Everyone's will to endure hardships has become firmer, far more than before, everyone's food is much better than last month, after Binglin asked them to call suitable relatives at home to come to the Sword Soul Logistics Department, there are people who have joined the Sword Soul's logistics department one after another, and now there are more than 700 people who do logistics for the Sword Soul alone, and these people are busy with some chores for the Sword Soul most of the time on weekdays. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In his spare time, he occasionally had the opportunity to see the scenes of the fighters training.

Everyone who watched their training was both shocked and distressed.

Some even persuaded their juniors to quit the sword soul and not live and suffer here, but most of them naturally returned in vain.

Almost no one was willing to leave the Sword Soul and was willing to leave the Sword Soul, even if they suffered a lot, they still insisted on not wanting to quit.

There is no way, they don't quit, these relatives naturally don't leave, they do their best for these young people, and they often even want to secretly add some food to them, for fear that they will starve.

When the ice forest inspired the soldiers, these logistics personnel happened to be watching from behind, and at first they felt uncomfortable watching these children being tortured in the mud like this.

However, after listening to Binglin's words, watching the children roaring and training hoarsely, they all felt that their eyes were sour, their noses were sour, and their hearts were slightly blocked, and they were a little moved.

After that, the logistics department had no opinions or objections to Binglin, and they finally understood that everything Binglin did was sincerely for the good of their children, and they really saw that their children seemed to have really grown up.

They no longer complain, although they are still distressed, but while doing their best to do the logistics work, they often encourage them not to give up, but to persevere.

It's not, after dinner, time off.

All had set up their tents in advance, and in a nondescript tent.

Yin Dandan sat on the bed, the military uniform on the outside had been taken off, and the white lining was torn open by her, revealing the fragrant shoulders stained with dry mud.

Although the fragrant shoulders were stained with mud, they could still be seen to be smooth and white, and the shoulders that were not spacious had delicate collarbones, but at this time there were several red and swollen marks, and some places had worn out the skin.

Although it is scarred and dirty, it is inexplicably very charming.

"Dandan, if you can't hold on, we'll quit, you're injured like this, even if you quit, it's not a shame, the sword soul is a good legion, Binglin is also a good general, if you like it here, we can do it again next time." A middle-aged woman with a simple appearance and wearing a unified logistics costume of the Sword Soul said distressedly.

"Auntie, I can still insist, the instructor is right, the edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Since I have chosen this path, I am ready to endure hardships. The instructor's words today are because of me, I must not disgrace him, and I must not disappoint him and my sisters and comrades-in-arms who care about me! Yin Dandan said extremely firmly.

"But, your body can withstand this kind of training intensity." Her aunt was still worried.

"I'm not afraid, even if I get hurt a little more, I will persevere!"

Seeing that her aunt still wanted to persuade me again, she immediately said: "Auntie, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I thought about it carefully when I was eating, if I quit the Sword Soul because I was too hard to train, I would regret it for the rest of my life." I know I have a chance to do it all over again, but I really want to be one of the first fighters to graduate from the Sword Soul Training Camp with my sisters......"

Yin Dandan's aunt was moved, looking at Yin Dandan, who was extremely firm, she finally compromised.

"You've really grown up...... If your parents knew that their daughter had become so strong, they would be proud of you. ”

Day after day, despite everyone's willpower and determination, the gradual increase in training intensity still makes the elimination gradually occur.

In the Ivory Mountain Campus, since the Sword Soul left, Binglin had already asked the Zhan Jia to send another person over in advance, who was responsible for staying in the school field to shoot the soldiers who had returned from elimination.

Because of Binglin's reminder, it is not an important member of the family who is dispatched, after all, this job is also more time-consuming and boring.

So it was a guard from the Zhan family who was sent in, for the simple reason that the guards guarded the gate all day long, which was also time-consuming and boring, so it was just right for such a task.

It wasn't until the fourth day that he finally got his first target.

He watched intently, limping and slowly dragging heavy steps towards him.

It was a young boy who noticed that his eyes were looking straight ahead, blank as if he had lost his soul.

He hesitantly took off his helmet, the number "3055" was clearly written on the black paper on the white background on the helmet, he trembled and kept stroking the helmet with his fingers, and slowly put it at the end of the orderly helmet with great reluctance, and then grabbed the badge and threw it under the helmet. Then he suddenly raised his head, and it was obvious that his body was shaking violently.

After a long time, he slowly stood upright, walked slowly across the steps, and came to the front of the bell, holding the handle of the bell for a long time, and hesitated for a long time before striking the loud and pleasant bell.

His shoulders suddenly shrugged, and the guards knew, and he cried, very sadly.

That's right, he is really sad, he hates himself, he hates why he no longer insists on insisting, only when he really chooses to quit and chooses to give up, he knows what it means to regret it, but everything is no longer going back.

Watching him solemnly salute the two flags, the guard's mood was extremely complicated, his back looked extremely lonely in his eyes, and he was very curious about what this legendary warrior relied on to make people become like this and still miss the sword soul so much.

Occasionally, there will be people riding flying spirit beasts over the mudflats, and when they notice this group of guys who have undergone metamorphosis training in the mudflats, they are all shocked, when did such a force appear in the empire, it was military? Or is it from a certain family or power? They don't dare to guess, and even if they do, they don't see it, so as not to get into big trouble.

Flickering, it's January again.

When the last team member returned from the mudflat, the team members quickly found their position and stood up straight, regardless of the mud all over their bodies.

For cultivators, sun exposure and wind almost do not have much impact on their skin, the so-called being exposed to the sun and often irradiating the sun will turn black, in fact, it is also because of the long-term exposure to ultraviolet rays that cause skin cells to be damaged or even cancerous.

Not to mention a month, even if they train under the scorching desert sun for months and years, it will not be affected much.

So where did their changes come from?

Temperament!

That's right, the training of special forces seems to be extremely cruel, as if it is to develop the deepest potential of the human body through the most brutal training methods. However, Binglin, as a person who has come over, knows best that the most fundamental purpose of these cruel training programs is to cultivate the indomitable spirit of soldiers, and only when an army has such a spirit can it be a terrifying ghost on the battlefield.

In a month's time, more than 3,000 people left the collective again, and the more they went to the back, when some people were eliminated, the more uncomfortable everyone's hearts were. At the same time, their hearts are becoming more and more resilient.

Perhaps the essence of special forces training lies in this, through cruel training to constantly eliminate the weak, using the back of the weak as the courage of the strong to forge ahead, in the end, will there be any weak?

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