Army stab

When it was almost early morning that day, the group of soldiers who were pulled out by Guan Zhong came back like dead dogs. Ye Jue was wrapped in a blanket and nestled on the Datong bunk, watching Su Mingyuan staggered and fell beside him in a daze. Once you fall down, you can no longer move.

"Hey..." Ye Jue licked his lower lip, and carefully poked Su Mingyuan with a finger. This guy looks very strange now, lying dead on the bed like a corpse, but his eyes are wide open and not closed. , the pupils were a little dilated, as if they were out of focus from exhaustion.

Su Mingyuan tried his best to pull himself together, retracted his erratic eyes, and looked completely absent-minded. His body was covered with dirt, and there were many black mud spots on his face, which mixed with the camouflage color to form a kind of dirty. Dirty weird shades.

Ye Jue sighed, freed his hand to pull the towel over, and wiped Su Mingyuan's face vigorously. The big cut on Su Mingyuan's forehead was rubbed by the towel, and the pain made him tremble all over. Only then did he wake up. Looking at Ye Jue intently, his eyes that were trying to open wide slowly became brighter.

"Little Yezi?" Su Mingyuan's voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had poured a mouthful of sand into it, tearing his words and leaving a hard mark.

Ye Jue raised his eyebrows, and sighed in admiration, "It's not easy, you've been tortured like this, what did that bitch Guan Zhong do to you today?"

Su Mingyuan smiled wearily, shook his head and said, "Don't mention it, you will understand tomorrow..."

After saying this, Su Mingyuan fell asleep with his head tilted, and the snoring sounded loudly. All the soldiers in the pigsty didn't wash up that night, and they fell on the bed wearing dirty training uniforms and couldn't move anymore. The quiet pigsty In it, only the snoring of the soldiers one after another interweaves into a very ugly symphony.

Three hours later, Guan Zhong's death-defying assembly whistle sounded, like a sharp knife mark across the boundless dark night, all the sleeping soldiers dragged their exhausted bodies to get up, packed their equipment and assembled.

Obviously the body has been exhausted to the limit, but the terrible and powerful inertia will make people gather immediately after hearing the whistle. It seems that the brain has been assimilated by this damn training, and it has been divided into several areas. After hearing different instructions behave differently.

It is true that human beings are not machines, but human beings can be weapons. High-intensity training and iron and blood tempering can not only build a warrior's body, but also temper his soul. All the pain and suffering will eventually create a powerful warrior. Tough soldiers, that is the backbone of a country, provoke trust and shoulder commitment.

During a break, the big bitch Guan Zhong once looked contemptuously at the crooked soldiers. At that time, he picked his nose and said in a disgusting tone: "Eat bitterness, Fang For ghosts and ghosts, you guys are so fucking useless, I have participated in the selection training for so many years, and you guys are the worst!"

The soldiers crouched on the ground and silently endured the verbal insults of the slut Guan. The fire in their eyes could burn through a person. This is anger without words, silent persistence, and a defense that cannot admit defeat no matter what. This is a soldier A promise to myself.

Just like now, with a load of 30 kilograms on their shoulders, they ran all the way in the complex area of ​​ravines. The folds of the clothes dripped slowly, and thick camouflage was smeared on everyone's face, blurring the expression of a single person, but it was difficult to conceal the stubbornness in their eyes.

Holding a loudspeaker in his hand, Guan Zhong stood arrogantly on the Humvee with one hand leaning on the frame, shouting vigorously, "You bunch of bear soldiers! I don't like your poor speed! Do you want me to be here? Hang a naked big-breasted beauty in front of you, so you can run faster!"

Sitting next to him was Sun Jing, holding a [-] in her hand, and from time to time fired two shots at the soldiers who fell behind. Although it was a rubber bullet, but at such a distance, it was a bloody mark on the body, and it hurt. Nor is it covered.

Because Ye Jue had a fever yesterday, he was a little physically weak at the moment, so he always fell to the last place in the line. Sun Jing's rubber bullets always focused on this unlucky boy. It's on fire, the wound on my fucking calf has been shot a few times, and it's painful right now.

Ye Jue spat on the ground, and rushed forward with great strides. The undulating muddy ground under his feet was covered with large stones. The equipment was too heavy. He straightened his neck and looked forward. Although the light of the headlights was not very good, he could still see Xiao Bai sitting in the last row of seats. He fell asleep, and even Guan Zhong's loud voice could not wake him up.

