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Chapter Three Sympathy

"Bobcat timing, elimination in less than ten minutes"

"Yes! Instructor" Bobcat's name is Liu Bing. He has a long back and a strong waist, and is a little fat.

He is good at sniping. During a mission, in order to cover his comrades, his right leg was injured by a cannonball. Another man is Wang Feng, nicknamed Wild Rat. He is good at assassination. He is the king in the dense forest. He once killed an entire company of enemy troops by himself.

During the retreat, he encountered a pack of wolves and lost his legs while fighting the wolves. When his comrades found him, he was already unconscious and surrounded by the corpses of wild wolves.

In order to eliminate the East Turkestan terrorist organization, they followed Zhao Weidong and appeared all over the world and had life-and-death battles with the special forces and mercenaries of anti-China countries. In the world of special forces, they are representatives of death. In the eyes of those people, they are like devils. If they are

You unfortunately met them on the battlefield, so congratulations, you will soon see the legendary God. Whether it is a special forces soldier or a mercenary soldier who survived that contest, as long as the Chinese Blue Sword Special Forces are mentioned, they will all

The color on his face changed, his eyes were full of fear, and he no longer wanted to treat them as enemies. Under the leadership of Zhao Weidong, Lan Jian was invincible, showing his iron-bloodedness and loyalty as a Chinese soldier and winning dignity and honor for the motherland.

He has made a profound mark on the world's military stage.

No one dares to ignore the strength of China’s special forces anymore

Ten minutes later, "Vole roll call"

"Yes!" The wild rat sat on the wheelchair and took out the roll call list, calling everyone's names one by one. "Captain, there are still thirteen people who haven't arrived yet."

Zhao Weidong nodded and stared coldly at the dozen or so people running towards this side.

"Report to the instructor, I will report to you after the internal arrangements are completed."

Zhao Weidong looked at them, pointed at the helicopter on the tarmac and said coldly: "Did you see that helicopter? You can go up, because you have been eliminated."

"Report to the instructor, we are not convinced," a soldier shouted loudly

Zhao Weidong raised his hand and shook his finger and said: "You have nothing to object to. As a soldier, you must abide by time. I will not want a soldier who does not abide by time. If this is on the battlefield, your comrades will

I sacrificed myself because of your tardiness. If you are left here, we will be harmed by all the orderlies. Go and help them pack their backpacks. They can leave. I don’t want freeloaders here."

When those people heard this, their expressions varied. Some were angry, some were ashamed, and some acted indifferent.

The remaining soldiers looked at their leaving figures, their eyes full of sympathy.

Zhao Weidong looked at the expressions on their faces and said coldly: "Don't sympathize with them. In the future training process, two-thirds of you will be eliminated. I will not accept waste here. By then, there will be no waste."

People will sympathize with you.”

After speaking, Zhao Weidong pointed to the wet wood that was still dripping with water not far away, and shouted loudly: "Have you seen the wood over there?"

"I saw it" a neat and loud voice sounded on the playground

"After seeing it, what are you waiting for? Do you still want me to put it on your shoulders and then go running?"

The elites sent by various armies quickly ran to the place where the wood was placed, put the wood on their shoulders, and ran towards the desert outside.

Zhao Weidong was driving an off-road jeep in the desert, following behind. The sun in the desert was like a fire, and it was given to these soldiers unceremoniously. The wood was already very heavy, and now it was poured with water, making these so-called elite soldiers suffer.

Unspeakable

Zhao Weidong shouted loudly: "Hurry up, the last three people who come back will not have dinner and will be punished with 500 push-ups and 500 sit-ups."


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