Under the scorching sun, Abdu and all the hunters of the hunting tribe stood in a neat line according to the upright posture prescribed in the standard infantry discipline. On the opposite side of Abdu and the others, ten workers from the Internal Guard Armed Police Force also maintained a standard upright posture, staring at the members of the hunting tribe standing opposite them.

At the beginning of the training, Abdul and all the members of the Hunter clan only stood in a standard upright position for fifteen minutes, and their movements were already clearly out of shape. Especially after several hunters were mercilessly scolded by Halbara for their incorrect stance, almost all of the hunters shouted at Halbara unwillingly. In particular, Abdu, who was standing uncomfortably, straightened his neck and declared that this was not training, but a cruel form of punishment, and it had nothing to do with fighting with a gun!

Faced with the doubts of Abdu and the members of the hunting tribe, Halbara did not refute at all, but seemingly randomly selected ten workers from the internal guard armed police from among the busy workers, and stood opposite the hunters in a standard upright posture.

The shouting disappeared after the workers had stood for ten minutes. All the members of the hunting tribe, including Abdu, were almost intimidated by the momentum of the workers who stood as straight as green pines, and obediently formed a neat queue again as Halbara asked.

Raising his wrist and looking at his watch, Harba stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from the sun on his face, and turned to walk towards a pile of weapons and equipment placed not far away: "Keep your current posture!" If you don't move, you won't get hurt! ”

Before Abd and the members of the hunting tribe could understand what Halbara meant, Halbara had already grabbed an AK74 automatic rifle and turned the muzzle of the gun to pull the trigger on Abdul, who was standing straight.

The sharp gunshots and tongues of fire coming out of the muzzle of the gun made Abdu can't help but bend down and dodge. Even the members of the hunting tribe who were standing beside Abdu were in a chaotic formation for a while, and they all squatted towards the ground with their heads in their hands.

Apparently anticipating the reaction of Abdu and the others, Halbara landed on the ground and replaced it with a new magazine, and shouted at Abdu and the others: "If you don't move, you won't get hurt!" Maintain your standing posture! ”

Before the roar stopped, Halbara leveled the automatic rifle in his hand and pulled the trigger at Abdul's feet. The scorching bullet struck the ground at Halbara's feet, stirring up a series of columns of sand and dust that were half a meter high. The scattered sand and gravel made Abdu's legs and feet hurt, making Abdu scream involuntarily.

Shooting a short shot at Abdu's feet mercilessly, Halbara seemed to be completely oblivious to the small wounds on Abdu's legs and feet that had been hit by the flying sand, and just shouted to himself: "If you don't move, you won't get hurt!" Obey my orders, or the bullet will pierce your body and turn you into a pocket of blood that slowly dries up in the sun! ”

Feeling the scorching air flow generated by the bullets passing by his legs and feet, Abdu, who had been forced to have nowhere to hide, closed his eyes in despair, gritted his teeth and stood up straight, assuming a posture of resignation.

Seeing Abdul closing his eyes and waiting to die, Halbara shouted, "Open your eyes and look at me!" When you're hunting, do you close your eyes and face the lion that pounces on you?! ”

With a shudder, Abdul's eyes widened and he looked at Halbara with a roar: "A true hunter will never be timid about his prey!" ”

A wicked smile flashed across his face, and Harbara quickly replaced a magazine with his hands and feet, and shouted at Abdu, who was looking at him angrily, "Name your full name!" ”

Abdu was stunned for a moment, but still subconsciously answered Halbara's question: "Sierra Leone. Jacobi. Abdu! ”

Pulling the trigger sharply, he fired a short shot at Abdu's feet, and Halbara roared, "What was the first prey you hunted?" ”

"A sand wolf!"

"Your Hunter Honorific in the Tribe?"

"Lion Hunter!"

"What color is the shirt worn by the third person standing in front of you, from the right?"

"Yellow...... I mean, yellow and white stripes! ”

"Get down! Push-ups, I taught you! Let's get moving! I meaneverybody ........"

With a loud roar, Harbara threw down the automatic rifle with a hot barrel in his hand, grabbed two self-defense pistols with DIY extended magazines, strode between Abdul and the hunting tribesmen, who were scrambling to do push-ups, and randomly pulled the trigger on the heads and sides of the hunting tribesmen.

The imminent gunfire, the lack of time to stop the push-ups, and the strange questions that popped up from Halbara's mouth from time to time made Abdu and all the members of the hunting tribe miserable, but they had to obey Halbara's orders to complete one action after another, answering seemingly never-ending tricky questions. However, after just ten minutes, a member of the hunting tribe could no longer endure this psychological and physical torture, and jumped up from the ground with a strange scream, only rushing forward, shouting loudly: "I'm not doing it!" I'm going back to the tribe......."

Before the black man who could not bear the torture rushed out a few steps, two of the ten workers from the internal security armed police standing in front of Abdu and the others had already stepped out of the crowd, unceremoniously held the panicked black man running wildly, and pressed the screaming black man to the ground!

Glancing disdainfully at the black man who was pressed to the ground and crying wildly, Harbara snorted coldly, "Coward......"

Almost at the time of Halbara's words, Abdu, who was lying on the ground and doing push-ups, kept moving, and his mouth was already roaring: "Come back! A true hunter, never timid! Cowards and cowards will be expelled from the tribe......"

Screaming and screaming, the hunter who was pressed to the ground hissed and crawled back into the ranks of hunters under Abdu's shouting: "No...... I'm not a coward, I'm not a coward."

Standing in a machine gun nest with a canopy in the distance, Tang Guoming held a telescope to watch the scene of Abdu and the hunting tribesmen being trained, and sighed with some emotion: "I hope that more than half of these guys can withstand this kind of urgent training." Otherwise, we won't have enough manpower! If it is forced to the end, even the workers will have to go into battle with guns....... This is not what I want to see! ”

Also holding a telescope to observe the scene of Abdou and the others being trained, Pan Guan nodded with affection: "Lao Ha is really ruthless!" This kind of training mode is not very dare to be used in conventional troops, and it is basically a means that is only used when training elite soldiers. It's just that there is no buffer room for these guys...... Let's hope the gods they believe in will bless them! ”