Chapter 44: The Juicer
The thirty or so captains glanced at each other, saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, and they led a group of extremely tired soldiers to the No. 2 armory, three kilometers away, and this time the Alden instructor generously gave them thirty minutes to replenish their weapons and individual rations.
This is definitely a painful choice, and in the face of Instructor Alden's various training moves, of course, you should grab some more bullets and prepare more individual rations for yourself. But now that they have been tortured by Instructor Alden with inhuman means for a whole day, even if they are the most elite professional soldiers in the world, they can hardly drag their bodies anymore, let alone carry dozens of centimeters of weapons and supplies on their bodies.
When these soldiers finally walked out of the armory with their chosen weapons and individual rations, they were immediately greeted by a 10,000-meter weight-bearing cross-country run. In the end, more than half of the soldiers completed this training with their own hands and knees, crawling.
Looking at a group of soldiers who could no longer stand up with the strength to stand up, Instructor Alden finally gave a resting order with great compassion: "Soldiers, you now have a precious three-hour rest, sleep well to replenish your physical strength!" But I want to warn you, this is on the battlefield, you don't have barracks, you can't light a bonfire, and you must send people to stand guard, otherwise the enemy will sneak up and you will be asleep, and the enemy will slowly cut your throat like a chicken. ”
Under the absolute pressure of Instructor Alden, more than 30 special forces captains spontaneously and consciously gathered together and began to discuss the issue of arranging sentry posts.
Suddenly, something cold poured on the bodies of these soldiers, who barely opened their eyelids, and were surprised to find that Instructor Alden was directing several assistant instructors, using high-pressure water cannons to spray several water jets into the air, playing with artificial rain. Instructor Alden looked at everyone with a sympathetic look and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's really unfortunate that it's raining. But as the world's most elite special forces soldiers, of course you won't care about this little bit of wind and rain! Everyone go back to sleep and ignore me. ”
A group of soldiers almost drew their guns and shot Instructor Alden on the spot, they opened their eyes that had been fighting up and down their eyelids, and in groups of two, they made simple waterproof brackets with waterproof canvas with the help of existing tools such as stones and branches, and then lay down in it regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, and fell into a deep sleep again.
Before they had slept for half an hour, near them, there was a sudden roar of heavy machine gun fire, and hundreds of soldiers jumped up violently, and they looked around one by one with red eyes, and found that nothing had happened, and these soldiers fell down and fell asleep. Fifteen minutes later, there was a sharp whistling of Type 80 mortar shells flying in the air, and a group of special forces soldiers who already had the instinct of self-defense jumped up violently, and as a result, the shell fell more than 100 meters away from them, but there was no sound.
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During these three hours of precious rest time, except for a few special forces with rich combat experience and growing up from the flames of war, most of them did not rest well, and were awakened by various unexpected situations from time to time, when Instructor Alden appeared beside them with a grim smile, the soldiers who were woken up by him and the assistant instructor with leather boots looked at the military watches on their wrists, and their faces showed expressions that can only be described as miserable...... It's really tiring!
He could only sleep three hours a day, resting for two hours in between, and for the remaining nineteen hours, he had to face the various training and torture of the Alden instructors, and after three days, when the individual rations carried by each of them were exhausted, the Alden instructors did not provide everyone with the necessary supplies for the future.
"On the battlefield, especially when special forces penetrate deep behind enemy lines, it is normal for supply lines to be cut off by the enemy." Instructor Alden looked innocent, "Besides, I said that I wanted you to carry three days of individual rations, but you really only carried three days?" You are soldiers, and you are responsible for your own lives on the battlefield! Well, I'll give you an extra hour of rest each day, so you can find your own way to find food until our supply lines are back to normal! ”
Hundreds of professional soldiers looked at each other again, such cruel training, only let them sleep for three hours a day, and they had to take turns to stand guard, and even let them find food by themselves?!
Since then, the animals and plants near the training camp have been unlucky, what are the touches of the crabs walking on the beach, what are the bats hanging upside down under the rocks, what is the bark, what is the grass roots, what snakes shake and make sounds, what fat and fat mice, what bee pupae in the nest bee, what lollipops, what wild vegetables, what wild fruits...... Anyway, as long as they eat toys that can supplement the necessary nutrients for the human body and eat the toys of the undead, they will eat them.
Someone else threw a grenade into the sea, and when a stunned fish floated on the surface, a group of hungry soldiers threw themselves into the sea, grabbed the fish floating on the sea, and only scratched the scales with a fighting saber and put it in their mouths and chewed it.
At this moment, they don't look like the world's most elite soldiers, they are like a pack of hungry wild dogs, like a group of wolves with a faint cold light in their eyes.
Seven days later, Instructor Alden finally found his conscience and announced, "Good news to the gentlemen, that our supplies have finally arrived!" ”
Each person can only receive one two-tael tortilla per meal, and a sip of vegetable soup is ten times worse than washing pot water. But that's it, Instructor Alden didn't let them eat these things properly.
"The time to eat should not exceed thirty seconds, and all the rest of the food will be confiscated after the time has passed!"
In the face of this kind of order, even Captain Park Minlan of the South Korean 707 Special Forces and Major Shen Yuntong of the Chinese team closed their eyes when eating, first stuffed the whole tortilla into their mouths, then chewed them a few times, and then used the vegetable soup that had already been cooled to pour the contents of their mouths into their stomachs. The Chinese idiom of swallowing dates has finally been perfectly embodied in the hundreds of the world's most elite special forces soldiers.
