonel in the off-road vehicle turned his face and glanced here from behind the rolled down window.The distance is a bit far, but the colonel's eyesight is very good, to be precise, it is exceptionally good, he clearly sees the commander's rank of major, and his appearance, which is a little unbelievably young compared to this status, in his early twenties, the sky's the limit Proud son, high-spirited.

His heart moved, but the speed of the car did not slow down. It drove straight past and did not stop until the gate of the brigade headquarters.

The guard on guard saluted and took his military ID card.Name, Railway; Troop Number: Confidential.

They watched suspiciously as the colonel opened the car door.I didn't feel it when I was in the car, but when I got out of the car, a strong sense of oppression suddenly hit my face.His eyes were as silent as decades-old volcanic ash in the crater.The army uniform was worn on him, and it was as cold as cast iron, so chilling.

The guard respectfully returned his military ID card and directed him to the brigade commander's office.

"Thank you."

Brigadier Zhao received an order from the military department yesterday, which made him feel very bad.And after seeing the railway coming in, his mood was even worse.

"Ouch, look who's here. Isn't this Captain Iron? Xiao Li, hurry up, serve tea to Captain Iron, Xiao Li!"

Railway sat down on the only sofa in the office, took out a cigarette and held it out to Brigadier Zhao, who took the box away without hesitation.Railway smiled, took out another pack from his pocket, and ordered it for himself.

Brigadier Zhao looked at the cigarette in his hand, and said sourly: "Old A's treatment is really worthless."

When the tea came, Ye Mo soaked in cold water, Tie Tie took a sip indifferently: "Or everyone wants to come."

Brigadier Zhao smiled again: "That's natural. This year I snatched a lot of good soldiers from Lao Han, and I'll keep them for you. The fleet wants people from me. I'm not even willing. As soon as I received the comrades from the military department, I immediately prepared the personnel information for you."

The railway took over a thick stack of documents, another stack, and another stack.The small tea table in front of the sofa was filled in one fell swoop.

The captain of Team A flipped twice meaningly, then raised his head and said, "There is no one I want."

Brigadier Zhao was not happy: "Look carefully, it's all here, nothing else."

The railway tapped the soot: "I just want the second company commander of the communications battalion with a master's degree in optoelectronics—Major Wu Zhe." He knew that if he didn't clearly state his education, position and military rank, the other party would really not know where to find him a soldier with the same name. .

On the training ground not far away, Wu Zhe, the commander of the second company, who had just finished supervising the recovery of the soldiers' movement, started his group meeting as usual. He firmly believed that the commander and the soldiers must have enough communication. A company with hundreds of people should speak louder , the microphone is also not used:

"How does it feel to be a special soldier?"

Everyone was chattering and chattering, and the last bold recruit said: "Report!"

Wu Zhe clicked him to get up, and the man got up angrily and replied, "I feel cheated!"

Some people laughed sympathetically, and heard this person continue to say: "I used to watch movies and thought that the special forces were awesome and mighty. Later, when I was informed that I was recruited into the special forces, I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night. Now I just You know, the special forces just train a little harder than other troops and run faster, it’s not a big deal.”

Wu Zhe looked around: "Does everyone think so?"

"Yes~" Sparsely, hesitantly, but no one said "No."

Wu Zhe was not angry, and patiently explained: "Special forces are soldiers who complete special tasks. We are not nobler than conventional troops, but have different functions. Do you know what the functions of our brigade are?"

The man shook his head, and many in the army shook their heads.Wu Zhe said: "The Marine Corps is a special branch of the navy that is responsible for landing combat missions. What's so special about it? Conventionally, the navy fights sea battles, the army fights land battles, and the air force fights air battles. But we have to cooperate with three parties to fight , so the requirements for the personal quality of soldiers are higher than those of other troops, physical training is indispensable, but the cultivation of combat awareness is also very important. Do you know when we will be used?"

Many people answered in unison: "Accept Taiwan!"

