Army stab

When the Humvee stopped, all the soldiers who followed behind the car and were submerged in the billowing yellow dust were all dumb-eyed and dull-eyed. Hours of push-ups, sit-ups, etc. + five kilometers of cross-country cross-country with weights, after such a set, these soldiers really feel a little bit of gas in and out, and after they stop now, they don’t even know how to swear. up.

Excessive physical fatigue seems to be able to stop the brain terminal from functioning. Looking at Guan Zhong's arrogant smiling face, Ye Jue spit secretly, but on the surface he didn't see any emotional fluctuations. He was really tired, tired. His facial muscles seem to be out of the control of nerve terminals, and he can't make any other expressions except facial paralysis.

Guan Zhong walked past each soldier, and finally stopped in front of a muddy field, staring affectionately at the muddy pond with garbage floating there and emitting a stench, then turned around and smiled strangely: "I said, How long have you been playing? How come everyone has no strength? Don’t show such a dying expression, let others see it and think I’m abusing you~”

"Fuck," Su Mingyuan, who was not far from Ye Jue, cursed in a low voice, and Zhao Bowen, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked very weak in appearance and was very strong in substance, frowned at Su Mingyuan, and reminded in a low voice: "Don't scold. Instructor."

Su Mingyuan stared and ignored him after all, because Guan Zhong, who was standing in front of the muddy pond, suddenly kicked the nearest soldier into it with a kick. The whole person with his head down plunged in, a lot of mud and smelly garbage splashed out, and several soldiers next to him wanted to hide, but they were all forced to stand in place by the sharp-blade man, letting The disgusting mud was thrown on his face.

"Ugh—" It seems that he was knocked unconscious, of course, it may be nausea and fainted. The unlucky guy in the mud struggled for a long time before he got up, and he vomited out before he could stand still. White vomit Coupled with all kinds of colorful garbage, the weird colors caused a huge visual impact. Several soldiers touched their poor stomachs, and their faces turned white and black.

"Stand up straight! Don't move!" Guan Zhong's angry shout successfully scared the soldier who was vomiting unconsciously to stand on the spot, and a second lieutenant with a sharp blade immediately went over and aimed at the soldier with a 95 gun head.

"It's not good to always borrow the training ground of the division headquarters. I found such a good place for you. The mud here was made by our brothers for a long time the day before yesterday. The effect is still satisfactory to the children~" Guan Zhong turned his back, his smile was filled with great satisfaction and pride, and several of the soldiers below were startled by his smile, half of their bodies broke into cold sweat. As Guan Zhong's smile became more and more flat, everyone, poor "Kids" finally couldn't help crying out loud, this fucking surname is a once-in-a-century pervert, this guy actually made them all jump into this rotten mud pond and stand for an hour holding a log, and said What kind of warm-up is this, what the fuck is this shit in the head!

"Aren't you going down?!" Seeing the soldiers twitching on the spot, Guan Zhong hummed and smiled, and immediately a man with sharp blades came up and kicked the group of children down one by one. The scene was like dumpling. lively.

After this group of unlucky people managed to stand firm in the mud, several of them finally vomited after seeing something like pig intestines or poop sticking to their thighs. Guan Zhong didn't wait for anyone to vomit. When it was clean, I began to shout loudly: "Do you all have fucking ears? Where are your logs? Roll up for me to carry the logs before going down."

A sea and land soldier glared at him angrily, and impulsively shook his arms and wanted to go up to fight, but before he could take a step, a bullet landed precisely on his feet and sank into the muddy pond.

There are snipers watching them!

It's a strange feeling. When you don't know it, someone stares at you with an optical sight in a corner, and his gaze falls on the center of your eyebrows or your heart, which is a place where you will be killed with one blow. And you don't even know when and how you're going to get shot.

In addition to providing cover for teammates and conducting long-distance anti-equipment operations, snipers on the battlefield are more often a deterrent, and they are a powerful weapon against the fear of not knowing when they will die.

Of course, this is all on the battlefield. The place where the real guns and live ammunition bleed is of course different from the training ground, but no one wants to try the feeling of being killed by a single shot, even if it is fake.So when these soldiers found that a sniper was staring at them, they stopped immediately, climbed out of the muddy pond, carried logs, and then jumped into the muddy pond obediently. The log was held high above his head, and he stood upright.

