The sky gradually became brighter, and the outline of the mountain could be seen dimly in the distance.

From "Unity is Your Mother" to "Flying the August 1st Military Flag", and from "Flying the August 1st Military Flag" to "When I Miss Home", I don't know how many songs I sang, and my voice is a little hoarse. a feeling of.

Suddenly, the watches on the wrists of all the instructors were beeping.

The solemn heart is ecstatic.

it's over?

Is it over?

In terms of time, it seems that it is almost the same.

He quickly looked down at the watch in his hand, but the time showed that there were still half an hour.

The ominous premonition was like a **** bird flying across the sky, and the solemn feeling was about to make a fool of himself.

Almost at the same time, the instructors stood up, picked up the yellow plastic bucket beside them, and strode into the river.

Among them, instructor No. 2 walked to Zhuang Yan, bent down and scooped up a bucket of water from the river, like flushing a toilet, and splashed it directly on Zhuang Yan's face.

wow——

Even though Zhuang Yan had already closed his eyes, the intense water still got into his nostrils.

Didn't wait for him to squirt the water.

wow——

Another barrel.

The solemn head was originally on the surface of the water, and it was still steaming, so that the water rushed like this, and suddenly he trembled and fought a cold war.

"Are you cool!?" Instructor No. 2 asked.

"It's cool..." Zhuang Yan felt that the muscles on his face were numb, so he choked up his strength and roared, "Too...too cool!"

To be honest, if possible, Zhuang Yan really wanted to get up and fight directly with Instructor No. 2.

It feels weird.

It's not that I hate the instructor.

As a veteran who has undergone countless inhuman tests, of course he understands that there is nothing humane about this kind of training.

But there was a breath in his body.

The breath was so solemn that it made him panic, and he was going crazy.

As if to find a place to vent.

If you want to find someone to have a good fight, even if you lose, it is better than lying still in the water for four hours now.

Reasonable and high-speed lies, never do this, because the consequences are very serious.

So, you can only vent your emotions through your voice.

"Are you cool!?"

"It's cool! It's cooler than the draft master!"

"It's cool!"

"Cool! I love this feeling!"

Not only solemn, but all the team members in the river jumping used the maximum decibel to vent their exhaustion, coldness, and emotions for a full night.

"Since it's cool, let's make you cool enough!"

The old white hair finally stood up.

"I have to admit that you are very good special forces. But here, my duty is to use the most brutal means to eliminate a large part of you."

His eyes swept from front to back.

"Are you hungry?"

The players didn't answer right away.

A few seconds of hesitation.

The reason is that many people worry that if they say that they are hungry, the old white hair will use the cliché of "quit if you are full, and you will be full if you quit" to lure them into giving up and continuing to choose training.

Such a boring thing.

Those who can survive this night can faint on the field training ground, but they will never raise their hands and quit voluntarily.

"Listen to the password, stand up!"

Finally heard the word "stand up".

Majestic got up staggeringly.

too tired……

too cold...

Shaking all over.

Someone suddenly thumped, his body slanted, and he fell directly into the river again.

Another mess.

Solemn just glanced briefly,

Several people have fainted since last night.

Zhuang Yan is a little chaotic in his head now, and his thinking and reactions are all in a state of holding a shield. He even spent energy to calculate how many people fell to the ground and couldn't stand it and fainted.

Standing on the shore, solemnly like a chicken in soup, the water comes from the brim of the Bonnie hat, from the cuff of the sleeve, from the trousers...

Tick ​​tock from everywhere, dripping into the soil.

"This time, I want to screen out the best, best and top special forces players, and I must be worthy of this opportunity to go abroad to ensure that even if you undergo more cruel training abroad, you can hold on, and it will not be too late. Raise your hands and drop out. Tell me if you're the best!"

"Yes!"

"Who is the best!?"

"I am the best!"

"Who is the best!"

"I'm the best!"

"Okay! Since we all feel that we are stupid, let's not stop and keep coming!" Old Baimao waved his hand, and several instructors came up with bags, and gave everyone a sewing box, a small scissors and a roll of needles and thread, and also There is a foam board.

"There are 20 sewing needles in the needle and thread box, thread the thread as fast as you can, and insert it on the foam board after threading."

The old white hair stopped here for a while.

The corner of his mouth revealed a sly smile that made him want to go up and kick him.

Once he laughed like that, Zhuang Yan knew that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the old white hair said: "Don't be too happy, this is just a small test to test the stability of your body after cold tolerance, because studies have shown that soldiers in the case of low body temperature, attention and operation ability, consciousness will be affected. Confusion, I'm going to see if you guys who say you're the best are really the best! When you're dressed—"

He pointed to the hillside not far away.

"There are several warrior carts under the hillside. Whoever finishes the needle and thread first can go there. Push the warrior carts up a hundred meters up the hillside and you can get food, meat buns, milk, eggs, pan-fried meat patties, but only 80 portion, first come first served.”

No one said a word.

There was silence in the team.

Food is the biggest temptation right now.

Food can take in calories, which is too important for every team member.

No one knew what the next four days were going to be like.

If you can't get one of the 80 meals, the consequences can be imagined.

The old white hair is to directly eliminate everyone to 80.

Ruthless!

"Start!"

With the old Baimao's order, everyone sat down on the spot and began to thread needles.

Threading needles and thread has been done before solemnly.

As a kind of stability training for snipers, Han Yan Wang also likes to intersperse this kind of small game between training sessions to test the members of the "Hunter" team.

However, this is the first time that Zhuang Yan has not eaten for one day and one night, and has endured an 80-kilometer march. After completing the infiltration reconnaissance, he has endured a full four hours of cold resistance and fatigue resistance in the water, and only slept for 30 hours. Needle-threading training for twenty minutes.

Zhuang Yan felt that the needle had a double image...

Three times in a row, Zhuang Yan failed to pass the first needle.

He felt he had to calm himself down.

Don't be in a hurry, the faster you are, the easier it is to make mistakes.

He picked up the scissors and trimmed the end of the thread again. Zhuang Yan squeezed the needle with one hand and the thread with the other, and gently pushed it into the needle hole.

fail...

fail...

Still in vain...

Zhuang Yan found that ~lightnovelpub.net~ could not align the thread end with the pinhole.

The small needles and the slack threads are not obeyed at all, there is a magical feeling in the vision, as if the whole world is unreal, and people's minds seem to be stuffed into a mass of hay, messy and cluttered. Reality.

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I found that the reader, Miss Mu B Mu, gave me a reward every day, which was very touching.

Only good code.

There is a lot of content in the back, including Lao Xu, who will also return.

Please read the book patiently.

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