Wu Zhe smiled: "This is only a very small part of the strategic deployment. Does a small island need so many people? Back then we dared to fight when we didn't have a navy. If it wasn't for the old American to intervene, we probably would have fought it down." Now we will not be afraid of them. China's ocean area is 299.7 million square kilometers, accounting for 1/3 of the total land area. But about 120 million square kilometers of it is disputed. No matter how many warships we have Many aircraft carriers can’t see these 120 million square kilometers, so the army needs us to drive away the enemy, occupy islands, and build bases. In other words, these 120 million square kilometers are waiting for us to defend and protect!”

The soldiers' blood boiled when they heard it.From the time they entered the barracks, they were taught to have a sense of mission and honor, but apart from the empty sentence of defending their home and the country, and apart from the seemingly endless training and learning, they didn't even know what they were trying to protect. One country.

"With South Korea, we have 18 square kilometers to dispute; Japan, 16; in the South China Sea, we have disputes with almost all neighboring countries. Do you know what these territorial waters mean? Whether we can rely on seafood and lobsters to satisfy our hunger when we are sick; whether we can continue to enjoy cheap water, electricity, gasoline and natural gas, and whether we can smoothly sell products with excess domestic production capacity; Can we keep the enemy thousands of miles away when war breaks out, and let the bloodshed and sacrifices stay outside the coastline, instead of leaving a China riddled with holes and bloodshed like after World War II?"

Wu Zhe never thought that soldiers only need to obey orders.He always took the trouble to tell his soldiers why they did this.He often even told them about the country's ongoing military strategy without leaking secrets, as well as some of his views on military news, sometimes even contrary to mainstream views.Wu Zhe believes in the power of reason, and he believes that heartfelt approval is better than blind obedience.Humans can think, and instead of letting them smear their eyes and think wildly and waste their lives, it is better to provide information and guide the direction of thinking.

"So, do you understand the meaning of special forces like us now?"

"Understood!" The voice shook the sky.And the soldier who raised the question had a louder voice and a more excited expression than anyone else.

"100 push-ups per person! Let me tell you first, I'm not here to punish you, it's just to deepen your memory and consolidate your learning results." Wu Zhe raised his voice, "Is there a problem?"

"No!" The response was loud and majestic, and the other companies in the training ground were overwhelmed by the momentum and couldn't help but look over.The company commander of Yilian yelled angrily: "What are you looking at! Look at what people are shouting, haven't you bastards eaten yet! Cheer me up!"

The soldiers of the shriveled calf's company hurriedly raised their voices: "Yes~~~" The ending sound dragged the long accent unique to the army, and the vibration continued in the vocal cords for a long time. It was vigorous and powerful, and it sounded like a street chant.

The soldiers of the second company started to do push-ups in unison, and the bored second company commander blinked: "I just talked about the movie, it's not the ordinary special forces, it's the elite of the elite, the special forces of the special forces. Take advantage of this moment, Shall I gossip for everyone?"

During the ups and downs of push-ups, no one saw the mischievous expression of their company commander.

In the office, "Too much deceit!" Brigadier Zhao was furious, and slapped the table, "I reported to the military department a month ago to mention him as the deputy battalion commander of the communication battalion, and the transfer order will come down in two days, you have no hope of!"

The railway smiled: "According to normal procedures, the transfer order should have come down long ago. 24-year-old deputy battalion commander, you are too impatient."

Brigadier Zhao sat down feebly, and he knew in his heart that he applied for Wu Zhe's promotion and military rank at the same time. The approval document for the military rank came down soon, but the transfer order for the promotion was delayed. Are you worried that he will spoil the young, or is it because you have to wait for the old A to pick someone first?

The railway comforted: "We only passed 4 selections last year, and the passing rate was less than 1/10. If he can't keep up physically, no matter how high his education is, it's useless. He will definitely come back and work hard for you."

"And what if he passes?"

"That just means he wants to stay there."

This sentence completely defeated Brigadier Zhao. He stopped insisting and ordered the guards to call the second company commander of the communication battalion to come over.He turned his head to look at the railway: "I don't know if there is anything else for Captain Tie?" He was in a bad mood, and his tone became worse.

"I want to talk to him."

Brigadier Zhao is rarely tough: "He's not yours yet."

The railway did not insist any longer, took the last sip of cold tea in the cup, and left.

When Xiao Li found Company Commander Wu on the training ground, he was spitting about the rumors and anecdotes of the US Navy SEALs. The students who had completed the push-ups were resting while listening to his stories, and were taken aback for a while.

