Chapter 1158 Four people are missing!

Author: Ying Ying Xiong

Chapter 1158 Four people are missing!

Even those who were not asleep were looking up at the sky and breathing heavily.

Enjoying the joy of surviving the disaster, you really survived.

Even some of them still can't believe it.

To actually survive in the vast sea is simply a miracle.

When the assault boat sank to the bottom of the sea, they looked around blankly at the vast sea without any reference.

How desperate and frightened I was at that time.

No one could imagine that in such a situation, without any communication equipment or survival equipment, they actually survived.

This is simply the best gift God has given them.

In the face of survival, any explanation is meaningless.

As long as you can survive, that is the best outcome.

"Huchi~huchi~"

His breathing was almost like fire, his throat was filled with smoke, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Even so, many people still don't want to move.

"Wocao, it really hurts!" When his body moved, Jiang Xiaoyu grimaced in pain. He lay down and then sat up again. He didn't expect that it would take so much effort.

The key is that the pulling of muscles involves all the muscles in the body, and the whole body feels like it does not belong to oneself.

But Jiang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and started doing it, his face a little distorted.

Snap!

"Hey, hey, don't sleep, get up!" Jiang Xiaoyu patted Lu Yan beside him. His hoarse voice seemed very dry and unpleasant. It almost made the sound of rubbing the blackboard with the iron sheet on the edge of the blackboard.

Lu Yan opened his eyes tiredly, but his body did not move: "What are you doing? You are so exhausted, why don't you let me take a rest!"

Jiang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes: "Let's count the number of people first."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan immediately got up from the ground.

In fact, Lu Yan is still very responsible. Although he seems to be unsociable, he cares about this group of people the most. After all, they are comrades-in-arms.

Comrades are good, and they will give their backs to each other safely on the battlefield.

We live and die together, we share adversity.

This is a comrade.

Not related by blood, but closer than brothers.

Put your hands on the ground as if standing up.

The sore muscles made Lu Yan's handsome face grimace in pain in an instant. His whole face was twitching violently, and his originally white face turned black in an instant.

After just lying down like this for a few seconds, it was so difficult to get up.

You can imagine how seriously overdrawn this body is.

"Hahahaha~~" Jiang Xiaoyu laughed heartlessly, but the dry and broken throat seemed very unpleasant at this time.

When Lu Yan sat up, tears almost came out of his eyes. It turned out that as soon as his body relaxed, his body had already reached this level.

Being able to come up and come out alive is really a miracle.

On the warship.

"I didn't expect these boys to actually go up there. Several times, I thought they were dead." Long Baichuan's eyes were filled with sighs and sighs.

Watching these new recruits struggling forward again and again in the sea, their faces were full of despair, fear, and the desire for life.

Veterans like Long Baichuan can easily recall their past selves, the feeling of longing for survival in desperate situations, and the companions who died in front of them.

That kind of despair, that kind of silence.

At that time, they had no leader, and that was the real despair.

The one who felt the deepest impression was of course Zhuang Ming.

Whether it's this life or a past life.

They are all struggling on the verge of death.

In this life, things are better. With the help of the system, I have confidence that ordinary people cannot match.

In the last life, it was a death struggle.

To become the world's number one killer, he passed through the edge of life and death countless times.

Despair, fear, roar, desperate, decisive blow, lose-lose, trapped in a circle, etc.

What edge of death has he not reached?

The painful experience in the killer training camp, killing the companions who accompanied him day and night, in order to survive.

I cried bitterly and was in pain.

A killer must be cold-blooded, otherwise you will be eliminated, and elimination means death.

Zhuang Ming's every step was filled with blood. Whether it was a companion or an enemy, it was just for the fixed number of survival lists.

There are only two choices: become one of them, or be eliminated, and elimination is death.

From the fear of death at the beginning, to the numbness at the end, and even now enjoying the crisis brought by death.

In this way, only those who have experienced countless deaths can have such an unyielding mentality.

These new recruits' balls are too tender for Zhuang Ming.

Perhaps in this life, Zhuang Ming only experienced a gloomy childhood and a military killing career.

Who would have thought that Zhuang Ming in this body was the king of killers in his previous life.

Killing people can pile up into a mountain, and blood can flow into a river.

Compared with Zhuang Ming's experience, even in this world, there are only a handful of them.

It is precisely because of walking step by step from that small body that we can understand how important strength is.

These are what Jiang Xiaoyu and the others need to understand.

To gain power, you need to pay a price. If there is no price, what would you give in exchange for power?

Compared to Zhuang Ming, they are already too happy.

There are people who drive away sharks, and there are people who protect them secretly.

In the previous life, Zhuang Ming and others trained that death is death, and the body of the person who dies immediately is fed to the dogs.

And those dogs that eat people were used to train them.

"Dragon team, 22 people, four people fell behind and were rescued by the frogman team." Balang reported the situation.

Long Baichuan nodded: "Send those four people back, they have been eliminated."

"Dragon Team, they are also very good. After all, it is very good that they can do this. It's just that they are unlucky." Balang's face looked a little ugly and he wanted to persuade him.

Long Baichuan turned his head and looked directly at Balang: "Balang, let me tell you again, there is no fairness in this world. Bad luck is also a sign of their lack of strength. Eliminating them is just to let you and them know

, failure is not allowed here, if they are not eliminated this time, what about next time? Will they still be so lucky?"

Balang's face turned green and white, and he nodded: "I know, Team Dragon, I thought it was too simple."

"Well, send them back for treatment. Although they have been eliminated, they can be given to the teams under the beast camp. After all, they are carefully selected and have their own advantages." Long Baichuan waved his hand.

"Yes, Team Dragon, I'll do it right away."

No matter where it is, there is no absolute fairness. Maybe you think that sometimes others are just lucky, but why is it not you?

That's the problem. It's the problem that makes you understand that no one time is a fluke, because you can't believe that it's luck every time. In that case, you will eventually be eliminated.

Long Baichuan's eyes were burning as he looked at the soldiers arrayed on the beach one by one in the image. They looked bright and energetic, revealing a different look.

"Boys, this test has just begun!"
Chapter completed!