The captain Zhang Fuji read Yan Fenghuo's information no less than ten times, including Zhang Chaoyang's recommendation, and the twenty-page materials for Deputy Minister Tang Jingzhong of the Special Operations Department. These materials include Yan Fenghuo's words, deeds, behaviors, personality transformations from childhood to adulthood, as well as representative things that happened to him.

As Tangtang's father and as a scout who climbed out of the Laoshan front, Tang Jingzhong even knew him better than Tangtang. If Yan Fenghuo could not get into his eyes, Tangtang would not be with him at all.

Zhang Fuji's eyes fell on the last sentence written in a thick red pen at the end of the material: "Suitable, do not be happy; rebellious, do not be discouraged; safe, do not be extravagant; dangerous, do not be afraid.

But two thick and long horizontal bars were drawn behind.

"There is thunder in my chest and the face is like a sunken lake. You can be called to the general." Zhang Fuji stood up and walked to the window, staring at the Qilian Snow Mountain and said to himself: "This is to ask the Blood Fox Brigade to help him add these two sentences..."

Yan Fenghuo was unconscious for not long and woke up when it was approaching evening.

After waking up, Yan Fenghuo felt extremely painful all over his body, especially his face, like a hot tide that was piercing. He touched his still dizzy head, walked out with his bag, and plunged into the bitter cold wind.

"I said brother, what are you doing?" Eggplant with a bandage wrapped around her neck ran out from behind, and said with a smile: "I'm convinced, I'm completely convinced you. I agree with you, haha."

A new recruit was recognized on the first day of entering China's strongest special forces, which was definitely the first time. Yan Fenghuo completed his proof of himself and gained favorable impressions, making these guys with a head strapped on their belts regard him as a person of the same kind.

"Let's go." Yan Fenghuo stopped, turned around and said to Eggplant, "I don't know if you treat new recruits like this often, nor do I know if this is your tradition. But no matter what, I look down on your approach. Don't show off your power just because you are all special forces soldiers and put on an air of superiority. Maybe others will take this trick, but I, Yan Fenghuo, don't take this trick. I choose to walk with shame and dignity."

Yan Fenghuo, who came to the Blood Fox, felt extremely resistant to the place. The reason why he fought with Eggplant was a battle of dignity. He was extremely proud of himself. When this self-retaining pride collided with the high above created by the Blood Fox because of his strength, violent sparks immediately burst out.

There is nothing wrong with the Blood Fox Team, because they are superior. Every team member has experienced the test of life and death, and every team member has scars that symbolize honor. If you don’t have these things, they will exclude you mercilessly and will never include you in their iron-blooded world.

Especially Yan Fenghuo, a new recruit who was airborne from unknown places, would be considered by the proud Blood Fox Warriors as a guy who came to gilt. The Blood Fox has the rules of the Blood Fox, and he is not qualified to become a Blood Fox without passing the test of the training team. Even the last bitch of the Blood Fox martyr Mo Jiuzhou, who had to pass the assessment, would be qualified to stay.

But when they recognize you, they will treat you as a brother without reservation, no matter what your identity is.

"This is serious, haha." War sniper Huying came over at some point, patted Yan Fenghuo on the shoulder and said, "Don't take the past to heart. They are all a group of rude men, haha. I will take charge of the night and slaughter a sheep. Let's eat and drink, and we will become brothers in the future, haha."

Yan Fenghuo shook his head and walked forward with great strides. He wanted to leave, just as he had to join the army a few days ago.

Just after just two steps, I was blocked by the thin and thin turtle.

"You are qualified to stay, why do you have to leave?" Luo Gui asked indifferently.

"Qualification? I just can't throw away the dignity of a man here." Yan Fenghuo wrapped his arms tightly and said arrogantly: "Don't think you are the strongest. Two years, give me two years, and I will really convince you."

After saying that, Yan Fenghuo shook his steps and walked out of the Sifang City.

"Hey, Yan Fenghuo, are you really leaving? This is the ultimate dream of soldiers!" Lieying shouted loudly.

"The ultimate dream?" Yan Fenghuo curled his lips disdainfully: "It's just the logic of robbers produced by a group of robbers."

Camping for thousands of miles without a city, rain and snow connect the desert. Outside the city is the desert, the vast desert is endless. Several heavy snowfalls at the beginning of winter make the desert white. From a distance, it looks like snow-capped mountains are connected together.

