Manzhu Shahua, one is called Manzhu and the other is called Shahua.?                                                                                                                      

"Shh..." Marcas booed with a expressionless face: "Don't show the murderous aura on your face, it's too obvious. There are not many things here, there are many mercenaries."

"Manzhu is here?" Long Xiaoqi asked in a low voice.

Marcas narrowed his eyes and whispered: "The chief instructor in charge of the selection is Shahua."

Hearing this sentence, Long Xiaoqi's body shook violently. He knew very well what Sha Hua was. He and Leng Feng crossed the border to avenge Wu Lian, and his target was Sha Hua. But at that time, he had no idea who the real enemy was. He only knew that Long Yin's troops had a fierce fight with the other party, but in the end they did not kill the other party and ran away.

When I came back, I knew who killed Wu Lian. The man's name was Sha Hua! He learned from Liao Shaoying that this was a very powerful international mercenary leader, cold and bloodthirsty, but he was extremely cunning. If the other party had not suddenly chosen to evacuate at that time, it would still be unknown who would have won the final despair.

Sha Hua actually came here to serve as the chief instructor for the selection? Long Xiaoqi was really surprised, but after being surprised, his first reaction was not fear, but hatred, hatred that could never be pulled out through the bone marrow. It was Sha Hua who killed Wu Lian, hung Wu Lian on the border, and made arrogant and domineering provocations to his motherland. That's right, it was Sha Hua, his enemy, the enemy of the reconnaissance company!!!

"Don't leave." Long Xiaoqi immediately made a choice.

How could he leave? No matter what aspect, he would not leave! There is also a national flag here. Does it mean that the vulgarity made him give up the national flag and leave because of a powerful enemy? If that is the case, he was afraid that Wu Lian would crawl out of the grave and strangle him to death, and even more afraid that Leng Feng pointed at his nose and scolded him in his dream.

"Think about it again." Marcus frowned slightly.

"Haha," Long Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Instructor, why do you want to help me?"

"Help you? No, I didn't help you." Marcas shrugged and said, "I just don't want to see you die so quickly, because I admire you very much. He kidnapped and ransomed the airport of the Hunter School, and then smashed the Hunter School. Haha... Even if you blow up the Hunter School, it's not my business. I just admire you, my personal appreciation."

"Thank you, it's a pity that I can't leave." Long Xiaoqi shook his head firmly.

Marcas stopped talking. He knew that he could not persuade the other party, so he could only give up. As an instructor at the Hunter School, his duty was to make things difficult for these students, and while making things difficult, he tried to ensure that the other party did not die. Because every student here is an excellent special forces soldier in their country, and it would be a great loss to die if any of them died.

"Remember the second rule of the Hunter School: You are the only one who can make you die." Marcas's face suddenly changed, and he cursed at Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu: "Two sluts, idiots, get over immediately and stand with those group of rice buckets. Next I will let you understand the preciousness of life. You'd better not take my words seriously, because only that will highlight my value! Quick, hurry up, run, idiots!"

All the special forces soldiers were driven forward like pigs. They were exhausted one by one, and many people even fell to the ground while running forward. Those who fell to the ground would be kicked up by the instructor's big feet and continued to drag their tired bodies forward.

I didn't eat for three days, yes, everyone. I didn't eat for three days. From the beginning, they were overdrawing their physical strength and have been overdrawing until now, and have long become weak. This is because the airport was bombed and the supply and transportation problems occurred. This is an excuse for the Hunter School to find casually.

They just don’t give the students food, and don’t give a single bite.

After running nearly twenty kilometers around the coastline, when everyone was about to endure the complete collapse, they finally arrived at their destination.

This is a wide barbed wire mesh, with a length of one kilometer from north to south, 400 meters from east to west, separated from the middle, and belongs to ten areas. The height from the ground to the barbed wire mesh is only fifty cm, and it can only accommodate an adult to lie down to the lowest point and crawl forward. As long as the body or head is slightly raised, it will touch the barbed wire mesh on it.

If it was just like this, it would be no big deal. Everyone would crawl in a low position. But opposite the 400-meter barbed wire, there was a machine gun set up, with more than 30, which could implement absolute fire blocking on the entire area. When ordinary students saw the machine gun on the opposite side, they immediately understood the content of the next assessment: Crossfire.

Sha Hua stood next to a machine gun, holding a microphone in his hand, and his eyes swept across the embarrassed student opposite the barbed wire position. His eyes easily captured the mummy-like Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu, but did not stop at all. However, Long Xiaoqi was sensitive and felt a bloodthirsty sneer deep in the other party's pupils, and immediately knew that the other party had long thought about him.

"Finish the CrossFire, then sprint to the front of the school gate, and you will have food. The food is already set up there, and all you have to do is climb over, which is very simple." Marcas whispered: "But you need to pay attention to the height. If you accidentally expose your body to fifty centimeters, maybe the meal three days ago will be your last supper. But you can rest assured that our machine gunners are all murderous guys. They have very accurate control of shooting, and the warhead will definitely not be less than fifty centimeters... Finally, I ask, who is going to quit?"

Crawling forward for 400 meters, shooting machine guns above your head. As long as you raise your head a little, the outcome will become extremely miserable. Who wants to withdraw? No one will withdraw, let alone the line of fire in front of you, even if it is a sword mountain, they have to roll over!

"Machine gunner ready!" Marcas waved his hand high.

"Wait a moment." Sha Hua, who had been standing there, suddenly picked up the microphone and said, "Removing all the barbed wire, there is no barbed wire for reference in the real battlefield."

"yes!"

The soldiers of the Hunter School immediately took the lead and removed the barbed wire, causing the reference object to disappear immediately.

"Remember, don't go over the height of fifty centimeters." Sha Hua said in a gloomy voice: "If you forget the concept of fifty centimeters, then remember one thing to remember as low as possible and put yourself to the lower level! Are there any one to withdraw now? Honor is important, but I believe that life is the only one. Even if you withdraw now, you will still be heroes when you return to the country."

Not removing the barbed wire is completely different from removing the barbed wire. When the machine gun sounds and dense warheads pour out, there are really not many people who can remember the height.

There are no empty bullets here, all live bullets!

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Chapter completed!