Chapter 651 Don’t run, rush towards the jeep!

  "This will be the most unforgettable memory of my life!"

  "Shut up, training time is not allowed to whisper, on the 7th, the 8th, you each deduct 10 points! Come, let these two guys calm down!"

  With the clattering of the iron chain, the two hapless eggs who were talking to each other were hung upside down, and then dipped their heads down into the cold water pool.

   "Grumbling..."

   Seeing that the two of them were almost unable to hold on, the instructor on the side pulled up the chain.

   "Ten seconds to you, go on!"

  Walker, who had just left the battlefield in Afghanistan, realized that he seemed to have just left a **** and fell into a quagmire. Here, from the first day, their dignity as humans was completely abandoned.

  Now they only have a cold code name and a percentage scoring manual. If you complete the goal, you can get extra points, but you will be deducted for violations. If the score returns to zero, then roll back to the original unit.

As soon as the word "rolling back to the original unit" came out, the original purpose of everyone here is not so important anymore. Everyone is also a king of soldiers in their respective units. They didn't get any titles and got silly when they came out. It’s a great shame to go back.

What's more, thinking of his colleagues in the Middle East who have not let go of the wheat in the common people's homes, Walker does not want to return to that bad place. Although he is not clean in the Middle East, at least he still has a trace of guilt. The friendly army who shamelessly scraped the ground three feet was much better.

Starting at 8 o’clock in the morning on the first day, after receiving the training uniform and getting the number plate, the hungry Walker and others ran an armed cross-country for 10 kilometers on an empty stomach, and then ate the first and only meal of the day. Down, there is endless physical training.

Armed cross-country obstacle races, sledgehammers, and antigen woods. On this day, they had almost no time to rest. Atlas instructors squeezed their bodies with full energy and tried to use the shortest time to make them physically exhausted. Test their limits.

  After the eighteen-hour extreme training on the first day, people fell on the bed and snored when they didn’t have time to wash up. There was not much communication with each other. Everyone was a veteran. At this moment, it is imperative to regain strength as soon as possible.

  It was only two hours before the head was on the pillow, the combat robots that had been on standby rushed into the dormitory, forced everyone to turn on from the off state, and then they were placed in the waterboarding site and began torturing.

In fact, Atlas’ training is hard, not too hard, but consistent and large amount of training is enough to make a normal adult crash, it’s like someone takes a gun and lets you run ten kilometers in the rain, you will cry After running, but after you have run ten kilometers, the second ten kilometers are waiting for you, this is the most painful.

  After torturing in the water boarding room for four hours, after helping them to wake up their heads, everyone was rushed to the training ground like cattle and continued to repeat the boring physical training.

  And on this day, they only had dinner, and then it was a happy torment time. On the third and fourth days, they only drank an iron cup of lemon jelly tea............

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"How's it going?"

Sitting in a clean and bright dining room, Fisher, holding a knife and fork to cut the veal that had just been airlifted from Australia in front of him, took a napkin and wiped his mouth, and then took another sip of Nordic honey from Northern Europe. Later, he looked at the Marine Major who had just entered the dining room.

  "Probably they have reached their limit. The amount of exercise in these five days is enough for us to undergo intensive surgery. They can stick to it and have the qualifications to enter Atlas!"

  "There is a bright future in the U.S. military (referring to the street after retiring) Atlas and so on. Now that they have reached their limit, the second phase will begin!"

From the fifth day on, Walker found that the work and rest of himself and others had returned to normal. At least those **** instructors allowed them to sleep for six hours, and after getting up, there was a rich breakfast buffet. The kings immediately hid some tortillas in their pockets, but after breakfast, they realized that today's project did not seem to be physical.

   "Jeep? What are they doing in a jeep?"

  "Are you going to chase us again? Can't these guys think of other tricks?"

  "Be content, at least they didn't let you chase the jeep!"

  When the training instructor arrived, the chatting in the queue suddenly stopped, and no one wanted to be deducted for whispering.

   "Yes, yes, it seems that you have a good rest, so I think everyone can complete the project very well today!"

  The Atlas instructor jumped on the hood of the jeep, looked at the queue in front of him and nodded.

  "Next, the jeep test will be carried out. Everyone, will not be allowed to run later. If you rush towards the jeep and jump over the front of the car, you can add five points. If you fail, you will be deducted 10 points!"

   "??? Are you crazy, let's skip the front of the car?"

  A tall officer with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 180 quit, kidding, if he could jump so high, what kind of soldier would he be? I went to the Olympics.

  "What do you think we are training, cheerleaders? Tell you, this is to force you to challenge your limits. If you don't want to participate, the door is over there, and there will be a plane to pick you up when you go out!"

  As soon as he heard the threat to get out, the objection immediately disappeared cleanly. Everyone stared at the instructor in front of him with gritted teeth, but the instructor did not agree.

  "Start below, number one, you come first!"

The roaring jeep galloped in, and a figure jumped up in the next second, trying to jump on the front of the car. However, he calculated the wrong timing and took off too early, causing himself to hit the windshield of the jeep in mid-air. The hapless guy was knocked out several meters away.

  "Stretcher team, send this guy to the medical cabin, deduct 10 points by the way!"

   Seeing colleagues screaming and being hit by bull-like jeep everywhere, Walker with the number behind only felt cold in his hands and feet until his number was called.

   "Number seven, you come!"

Gudu swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Walker looked at the jeep rushing intently, and subconsciously pounced to the left, avoiding the collision of the jeep, but it was of no use. The old driver who drove the car skillfully accelerated and turned around, and then turned towards again. Walker rushed over.

   "No. 7, don't hide, rush towards the jeep!"

   "I'm rushing to your grandma!" Walker fought back provocatively, avoiding the collision again.

"You forced me!" The Atlas instructor who was driving suddenly became furious. He took out his key card and inserted it into the computer of the jeep. In the next second, the four tires of the jeep were slowly retracted, and then the two propulsion engines were removed from the car. Popped down.

   "Fak!"

  (End of this chapter)