"Second company commander, the brigade commander has something to do with you."

Wu Zhe also said that he was thirsty, so he clapped his hands: "Okay, let's stop here today and disband. Different classes return to the dormitory under the command of their respective platoon leaders."

"What's the matter?" He asked Xiao Li softly.

Xiao Li was about to cry: "You will know when you go, anyway, I will miss you." Company Commander Wu is young, smart, good-looking, and kind-hearted. The popularity is very good.

Wu Zhe was in a hurry: "Look at you, you talk like I'm about to die."

Xiao Li snorted: "Don't say I'm scaring you, if you really go, it's almost the same as dying."

"Bah, bah, bah, childish words!"

At the entrance of the brigade, the off-road vehicle that could tell at a glance that it did not belong to the camp was very eye-catching.In the driver's seat, the man with one hand idly hanging out of the window, squinting and puffing out the clouds is more eye-catching than his car.

Wu Zhe was originally a curious person, so he couldn't help but stare at him.Colonel, Army, with resolute facial features, no age can be discerned. At first glance, he is only in his thirties, but his aura shows the maturity and experience that only 40 years old can have.He is tall and thin, with well-defined joints in his hands and slightly raised veins on the back of his hands. Even in such a relaxed moment, he can show his eagerness to try.

If the railway felt it, he opened his eyes suddenly, the thin eyelids lifted, and two gazes shot out like sniper bullets.Wu Zhe had just finished halfway through the sketch of the figure in his mind, and he felt that he had returned to the practice field where gunshots kept ringing in his gaze. The blank bullet hit his chest and ribs at a short distance of less than three meters, and there was a burst of heavy blows. The pain caused him to be speechless for a moment.

The railway opened the door and stepped down: "Talk for a few words?"

Xiao Li pulled Wu Zhe and was about to run: "Our brigade commander is still waiting."

"Standing!"

When the man gave an order, Xiao Li and Wu Zhe had no choice but to stand still and salute him.This is the army. It is no longer a description for officials to crush people to death, but a real level of oppression.In the outside world, an employee dares to point the nose at his boss and curse.But here, they can only obey, absolutely obey.

The railway looked up and down at this soldier who made him sure to win just based on his resume.Wu Zhe himself was cleaner and purer than he imagined, which made him immediately discard the words he had prepared before, and asked instead: "Have you been on the battlefield?"

Combined with Xiao Li's reaction, Wu Zhe had a change of heart, and vaguely guessed two parts of the truth, but he didn't want to show it, so he replied vaguely: "Life is a battlefield everywhere."

The railroad shook his head: "I mean real battlefields, live ammunition, lives, honor, or no honor."

Wu Zhe's pupils contracted violently, and his adrenaline soared to the highest level in history instantly after being stimulated by these words.He has the second overall score in science in the province's college entrance examination. Did he choose to study in the military academy because he wanted to shoot blank bombs in the practice field?of course not.

At that time, like all teenagers in the second stage of middle school, he longed for things that adults seemed extremely ridiculous, such as "willing to fight for the waist, to kill Loulan", such as "die for the country on the battlefield, and the shroud of horse leather is still alive." ".

Although he firmly believes that any army is playing its own role in the safety of the country, he also has to admit that this is an era of peace, and most possible battles have been eliminated at the political level.Except for the armed police, there are only rumored special forces, the kind of special forces that only appear in movies.

Is this colonel one of them?Wu Zhe swallowed subconsciously. He remembered that the other party was still waiting for his answer. With a normal heart, a normal heart, he suppressed the boiling blood in his body and said as calmly as possible:

"No, Colonel."

The railway saw all his reactions in his eyes, a smile broke out in his heart, and he finalized another one.He snuffed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, and left the last sentence: "If you are not afraid of death, come to me and try."

This is just a trick, Wu Zhe said to himself, don't be fooled.

Brigadier Zhao said earnestly: "What's so good about that place? Your brain and wisdom should be used where you need it more. Why bother to run away with bullets and bullets? When you leave the army, you will either lack arms or legs. fate."

I am not afraid of death!

