Chapter 2 Selection of Soldiers.
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In City B, a passenger train at the railway station made a roaring sound, and groups of recruits began to step on the train to the military region.
Wang Feng smashed Zheng Hao in the afternoon, and then went to the armed forces department to inspect the troops, looking at the rapidly regressing scenery outside the window, he showed a smile, no matter what the reason for joining the army? Fortunately, he got his wish and achieved the goal of running away.
"Damn, I've caused Lao Tzu to run away again, I'll be back sooner or later."
Wang Feng couldn't help but stand up after thinking about it, opened the window, and shouted loudly at the slowly smaller city.
"Lao Tzu, sooner or later, I will come back, I will make you tremble in front of me."
"What roar? I don't look like a soldier, I have so much energy, I lie down, a hundred push-ups."
An ensign came over and ordered.
"Yes".
Wang Feng replied, lying down and starting to do it.
I thought that the arduous recruit camp would be very difficult, but I didn't know that Wang Feng had just gotten off the train, and on the first day of entering the military region, at night, he was picked up by a lieutenant from the barracks, and he was taken to the reception room on the regiment headquarters building, and left.
"Report~".
Wang Feng reported, until he heard a voice inside, he walked in, a large reception room, a large round table, sitting a person, two people standing behind him, the epaulette is the rank of lieutenant colonel, sitting is a middle-aged man, with a momentum, not angry and self-righteous murderous aura, the epaulette is the rank of colonel.
"Boy, take a look at your profile."
The colonel took out a file folder from his purse and threw it in front of Wang Feng.
Wang Feng picked it up and looked at it, it turned out to be what he had done since he was a child, and it was recorded in great detail, and it was as much as four pieces of A4 paper, and this army was too terrible.
"Why did you become a soldier?".
The colonel shouted.
"Report, chief, I came to be a soldier because I ran away."
Wang Feng didn't lie, and said bluntly.
"I knew that your motives were not pure, but unfortunately, because of this, you can't protect you when you come to the army."
The colonel sneered, and took out a notice from his purse marked in red, Wang Feng saw that it was a document directly issued by the Provincial Public Security Bureau, which had his own detailed information, and it was written that he was a murderer and had been wanted by the Public Security Bureau for many years, hoping that the troops could send him back and accept the punishment he deserved.
Wang Feng held this piece of thin paper, it seemed to be much heavier, his fists were clenched, the Zheng family was so despicable, such a frame for himself.
"I know you've been wronged, but our troops won't protect anyone for no reason, so I hope you can understand what I mean, of course, from the moment you enter the barracks, you're one of us, so I'll give you a second choice, what do you want? It's destined to lose something."
The Colonel said meaningfully.
"I am subordinate to the National Defense and Security Agency, directly under the jurisdiction of the central government, in order to protect the security of the country, we decided to form a special operational organization, of course, now you, not even an ordinary soldier, far from meeting our requirements, so we have selected a lot of seed players from the national military districts, we hope that you can go to a secret military organization in the Sahara Desert, for special training, for three months, although it is also dangerous, but if you can come back alive, it is the elite of our country, Talent in the army, do you want to go? If you don't, I'll have to send you back to City B."
"Anyway, it's a death horizontally and vertically, I'll go."
Wang Feng gritted his teeth and said.
"Okay, you go to the airport and wait, let's go."
The colonel ordered, Wang Feng turned around and left, and the two lieutenant colonel officers also walked out, and the colonel took out his mobile phone to make a call.
"This time, how many people have been found?"
An old voice came from the other end of the line.
"Chief, this time, a total of 34,000 ordinary soldiers and 17,000 special forces, a total of 51,000 people, have been selected from all major military regions across the country, and they will be able to reach the military base in the Sahara Desert tomorrow."
The Colonel stood up and said with unusual respect.
"I don't know if we can succeed this time, our Chinese military strength is still too weak, okay, I'll do this for you."
The person on the other end of the phone, who seemed to be a little tired, hung up the phone.
"No matter how elite the troops are, they can't withstand the king of soldiers, there is no real king of soldiers in the military world, and the deterrence of Chinese troops is still too low."
The colonel said bitterly, he can never forget the scene ten years ago, a Chinese ace reorganization regiment, unexpectedly unable to stop a foreign army of a king of soldiers, but lost the generals, even the regiment commander was beheaded by the other party, this is a great shame, and therefore, the Chinese military decided to create a real king of soldiers, but unfortunately, every year, tens of thousands of soldiers are sent to the mysterious military base in the Sahara Desert.
But all that came back was bad news, and all he sent to the chief's desk was a full list of deaths, a list of the disabled, and a mortality rate of up to two-thirds, but he still did not create a king of soldiers for China.
Wang Feng inexplicably joined this selection, if it weren't for the provincial public security bureau to send a wanted warrant to the troops, the colonel would not have noticed this recruit who had just enlisted in the army, they wanted to select talents, that is, people who were clean and loyal to the motherland and the people, Wang Feng met the requirements, what he valued more was that Wang Feng had no other choice except this road, which was a point he valued more.
With the roar of military aircraft, Wang Feng began to embark on a road of no return.
In the deepest part of the Sahara Desert, a large number of people come here every year, soldiers and elites from all over the country, and this place is also called the place of death by the military and high-ranking people of various countries, because more than 1,000 people, more than 900 people will be buried here, and the remaining dozens of people are up to two-thirds disabled.
The military base in the Sahara Desert, built underground, has a history of hundreds of years, during World War II, many soldiers went out from here, for hundreds of years, it has become the cradle of the birth of the king of soldiers, for several years, it has become a military base mastered by the United States, stationed all year round the American ace army, an integrated group army, more than 400,000 troops, carrying large-scale heavy weapons and missiles.
When Wang Feng came here, the hot desert was already full of soldiers, dense, under the Chinese flag, there were soldiers from dozens of countries across the country, on a high tower in the base, in the office, air conditioners, water dispensers, computers and all kinds of luxury goods, you can see, soft bed, an American in his fifties, sitting on the sofa, tasting the mellow red wine in his hand, very comfortable, his epaulettes, is the rank of general.
The strength of the entire base is controlled by him, he is the supreme commander here, at this moment, the door was opened, and a young blonde young officer walked in, he was only thirty years old, but he was already a major general, and he was the instructor of the base master training, he and the general in front of him were all in today's military circles, one of the best figures, and a powerful soldier king.
"General, this time there are as many as 200,000 soldiers from various countries, and I haven't accepted so many rookies for a long time, but I don't know if the real king of soldiers can be born this time."
The boy sneered, full of contempt and indifference for life.
"The old soldier king, there is no death, the new soldier king can not be born, want to cultivate a soldier king who has surpassed the limit of the military, how can it be so easy, for decades, the base has cultivated no less than thousands of powerful reserve soldiers, but because they can't pass the last level, they were eliminated, lost their lives, the birth of a generation of soldier kings, no less than the disaster brought by a world war."
The admiral smacked his lips, took a sip of red wine, and ordered.
"Let's start, I can't help but see the brilliance of life."
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