Yan Fenghuo, who was about to leave, would not ask for a car to take him away, and would rather walk out of the desert with his feet. His self-esteem is too strong, so strong that you don’t know how to describe him.

This kind of self-esteem is extremely undesirable, but you cannot deny the preciousness of this kind of self-esteem. Perhaps Yan Fenghuo did not have such strong self-esteem in the past, but after knowing his life experience, he was using extreme self-esteem to cover up his wounds.

At night, the biting cold wind blew on the face like a bone-scraping knife, causing pain. The moon stretched out half of its head, revealing a touch of coldness. The snow-covered desert showed a blue halo under the reflection.

Cold air, cold world, cold world.

Yan Fenghuo, who didn't know where he went, wrapped his clothes on his body vigorously, raised his collar to block the cold wind, and continued to move forward with exhausted steps. There was no living creature or a tree around him, there was only cold, as if he was the only one left in the whole space.

The cold loneliness made people crazy, Yan Fenghuo shouted. But after being delivered, the sound was immediately absorbed by the soft white snow, and what was left to him was still quiet and cold.

Yan Fenghuo got lost. He didn't know which direction he should go out. Although he was still confident, he lacked confidence. He had to find a reason to support himself, otherwise he would be completely conquered by this desert and freeze to death in some unknown place.

With a "bang", the backpack fell heavily to the ground. He took out the biscuits from his bag and stuffed them into his mouth, grabbed two handfuls of snow and threw them in, and waited until the temperature in his mouth melted the snow before swallowing it with the biscuits.

"Grass!" Yan Fenghuo suddenly stood up and cursed: "Tang Jingzhong, wait for me. When you are old, I will give you a full meal. My son will take your surname!"

Yan Fenghuo, who scolded this sentence, was extremely serious, not only serious, but also very serious.

The moon has disappeared, and the light from the snow has disappeared as the moon disappears, and a black sensation above the head is coming, the temperature is a little warmer than before, and the cold wind has also stopped. This is a sign that heavy snow is about to fall, commonly known as warm snow.

To roughly judge the East, Yan Fenghuo tightened his backpack and walked eastward with his footsteps. His ankles seemed to be filled with lead, and he was extremely difficult to take every step.

Walking and running in the desert are completely different from being on the plain. If you are on the plain, Yan Fenghuo's physical fitness would definitely run dozens of kilometers in half an evening, but this is the desert.

The desert terrain has one of the most prominent features: softness.

This kind of softness, without taking a single step, the entire soles will sink deep inside, and then get rid of the frictional attraction of the sand on the soles of the feet and move forward. Every step will use twice as much strength as on the flat ground, and the physical loss is several times that of moving on the flat ground. If you do not master the skills of moving in the desert, the ankles will develop extreme fatigue in a short period of time, and eventually fatigue fractures will occur.

Once a fatigue fracture is formed, you cannot run for a long time. Even if you are completely disabled in the army, you will walk like a normal person.

Yan Fenghuo didn't know about these things. He just felt very tired, his ankles were sore and he could hardly run. His body also became unstable as the ankles were sore, and he had to slow down and breathe down.

The pressure of heavy snow is getting stronger and stronger, making people clearly smell a violent force from the air. This will be a blizzard that has been brewing for a long time. All peace is a prelude. When the prelude is accumulated to a certain level, an extremely crazy outbreak will be completed.

A small piece of snowflakes fell from the sky, falling leisurely on Yan Fenghuo's forehead, revealing a hint of coldness. He reached out to wipe the coldness away, looked up to the sky, and saw more snowflakes floating down from the sky.

The snowflakes were shattered, and the wind was dancing lightly, and the air seemed to be condensed into a ball.

This situation lasted for more than ten minutes, and the dim world suffocated for more than ten minutes, until a breeze broke the dead silence.

"call……"

The snowflakes immediately became messy under the influence of the wind, and the light dance disappeared, and instead they were dancing in a mess, as if they had seen something terrible.

As the dancing snowflakes were blowing, one after another, the wind blew, getting bigger and bigger, and a sharp roar began to appear, full of mania. At the same time, the small snowflakes were replaced by heavy snow like goose feathers, dancing wildly in the sky, being swept up by the biting cold wind like a knife, and smashing desperately towards the ground.
Chapter completed!