Holding a log in his hand that must not be lower than the ear, next to Guan Zhong's endless cursing, cursing the ancestors for eighteen generations, cursing the children and grandchildren until the day the earth is destroyed, Ye Jue is almost unwittingly holding on, The shoulders were already sore, as if they were on fire, every muscle was crazily screaming for exhaustion and pain, and the burning throat was looking forward to any drop of water that would never come. Of course, Ye Jue If he really can't hold it anymore, he can choose to pretend to faint, and then lick the foul-smelling water in this muddy pond, but Ye Jue probably wouldn't do such a disgusting choice that would kill him, even if he went crazy.

Someone fell down beside him, and Ye Jue could vaguely see that it was Li Ming, the little black man from the Northeast who cursed Guan Zhong before. He was lying on the vomit of the previous soldier. , but even this nausea didn't wake him up.

Ye Jue kept looking at Li Ming, and he collapsed in two places in front of him. Next to him was Li Ming's platoon leader, Zhao Bowen. His gold-rimmed spectacles kept flashing his determined eyes. It was so unbearable to wear it, but he didn't speak and didn't move at all.

About 1 minute later, Ye Jue finally couldn't take it anymore, these sharp-edged gangsters are so fucking reckless, just let the soldiers fall into the disgusting quagmire, what if something happens.

Next to the Humvee, Guan Zhong had just finished eating the chicken legs in the thermos. Guan Zhong closed his eyes comfortably, and heard someone shouting for a report.

"What's wrong! Is your mother dead!" Guan Zhong was furious, he hated others to disturb him when he was full of food, drinking and taking a nap.

"Report the instructor! Someone fainted!" Ye Jue shouted while propping his neck.

"I saw it!"

"Then why don't you carry out medical treatment!" Seeing Guan Zhong going to sleep in the car with a big wave of his hand, three veins popped out on Ye Jue's forehead, this fucking person is too fucking human.

"Rescue?" Guan Zhong stopped, turned around and looked at Ye Jue with a half-smile, then turned to ask a Sharp Blade team member who was sleeping on the tree stump next to him: "Hey, is that kid on the ground still alive?"

"Alive," the buddy leaning on the tree stump lazily waved his hand, turned around and continued to sleep, Guan Zhong smiled, turned to look at Ye Jue, and raised his chin: "You heard me, he is still alive."

"But..." What did Ye Jue want to say, Guan Zhong became impatient, and knocked on the headset three times, and a bullet immediately hit Ye Jue ten centimeters away from his leg accurately.

"But what! What a lot of nonsense! Within 5 minutes, if No. 43 can't get up, I'll go back to where it came from!"

After the yelling, Guan Zhong gave Ye Jue a hard look, and pointed with his big hand, "Small, if you dare to yell at the instructor, two points will be deducted!"

Now no one talks anymore, but everyone's hand holding the log is tighter. If they fall down and can't get up again, they will be eliminated. As Guan Zhong said, it doesn't matter where they come from. Where are you going to go back, that ending is not what they want, no one wants to leave in such a useless way before reaching the gate of the sharp blade, they can't just fall down like this, because it will damage the honor of a soldier.

That day, Li Ming was the first person to be sent away, and also the first person to be eliminated in this cruel selection of sharp blades. He didn't even say goodbye to his comrades who had only been together for two days in a sober state. Just like that, he was sent to the hospital in a coma. Of course, after him, six people were sent away because they couldn't persist, and they all lost their qualifications to join the sharp blade.

Li Ming's training after he was sent away was really not difficult. This does not mean that they just stood in the rotten mud for two hours holding a log, and then crossed obstacles on another muddy ground for two hours, and then Go back to the mud pond and continue to lift the log to stand, and then they can "easily" fight in the mud for an hour. The rest and entertainment during the period are five hundred sit-ups, and those who let the log fall below the ears Or run fifty laps around the dirt...

It sounds really not difficult, right? Of course, all of this is based on the words of Guan Zhong. The fact is that when they finally finished the torture in the mud, they collapsed on the ground one by one. At this time, no one Regardless of whether the muddy ground stinks to death, or whether Guan Zhong's words have any credibility.

Su Mingyuan lay beside Ye Jue. He stared at the sunset with his mouth open for a long time, and finally he said softly to Ye Jue as if he came back to life: "Little Ye Zi, I seem to...see Buddha in the sky..."

