The S&T course assessment related to elimination quotas and precious foreign aid quotas officially began, and 27 new students who were full of motivation gathered in the killing house.
In order to ensure the fairness of the assessment, this time a lottery method was adopted.
"Hey guys, I'm very lucky. I drew No. 12, which happens to be in the middle. It's a perfect assessment node."
Blair was the last to go up to draw lots. He walked up to Clay and Long Zhan excitedly and asked, "What numbers did you two draw?"
"Brother, you have no chance for the foreign aid quota because I am No. 2. When I go up to complete the assessment, the people in Team B will be surprised by my outstanding performance and hand over the foreign aid quota to me in advance."
CQB is Clay's strongest area. Just like Long Zhan's physical strength and Blair's shooting, he has absolute confidence in himself.
Even though the S&T course is the most difficult in CQB, he is still full of confidence.
"Clay, I appreciate your confidence, but the S&T course is the most unexpected course. You'd better be careful not to capsize."
Brian reminded Clay with concern, turned to Long Zhan and asked with a smile: "As the only newcomer in our entire new training team who knocked out the instructor during training, I am looking forward to your performance even more."
When Clay heard what Brian said, he felt a little panicked.
The most outstanding thing about Long Zhan is his physical fitness, which does not mean that his CQB tactics and combat skills are not good, it is just that they are slightly worse than himself.
During this month of S&T course training, Long Zhan had many strange "accidents" and became a special case among the newcomers. No one dared to question his strength in this area.
Even though Clay was so strong-willed that he didn't say anything, he still regarded Long Zhan as his number one enemy.
"I'm also very lucky to appear in the finale."
Under the gaze of Blair and Clyde, Long Zhan unfolded the Velcro number plate in his hand, with a big number 27 written on it.
"For the lucky guy who appears in the finale, I think you can go back and take a nap before coming back, haha." Brian said the irony and laughed.
In the atmosphere of the green team where everyone competes for first place, the last one to appear is considered the most unlucky.
Secondly, there are also physical and mental reasons, which are similar to the saying in "Cao GUI's Debate" that "one spurt of strength will lead to failure, and three times it will be exhausted."
Under the strong pressure that comes with the assessment itself, students need to maintain their best condition at all times. The longer it lasts, the more energy will be consumed, and the final appearance will undoubtedly greatly affect the condition.
Clay, who was still feeling stressed, also laughed and said jokingly: "Old man, it may be a long time, but don't wait until you fall asleep."
"The good things are always at the end. I have decided on the foreign aid quota this time. You have no chance, haha."
Long Zhanhe seems to be used to bickering. Although there is strong competition between the two, they are all in a good atmosphere.
Stimulate each other and grow together.
"Hey guys, the main event is here. I guess they are the first-level combatants of Team B."
Brian is indeed a person who specializes in special sniping. His keen observation of the surrounding environment is really excellent, and he can detect new changes first every time.
After hearing this, Long Zhan and Clay stopped bickering and followed Brian's line of sight.
I saw two middle-aged sergeants walking in the door. On the left, a burly white man about 1.8 meters tall, whose military rank was already the top level of non-commissioned officers——
E9 (First Class Sergeant).
As the special training instructor of the green team, Adam is also an E9, so he can be on an equal footing with Adam.
Traveling with him was a muscular black man who was about 1.7 meters tall. His military rank was also exaggerated, having reached the level of E-8 Second Class Sergeant Major.
When non-commissioned officers of this level are thrown into the grassroots units, they are definitely management at the battalion level or above.
Even if you move to the next level SEAL team, no matter which one of the eight groups you go to, you can at least become a company-level senior master sergeant.
But in DEVGRU SEAL Team 6, they are only in charge of a team of a few people, or even just soldiers.
Even the soldiers are veterans who have been in the army for more than 10 years...
One can imagine how elite DG is.
Brian and Clay didn't know these two "big guys", so they could only guess based on their terrifyingly high military ranks and what instructor Adam said the day before that they were from Team B.
Long Zhan had the advantage of foresight and recognized the identities of the two people at a glance.
The burly white man with E9 rank is Jason, the captain and command sergeant of the strongest B team, codenamed B1.
The protagonist of "SEAL Team"!
The strong black man with the rank of E8 is "Lei", the deputy captain and intelligence sergeant of Team B. His tactical position is sniper, codenamed B2.
One of the core supporting characters in "SEAL Team", Jason's best friend and most tacit partner.
When Long Zhan was watching the TV series, even though he was across a TV screen, he could feel the oppression from the characters they played.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes in reality, this kind of oppression is even stronger.
Especially when the two of them passed by the group of newcomers and swept through the group, the sharpness in their eyes gave people an invincible intimidation.
Long Zhan knew that this kind of look could not be cultivated, and could only be achieved through killing on the battlefield.
The momentum and oppression of these two people are so strong, one can only imagine how many vicious thugs they have killed in reaching this level.
Having personally experienced the oppression brought by the strong, Long Zhan became more and more looking forward to the world of top special forces.
"One day, I, Long Zhan, will become a strong man like you. No, I will surpass you and reach a height that none of you can reach."
Long Zhan watched Jason and Lei walking towards the elevated walkway, and his desire to become stronger became stronger.
As the saying goes: Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.
If you always stay with the salted fish all day long, feel complacent about being better than the salted fish, and no longer pursue a higher world, you will eventually become a salted fish one day.
Only by walking with strong people can you become stronger.
And Long Zhan has always been pursuing to become stronger.
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With the arrival of the two heavyweights of Team B, the S&T course assessment, which had been prepared for a long time, began.
All newcomers will have their Velcro number plates stuck on their sleeves, and number one will be the first to enter.
In order to prevent newcomers from interfering with each other's assessment content, this assessment adopts an isolation mechanism. Those who complete the assessment will be sent to another rest area.
Long Zhan and the others have no way of knowing what the No. 1 newcomer's final assessment results will be.
This kind of unknown about the assessment results of the previous people adds a sense of mystery to the entire assessment, and further increases the psychological pressure of the newcomers.
About 5 minutes passed.
The instructor responsible for calling the number appeared in the waiting area, which meant that the assessment of newcomer No. 1 was over, and it was Clay's turn with the number 2 card on his back.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"Good luck!"
Long Zhan stood up and high-fived Clay, blessing him generously, even though Clay, the "son of drama", was his biggest competitor for joining Team B.
"Brother, you have always been the lone wolf. This course is just right for you. Come on." Brian gave Clay a hug, a blessing from a brother.
"Although I hope that there will be three foreign aid quotas, we will go together when the time comes. Unfortunately, there is usually only one foreign aid quota, so I'm sorry, guys."
Clay was as strong as ever. After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door of the training room.