After a simple rest for half an hour, everyone was replenished with the necessary light salt water. Everyone was gathered and brought to the foot of the back mountain of the Independent Group Base. There was a row of wooden houses there at some time, without the training grounds as imagined. Apart from the house, there were mountains and river valleys surging with streams.

The soldiers who were wearing sweat-soaked camouflage uniforms were only Liu Lang and two squadron captains with tight faces.

There are only 48 people in total. According to Chief Liu, at least half of them will have to be eliminated in the next two months. Two people are two, and each person only brings 12 soldiers. From a company commander to a squad leader, I'm afraid no one can laugh!

"Rookies, I'm sorry, before you can pass the real assessment, this title is only suitable for you. However, in view of how many you have won the other 150 people, you are still welcome to the special team training camp. I will train you myself in the next three months." Liu Lang said with a smile.

Whether it is a rookie or an old bird, they are now called rookies by the fat leader, because in his opinion, 25 kilometers of cross-country loads of 30 kilograms of cross-country loads are just the level of ordinary field troops, and they are still far from the requirements of special forces for 50 kilometers of cross-country loads of 35 kilograms of cross-country loads of 50 kilometers.

Even the combat squad led by Liu Lang set a record of 120 kilometers of fully armed attacks for a day and night.

Liu Lang enjoyed the feeling he is now, which reminded him of the first time he entered the special forces, when his instructor stood in front of Liu Lang, who was still a soldier.

They were people with low heads. They basically had clean and neat short hair in the army, but they could have long hair, and even made people tell that they were split. Although Liu Lang always thought it was a very old-fashioned hairstyle, it was definitely the first of the special forces. Later I found out that it was specially approved by the captain, and he could split it alone.

The outdated hairstyle and contemptuous tone made Liu Lang, who had received rigorous training since childhood, have a very bad impression of the instructor. However, the first fighting training made Liu Lang know why the instructor could call himself a rookie. Perhaps he was too lazy to wash clothes, so he took off his top and exposed his tendon flesh.

?Then there were scars, gunshot wounds, burns, scalds, and what were the injuries Liu Lang couldn't figure out at all. Then, ten new recruits were beaten by the instructor alone. Liu Lang, who had already achieved some success in Bajiquan, was no exception. Liu Lang, who had never experienced the battlefield, was just afraid that he would kick the instructor's yolk out with one kick. At that moment, he was hesitant and kicked him straight at the same position and sent him off the training ground.

Even though she was wearing protective gear, Liu Lang still remembered that he was so painful that his face was still pale and still tried hard to take out his little brother to check if Dandan was kicked out of shame.

"If this is a war, rookies, you are all dead." Liu Lang still remembers the instructor slamming everyone down and leaving their cool backs. But later Liu Lang realized that the instructor's strength was not fighting, but sniper. He could leave a separate head because in the year before Liu Lang was born, on the battlefield where the war in the south had not stopped, the 20-year-old instructor used 120 bullets and killed 119 enemies. One was hit by the spine but was not dead. In the end, he became a high-level paraplegic who could move only above the neck.

The instructor's habits are also very strange. When Liu Lang and his brothers were practicing, they liked to sit on the top of the mountain and squint their eyes and look in the distance. Later, Liu Lang realized that he was looking at the head of people at different directions, measuring the distance, calculating the wind speed, and calculating how to shoot, and hit the head with one shot without replenishing the gun. This terrible habit made Liu Lang go from sweating coldly to imitating it involuntarily until he became a fat man Liu Lang, Liu Lang still had the habit of squinting his eyes to look at people.

But it was such a terrible blow that would kill him, otherwise he would have escaped thousands of miles. When facing the moment when he was about to be surrounded, he chose the stupidest move. The gecko broke his tail, and he was himself. When he could still see clearly the moment when his head was sent back, Liu Lang was crazy, but he could finally understand why there was a faint smile on the instructor's face that was not melted all year round.

Now, just like the instructor, standing in front of a group of rookies, what they have to face is a more cruel enemy and war than the future.

Liu Lang must be more cruel than the instructor. He believed that the instructor could squint his eyes and see this time and space from the sky. He wanted to cultivate the strongest sharp blade of the nation in this time and space.

None of the soldiers showed an indignant expression, even in their hearts, the fat leader's exaggerated force value was qualified to say that anyone was a rookie, which was different from Liu Lang at the beginning.

Even Shi Datou, who has a very high military power, knew clearly that if he had bare hands, he might have been able to fight Liu Lang for dozens of rounds. However, if he took a weapon, not to mention a gun, or even the thing called the 32-type triangular military sting, he would undoubtedly die.

"No one talks, it seems that you are not convinced. That's great. I just like those with backbone." Liu Lang smiled slightly, and casually tightened the belt that was hanging around his waist, and said.

It is Liu Lang’s regret that he cannot expose his muscle-filled upper body like an instructor. If he dares to take off now, he will definitely play the rhythm of the Black Hawk Empire sumo wrestling.

We were so dissatisfied with nothing we said. This situation made the soldiers feel difficult to think that it would be difficult not to complain.

"Since you are not convinced, it's very simple. Let's go directly to the first training class! Fighting class, until you are obedient." Liu Lang showed a wicked smile and two deep dimples.

The unique cuteness of the fat man made the soldiers feel weak and painful. It’s coming again. Is the fat man’s regiment leader going to beat 48 people by one person?

However, this seems to be an excuse to relieve hatred. At least Cai Dadao and Tiansheng look cool and handsome Shanying think so. No matter how awesome the fat leader is, he can handle 48 people alone? Especially when there are two super fierce men Shi Datou and Chen Yunfa in the team, Mo Xiaomao also has great confidence in his comrades at this moment.

Soon, they learned that they underestimated the "cute" level of the fat leader.

"You guys watch me make fun of me. I never play rookies. In the first fight class, I will beat myself. Hurry up and put on protective gear. According to the license plate you just issued to the finish line, you will be divided into two teams, kill each other and have dinner tonight, and those who are knocked down will drink the northwest wind. Oh, no, by the night you will probably have to lie on the bed like a dead dog. Sorry, then think about it."

The impatient expression on Liu Lang's face really made the soldiers feel the urge to pounce on them and eat Commander Lang.
Chapter completed!