This sentence almost blurted out.Wu Zhe smiled wryly, what a stupid aggressive method, but it worked for him.He couldn't restrain his curiosity at first, did the man meet a dead mouse with a blind cat, or did he see through his character and have a target?

If it is the latter, is this the quality of special forces?One eye pierces the heart, and the example is not in vain.No no no, don't scare yourself.The human heart is such a complicated thing, no one dares to say that anyone has seen it through the ages, he is definitely a blind cat and a dead mouse.

Brigadier Zhao began to be soft-hearted: "Are you willing to take the soldiers you bring yourself? You have lived in this barracks for two years, are you willing? The communication battalion is waiting for you to upgrade the talents. You will take the technical reform of our brigade what to do?"

Wu Zhe: "The special forces can't do it for a few years. I will be your technical staff when I come back."

"Fuck off!"

After all, Wu Zhe got on the departing helicopter, Brigadier Zhao was in a bad mood.The police officer came over to report: "Report, Captain Zhang is here."

"Which Captain Zhang?"

The police officer said softly: "Captain Zhang of the Jiaolong Special Forces."

Brigadier Zhao shook his hand, and the pen drew a deep ink mark on the document: "Just say I'm not here."

Before the words were finished, Captain Zhang walked in: "Old Zhao, you have received the order. Our team should recruit people this year. Don't be stingy with the good seedlings here."

☆, I heard that the instructor killed someone

In the training base of Brigade A, the railway is sorting out the training plan to be submitted to the superior in the office.One knocked on the door.

"Come in."

A loafing man walks in.His figure is not as tall and straight as a soldier's usual, and his gestures and gestures are loose and rascally.He was wearing a military uniform again, with the collar open all the way to the hem, and the cuff buttons were loose, showing the spirit of an 80s hooligan.

The railway looked up at him: "Are you back? All the information of the trainees has been sent to your mailbox, have you seen it?"

The man scratched his hair, as if he hadn't woken up, and replied casually, "I've seen it."

The railway tapped the document on the table with a pen: "The ones marked in green need your attention, try to pass as much as you can, we are very short of people."

"understood."

He said "Got it", not "Yes".

That's not to say he didn't take the words of the railroad to heart.He listened to it, paid attention to it, and even referred to it appropriately when necessary.But he is not going to hand over the final decision, whoever goes and who stays, only he can decide!

The railway was not very happy, but the subordinates I picked had to endure it no matter how unhappy they were.

On the other side, Wu Zhe took his luggage and stood downstairs in the training dormitory in the corner of the base of Team A.

Several soldiers stood at the entrance.They wore boonie hats, camouflage combat uniforms, and sand-coloured combat boots.No military rank can be seen, and there is an armband with an unfamiliar pattern on his left arm.Is this the old A's uniform?So handsome!Wu Zhe confirmed that this is not any of the 07 regular military uniforms. The patterns and colors of the camouflage are somewhat similar to the Afghan national camouflage, and also somewhat similar to the desert camouflage of the US military.It's beautiful and functional.

The sound of guns and shells on the training ground in the distance can be heard endlessly.Rumbling guns, rattling guns, and occasionally a sharp signal flare, the sound alone is a magnificent war scene.Major Wu couldn't hide his excitement.The frequency of sea and land exercises is not low, and the usual training ammunition is sufficient, but the weapons are all conventional, and it is difficult to create such a rich sound.He heard the sounds and guessed the types of various weapons, many of which he was not familiar with.

Those people also saw Wu Zhe, and a man with a roster in his hand came forward. This man was full of fierceness, with a cold face, and shouted as if he was dealing with an errand: "Name? Unit?"

The expectant smile on Wu Zhe's face disappeared.He took a closer look at the name tag on the man's chest: Qi Huan.

Qi Huan is their deputy instructor, with many and strict rules:

"It is not allowed to use communication equipment to communicate with the outside world; it is not allowed to talk to other students in private; it is not allowed to communicate with other base members"

— This is to seal our mouths.

"Don't go downstairs, don't go to the dormitory, don't go out at will"

— This is to break our legs.

"You must not use your original name. There is only a serial number here. Your serial number is [-]."

——This is to prevent us from being human.

Qi Huan stood at the door of the room prepared for him, and raised the volume again: "Do you hear clearly?"

