Special Forces: Breathe to Become Stronger

The next day, Ye Tian was in a daze and seemed to see something floating past him.

Sense of crisis +1.

What the hell?

The next second, Ye Tian's hair stood up and he sat up suddenly.

Sense of crisis +3.

At this time, Chen Xiwa was standing at the head of Ye Tian's bed, grinning.

""Fuck!"

Ye Tian took a long breath and rubbed his temples to relieve the tension, otherwise he would easily have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Then, Ye Tian turned his head and glared at Chen Xiwa.

As soon as he turned his head , a toothbrush with toothpaste on it was directly pushed towards Ye Tian's face.

That was Ye Tian's toothbrush.

"Brother Tian, you woke up. That's great."

"Come on, let’s go brush our teeth together!"

"It's getting late, and there are still eight minutes of training."Chen Xiwa said with a smile on her face.

Ye Tian froze.

He stared at Chen Xiwa's bright face and the toothbrush close at hand.

He was furious. Do you understand?

Squeezing toothpaste...

This usually happens between lovers, when a girl in love squeezes toothpaste for a boy.

Chen Xiwa's behavior seriously affected Ye Tian's beautiful fantasy.

""Hey, hey, hey!" Facing Ye Tian's indignant eyes, Chen Xiwa grinned and laughed dryly.

This idiot.

Brush your teeth!

"Brother Tian, you haven’t told me yet, what tasks do special forces usually perform on a daily basis?"

"

" Ye Tian's mouth was full of toothpaste bubbles.

"Deal with emergencies?"

"What is"handling emergencies?" Chen Xiwa insisted.

Sometimes Ye Tian wondered whether he should give Chen Xiwa those chemistry books.

He was too simple.

Silly.

No matter what happened today, or if he had conflicts with others, when he woke up the next morning, this guy's face would be full of sunshine again.

Silly, silly.

Is he really suitable to be a special forces soldier?

"It's just... dealing with various emergencies"

"Why are you always fussing over these things? I'm not a special forces soldier. How do I know what tasks they perform on a daily basis?"

"If you have time to worry about this, you might as well take a good rest, maintain sufficient physical strength, and train well."

"The special forces selection will begin soon, don't let yourself be eliminated, or you will be upset."

Changing the subject, Ye Tian asked,"What is today's training mission?"

……

The company commander's office.

Zhuang Yan came to clean up early in the morning.

After the morning exercise in the army, he sat alone on the stone steps outside the office in a daze. Company commander Miao came.

Zhuang Yan was very entangled and looked for something to do in the office.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said,"Company commander Miao, that……"

Miao Lian looked up,"What's up?"

Zhuang Yan nodded and said,"I heard that there will be a military exercise soon. After the military exercise, there will be a special forces selection competition."

"I, I have been working as a clerk here for more than half a year. When will I be assigned to the company?"Zhuang Yan thought to himself, I can't serve him here for the rest of my life, right? I have n't served my parents like this at home!

The last time he was frustrated, Zhuang Yan was depressed for a whole month before he recovered. He rekindled his fighting spirit.

He still wanted to compete with Ye Tian and fight for his breath.

When everyone around him was preparing for military exercises and special forces selection, Zhuang Yan was alone in a daze, simply an alien.

He couldn't stand being isolated and couldn't stand other people's strange eyes.

At least the special forces selection is fair, right?

I heard that the perverted Lao Gao is very principled.

The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company has limited resources, and he can't beat Ye Tian. If he goes to Langya, he may not be unable to turn over.

The most important point is that Zhuang Yan doesn't want to waste his life.

Because he was born in the Forty-Nine City and is a college student, coupled with family factors, Zhuang Yan's arrogance, selfishness, and narrow-mindedness have led to his narrow mind. He can't tolerate others being better than himself.

However,

Zhuang Yan has one advantage.

He loves learning.

Otherwise, their physical fitness and marksmanship are not good enough. He can surpass the new recruits of the same period.

I have to admit that those who have been to college and are under the rule of the emperor are knowledgeable, spiritual, and have pursuits.

In the past month, Zhuang Yan has thought for a long time.

For Xiaoying, he decided to stay in the army.

He always felt that as long as he was in the army, he would be able to find him one day.

The key problem is that he has not been assigned to the company to this day.

It is not pleasant to be isolated, as if he is the only one left in the world.

He lives a very depressing life.

Moreover, many training programs cannot be completed by one person alone.

For example, Sanda, such as wrestling.

No one teaches, the movements are not standard, and the key points are not known.

Even if the movements are learned well, if no one cooperates in simulations and actual combat, even if you train for a lifetime, you may not be able to react in time when you really fight with others.

The ability to withstand blows is not good.

People who have never had actual combat panic when they get on the ring, and they forget all the movements and combinations.

For various reasons,

Zhuang Yan had to be thick-skinned and want Miao Lian to arrange for them.

"I want to go to the company."

Lian Miao was reviewing official documents and preparing for military exercises, and he said perfunctorily,"Oh! We'll talk about it later!"

Zhuang Yan stood there, feeling very aggrieved.

After a while, Lian Miao raised his head and asked,"Why, is there anything else?"

"No, not at all"

"Then I'll go out first."

Maybe it's not the right time now.

Zhuang Yan just walked to the door when he was stopped by Miao Lian,"Wait a minute. Go to the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company and tell Platoon Chen to go to the warehouse to get bullets. When shooting, ask him to give Ye Tian an extra 100 rounds."

"Good."

Zhuang Yan's face was gloomy.