To be honest, all of our trainees who participated in this confrontation exercise were very nervous when they heard the instructor announce the list of eliminated personnel, but most of the departments were also very calm, maybe because we all tried our best, so we didn't seem too surprised that we had our own names on the elimination list, even if we really heard them, perhaps, we wouldn't be too surprised. However, after hearing the instructor announce that no one was eliminated this time, it can really be said that everyone was excited, excited and relieved, and one by one they almost cried with their headaches, and there was really a little bit of ups and downs.

After the lecture on the playground, all our team members were led by their respective instructors to take a shower as if they were being praised, and it can be said that this is the first time we have had a close contact with the water since we came to the training camp for so long. One by one, they all changed into clean military uniforms, and then went to the canteen in batches, and had a full meal, and then, when it was time for the roll call, they said something concisely, and ordered us to disband and go back to bed.

Back in the dormitory, to be honest, we are really cheap! We can go to bed and rest so early, we are really a little unaccustomed to it, whether other squads are like this, I don't know very well, anyway, all the members of my squad are like this, lying in bed one by one, although they are mentally and physically exhausted, but no one dares to rest assured that they can sleep peacefully, and they always feel that they will give us a surprise attack in the middle of the night, at least it must be an emergency assembly or something. In fact, in my current opinion, this is a habit, a habit that comes from time and instinct.

Until midnight, many of our team members were still lying in bed with their eyes closed, but they couldn't sleep peacefully. It wasn't until the sky was white that we felt that we couldn't bear it, we were too sleepy, and we looked at the time before forcing ourselves to sleep.

The night was fine, but when I woke up the next day, everything was as I expected, and we didn't trim or ritual, and we just went on to train more brutally.

"Didn't the training camp give you food? Your climb speed is slower than that of the king in the vegetable market! You don't even call it a special combat member, just call it Tuanyu! "On the training ground, our instructor fired several shots into the sky with the assault step in his hand, and shouted beside us with a loudspeaker.

"What do you call a group fish?" We crawled forward on the muddy ground under the low posture, and at the same time had to endure the impact of the high-pressure water cannon. One of the team members crawling with me next to me spat out a mouthful of mud and sand, and then asked me.

"You're a clump of fish! Tuanyu is the old turtle, which is the meaning of the special king! I tilted my head to avoid the impact of the water cannon as I looked at him. Tuanyu is actually a turtle, but it is the name of Sichuan, so many team members didn't understand what it meant for a while, but, I understand, and then I was asked, and at that time I had a feeling that 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping.

Crawling forward for one kilometer in a low posture, then another kilometer of armed cross-countrying, then burying your head in a basin of water and holding your breath for 30 seconds, and finally loading the pistol parts on the table next to you, loading the bullets, and firing quickly at the pistol target 25 meters away.

This is one of the subjects that we practice every day. In this whole process, the most difficult thing to endure and the most difficult to operate is actually your own breathing. Crawling in a low posture and armed off-roading, either of these two subjects can make us gasp for breath, not to mention burying our face in a basin of water and holding our breath for 30 seconds. After the completion of the first three subjects, often when assembling the pistol, the whole hand is already a little trembling, when assembling the pistol parts, it is easy to assemble the misalignment because of breathing, and then to the final shot.

Among all firearms, the pistol is the smallest one, and it seems that shooting is very simple, what is a three-point line, aiming at the trigger and firing, you can shoot a bullet, but the pistol is very difficult to hit the target.

In general, when shooting pistol training, usually hit a 25-meter standard chest target, the aiming point is the middle of the lower 8 rings, the shooter should focus on the positive relationship between the front sight and the notch, the positive relationship between the reticle and the notch should be seen clearly, and the target can be seen vaguely. Usually there are many people who understand the principle of "three points and one line" aiming, but often there are people who shoot the entire magazine, and the final result is that not a single projectile hits the target, and it is not embarrassing to shoot a pistol with a shaved head.