Ten kilometers of cross-country is not too far for them, but the training this time is obviously different from the previous ones. They are deprived of rest time, and it is impossible to have a minute of rest. After arriving at the destination , Guan Zhong asked them to quickly pass through the fire blockade in front of them. A large piece of barbed wire was tangled on the ground, and they needed to cross the blockade with a heavy load.

They have encountered this kind of training before, so these soldiers are familiar with jumping down the gully area and then lying down and crawling forward. There are machine guns spitting out flames all around, and the sound of "da da da da" is deafening.

When they entered a third of the barbed wire fence, Guan Zhong’s voice pierced through the sound of machine guns, and it was so cruel that it was unreal: “You bastards, hurry up! The training from now on will not be empty bullets or Rubber bullets are live ammunition! If you want to survive, use your true skills!"

live ammunition!

At this moment, almost all the soldiers froze for a moment. Live ammunition meant that if they were hit by a bullet, it would no longer be a bruised blood spot, but a bloody hole. If they were hit by a machine gun at such a distance, It can definitely run through the body, a split blood hole.

A different kind of tension spread, and the soldiers tightened their movements in unison, became more careful and slowed down. At this time, the machine gun fire was [-] centimeters from the ground, and sometimes it was only a few inches from the top of their heads. The distance of centimeters, even a little lower, can directly send them to the gate of hell for a walk.

Cold sweat broke out on everyone's palms, and the tongues of flames constantly bubbling around them were terrifying like the call of death, but they had no way out, they had no way of retreating, they could only move forward, and kept moving forward until they entered the gate of the sharp blade.

The training for crossing the barbed wire barrier went smoothly. Not a single soldier was shot by the machine gun. Just after breaking away from this dead barbed wire, they entered another minefield, mixed with fire and smoke. They took out the anti-virus equipment from their equipment. Put on the mask to avoid the yellow gas. The blazing flame devours every drop of water in their bodies. The smell of burning clothes is everywhere, mixed with some special gas. The whole field training ground is very similar to that of Shura. field.

Even though it is winter now, the sweat flowing on the soldiers can be weighed by the catty. The training uniforms are completely wet, and the road in front of the gas masks becomes blurred and hideous. They ran in the fire and climbed over countless high mountains. While avoiding the instructor's bullets, they avoided the explosives thrown from nowhere.

There was a soldier who was unlucky enough to be lifted by the heavy tire that suddenly hit him. After he stabilized his figure, his right foot unfortunately stepped on the mine with the skull logo, and the smoke alarm behind him lit up. This time he made a mistake. Ten points were deducted from him, and this was unfortunately his last ten.

Guan Zhong held up the loudspeaker and said cursingly: "You can go back to where you came from, you bear. Hurry up and let me out, what are you thinking of standing on the ground in a daze!"

The soldier left the training ground and took off his gas mask. The camouflage on his face had already been stained by sweat. At this moment, he lowered his head and tightly clutched the gas mask in his hand, unable to say a word for a while.

There is a silent farewell over there, but the training here cannot be delayed for a second. Some people want to stop to see off the soldier who is about to leave, but they don't even see him off. No chance of leaving.

There is no so-called probability on the battlefield, everything is 100% ratio, if you are alive, you are [-]% success, if you are dead, you are [-]% failure, and survival and death are never a multiple-choice question.

The soldiers walked through the sea of ​​flames, the sound of machine guns, explosions, and curses were endless, and finally there was a roar that overshadowed all of them. It was the last cry of a soldier who was about to leave. I can't proudly claim that I have been to Sharp Blade, that is the pinnacle of individual soldiers.

He could only return to the starting point with his equipment on his back, waiting for the next training session.

After the crazy cross-country running, the soldiers gasped for breath, every cell in the body was clamoring frantically for food, water and rest, but they couldn't, they had to start the next step with a load that was so heavy that they could barely bear it. A round of sprints, and then a super stunt...

From one early morning to another, the seemingly endless training finally came to an end, everyone lay down on the ground, panting almost weakly, Xiao Bai, who had been nestled in the Humvee for a whole day, finally got off.

