"Don't mention it, Ye Yangjian is very good at leading troops. They are much more ruthless than you, but none of these new recruits are humiliating~ Hehe!" Tie Zhui looked at the training ground with a smile.
Under Ye Yangjian's fanatical encouragement and subconscious brainwashing, the enthusiasm of the recruits was completely aroused. Although they were beaten badly by the wolf team, they were as stubborn as ever and did not even make a sound. Occasionally, they would show up.
Two people who dared to resist.
"I hope we can select more good seedlings to come out. We 177 are in great need of fresh blood." Shi Yunbin smoked a cigarette and nodded. 177 is not the special forces that are rumored to be in the fog, but it is indeed the most hard-blooded among the field troops.
From the beginning of the selection of units and soldiers, we strive to find the most passionate, patient, and tough talents. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer such soldiers now.
"I suddenly realized that we are old! Maybe the 177 will be their world in the future!" Ye Wentian in the distance said to Jiang Hai beside him with a special cigarette in his hand.
"Chief! No matter how many years go by, or how the commander changes, as long as the number 177 continues to exist, we will continue to inherit your style of leading troops. The most iron-blooded style is the flag that 177 will never fall down!" Jiang Haiyi
Standing next to Ye Wentian with a solemn face, he answered.
"What do you think of Ye Yangjian? Is he suitable for this mission?" Ye Wentian frowned slightly and asked Jiang Hai, seeming to be asking but also looking for the courage to make a decision.
"Ah? What? Are you going to let them go on this mission? I can't say..." Jiang Hai's heart sank, and he thought for a moment before replying.
"It's hard to say? Why is it hard to say? Tell me." Ye Wentian turned around and looked at Jiang Hai seriously, wanting to hear the answer from his mouth.
"For Mr. Yu, Team 10 led by Ye Yangjian is now a veritable 177 ace team. This mission should be his. But for Mr. Private, he...he is your nephew after all..." Jiang Hai at this time
Extremely contradictory, he really didn't want to lose such an outstanding soldier because of this high-risk mission, let alone the entire wolf team. Over the past three years, he had watched him grow step by step, from youth to maturity step by step, and watched them go to the next level again and again.
The battlefield once again welcomes their triumphant return. From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Hai has already regarded them as his own brothers.
"I will try my best to get support for them, as long as I know whether they can complete this mission!" Ye Wentian said with a straight face and no emotion in his tone, but he was in an overwhelming struggle in his heart.
"Chief! My soldiers! There is no question of can! There is only whether you want to! There is no coward in 177!" Jiang Hai gave a military salute with a bang. He knew that Ye Wentian had already made up his mind.
"What a 'there is no can or cannot, only whether you want to'! Although he is my nephew, he is also a Chinese soldier! Everything is based on the mission, I have no choice!" Ye Wentian looked up to the sky and sighed, extending his hand to signal Jiang Hai to leave.
He needs some quiet time.
"...Jian'er, I hope you don't blame your uncle. This mission is no small matter, and it's not the unscrupulous little fight before!" Looking at Ye Yangjian who was active on the training ground, Ye Wentian suddenly felt a sadness in his heart.
After personally sending his nephew on a fatal mission, Ye Wentian suddenly felt like a sinner.
"...Wen Zhong! I hope you can forgive me, brother! I really don't want athletes to take risks, but three generations of men in our Ye family have sworn to defend the motherland to the death..." Responsibility! Honor! Country! These nouns combine to create the highest
The code of ethics for soldiers. Ye Wentian closed his eyes in pain. The special cigarette had almost burned his fingers, but he still didn't notice...
There was a loud killing sound on the training ground, but one of the slightly discordant yells could not be suppressed, that was Ye Yangjian's thunderous roar.
"...What's your name?" Ye Yangjian squatted on the ground, his nose almost touching the beaten recruit.
"...Report! My name is Wanyan Xiaoyu!" the recruit answered loudly, his eyes full of burning admiration for Ye Yangjian.
"...Wanyan? Are you a fucking royal family in ancient times? Does Wanyan Aguda have anything to do with you?" Ye Yangjian's spittle splashed onto the recruit's face.
"...Report! My ancestors' affairs have nothing to do with me! I have never used my last name as a way to show off!" The recruit looked at the outstanding captain of the wolf pack in front of him, his eyes full of admiration and fanaticism and replied loudly
!The iron-blooded captain should be very satisfied with this answer. Wanyan feels that his answer is more manly, even more manly than Brother Chun.
"...Where are you from! Royal boy!" Ye Yangjian continued to ask, spitting and yelling! Such weakling-like recruits just need to be dealt with.
"...Report! I'm from Fuyang, Anhui!" The recruit's eyes widened and he tried to raise his voice, trying to find a trace of courage to support himself. His hometown is undoubtedly a good support point.!!
"...Are your parents alive?" Ye Yangjian roared with a dark face!
"...Report! Yes!" The recruit named Wan Yan was short-circuited in his brain by Ye Yangjian's jumping and confusing questions, and he could only answer mechanically.
"...I think they must regret giving birth to you, because you look like a piece of shit lying on the ground now! Royal boy!" Ye Yangjian cruelly trampled on the dignity of the recruits, trying to force out any trace of their courage to resist.
The bloody nature of oppression.
"...Report! I..." The recruit was speechless on the spot after being scolded by Ye Yangjian.
"...How tall are you?" Ye Yangjian asked again confusedly.
"...Report! 1.80 meters." Recruit Wanyan felt really aggrieved. He didn't understand why this instructor, who seemed to have a good personality and loved to laugh at first, could always humiliate him with just one sentence.
net.
"...1.80 meters? Very good! You look like a 1.80 meter piece of shit now!" Ye Yangjian scolded shamelessly.
"...Report! I'm not shit!" the recruit tried hard to defend. Humiliation! Absolute humiliation! In normal times, this recruit would have almost cried, but now he didn't feel aggrieved but still accepted it.
"...Isn't it shit? Then what are you?" Ye Yangjian asked pretending to be surprised. He looked at the new recruits with his eyes as if Columbus had discovered the New World.
"...Report! I am a soldier!" The recruit felt that the pent-up energy finally found its release point.
"...Have you ever seen a soldier like you who fell to the ground and couldn't get up?" Ye Yangjian casually pointed to another test in the training ground, pointing at the recruits who had been beaten down but got up tenaciously.
"...Report! No!" the recruit almost roared.
"...Can you still stand up?" Ye Yangjian asked with satisfaction.
"...Report! I can! I can!" the recruit roared at the top of his lungs, as if he had exhausted all his strength and replied loudly, but he could no longer hold back the tears of humiliation.
"...Very good! Stand up, you coward! Chinese soldier? You are not worthy of calling yourself that now! Wipe ### your cowardly tears. The dictionary of Chinese soldiers is very overbearing. There is only 'bleeding' in the dictionary but no 'tears'"
'!Big Bear! Greet this royal boy alone!" Ye Yangjian ordered without looking back. Then he turned to the next recruit who was beaten and crawling on the ground.
"...Yes, Captain!" The tall and strong bear immediately ran over, grabbed the recruit named Wanyan Xiaoyu, and threw him on his back! A burst of dust suddenly spread...
"This brat, why do you have to make people cry!" The instructor secretly pouted at the side. "However, it seems that he has great prospects of taking over my job!" The instructor laughed again.