Wu Zhe replied loudly with a blank face: "Listen clearly!"

"I repeat," Qi Huan glanced past Wu Zhe, and landed on another air force lieutenant in the room, "I don't care how old you were as officers, here, we are big and you are young! Give me peace of mind Son!"

Qi Huan finally left, and the air force lieutenant looked at Wu Zhe in disbelief: "Damn, they dare to be so arrogant to the major!"

Wu Zhe smiled wryly: "Number 39, Wu Zhe."

The lieutenant muttered and saluted him: "You adapt quickly. Tuo Yonggang, No. 27."

All the luggage was taken away, and the kindle and MP3 that he was going to keep for boredom were gone, and Tuo Yonggang was the same, and he spent more time in the room alone, holding back his complaints.He is the king of soldiers in the paratrooper world, all-round, and several special forces are robbing him.The railway invited the most cordially and left the best impression on him, so he came.But he never thought that he would face this kind of treatment when he came here.

"No, this is not treatment. This is waiting for fish. Jiang Taigong is fishing, waiting for us idiots to take the bait." Tuo Yonggang laughed for a long time at his not-so-funny metaphor.

Standing at the window and looking down, Wu Zhe saw Qi Huan chatting with the guard on the stairs, his posture was relaxed, and he didn't have the disgusting arrogance when facing himself.

"It's not fishing, it's killing pigs. The butcher is sharpening his knives at pigs and sheep." Wu Zhe sighed, and finally figured it out: he's just trying to show off his authority, lest the officers like them think they're self-righteous and don't obey orders.

Cut, measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

There are four beds in the dormitory, and the remaining two will arrive soon.

"Sergeant?!"

Wu Zhe and Tuo Yonggang looked at each other in blank dismay. They never thought that the selection criteria of old A were so unreasonable.

A non-commissioned officer sounds like an official, but he is actually a soldier.Unless there is a major meritorious service, it is possible to get a further promotion and become a member of the ranks of officers if you win a place for further study in a military academy.It can be said that the distance between the non-commissioned officer and the second lieutenant seems to be only one level, but the gap is a natural gap.

The two non-commissioned officers were recruited from the countryside, and they didn't have the heart of a major or lieutenant. Although they were also taken aback by the dismounting power, they still couldn't hide their excitement and excitement in their eyes.

Tuo Yonggang was very angry: "I'm so excited, you guys, you think this new prisoner uniform looks really good, don't you?"

The clothes of the selected trainees are extremely simple, and the respective student numbers on the chests are similar to prison uniforms.Wu Zhe also hates it and doesn't like it. Wearing it feels like he has really become a pumpkin in the experimental field.But seeing the happy looks of the other two roommates, he didn't want to show his dissatisfaction so as not to embarrass them.

"Let's go, I went to wash up." Wu Zhe greeted everyone, "I have never seen the camouflage pattern on this clothes, have you seen it?"

Tuo Yonggang is in the Air Force and is not familiar with the Army's camouflage.Knowing that Wu Zhe was changing the subject, he rolled his eyes and didn't care about him.

This building was built early, and there are only two toilets on the first floor.Each restroom is divided into two parts. The outer part has two faucets for brushing teeth and washing face, and the inner part is the toilet.Because they were not allowed to hang out in the dormitory, it was rare for them to be together when they were washing, so naturally they couldn't help but gossip, and the butcher's nickname quickly spread.

"My answering voice is obviously full of energy, the standard dantian tone, the butcher insists that I am a relative of Mosquito's family, damn it."

"When I shouted the report, the voice was loud, and the butcher could find fault, saying [who is trying to scare with such a loud voice]"

"Hahaha……"

An angry shout sounded from the stairs in the corridor: "Don't whisper! Think this is a chicken farm!"

It was the voice of the butcher. He held up the pointer, swearing from one end of the corridor to the other, and then walked back aggressively: "Wash your face and rub it so many times, do you want to give you some time to take a bath in the hall! Yes, I'll tell you about you!"

Everyone was silent for a moment, only the faucet was still rattling.Wu Zhe watched the butcher pass by, and made a face at the comrade next to him with code 24 pinned to his clothes, and the other party made a face back.The two grinned silently.

