The sun has risen, and the morning temperature in Novosibirsk is not too high. It may be because of the fog last night, and there is a damp smell in the air.

Red banners have been hung on the rostrum of the base, and tables and chairs covered with red cloth have been set up. Several major generals are sitting in the middle, and several senior officers from the participating national teams are lined up left and right. , with a serious expression.

Each representative formed a column facing the rostrum. The formation of the detachment was solemn. He held a five-star red flag in his hand, wore special combat camouflage, and wore a small camouflage cap. He kept his eyes fixed on the front.

What I didn’t expect today is that the local military base actually invited people to come to watch the game. What’s even more surprising is that there are dozens of Chinese representatives, holding a miniature version of the five-star red flag in their hands and waving constantly. Also painted the pattern of five-pointed star and eight one.

"Come on, the People's Liberation Army!"

"Come on, Team China!"

A few uncles and aunts who could tell at a glance that they were Chinese, and a few young boys and girls couldn't hold back the excitement of being here with their own national special forces, and began to cheer.

This actually added a layer of pressure to the hearts of every player present.

I thought it was a closed-door competition, but I didn't expect it to be an open competition now.

Before everyone didn't know any information about this, it was a bit sudden at this moment.

This is equivalent to competing with the special forces of other countries in front of the elders and villagers. Usually it is useless to brag, but now it is a real competition abroad. If you lose, you will disappoint these Chinese people who are doing business and work in country E.

For soldiers, it is absolutely unacceptable.

After the brief and grand opening ceremony, the chairman of the event preparatory committee announced the official start of the competition.

After the chiefs finished speaking, Peternov came up and announced that the first day of competition included a helicopter landing and a 15-kilometer rapid march.

This is already a revised competition process, and although the subjects of domestic training are generally figured out, the connection is not the same.

There is no directional cross-country set before, only 15 kilometers of azimuth, and then ambush, intercept vehicles, capture targets and obtain intelligence documents.

These are nothing to argue with, and they seem to be less intense.

As long as it's the previous training subject, Zhuang Yan thinks it's fine.

Unexpectedly, before the game started, things seemed to change again.

All the participating teams came to the sidelines, and the leader of the referee group, Colonel Peternov, the chicken thief, asked each team to send a player to draw lots.

It is my duty to do so, Zhuang Yan is the squad leader, and of course he is the one who draws lots.

Because the people who sampled were the sub-captains of the special forces units of various countries, that is, the squad leaders of the reconnaissance squad.

Kasim was the first to draw, reached out to fish in the box, and got the No. 2 lottery.

This means that the national anti-terrorist force of country H is the second to set off.

Nikolai drew and got No. 1.

It means that the paratroopers of the 45th Special Operations Regiment are the first to set off.

Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand and pumped...

Fuck!

It's a number 9!

In other words, the team is the last to leave.

Luck is really so-so.

But it's all luck, no way.

Since it was at the end of the queue, it would take at least three hours for the team to set off according to the speed of releasing a group of people every 20 minutes.

The starting point was next to a row of fir trees on the side of the training ground at the base. Everyone checked each other's equipment for the last time, and then began to cheer each other on.

Zhuang Yan suddenly discovered that fighting chicken blood is not the only thing to do. The veterans of any team are fighting chicken blood for their teammates.

The big-haired paratroopers had already formed a circle on the sidelines, arms on their arms, their waists bent, their heads lowered, and each mouthful of "come on" and "victory", like a group of bears roaring together.

The funniest thing is that the black buddies from Africa actually danced their dance around them, and they murmured in a language that solemnly couldn't understand, as if they were chanting a spell to invite God's upper body.

Just when everyone thought the game was about to start, there was an unexpected change.

Everyone's weight must be strictly tested. There are several electronic scales next to the starting point, and everyone who sets out must put their rucksack on it to weigh.

Weighing is not only to be done when you start, but also to be weighed again immediately when you return to the finish line, so as to avoid throwing away items in the rucksack and sandbags in order to reduce the load in the middle.

Peternov, who had just weighed the 45 team members, gathered everyone again.

"I'm sorry, but I have to ask everyone's opinion on something."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xu Weiguo felt something was wrong again.

Sure enough, his intuition was accurate.

Colonel Peternov continued: "That's right, we weighed it just now and found that the backpacks of our country's team members are all 20KG. According to the rules, the weight requirement for today's assessment of this project is more than 15KG. I want to remind everyone that you must pay attention to the weight of your rucksack, and if the weight is not enough, please add it yourself."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again.

"Comrade Colonel, if that's the case, why can't your men lose some weight?"

An old black leader asked with some dissatisfaction.

Colonel Peternov said in a straight line: "Because the firearms, grenades, and various survival equipment used by our soldiers are heavy, but if you throw away some equipment, then this does not meet the actual combat requirements. Can you give up your grenades, bullets, food, climbing ropes and the like?"

