In the dark of night, five young men of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in khaki training uniforms, lined up in a relatively compact column, each holding a heavy Luman M3.2 rifle, avoiding the checkpoints on the main road, and happily walking in the fields that exuded the fragrance of earth at a slightly slower pace than the normal march.

Suddenly, the young man at the head of the row stopped, although he raised his left hand and signaled his companion behind him to stop, but it was too dark, and even the person who was following his ass didn't realize that something was happening, so he directly bumped into it, letting out a muffled snort, and the young man at the head of the row stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing the two people in front of them colliding together, the one behind hurriedly stopped, no one rashly spoke, but picked up the gun and watched the situation around vigilantly - although they were regarded as rookies by the third-year seniors, these second-year students were not useless. After a year of training, their basic military skills and tactical awareness are no worse than those of recruits who only receive 32 weeks of enlistment training.

The young man at the head of the platoon knelt on one knee, his muzzle raised diagonally upward, staring straight ahead with wide eyes. A minute passed, two minutes passed, and he stood up again, raised his left hand to temple height, and signaled that his companions behind him could move on.

The four students in the back, especially the second student who had just had no time to "brake", did not have any doubts and complaints about this, they silently followed forward, no one expected, when they walked forward about twenty or thirty meters, the surrounding snowdrifts suddenly "jumped", and before they could raise their guns against each other, they heard a dull and powerful "do not move" in their ears.

The young man at the head of the line didn't move, but asked, "Hey, man, what's going on?" ”

"What's the situation?" One of the opposing parties responded, "According to the rules of this training session, you have been captured by the patrol. If you resist, you will be 'killed' on the spot, and you will not survive." ”

When the young man in the row heard this, he immediately changed his tone: "So that's the case, the seniors have been waiting here for a long time!" Hard work! Everyone is their own person, and it's just a training session, so don't be nervous! Relax! ”

The man said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, throw the gun on the ground yourself!" ”

Although the situation at the scene was clear, the group of trainees who had been ambushed were unwilling to lay down their arms. Before leaving, Colonel Borgwein personally explained the rules of the training, and once the trainees were captured by the patrol, they were directly disqualified from participating in the next training session.

The "King of Sniper" has a rare opportunity to teach the course in person, and it is not easy to pass the initial test, who wants to be eliminated in the first training class?

The student who walked in the second place of the team paused: "Hello seniors! I am Severn Dunk, a second-year student No. 91, and my father, Marin Dunk, is currently the deputy commander of the 9th Garrison District of the Northern Legion. ”

"Come on, we can't afford this kind of favoritism! Hey, Brother Dunk, we haven't heard this just now, if it is spread and insults General Dunk's reputation, it has nothing to do with us! The man's tone was softened, but the result was still non-negotiable.

Unable to fault the other party's words, the cadet named Severn Dunk quickly figured out what was at stake, hung his head, and threw the rifle in his hand to the ground with a dejected expression.

The remaining four trainees, you look at me, I look at you, so they had to put down their weapons.

One of the third-graders who had ambushed them stepped forward and took away all the rifles from the younger brothers, and then the old brother who had just spoken to them said to them, "All right, you can leave on your own, and we will hand over the weapons to the armory as they are, and if they are lost or damaged, they will be ours." Also, if I were you, I wouldn't make any more useless attempts, just go back to the barracks and get some good sleep. ”

With that, the man blew a fluttering whistle and left with his companion.

When the seniors walked away, the students at the end of the line shouted as if they had suddenly found that they had lost their wallets: "Hell! There were only three of them! The five of us were disarmed by three of us! We should have fought with them just now, they killed three of us, we killed two of them, they killed one more of us, we killed one of them, and in the end we won, and we can save one person from Youmuyou! ”

The young man at the head of the line also shouted: "What shit, I thought something was wrong before, if only I took everyone on a detour!" ”

Daddy, a student who is the deputy commander of the garrison area, said angrily: "Okay, okay, don't be blind BB!" According to the rules of our training exercises, if the encircled side forcibly engages the encircled side, the battle loss ratio is 1 to 5, that is, only 5 of us can be exchanged for 1 of the other side if we are killed. Our skills are not as good as others, and the wood is already in the boat, so admit defeat when it is time to admit defeat! Walking, going back to sleep, isn't it just a sniper course? In the future, when we get to the army, we won't need to be snipers at all! ”

At this point, the young man had no choice but to go back empty-handed. At the beginning, everyone's mood was still very depressed, walking and walking, and found that there were many students who had returned home like them, and they inquired with each other, and found that everyone's experience was similar: either they were ambushed in the fields and woods, or they were intercepted near the outpost, and most of them were defeated by more people than few people, and the most exaggerated thing was that a group of nine people was disarmed by three people on the other side.

At a fork in the road not far from the military academy, the defeated spontaneously gathered together and talked about their fate without scruples.

