Chapter 69: Tear gas

The training intensity exceeds the physical endurance intensity, and naturally it can't be sustained, and what the wild wolves want is the effect of constantly breaking through the limit.

It's a pity that rookies can only make themselves stronger when they break through the limit, and Lei Yan can also get the rewards provided by the limit engine while being stronger, this is the gap.

After Lei Yan, who pretended to be dizzy, was carried back to the dormitory, a basin of water was poured on his head, and he woke up at that time.

When the coyote saw that he was sober, he didn't pay much attention to it, and turned around and left with a few instructors.

Lei Yan pretended to be exhausted and climbed onto his bed, without even taking off his backpack, he closed his eyes when he lay on it.

His physical strength has all recovered, and Lei Yan couldn't be better at the moment, although he closed his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy.

He pillowed his arm under his head and squinted at the hard-won unicorn arm, which on the surface looked no different from a normal arm, only a little thicker.

But once the force is exerted, it will become as hard as iron, and there is no pain, Lei Yan clenched his fists and couldn't help but open his mouth to bite it, it is true, it doesn't hurt at all.

In addition, he noticed that the bite marks on his arm were returning to their original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in a matter of moments, they were back to a smooth and delicate state.

This made Lei Yan even more surprised, he secretly took out his saber and scratched it on the skin with the tip of the knife, which was also fleshy in the hard arm, which could withstand the blow, but could not bear the sharp knife caries

As the tip of the knife slashed, a slender cut appeared on the arm, but only a little blood flowed out, and Lei Yan didn't feel any pain, as if it wasn't his own arm that was cut.

However, what shocked him the most was not this, but the wound that had been cut was healing and repairing on its own, and it recovered in a moment, leaving no traces.

"it!" Seeing this scene, Lei Yan almost exclaimed, this is "Regeneration? โ€

That's right, the unicorn arm has a strong self-healing ability, not afraid of any attack, swords, guns, water and fire, even if it is shattered, it can quickly regenerate and complete self-repair.

This is the terrible thing about the Qilin Arm, it has become a part of Lei Yan's body, even if it is cut off, it is useless, it will regenerate, but it is only limited to the arm, and it is useless for other parts.

That is to say, once Lei Yan's head or heart is attacked, he will be killed immediately like ordinary people, and the unicorn arm cannot repair other organs.

Just as Lei Yanmei was admiring the unicorn arm, there was a rush of footsteps outside the dormitory, and two tear gas canisters were casually thrown into the barracks.

"Ahem, ahemโ€”"

As a puff of smoke erupted, everyone woke up with a violent cough.

"What's going on? Ahemโ€”"

"What the hell, ahem-"

In an instant, the rookies were in a mess, snot and tears flowed sideways, like drinking a sip of mustard oil, and the entire cranial cavity was ventilated.

Lei Yan was the first to react, covered his mouth and nose with his gloves, jumped out of bed and rushed out, and soon, a group of rookies rushed out of the barracks.

One by one, they bent over and coughed uncontrollably, tears pouring down their faces.

"What do you want to do, it's going to be spared!" A rookie couldn't help but say angrily.

"If you can't stand it, you can leave immediately, the car is next to it!" The gray wolf pointed to the military vehicle at the gate.

"This doesn't taste good, it will be more ruthless in the future, so if you still have a little intelligence, don't suffer here, leaving now is the smartest choice!"

"Now tell me, are there any smart people?" The gray wolf asked loudly from the front.

"Report!" After a few moments, someone raised their hand.

"Very good, you are much smarter than them, how good is this, no longer have to be humiliated by us, suffer this foreign sin!" The gray wolf smiled.

"Put down the helmet, there is a car to take you back to the original unit!" The coyote stepped forward and took the man away.

The rookies watched him limp towards the national flag, his face was full of unwillingness and helplessness, he did not give up because of tear gas, but because of his leg injury during extreme off-roading.

It is impossible for a leg to persist in the later training, and fate is like this, so he can only give up, leaving an unwilling back, and he is gone.

"Are there any smart people?" The gray wolf asked.

There was no response, everyone was silent, and apparently no one wanted to give up.

"Okay, since you choose to persevere, then I'll let you know the price of persistence!"

"All of them, turn left, target training ground, go!" The gray wolf raised his hand and fired his rifle into the air.

Hell Week has just begun, how can it be possible for rookies to sleep peacefully, from the time they return to the dormitory to the time they are woken up by tear gas, there is only less than an hour.

You can be called up just after falling asleep, not to mention how uncomfortable it feels.

The rookies rushed to the training ground with sleepiness and exhaustion, and they didn't know what to do, anyway, it was not good, everyone knew this.

"Carrying logs in groups of four, going down the quagmire, hurry up!" The coyote screamed in the back and kept shooting, and the bullets hit the grass next to it, scaring everyone into fear.

For a moment, all the rookies were standing in the mud with a log, which weighed four hundred pounds, in a group of four people, equivalent to each person carrying a hundred pounds of weight, and the thin mud that did not reach the legs under their feet, and they couldn't even stand steadily.

"Lift the log a thousand times, count it yourself, start now!" The gray wolf crouched on the edge of the quagmire with a horn.

The rookies understand in their hearts that the special forces don't have accurate numbers at all, what a thousand times, it's all, when to faint and when it's over.

"Come on, brothers, come on!" Chen Pai roared, which was the prelude.

Lei Yan, Lao Pao, Chen Pai, Xiwa, a group of four, a four-hundred-pound log, raise from the left shoulder over the top of the head to the right shoulder, and then lift it up and put it back on the left shoulder, repeating back and forth.

The only person here who had full of physical strength was Lei Yan, but he didn't show it, followed the rhythm in front of him, shouted the numbers in his mouth, and raised and put it down again and again.

When they reached a hundred, Chen Pai and the others began to struggle, gritting their teeth with each move, and their speed gradually slowed down.

At this moment, a water curtain spilled down, Lei Yan turned his head to see that the instructors turned on the high-pressure water cannon and sprayed at them, with a huge impact, and instantly knocked down several groups of rookies.

The original 400 catties of logs increased by at least 100 catties after being sprayed with water, which greatly increased the difficulty.

kept getting up, falling to the ground, and getting up again, the rookies were soaked and covered in mud, and their faces and mouths were full of mud, and they were miserable one by one.

Soon Xiwa couldn't hold on, grinning and screaming with every move, and her body was on the verge of collapse again.

Seeing this, Lei Yan took a step forward, close to Xiwa, and said, "You pretend first, don't be so hard, the three of us can hold on." โ€

"Huh?" Xiwa was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "That's not good, I can't affect you!" โ€

"You don't talk nonsense, if you fall first, you are likely to be eliminated." The old cannon in front also took a step back and reminded.