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When the news of Blackstone's security expansion was spread out for the first time, many security agencies and the Army began personnel adjustments.

Some people may think that "Blackstone Security is an advanced military academy" is just a joke, but the officers in the Ministry of National Defense who are wearing summer uniforms, blowing on the air conditioner, drinking coffee, and looking in the mirror to trim their hair suddenly realize, why not?

The "World Security Assessment Report" submitted by the Strategic Command pointed out that in the next six years, there will not be any large-scale wars that will affect multiple countries in the world.

Because in this process, each country has only completed the reconstruction work, and it will take several years for them to accumulate strength before they are eligible to launch a new round of war.

So this also means that there is no opportunity for military training in the short term.

Military training is very important.

After the mind was let go, the Ministry of National Defense was actually not idle all day. They were also deducing and reflecting on what it meant to lose the opportunity to participate in the last world war.

It means that 80% of the countries in the world have already experienced the test of war, no matter whether they succeeded or failed in the end, at least they have been tempered.

But the Federation does not. This will be a terrible problem. If the soldiers cannot bear the pressure, it is likely to cause a chain reaction.

This is like those "fun facts" that happened in this world war. The collapse of the soldiers on the front line is likely to directly trigger the fear of the soldiers in the rear.

If someone in the front can hold on and withstand the pressure, the soldiers in the rear who are ready to go to the front can also be more brave than usual.

The Federation urgently needs a soldier who has experienced war, as well as a commander.

The deduction is always a deduction. In the deduction of the naval battle, the Federal Navy can still defeat Gevlar's navy head-on. If the submarine has done a good job, there will be nothing about the Federation now.

Some of the more potential middle-level officers suddenly went through the demobilization procedures, and some of the top soldiers in the army were also discharged, and each of them received a recommendation letter from the Ministry of National Defense at the same time they were discharged.

"This is the so-called ‘ticket’?" Ryan, a soldier who had just returned home from the Navy Stormtrooper, took a letter of introduction and came to the Blackstone Security Training Camp with his comrades after a two-day rest.

The guard asked him to show the letter of introduction, and he took the letter of introduction in his hand, his tone was full of ridicule, "My superior told me that you have good food here."

Ryan is a stinger in the Marine and Land Stormtroopers. His personal professional ability is very good, and he maintains the best results in all trainings.

In this age without war, training results represent a person's military capabilities.

This may not represent a person's true military literacy, but this is also impossible.

The excellent ability made him feel a little dissatisfied with his new "task". In his opinion, arranging himself to enter Blackstone safely is a waste of his own ability.

He should join an overseas field service unit and perform tasks around the world instead of working safely in Blackstone, although the salary here is indeed quite high.

The door guard glanced at him obliquely, without any expression on his face, like a carved face, rigid and rigid.

After checking the letter of introduction, the guard tore off a corner of the letter of introduction, and then handed it back together with a tag, "You can go in."

He didn't respond to Ryan's provocation. It didn't make much sense. He himself came from the army. It didn't matter how difficult it was for these people with good military achievements to do it.

No matter how difficult it is to do, it will be easier to do in Blackstone Security.

This is not the Federal Army. There are strict regulations and certain rules. This is a private enterprise. The military's set of things is not so feasible here.

Ryan watched the guard refused to accept his provocation, he squirmed his mouth and walked into the training ground with his backpack on his back.

Looking at the familiar equipment, he didn't feel the slightest nervousness. He was already very proficient in playing these things. He could say that 90% of the people here are not as good as him.

After entering the camp, someone greeted him. After the other party looked at his tag, he was assigned a tent, and some people were already living in it.

Everyone expressed limited welcome to Ryan's arrival. They only took a look at Ryan and then withdrew their gazes.

Everyone is doing their own thing, and after they have arranged their beds, they adapt to the outside environment.

It's still a bit strange to them here.

At noon, no one came to call them to eat, which made some people a little commotion. Ryan and his former comrades were also a little weird, but they were thinking about making things difficult for them.

There is such a tradition in the army that makes it difficult for the recruits. Sometimes they will play pranks, and it is very bad. The recruits can only endure it silently.

Most of those who resisted have no good end. This kind of making things difficult actually made the recruits understand a truth, who had the final say in the army (superior).

It's just a hungry meal, everyone can make it through, and finally there is a dinner number in the evening, but when Ryan and the others came to the restaurant, they showed a disgusting expression at their dinner.