"Isn't it just a training session? These third-graders are too serious to understand what they're thinking! Our sophomores are disgraced, will they be able to grow faces? In the end, didn't it make outsiders think that we at the Barston Military Academy raised a bunch of straw bales? ”

"We didn't lose to them, we were bluffed by their bluffs! The next time we encounter this situation, we will say that we will not lay down our arms! ”

"The area of Beishan is so large, even if all the third-grade students are dispatched, it is impossible to block it completely, we are still negligent today, we should have known that we should have gone farther and walked more."

"Hey, hey, there are still people who just set off at this time! Tut-tut! What a bunch of cunning guys! Why didn't we think of that at the time? ”

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw that there were about 20 cadets coming from the direction of the military academy.

At the top of the list is Otto Lunders, who ranked first in the overall grade. His grandfather was one of the highest-ranking soldiers in the last war in the Free Federation of Ulster, his father was wounded on the battlefield and retired from politics due to disability, and his brother is currently a member of the General Staff of the Army. This environment, combined with his own extremely high IQ, has resulted in his near-perfect performance: in all the courses he has conducted so far, except for the inferior grades in martial arts, the rest of his coursework has been excellent!

Approaching the fork, Lunds asked loudly, "Hi, York, Jock, Lindy, Anfred, Guanten...... Why are you such a big group here? ”

Among the crowd, a burly blond young man said angrily: "Hey, Otto, I said why didn't I see you at the beginning, it turned out that I brought such a large number of people and cats up, and let us people automatically go to explore the way for you!" ”

No. 1 Xueba's height is not as tall as the other party, compared with his companions around him, although he is not the most burly, but he has a strong body, broad shoulders and thick arms, although his appearance is not the most handsome, but his facial features are upright and heroic, and his demeanor, tone and even body movements are obviously more mature and stable than his peers.

"Do you think I, Otto Lunders, am the kind of person who gets good grades by insidious means? Let's be honest! The reason why we set off later was mainly because we felt that the closer to midnight, the lower the enemy's vigilance, and the less difficult it would be to break through the blockade, which was a skill I learned from the military case analysis course. ”

The burly blonde young man said impatiently: "Okay, okay, play tricks, I definitely can't compare to you!" As you expected, the people standing in front of you were disarmed and driven back by the third-graders, so you are satisfied! Be proud! ”

The No. 1 student didn't get angry, but the tall student next to him shouted, "Hey, Anfred Bangura Paye, how do you talk?" It's ridiculous to act recklessly and blame others instead! ”

"What? How dare you call me reckless and ridiculous? The burly blond youth said angrily, "Hey, Cartwright, you, a guy who ranks twenty out of the top twenty in the overall score, are you actually qualified for me, a person in the top ten, is ridiculous?" ”

The tall student shot back without showing weakness: "If it weren't for your recklessness, why would you be standing here to see us off?" Well? ”

"Stop, stop! You two, what kind of ability do you have to quarrel with your own people? No. 1 Xueba decisively stopped the two people who were strong-tongued, and then said loudly to the students in front of him who were returning home:

"Brothers, we have been training and living together for more than a year, whether I, Otto Lundes, am a man and do things above board, you should all know in your hearts! In this training course, the instructor did not assign any trainees to organize and coordinate, and it was difficult for me to come forward and call everyone to act together. I am both sorry and ashamed of what happened to you tonight, and next time there is a similar training or exam, I will definitely stand up and lead everyone, and I hope you can give me enough trust. ”

As soon as these words came out, some of the students nodded their heads, and some of their faces changed. The Badston Military Academy is regarded as the "cradle of officers" of the Ulster Free Federal Army, where almost half of the active middle and senior officers go out from here, and these alumni will give each other care and support, both in public and private, and those who have excelled during their studies in the military academy, especially those whose organizational leadership skills are widely recognized, usually receive the attention of the military high-brass, and their career path will be much smoother.

Otto Lunders' impassioned remarks are undoubtedly laying the groundwork for his path to cadet leadership.

Judging from the situation of previous students, there are very few who can conquer their peers in the first year and become the "leading big brother", and most of them are only strong in the second year after a year of foreshadowing.

The No. 1 student scanned the students with a confident but not arrogant, firm but not tough gaze, and then said word by word: "Now, which good brother is willing to share with us the valuable lessons of the previous defeat?" ”

When he said "good" and "precious", Lundste deliberately accentuated his tone, and it was just such a small means that the students who had returned home rushed to tell what had happened to them, and only the burly blonde youth and a few others walked away with gloomy faces. Not long after they left, one of the cadets suddenly proposed: "According to the prevailing rules of training and exercises, we have been captured by the enemy, and we can be rescued before the training exercises, right?" As long as we find a way to take back our weapons from the third graders, won't we get the opportunity to continue the training course? ”

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the number one student in unison.

The unremarkable Lundes thought about it and quickly made a decision: "Good! Since everyone believes in me and supports me, I will fight again, and the worst result is just to go back to the barracks and sleep like everyone else! ”

When he finished speaking, and I don't know who got up, the students shouted "Rundes mighty", and this cheer was heard far and wide in the night......