"Shark, come over and let him take a look......" Ye Chenxiao understood the problem of the sea anemone very well and decided to prescribe the right medicine.

"Shark, you told him that when you came to participate in the special operations selection, you were already a few years old?"

The shark proudly replied: "Back then, Lao Tzu was an eight-year third-class non-commissioned officer major, and when I came to participate in the selection, Poseidon was only 23 years old!"

He recalled the scene, "Although he was a captain, I had to salute him first, but after saluting, he had to call me the old squad leader, and he had to invite me to tea and smoke." ”

The anemone was still struggling in the mud, but he knew very well that the shark was 26 years old at the time, a year older than him.

He always thought that the deputy captain Shark was a special operations veteran, an old commando who had been honed in Tianlong since the beginning of his enlistment.

"And I'm not from a front-line combat unit," Shark continued to cheer up the anemone, "Lao Tzu is a maintenance soldier in the logistics department, and he came to participate in the selection training in order to participate in international military competitions and exercise his physical fitness. ”

The little chef who ran past them turned his head to look at the shark, and it turned out that the original intentions of the two of them were so similar!

It's just that the special operations unit is really a magical place, once you step here, you never want to leave, you just want to dedicate your blood and youth.

"Anemone, a 25-year-old man in his prime. The sea god roared: "You give me the blood of a man, fight!"

And then...... Ye Chenxiao suddenly wanted to make it bad, "If you feel that you don't have enough physical strength, then what should I do with the Demon King?"

The Demon King is two years older than you, but he is the god of war, which soldier king dares to say that he can fight him!"

Leng Junrui was poked for no reason, and he always insisted that he was only five years and a few months older than Ye Yuchen.

He doesn't like her to call him second uncle, but he hates the so-called age difference.

This bastard Poseidon, in order to stimulate his own soldiers, even took him out to abuse.

He's at the peak of his physical fitness now, in his prime, okay?!

Poor Ye Yuchen was not spared, and was pulled by his brother to ask: "Fox, you are also a medical soldier, tell him what is the responsibility of a medical soldier!"

Ye Yuchen wiped the muddy water off his face, "Medic, that's - you can fight with a spear, and you can heal your injuries with a medicine box on your back!"

This is the most simple pursuit of medical soldiers.

The fox's words ignited the desire and blood hidden in the anemone's heart.

"Finally, I will ask you again, are you okay with the anemone?" Ye Chenxiao asked.

"Alright!" the anemone roared, finally erupting.

He is no longer confused, no longer hesitant, and no longer inferior.

He must become a good medic and transform his fiery battlefield from the operating table to the bloody frontline.

Perhaps, this is the life he is really looking forward to, and all his losses will find new inspiration and motivation here.

The battle of courage continues, and the rain is still pouring down.

Deng Zhe found that none of the rookies complained about the hardships, they ran endlessly, fell, jumped, climbed, and supported each other.

The renunciation bell was silent in the rain and had long been ignored by everyone.

Finally, Leng Junrui blew the whistle, and the training of this subject ended.

The rookies all turned into clay sculptures and cheered desperately in the heavy rain.

There are several basins of water in the simple tent for everyone to take turns washing their faces.

Dressed in mud-soaked training uniforms, the rookies scrambled to drink ginger soup and eat compressed biscuits.

Deng Zhe was surprised, "Why don't you let them take a shower and change their clothes?"

Ye Chenxiao replied lightly: "Because today's training has just begun." ”

As soon as his words fell, Leng Junrui announced that everyone would march one kilometer in the rain to transfer to the next subject training.

Ye Yuchen led the team to run at the front, gritting his teeth to endure the pain coming from his knees......