The pilot withdrew his hand in disappointment, perhaps, it was these days of training that made his handsome face rough, his originally magnetic voice a little thicker, and his handsome movements a little sloppy - in a word, his life has been irregularized in the past few days, and his image has been greatly damaged.

Of course, the pilot was not stupid enough to say these words, but when he thought of the comparison between the past and the present, the gap was so big that he was a little unbelievable, you know, in their flight group, as long as he hooked his fingers, there would be a bunch of beauties running to shout and ask for warmth: When did he become so worthless?

Of course, this is just his imagination.

The pilot glanced at the crowd who were still smiling and watching the girls go away (they didn't even look at them), and nodded thoughtfully.

It must be yes, I've been with these rough people for a long time, no wonder I have become rough, but it's a pity that my handsome and dashing, graceful appearance, was buried in a group of big men-hey~

The pilot sighed in his heart, what could he do, helpless, his hands drooped in frustration, at this moment, how much he missed the life in the flight regiment, even if he was just a small air force lieutenant, now that he thinks about it, it is really a pleasure to be able to fly in the sky.

"Gone, gone, look at you like that, no interest, like you haven't seen a woman for many years."

The person who reacted first looked at the graceful figure in the distance when everyone was still looking at it, and a look of deterrence appeared on his face, and he said with a look of solitude.

"Yo, Ergodan, didn't there be a thief in the company who peeped at the female soldier taking a bath last time and didn't catch it, so everyone was punished together, who invited us to dinner later?"

"Who? Which peeks at female soldiers taking a shower? Me, I invited guests to dinner because of the subsidy, can't the big guys be lively together? ――”

The face of the person called Ergoudan turned red all of a sudden, and his mouth still excused.

Everyone looked at him with an ambiguous look, a look of "everyone is a man, you know", which made him embarrassed to raise his head.

"Two dogs—"

"Two dogs—"

In the distance, a voice came, vaguely calling Ergoudan.

"Erdogdan, let's see if it's calling you?"

Hearing this, Ergoudan raised his head and looked at the other side, where there was also a Yun-8, and there were many soldiers coming down from it, and there were seventy or eighty people in a rough count.

In the middle of the crowd, a man was waving here, oh, to be exact, waving to Ergodan.

"Brother-!"

The second dog was excited, he saw his eldest brother - the big dog!

If it weren't for the distance, Ergou Dan Zhenxiang ran over to give him a bear hug, I really didn't expect that the brothers would be able to meet here, what a coincidence.

The big dog raised his right hand high, and shook his thumb up at the second dog, and the second dog made the same action when he saw this, and the brothers looked at it for a long time.

After a long time, the big dog slapped his chest, turned around and left with his equipment, and there was still a smile on his lips.

The second dog dan also smiled and waved his hand vigorously, knowing that the big dog dan had gone away.

"Erdogdan, if you don't hurry up, you'll fall behind!"

Ergoudan looked back, and it was a surprise: It's only been a long time, why have everyone walked so far?

With equipment on his back and a rifle on his back, he hurriedly ran forward.

"Where are we going?" Ergoudan caught up with the big army and asked with a smile, a pair of eyes flashing shrewdly, and a simple face gave people a gentle and generous feeling.

"Look—"

Following the direction of the man's finger, Ergoudan looked, far ahead, three military vehicles were parked there, like a solid iron triangle, firmly occupying a piece of land.

All around, many people rushed here from all directions, and it seemed that this was the place where the large army gathered.

It's not just Yang Feng and their Yun 8, in other words, each Yun 8 is carrying a team, but it seems that only Yang Feng has the smallest number of people, less than 30 people, on the other hand, the other groups, it is not a team of nearly 100 people, no wonder they feel so spacious on the plane.

They were looking at the others, and the others were also looking at them, and when they saw that there were only thirty of them, these people were also stunned, and then sympathy: This is too ruthless, there are only thirty people left, is the instructor in charge of this group of training a person? However, it was more of a blessing, glad that he was not in the same group as them, and did not face the perverted instructor.

Whoa, whoa, whoa--

A sharp whistle sounded, and everyone unconsciously quickened their pace.

Pedaling, pedaling, pedaling-

There were footsteps all around, and there was a dull sound from the heavy ordnance stepping on the thick ground, as if thousands of troops were marching and thousands of horses were galloping.

The dense footsteps turned into small broken steps, and everyone was at the end of the correction position.

Twenty rows, thirty columns, a full six hundred!

That's the whole number, six hundred! This is the number of people left after the first round of preliminary selection - only 600 people.

The three military vehicles are all jeeps, and this car is even more cool to drive, and it is very popular with the soldiers.

Behind the first military vehicle sat a big boss, wearing a pair of sunglasses, looking up at the sky, and he hadn't taken a look at everyone.

A star on his shoulders and an ear of wheat shone piercingly in the bright sun, and everyone's eyes couldn't open it.

Add a gold star to the side of the ear of wheat! - Major General! In front of them is a major general of Huaxia!

It's really enough to look up to them, but it's a national special selection, and there are even young people who will train in person? -- The crowd did not realize that this selection was different from the past, otherwise the regular army would not have been allowed to participate.

The warm sunlight shone on everyone's body, and the six hundred people stood neatly in a military posture, shouldering their shoulders and carrying heavy combat equipment on everyone's heart.

One minute-

Three minutes -

Ten minutes passed, and the major general sat as steady as Mount Tai, without the slightest sign of getting up.

Twenty minutes -

Half an hour later-

Even though it was approaching winter, everyone was still sweating on their heads, and the warm sun was shining, and almost everyone had beads of sweat flowing on their faces.

The major general finally moved, opened the door, jumped out of the car, and came to the crowd.

"Six hundred, is that the number of eight groups? Only six hundred—"

As he spoke, he also used a regretful tone, indicating that the number of people was too far from what he hoped for.

took off his sunglasses and revealed the face of a middle-aged man, with perseverance in his eyes, which is the kind of eyes unique to being a soldier all his life, and he has a particularly sharp feeling when he sees everything.

The erosion of the years has not left too many marks on his face, and the smiling face is full of harmony, but who knows if there is a rain of swords and swords hidden under this smile?