He beckoned and let a paratrooper from the 45th Special Operations Regiment come over.

"Maxim, open your rucksack for everyone to see."

"Yes!"

The paratrooper special forces member named Maxim immediately took off his big rucksack, opened it in front of everyone, and took out the contents one by one.

Climbing ropes, food, water bags, tarps, first aid kits, binoculars, directional mines, TNT blocks, walkie-talkies, telephone lines, water bottles, urns…

Then remove the tactical vest and belt.

10 grenades, 6 magazines, 4 sweet potato grenades, night vision equipment, pistols...

Like a jingle pocket, this guy digs more and more.

Finally, I took out an RPG-26 rocket launcher...

The old black leader next to him didn't want to watch any more, he waved his hand and said, "Oh my God, why are you putting so many things on your body?"

"War!" Colonel Petronov said with a bit of pride: "When our soldiers entered Grozny, they carried these things on their backs, which are all in line with the requirements of actual combat."

Xu Weiguo remained silent.

He knew that Peternov had already figured it out.

If you dare to bring it up like this, you must hold it.

The special forces of various countries use their own equipment, including rucksacks and the like. Some countries import equipment from the Eagle Sauce family, while some countries that used to belong to the former Soviet Union use Russian equipment, but the weight of all equipment is definitely not the same. Consistent.

But the terms of the rules can easily be misleading.

Who doesn't want to carry something less?

So when everyone was preparing for the training, they did everything possible according to the rucksack load of 15 kg.

But I didn't expect it to be good now, the rucksack suddenly became 20KG.

There is an extra 5KG for no reason.

Don't underestimate this 5KG, that's 10 pounds. Running a dozen kilometers, or in the wild, this is absolutely fatal.

Sure enough, Major Kasim couldn't help asking at first: "Colonel, your rules say it's 15KG. We all train according to this weight. You suddenly want to increase it. Isn't that breaking the rules?"

"How could this be breaking the rules?" Colonel Petronov looked wronged, spread out his hands, took out the rules, and put them in front of Kasim: "Look at the rules, it's written very clearly, It is at least 15KG or more."

"..."

Tens of thousands of alpacas ran through Kasim's heart.

Colonel Peternov continued: "I said, don't waste any more time, the weight is actually the same for everyone, no one takes advantage, are our soldiers stealing a few pounds? No, we are also 20GK, I only It's fair to ask you to be the same weight as us, and I don't think it's too much."

Team leaders, look at me, and I'll look at you.

This seems to make sense.

The Da Maozi paratroopers also carry 20KG and use the same scale. Anyone can supervise them without cutting corners at all.

Suddenly, Xu Weiguo felt that he was right to remain silent.

In fact, Da Maozi does this.

Now it's his territory, he has the final say, as long as it's not too much, he can only accept it.

You can't go to the Preparatory Committee for this mess.

Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to do that?

Oh, everyone is a special force, everyone is 20KG, so you want to protest because you have an extra 5KG?

Colonel Petronov showed his signature chicken thief smile.

This method, I am afraid he has already thought of it.

The meat is on the cutting board, so if you disagree, you have to agree.

"Since everyone has no opinion, then I will let the troops go." Peternov's eyes swept over every helpless face, and said triumphantly to the referee at the starting point: "Berev, let the boys start!"

"Brigade Xu, what's wrong?" Zhuang Yan saw Xu Weiguo returning to the shade of a tree, and he realized that Peternov must have nothing to take care of: "The colonel is playing tricks again?"

Xu Weiguo snorted coldly: "It's not normal that he doesn't play tricks~lightnovelpub.net~ This time they said that their people's weight is 20KG, and we all need to compete according to the 20KG weight."

Zhuang Yan was stunned: "Isn't the 15KG stipulated in the rules?"

"Damn it!" Xu Weiguo couldn't help scolding his mother: "What they wrote is at least 15KG, which means 15KG is included!"

"Fuck!" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but be happy.

Colonel Mao Mao really played tricks so well that he didn't want to be embarrassed at all.

"Can I have a face? Can't they be made to carry less equipment?"

"People said that this is not breaking the rules. Everyone's equipment is a necessities for fighting, and it is impossible to discard it in actual combat." Xu Weiguo sneered: "He also said that everyone has the same weight anyway, what's the point? That means That is, if any of you dare not add 5KG, it is a coward, you say, who would disagree?"

Zhuang Yan chuckled: "I can't tell, the big man also has curvy intestines."

He turned his head to the other team members and said, "Have you heard it? Each of you will add an extra 5KG, no problem, right?"

"No problem! Just fight with the big hairy!"

"That's right, just do it! I'm afraid he'll be an egg!"

"Go ahead and grab their first place! Let that colonel roll his eyes!"

On the contrary, everyone's morale suddenly rose.

This is somewhat unexpected.

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