Turn off the lights at nine o'clock and go to bed.The two non-commissioned squad leaders showed their style and asked to sleep on the upper bunk.After a long time, Tuo Yonggang kicked the upper bunk: "It's so noisy from tossing and turning."

The upper bunk apologized nervously: "Yes, I'm sorry. I promise not to move."

Wu Zhe: "42, can't you sleep?"

42's name is Xu Sanduo, he's a bit dazed, but simple and cute, he grinned with white teeth: "I, I'm too nervous."

"Nervous fart!" Tuo Yonggang said loudly, but since he was awake, it was obvious that he was also in a state of agitation.

Wu Zhe suppressed his throat: "Actually, I didn't fall asleep, and 41's mental quality is the best."

A muffled voice came from his upper bunk: "No, I haven't slept yet."

Several people buried their faces in the pillows and laughed together.In such a tense and oppressive environment, a little thing can make everyone happy for a long time.

Wu Zhe whispered: "I heard that our instructor killed someone."

This topic obviously aroused everyone's interest. Tuo Yonggang: "When was the last war? The fighting heroes have already retired from the front line. Who did you listen to?"

Wu Zhe: "Our brigade commander. He wants to scare me."

Cheng Cai on the 41st said suddenly: "The person who brought me and Sanduo to Old A said that he had participated in cross-border operations."

No. 42 Xu Sanduo added: "His name is Yuan Lang, he is a very good person, he is different from a butcher."

Tuo Yonggang was dubious: "It's true, don't lie to you."

Xu Sanduo was in a hurry: "He won't lie to us, he said, he wants to record Wu Liuyi in his notebook, and write it down with respect and regret."

Wu Zhe became curious: "Who is Wu Liuyi?"

"He was my class deputy in the 7rd shift of the 3th company, and he was also my fellow villager and my friend."

Wu Zhe: "Why respect and regret at the same time?"

"He was very good, but he didn't pass the selection and he hurt his leg."

Tuo Yonggang didn't care who Wu Liuyi was at all. Seeing that the topic was getting more and more inexplicable, he hurriedly pulled back: "Did he really kill someone?"

Cheng Cai calmly said, "He has an M16 bullet wound on his arm, we've all seen it."

Tuo Yong, who had been silent for a whole day, finally became a little excited because of this gossip: "Okay! This kind of army is worth my try!"

Wu Zhe heard the sound of people walking in the corridor, and hurriedly said, "Shh~ there is someone. Go to sleep."

The selected trainees thought that this was the last night before the official start of the training. No one thought that the selection training activities of Special Forces Brigade A, which would last for three months, would officially start at 3 o'clock in the morning of this day.

Thick smoke mixed with pungent smell poured into the dormitory in the dark night, coughing and exclamation sounded one after another in each dormitory room, and the four people in Wu Zhewu were also woken up one after another, followed by a sharp whistle, The butcher's familiar roar: "Assemble urgently!"

A few people dressed in a hurry.Chengcai and Xu Sanduo put on their clothes in one piece, and rushed out while unarmed.

The smoke was already thicker in just this moment, and I felt uncomfortable even opening my eyes, and tears fell down.Tuo Yong just managed to find his pants, and was even more flustered when he heard that others left first.Wu Zhe put it on by himself, and helped Tuo Yonggang find his shirt: "Hold on, and put it on when you go out."

When I came out, I saw that a transport vehicle marked with dangerous goods was connected to a thick pipe, and it was continuously filling the small building with unknown gas.The butcher pinched his watch and stood at the stairs, as vicious as ever: "It's been three minutes since we set up a team! It's a snail!"

Those who can come here are all the elite backbones of various units, and they are no strangers to this kind of emergency assembly, but have they ever seen such a large-scale emergency assembly!Many people rushed out in a panic, with their jackets unbuttoned and armed belts unfastened, and some even rushed out without even taking their clothes.The assembled team was also in disarray, with those who were wearing clothes wearing clothes, and those who were cursing their mothers.A few people with only their underpants and vests on their bodies wanted to rush back to get their combat uniforms, but were stopped by the butcher, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment and anger.

In this chaos, the valve of the pipeline was closed, and the white smoke that hadn't dissipated for a while showed a more dangerous orange color under the dim yellow street lights.

