Chapter 842: A Military Song Floating on the Sea

Achim and Fakhri's dinghy leaned over and asked solemnly: "Zhuang! Can't you hold on? Want to quit? ”

The phrase "do you want to quit?" Achim asked at least everyone throughout the training camp, and repeated it at least thousands of times.

Fuck your uncle!

Zhuang solemnly scolded Achim in his heart, as if he was looking forward to dropping out of school all day long.

"Water! And two energy bars! ”

Of course, you can't scold like that.

Otherwise, this guy really didn't throw mineral water and energy bars at himself, and he couldn't swim through this difficult 20-kilometer sea.

"Ahh It turned out that I wanted to eat, so you said it earlier! I thought you couldn't hold it anymore, but the first aid shots were ready for you. ”

Achim grinned and threw the mineral water and energy bars over.

The object was not thrown on target, but landed in the sea about a meter away from the front right side of Majeres and Qasim.

The two of them were forced to take a lot of effort to get it.

Solemnly took a few sips of mineral water and handed it to Kassim.

Now that the conditions are limited, in order to save time, Zhuang Yan and Kasim can only drink water while flippers, and after drinking the water, they tear open the energy bar, gobble it up and start to eat it.

The energy bars of the T army have enough calories, but they are so sweet that they are unreasonable.

Eating and eating, a wave came over, pouring the two of them with seawater all over their heads, and the energy bars were eaten in their mouths, sweet and salty, and the taste was strange out of the sky.

But it's calories, and you can't eat it.

No matter how bad it is, you have to eat it!

"Instructor Achim, where are the two of us in place?" Kasim still couldn't resist asking his instructor some boring questions.

Actually, Zhuang Zheng could guess that Achim would not tell the truth.

Because to be honest, it's not good at all.

said that he was at the top of the ranking, and he was afraid that the students would relax; said that he was back, and he was afraid that he would be nervous and work too hard and eventually cause cramps or collapse.

Only Qasim asked such a non-nutritious question.

Sure enough, Achim laughed and said, "You guys? ”

"Yes, we do." Qasim actually asked.

Achim said, "Get on the boat, and I'll tell you when you get on the boat." ”

Embarkation is equivalent to abstention.

No matter how stupid Qasim is, he knows what is going on.

This time, he finally closed his mouth completely.

The two rehydrated, ate energy bars, and continued on the vast sea.

Long-distance swimming, this is a mechanical and boring process, and it is also a very torturous process.

The whole world is full of water, and there is water everywhere.

There is always a feeling of despair in the boundless and vast sea.

You don't see the end, only islands in the distance and rubber boats operated by the instructors floating on the water.

You don't even have time to check where you actually swam there, because you simply don't have the energy to do so.

After 3 hours, Yan Yan felt that his lower limbs could only rise and fall mechanically, and he almost completely lost sensation.

It was as if the two feet had been anesthetized and could not be felt at all.

Qasim choked on another mouthful of seawater.

This made him start vomiting.

Solemn couldn't help but think of the food arrangement in the morning, he didn't eat anything to fill his stomach, he supported energy bars and water and dried cheese, which turned into liquid when he entered his stomach, at least he didn't vomit something disgusting.

Swimming that far, vomiting is inevitable, especially when salty and fishy sea water pours into your mouth and nose, and you either cough or vomit.

Zhuang Yan himself also felt a sense of prostration, as if he was on the verge of fainting, and the feeling of exhaustion hit him like a mountain of seas.

"Zhuang!"

He felt that some people were pushing him.

Suddenly broke free from the confusion, and at first glance, it was Kassim next door.

"You don't look good."

Solemnly knew that this must have been a long time of swimming, causing people to have entered a kind of fainting past.

Asking questions, giving oxygen, physical exertion, and so on.

All kinds of factors are mixed together, and it is easy to make people faint to death unconsciously.

Zhuang Yan quickly slapped himself.

The pain kept him awake for the time being.

"No...... We can't go on like this......"

He looked around.

Now, except for Achim's rubber boat, which is still in the distance, Majest can hardly see anyone else.

In the sea, people are like small beans sprinkled in the grass, how can they be so easy to see?

He was even a little worried about whether he was swimming in the wrong direction.

Raise your hand, there is a compass on it.

After a slight look, the direction is at least correct.

In order to prevent himself from getting confused again, he solemnly decided to sing.

That's right.

Sing those revolutionary songs that you learned in your own army, songs that belong to your army.

Kasim soon heard a muffled chant coming from beside him.

Turning his head to look, he solemnly gritted his teeth and hummed a song.

"Zhuang, you sing?" He asked.

solemnly said: "That's right, I'm singing the military song of our troops, you can also try, it will make you less uncomfortable and forget the passage of time." ”

After a pause, he said, "In the sea, you can't meditate." ”

Qasim thought about it and thought it was a good idea.

So, he also began to sing.

"They seem to be singing."

On the dinghy, Fakhri seemed to hear a voice, and it came from the position of the solemn and Qasim groups.

Achim stood up from his dinghy, folded his hands on his chest, and looked through his sunglasses as he watched the splash of water flipping in the sea.

Then he raised his hand and looked at his watch.

Four hours passed.

In fact, he didn't tell Qasim just now that their group has always been leading.

"Chinese...... What a strange people......"

He couldn't help but sigh.

Time passed bit by bit, bit by bit......

The sun was still so hot, and Zhuang Zheng already felt a little dizzy from the sun.

It's just that the body is still very cold.

He had already raised his hand for the second time to ask for food and water.

However, it seems that this sea cannot be finished at all.

It's as if it's a route with no end in sight.

The 20-kilometer cross-sea swim is, in a sense, beyond the physical strength of ordinary people.

Those who can complete this swimming process, physical strength is still another matter, but willpower is definitely first-class.

This meets the requirements of special forces.

Some training is not about your physical strength at all, but about your endurance and perseverance.

There are too many people with good physical strength in the world, and if you only talk about physical fitness and sports, special forces may not be the opponent of professional athletes.

But when it comes to endurance and willpower, athletes are not necessarily the opponents of these special military personnel.

"I seem to ...... I seem to see the coastline......"

Qasim stopped singing.

Suddenly, he muttered like a dream.

Zhuang Yan was already weak, he didn't even bother to raise his head, and he didn't even want to raise that hand even when he glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Both feet are still webbed.

But it was as if the feet were not their own.

Suddenly, he heard a distant shout behind his head.

Someone is shouting!

That's right, it's a shout!

Solemn shook violently and turned his head to look.

At this moment, on the right side, there is actually a sandy beach, and there are many buildings not far from the beach.

Coastline!

It's so close!

He suddenly realized that maybe it was really coming to an end!