His strides were big and vigorous, and he stopped in front of the crooked formation of soldiers. Xiao Bai looked around with a mocking and provocative gaze, and spoke slowly, speaking the cruelest facts in the calmest tone. :

"Soldiers, I really want to say that you are welcome to officially enter the selection of the sharp blade, but this sentence is a bit nonsense when applied to you. After a whole day of warm-up training yesterday, someone still couldn't stand it today. What should I use? Words to describe you. Wimpy or dumb?"

"There will be six weeks of special selection waiting for you, two weeks for each of the three stages." Xiao Bai paused, his eyes were like cold weapons, which made people shudder: "Judging from your current bear appearance , After six weeks, there will probably be no one who can lie here and listen to me? What do you want? The peak of a single soldier? What kind of bullshit peak are you looking like now?"

This is a question, but the tone is not a question at all, like a sharp knife cutting the hearts of these soldiers, leaving bloody wounds.

"Two points deducted from all! Guan Zhong, why are you still standing still! Why don't you drive them all back to the pigsty!" Xiao Bai turned around and left after leaving this sentence. With the strength to wish to kill him, without turning back, he can even feel that there is someone in the last corner of the team staring at him with the same concentration, but it is not quite the same as others, except for anger, there is also exploration and inquiry with unknown meaning .

Guan Zhong got the order, and with a dark face, he ordered the soldiers who had only rested for less than 15 minutes in the whole day to pick up their equipment and go back across the country with heavy loads.

Su Mingyuan ran beside Ye Jue, just like yesterday, his pupils were a little dizzy due to overwork, but Ye Jue was not much better, almost all the soldiers looked like ghosts, and their steps seemed to be erratic as if they were stepping on cotton supported.

"Little Yezi..." Su Mingyuan adjusted his breathing, and the panting was as loud as an old blower.

"Huh?" Ye Jue forcibly gathered his mind, God knows how much he wants to lie on the ground and never move again.

"We... must hold on!"

"……it is good."

Ye Jue looked forward, and the Hummer under the stars turned on two headlights, and the figures of Guan Zhong and Sun Jing gradually blurred, but he was able to distinguish a person's back in the blur, a strong and dangerous back.

From that day on, they only had four hours of sleep time every day, and the rest time plus meal time can reach four to 10 minutes. When eating, everyone used their most comfortable postures, even Some people can eat and sleep at the same time,

And when they were sleeping, they would snore loudly as soon as they fell down, and no one would gossip, because no one had the strength anymore. jump up.

They ran in the ravine-filled wilderness with a load of thirty kilograms,

They search for all suspicious objects in the burning minefield,

They crawled, dodged, and advanced in the fetid mud.

When the physical suffering reaches the extreme, the spirit is placed in a place that is impenetrable to any weapon. They temper their bodies crazily, and even conduct additional training when the instructor does not ask for it. Everyone is jealous , and even seems to have lost the ability to speak.

Train, deduct points, train again, deduct points again.

This seemed to be a cycle of death. The first phase of training hadn't ended yet, and eight soldiers had already left because they had deducted points. They refused all offers to see them off, and just left silently.

Leaving this hell does not mean entering heaven. Their bodies and spirits have been tempered by the flames of hell, so they reject the so-called call of heaven. If possible, they will come to this hell again.

"Put down all your childishness! This is the sharp blade!" Xiao Bai stood in front of the queue, and after reporting everyone's current scores, his eyes passed through the gang of soldiers with contempt, and finally stopped at a corner that no one knew about. , Ye Jue stood at the end of the line and looked at him, his mind was at war with God, he clenched his fists tightly, his masseter muscles were tense from clenching his back molars tightly.

The first stage of training is finally over, and ten soldiers have left. Compared to the 32 soldiers when they first arrived, the 22-member queue is too short no matter how you look at it. After so many days, this is the first time Ye Jue has truly He became nervous, and he will enter the second stage of training tomorrow, and he still has 27 points left, which is the lowest score among all the remaining soldiers. It seems that he may leave at any time because of the deduction of points.

Sweat trickled down the lines of his palms, dripping to form a shallow dot on the ground. Ye Jue watched Xiao Bai announce his disbandment, but his apparently lazy back contained endless power, like an elegant leopard.

He heard Su Mingyuan ask him with concern: "Little Yezi, why do you have 27 points left? Damn, did they deduct your points without permission?"

Ye Jue shook his head heavily, the corners of his tensed lips eased a little, and he finally smiled, his voice was panting because of the high-intensity training, and he replied word by word: "It's okay, young master will definitely stay here of!"