"God, this is...what?" One of Ryan's comrades stood in front of the dining car and stared out.

He looked at the food in the dining car, flipped his fingers, and the sticky blood remained on his fingers.

"What about the cook, did they forget to start the fire when they were making dinner? It's all **** raw!"

Yes, the dining car is full of flesh and blood of animals that they can't see. No one is cooked, all are raw, cut into one-centimeter-thick pieces of meat like steak.

Blood was still dripping from under the dining car, and the pungent smell of blood rose to the sky, making the tight-knitting people step back a few steps.

The weather is so hot, just a short time, there seems to be some strange smell.

"Is there anyone, is there anyone, hell, who will tell us what's going on?"

Some people are upset, hungry all day, and give these things at night, no one can adapt.

At this time, there was a sound of neat leather boots landing outside, and with the sound of "stand at attention," everyone subconsciously raised their heads and stared at the door of the restaurant.

Next, a guy who appeared to be thirty-six or seventeen years old walked in, "You can call me by my name... or you can call me major. I will be the chief of you people. I just heard someone making a noise. Who will tell me what are you talking about?"

He can be a major in his thirties. This guy must have an amazing background. The new employees in the restaurant were very upset, but didn't show it. They knew what the army was, and the rank represented everything.

Everyone didn't say anything, and the other party didn't seem to let go of their plans. At the time of such a stalemate, Ryan stood up and said, "Report, sir, we are discussing how to solve the dinner."

The major looked at him twice. "What's your name?"

"Ryan, sir."

"Very well, Ryan, now we have entered the enemy-occupied area. This area is full of enemy's dark guards. We are also at a disadvantage in terms of strength. At the same time, we need to complete the arduous task of hiding or passing through the enemy-occupied area for a long time. discover."

"Excuse me, how do you solve the dinner problem now."

Ryan replied without hesitation, "I can bring more food, sir!"

"The food you brought is finished."

"I can eat fruits and some plant leaves, sir!"

"There are some poisonous plants near you. You don't know how to tell them apart."

"I can……"

Before Ryan finished speaking, the major raised his hand to stop him, then looked at his adjutant, "How do you solve the same problem?"

The adjutant turned around, walked to the dining car, picked a piece of raw meat that looked slightly dry, cut it into strips with the dagger he carried, and swallowed it in his stomach.

"I will eat this meat, sir!"

The major nodded in satisfaction, "Very good...", when he looked at other people again, he said, "This is your dinner, raw meat, you don't need to eat it, but tomorrow morning we will have 20 kilometers I hope you will have the strength to cross-country with heavy loads."

"If someone is left behind and can't do it, you can truly be discharged!"

"Now, disband..."

After the officer left, the people in the restaurant stared at the raw meat in the dining car in a daze, and some retched. In the age when steaks were all cooked, who the **** liked to eat raw meat?

On the first day, Ryan spent time with diarrhea and vomiting.

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Ryan came to the playground a little languidly, and the next step was full-bearing cross-country. What made Ryan a little scalp numb was that he weighed ten pounds more than others.

He looked at the officers, clenched his fists, "Report, sir."

The major looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

"Why do I carry ten pounds more than others, sir?!"

A thorn head always has the advantage of a thorn head. Even in the face of an officer, he dares to confront him. He has to figure out what is the reason for him to be treated differently from others.

If you really want to use him to build power, or if you have any opinions on him, it doesn't matter whether he continues to work here or not.

Seeing Ryan’s full face, the major’s answer made no one think of—

"You said yesterday that you brought more food. Now I give you this opportunity. The extra ten pounds is the extra food you brought. Is this a problem?"

After three to five seconds, Ryan replied loudly, "No, sir!"

The major nodded ~lightnovelpub.net~ Very good, anyone else has a problem? "

No one said anything.

"I must remind you that we have now entered an enemy-occupied area, and all actions that can expose us are undesirable."

"You may think I am making things difficult for you, but in fact this is the real case we encountered in Ameria. We were trapped in a circle of rebels. If we were exposed, we would be countless enemies. Surrounded and then wiped out."

"I need to be responsible for your future. I would rather you be brushed off here, and I don't want you to die on the battlefield."

"This is not an exercise in a military base. It is not a military training. We are about to go overseas to carry out military missions with live ammunition. Every one of you may die there, including me."

"The only thing I can do now is to give you as many opportunities as possible to live and master more means and abilities to save yourself."

After the major said these words, his gaze stayed on every soldier's face for a moment, "Let's go!"