"Damn," even if Ye Jue was exhausted, he still laughed at Su Mingyuan's nonsensical words. This kid is so tired that he's hallucinating. He's a goddamn Buddha. If there is a Buddha, he must pray to let him go The Buddha accepted Guan Zhong, the devil.

"Kids, are you having fun?" Guan Zhong squatted on the ground, looked at all the tired and paralyzed hard-working soldiers with satisfaction, and praised, "How about it, our training intensity in the future will be much higher than today Now, are you satisfied with this intensity? Does anyone want to quit? Go back to the old army and you won’t have to suffer this foreign crime~”

This remark was meant to be a bit of a joke, but everyone knew that this was a serious question. What was unexpected was that there were really two soldiers who tremblingly raised their hands and said that they were going to quit. Guan Zhong first looked at it with a complicated expression. Look at these two people, just when they were about to speak, Xiao Bai, who had been nestled in the car for a whole day, pushed the door and came down. His black military boots walked in front of the crowd almost silently, with expressionless faces, his eyes were clearly looking at the The two soldiers seemed to pass through two human bodies and landed in an inexplicable place.

"I hope to see more people apply for withdrawal, because coming to Sharpen is really not a good choice for you," Xiao Bai paused, his expression softened, his eyes were filled with deep sarcasm, full of Don't care, "Or should I put it more clearly, you are all too bad, no one deserves to wear this armband."

The last sentence was very soft, but the right hand holding the armband was like the sharpest bayonet, piercing straight into the heart's mouth to gouge out blood, Ye Jue's eyelids twitched, this person's aura was too strong, too flamboyant, too repressed, and too dangerous. In an instant, so many adjectives passed through his mind, and finally settled on those murderous eyes, which were as cold as ice.

"I...I want to stay, I regret it," finally, a soldier who was about to leave couldn't take it anymore, he blushed and stammered, Xiao Bai raised his eyes and looked at him very lightly, "Get out. "

These words were like a strong order, and immediately two second lieutenants with sharp blades came to carry him away, Xiao Bai didn't even look at the group of soldiers behind him, and walked lazily into the car again.

Afterwards, Guan Zhong cursed and yelled and dragged the gang of fucked and inhuman soldiers to the division headquarters. Of course he was still in the car, and the soldiers went back across the road with heavy loads. This was the first time that no one really complained about cross-country with heavy loads. Everyone was thinking about Xiao Bai's words just now and that murderous gaze.

After returning to the dormitory, these hard-working soldiers found that their beds had been cleaned up, and all the things that did not belong to the army were gone, even their own towels, toothbrushes and other things were gone. Everyone There is an army green cup, a white towel and a piece of soap by the bedside.

Ye Jue was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and howled and lifted his quilt, good guy, his cute rations for combat preparations were gone, he picked up the toothpaste that was handed out and looked at it without tears. There are three words that are extremely ecstasy——

Jiahaoshi!

All the hard-pressed soldiers had only time to put down their equipment, and their stinky clothes hadn't been changed yet. Guan Zhong's loud voice was yelling outside the door: "Assemble! Eat! 15 minutes!"

After that, Ye Jue began to enjoy the 15-minute meal time, the endless physical training every day and the daily sleep time of four hours. He and Su Mingyuan once named this period of time "hell", but In the selection training that came soon after, they actually recalled the hellish days with a full face, because in their later view, this so-called "hell" was nothing but happiness and heaven. Ah, but, of course, these are things for later.

The author has something to say: *The selection process in this section refers to a video of the selection of a special forces in the United States, and then added some other special forces selection methods, because this is basically a mix, so it is not possible to determine which force there is Just use this method. In fact, every country has its own way of selecting special forces, but they are always the same. If you are interested, you can Baidu it yourself. In short, remember one thing, that is the requirement Really high... -_-|||

For example, American Delta requires at least proficiency in a few foreign languages, and Russian Alpha requires a high degree of education...

*This period of tough training will continue for a while, well, it is a stage of Xiao Yezi's self-maturation, and later conflicts will erupt between him, Guan Zhong and Xiao Bai, but at that time, it seems that Xiao Bai doesn't bother to talk to Xiao Yezi Come on, there is no way, Xiao Bai is a genius... orz