After hearing what Hei Ming said, the special training members below were furious, and almost immediately someone raised their hands and shouted.

"Tell the instructor, I want to participate."

"I want to sign up and kill these bastards."

"..."

After a while, many special training members became so excited that they almost rushed out of the queue and went to settle the score with the SEAL team.

After all, as Chinese soldiers and special forces, they would never tolerate soldiers from other countries killing their own colleagues.

"Everyone, be quiet."

Hei Ming pressed his hands and said quite seriously: "According to the instructor's instructions, this actual combat training is not a child's play. If one of you fails, your life will be in danger, so he needs the best twenty of you." .”

"That goes without saying, I will definitely be able to go." Zhang Dazhuang grinned.

"Whether you can go or not is not up to you."

Hei Ming snorted coldly, then pointed at Xiang Dongliu and said, "All participants in this actual combat training must pass instructor Xiang's personal test."

"ah."

A burst of wailing suddenly sounded, and all the members of the special training group suddenly felt at a loss.

Because they all knew that their instructor Xiang was very skilled and very demanding, so they still had doubts about whether they could pass Xiang Dongliu's personal test.

What's more, there are more than a hundred special training personnel in total, but only twenty can actually go. Therefore, coupled with this relatively low chance, many special training members are not confident in their own strength. My heart suddenly dropped, feeling that I really had no hope of participating in this rare practical training.

"Don't worry, everyone."

Xiang Dongliu could see everyone's mood, so he stopped everyone's discussion with a smile: "This special combat training is not unique. I will also arrange other special training for everyone, so I hope it doesn't pass today. Those of you who are tested by me personally, don’t be discouraged, as long as you are willing to train hard, you will be qualified to go to the battlefield.”

Having said this, Xiang Dongliu lowered his head and looked at the time, and then said: "Starting from the first team, one person will take turns to attack me, and I will test your skills to see if you can pass the test."

"I'll go first."

When Zhang Dazhuang heard this, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and swaggered out of the queue.

"Very good, you have the courage."

Xiang Dongliu smiled and praised, couldn't help but hide one hand behind his back, stretched out only one hand and said: "Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

"Be careful, instructor Xiang." Zhang Dazhuang immediately put up his posture with a smile as soon as he arrived in front of Xiang Dongliu.

"If you were on the battlefield, your enemy wouldn't give you this time to show off."

Xiang Dongliu reminded with a slight smile: "On the battlefield, either you die or I die, so what you have to do is kill the enemy in the shortest time."

"drink."

Zhang Dazhuang was not his mother-in-law's master. When he heard what Xiang Dongliu said, his eyes sharpened and he punched Xiang Dongliu's nose fiercely.

"Too weak."

Xiang Dongliu lightly slapped his wrist and knocked his fist away.

"Eat my claw."

Zhang Dazhuang could not help but shout loudly, but the real situation was that he did not take action, but directly kicked Xiang Dongliu in the waist.

"Pass."

Xiang Dongliu's eyes brightened slightly, and he easily dodged his kick and said, "Although this trick is useless to me, if you encounter an opponent of the same level, it can also play a deceptive role."

"Haha, I passed the personal test with the instructor, yeah."

As soon as Zhang Dazhuang heard the test, he jumped up with joy, making many people who wanted to participate in this practical training feel envious.

"Next."

Xiang Dongliu hooked the members of the first special training team and tested them one after another.

He let go of all the special training members whose skills met his expectations.

So in the end, Xiang Dongliu selected a total of thirty-eight people from more than a hundred special training members.

"Start now, the second phase of the test."

Xiang Dongliu brought the gun target and said: "The thirty-eight people who have just passed the skill test will take turns to shoot. Each person only has one chance to shoot, and the aiming time is five seconds at most. Anyone below the eighth ring or exceeding the aiming time All will be eliminated, including the eight rings."

"What, all eight rings will be eliminated."

Many members of the special training who passed the skill test suddenly opened their mouths in shock, looking very surprised.

"Why, do you have any objections to my arrangement?"

Xiang Dongliu smiled coldly and said: "Now you can be said to be the elites among the special forces. If you can't reach the ninth level or above with guns, then what kind of special elites are you? How can you compete with those who are extremely powerful on the battlefield?" Active SEAL Fighting."

At this point, Xiang Dongliu fired a shot and hit the red heart. After closing the shot, he continued: "My goal is to train each of you to become a master of marksmanship with perfect accuracy. Maybe now, you will still make mistakes sometimes. , but I believe that after training hard to a high standard time and time again, you will definitely be able to do it."

"Okay, I'll be the first to come."

Zhang Dazhuang said with great pride: "I, Zhang Dazhuang, in the entire Chinese military community, originally only admired two people, Mr. Qi and Instructor Li Tiexin, but now, I have one more person to admire, and that is Instructor Xiang. And he’s the one I admire the most.”

"Stop flattering and slap faster."

Xiang Dongliu couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "If you can't hit the eighth ring or above, you will still be eliminated."

"Ahem, please don't scare me, instructor."

Zhang Dazhuang scratched his head, raised the gun with a smile, aimed briefly for three seconds, and then pulled the trigger neatly.

"Bang."

At the sound of the gunshot, the score on the electronic tester suddenly showed ten rings.

"Pass."

Xiang Dongliu smiled slightly, then gave a thumbs up and said: "Congratulations to Zhang Dazhuang, you have obtained the qualification for this practical training. Work hard for the next step."

…

Half an hour later, of the thirty-eight people who originally passed the first stage of the test, only eighteen were left.

Among them, Li Ziqing, Li Chenfei and other members of the Xuanyuan Alliance are all listed, as well as a few East Gate Hall masters such as Zhou Xiaoqiang and Gong Sicheng.

As for the rest, they are Zhang Dazhuang and other Death God special forces and other Blood Shadow special forces.

Of course, such a result actually surprised Xiang Dongliu.

Because, he originally thought that members of the Xuanyuan Alliance such as Li Ziqing and Li Chenfei, and even East Gate Hall leaders such as Zhou Xiaoqiang and Gong Sicheng, would probably not be able to pass the test.

However, the current result was far beyond Xiang Dongliu's expectation.

Li Ziqing and the others actually passed with great enthusiasm.

This shows that they have indeed been training very hard in the past month, and at the same time they are also quite outstanding in terms of talent.

"What should we do now?" Hei Ming counted the number of people and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "There are only eighteen, and there are still two people left. How about we find two more people who have been eliminated?"
Chapter completed!