In a fierce shootout, it is really very difficult to hit someone 50 meters away with a pistol, and it may be that only a few special shooters who have a particularly strong psychological quality and cannot blink an eye when killing people can do it.

And we are after such a high physical training, and we are holding our breath, and the whole person is shaking uncontrollably because of the violent wheezing, not to mention hitting the bull's-eye, it is difficult to aim, and it is already a very powerful existence to be able to hit the target.

Although this kind of training time is not very long, but every time the physical and energy consumption is very huge, in the course of a day of training, we can't count how many times we repeat this kind of training. The inevitable result of this is that you are physically and mentally exhausted, and you can fall into a deep sleep in a few minutes when you fall into bed.

I have to say that most of the people who stayed in the training camp were mentally ill, and one by one they were in their own headquarters and in their own squadrons, was he uncomfortable? I have to come here to look for abuse, I have to come to this ghost place, I can't eat well, I can't drink well, I don't sleep well, I have to be like a grandson in this ghost place, being played around. And it's all like a cycle, you don't eat well, you don't drink well, and then you train with a high load, and when you're tired to a certain point, when you're resting, then pull you up, anyway, it's nothing else, it's just challenging your physical limits.

I guess I repeated it for about three or four days, and to be honest, I can't remember it myself, and during that time, I had no concept of time in my head.

"Toot toot toot." With a quick whistle, we were forced to pull ourselves out of bed again, our weapons and equipment almost closed, and then we ran outside, honestly, we were really tired.

When we ran out, it was still dark outside, and when we looked up, the stars in the sky were particularly dazzling. It is often said that the moon stars are scarce, but tonight's sky is very clear, and there is no doubt that there are no stars left, so the moonlight is very dim, and I dare not say anything to reach out and not see my fingers, under the premise of no light source, the visibility is at most less than one meter, just like that, the familiar command came to our ears: "All have!" Goal: Ten kilometers ahead of the hill red flag, fully armed, go! ”

Under such an order, we dragged our tired bodies again towards the seemingly very close mountain, in such an environment, not to mention the red flag, even the road under our feet is not very clear, but we must not slow down, we must come back before breakfast, otherwise, we can't eat the poor breakfast with a small supply, you know, after breakfast, we are greeted by a high load of physical training again and again, no food and calorie supplements, Then we will definitely not be able to resist a few times.

For various reasons, all the members of our team began to carry out the instructor's orders, and began to run towards the hill ten kilometers away in a neat line. Although there are no cliffs on this road, there are no bushes and shrubs, it is a mountain road that has been stepped on by us and has almost become a road, and we have run many times, and we already have a complete picture in our minds, but after all, we have no lighting devices, so under the premise that the speed cannot be reduced, we can only rely on the impression in our minds and the feeling under our feet to judge and move forward.

"Oh, I'm damn it! Trough! "As I ran, I felt a pain in my feet, and then my whole body began to fall forward. However, after all, the long-term training has exercised a certain reflex ability for me, and when I was about to make close contact with the ground, I immediately switched into a forward posture and fanned the ground with both hands, so as to ensure that my body trunk was kept away from the ground as much as possible, so as to achieve the purpose of protecting myself.

However, at the same time that I felt pain in my hands, there was also a sharp pain in my chest almost at the same time. I grunted again, then immediately rolled over and reached for my chest.

It doesn't matter if I don't touch it, this touch, my heart is half cold, there is no problem in the place where I am wearing body armor, but it is on the edge of the body armor, I actually touched my ribs and it seems that something is wrong, not only does it hurt to the touch, but it also seems to feel the marks of breakage.

I panicked and was ready to stand up and make sure I could move on. The surrounding team members also noticed my movement, and also stopped to support me, I waved my hand, signaling to them that I could do it myself, however, just when I was just about to stand up, not only did I find myself moving, but there was a sharp pain in the right half of my body, and my feet seemed to be in pain.