In the dense orange haze, a person slowly stepped out.

☆, the real villain

If it is said that the butcher is not flattering, but at least it fits everyone's imagination of a special soldier.Tall and upright, with a loud voice, and a fierce and murderous look.

So at this time, even if this person is wearing a full set of combat uniforms, it is really hard to imagine that this is a soldier.With his hands behind his back lazily, he walked leisurely and comfortably through the smoke, as if he was a retired old man walking in the smoke of the post-war battlefield.Although he looks very young, he can't survive until thirty.

"All look to the right! Go forward—look!" The butcher trotted neatly in front of the man, and stood at attention: "Report! The team should have 42 people, and there are 42 people, please give instructions!"

The man gave a pretentious "hmm", with an almost hypocritical kindness in his tone: "It's our first meeting, hello everyone. Let me introduce myself, my name is Yuan Lang, the instructor you selected for this training."

"His name is Yuan Lang, and he is a very good person, unlike a butcher." 42's words still ring in his ears.is it him?It seems that the gap is a bit big.

Yuan Lang's tone was relaxed and cheerful: "Let's be courteous first and then fight. First, let's talk about the rules here. Each person gets 100 points, and get out after the deduction. I have the final say on the standard of deduction."

He glanced at Qi Huan's stopwatch and frowned when he saw the data on it: "3 minutes and 20 seconds, let's deduct five points collectively. What is the worst record for new recruits?"

Qi Huan: "3 minutes and 13 seconds."

Yuan Lang suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, yes, I remembered, that session was really as stupid as a pig."

The faces of the students couldn't help but look ugly. This was naked accusation.

Take it easy, just let it go!Wu Zhe said to himself.

Stand at attention, stand at attention endlessly.Everyone was tense, not daring to relax at all.

Yuan Lang slowly stood up straight, peeling off layers of his kind mask, and some kind of beast lurking in his body seemed to be gradually waking up.The beast's eyes showed a fierce light, scanning everyone in the team up and down, trying to find a place to bite.

He walked from one end of the line to the other, from the first row to the last row.From time to time, he kicked them in the crook of the leg with his boot, or pushed them hard.If anyone dares to shake it, they will immediately face scolding: "What kind of training is the soft-legged shrimp!"

He walked past Wu Zhe contemptuously, and patted his fair and smooth face lightly. It didn't hurt, but it was enough to make people feel ashamed: "Why are you bitches, two points will be deducted. But don't worry, I will help You made it through."

Wu Zhe finally couldn't help it anymore: "Report!"

Yuan Lang's hand hangs in the air and freezes beside Wu Zhe's face: "27 speak."

"Please provide detailed deduction terms for students to avoid!"

"Detailed, deductions, points, clauses, clauses." Yuan Lang repeated incredulously, with an elusive smile on his face.The assistant instructors standing aside also laughed, including Butcher.They laughed happily, as if they had just heard such a funny joke, they laughed so hard that they couldn't even stand in their military posture, and they looked like a villain.

What they don't know is that maybe they know but don't care at all. The remaining expectations and respect of the students towards them are all wiped out in this laughter.All that was left was anger, burning with anger, his scalp was numb, and he was eager to try.

Finally laughing enough, Yuan Lang yelled sharply: "Five points deducted! Pursue something that doesn't exist—stupid!"

In the first half hour of the three-month selection training, Wu Zhe had lost one-tenth of his points.He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.He chooses to surrender.If he wants to stay, he must submit.

The faces of the students were not just ugly, they were stern, clenching their teeth, and remained motionless, the whole atmosphere was involuntarily chilled.

The effect of killing chickens and monkeys is outstanding.

Yuan Lang suddenly stopped in front of No. 42 Xu Sanduo.Seeing the disbelief on Xiao Bing's face, he was so nervous that he was sweating, Yuan Lang smiled lightly: "Ah, I know this man. Qi Huan, for my sake, treat him better."

Qi Huan asked: "Do you want to cancel the points deducted just now?"

Yuan Lang raised his eyes, approached this straightforward soldier, his voice was low and hoarse, and echoed in his heart: "Do you want it?"

Xu Sanduo murmured: "No need."

Yuan Lang patted his head and said in a very intimate way, "Then don't scratch."