For the second meal, they actually ate hot rice, and they were full, of course...... You've got to be able to stand the rat poop in this rice. A group of soldiers squatted on the ground, rolling their eyes one by one, and the female soldiers in the team reached out to cover their mouths several times, trying their best to pour back the gastric juice that had surged to their throats. Because Alden has already said: "Not a grain of grain must be wasted on the battlefield, because the food that can be delivered to you is no longer food, but your lives, and the blood of your brothers who died to maintain the supply line!" Those who do not respect food do not deserve it! ”
The third meal was still tortillas, but Instructor Alden had something to say, "Whoever comes to me on his knees to receive food will receive two tortillas, and whoever walks in front of me will receive one." It's a free-choice question, and I don't want anything from you.
Is face or food important?
There is really no need to look for the so-called answers, those who give up half of their food on the battlefield for the sake of the so-called face problem are fools and dead people!
Even the British "devil" Royal Elite Anti-Terrorist Force, in this unscrupulous situation for survival, has lost its so-called gentlemanly demeanor. Little by little, everyone moved their knees to Instructor Alden and the other assistant instructors, and with an almost begging motion, they reached out to catch the two small tortillas that had been thrown at them.
The fourth meal was a tortilla mixed with sand, and everyone felt their teeth sore after eating it.
During the fifth meal, Instructor Alden simply kicked over the basket full of tortillas, then lifted his big foot and trampled on the tortillas fiercely, until the tortillas and the sand grains on the beach were mixed together, and they were no longer separated from each other, and then he was eating the chicken thighs in his lunch box and waved his hand generously, "What are you still doing, let's eat quickly, it's not delicious when it's cold!" ”
Smelling the scent of the lunch box in the hands of Instructor Alden and other assistant instructors, everyone swallowed hard, and not far away, there was a table with a stainless steel marching pot on top of the alcohol stove, even if the lid of the pot was not lifted, the aroma of the stewed meat was enough to make the green light in everyone's eyes flicker continuously.
Looking at the delicious food that is close at hand, but not daring to eat it, this is probably a more terrible torture than starvation.
"I can't stand it, so I'll eat!" Instructor Alden lifted the lid of the pot and used a spoon to stir the meat pieces and gravy in the pot, spreading a richer aroma into the air, "As soon as you announce your withdrawal from my training camp, you can immediately enjoy delicious food and be arranged into the most comfortable room." I know each of you is tired and hungry, so don't hold on! ”
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the soup spoon that Instructor Alden had raised in the air, and the stewed piece of beef in the spoon was still steaming, and everyone was swallowing their saliva vigorously.
"Why bother!" Instructor Alden's gaze fell on the face of Delta Special Forces Captain Sinn Tams, "When your American special forces entered Iraq, because the pace of the attack was too fast, the supply line was too long and the supply limit of the logistics department was too long, and the soldiers changed from three meals a day to two meals every three days. The doctor warned the soldiers to be careful of poisonous food, but the soldiers threw the food into their mouths without saying a word. What a frank kid that's that, how about it, do you want to set a good example and come and eat a piece?! ”
Sinn Tams closed his mouth and shook his head.
Instructor Alden looked at Captain Park Minlan of South Korea's 707 Special Forces again, "Don't you Koreans like to eat stewed dog meat the most, although I stew beef in this pot, but I use your Koreans' favorite hot pot dish, how about it, let's have a piece?" ”
Park Minlan also shook her head again and again.
Finally, Instructor Alden sighed again and again in full view of everyone and put a large piece of beef stew into his mouth.
With only three hours of sleep and two hours of rest a day, everyone thought that this kind of high-intensity training would only last for a while, but they were wrong!
No one knows what kind of thoughts are spinning in Instructor Alden's head, every day is such a high-intensity training, and Instructor Alden is full of tricks and fun during meals.
Two weeks later, someone finally chose to quit when his physical strength was completely overdrawn and he had a mental breakdown.
"I don't want to quit, I don't want to be a coward." The first soldier who chose to quit, despite the captain's orders and dissuasion, after taking off the badge and armband representing the qualification to participate in the training camp, he only said one sentence: "If this continues, I will really die!" ”
Everyone watched in silence as the soldier lay on a stretcher and was carried into an ambulance by two paramedics, and from then on, although he lost his military honor, at least he was freed from this endless mental and physical abuse.
That night, a soldier sleeping on a stone more than two meters high deliberately "stumbled" and fell down, directly breaking his left arm. At dawn, suddenly in the place where the special forces soldiers were encamped, a crisp gunshot rang out, and a soldier clutched his blood-gushing shoulders and fell to the ground, rolling back and forth. He carried his gun into a deep sleep, but he was so tired that he forgot to turn off the safety of his rifle, and his gun ...... "misfired".
The two soldiers, in a "decent" way, withdrew from the training camp so that they could at least continue to serve in the army and continue to be members of their world's most elite special forces.
Similar situations continue to occur, and people continue to fall to the ground suddenly during training, and as their bodies become extremely tired and their mental concentration becomes worse and worse, these excellent soldiers with the most determined willpower, known as killing machines, begin to make frequent mistakes. Even if walking on a flat road, there are often people who fall to the ground with weak legs, and before others reach out to pull him up, these people who fall to the ground can sleep sweetly for a few seconds. The thirty or so captains had to constantly cheer up the players around them, because if there was a slight pause, even if they were still standing in formation, there would be a slight snoring sound in the line.
After a three-hour break every day, it is the most painful moment for every soldier, and it is also the most painful moment for Zhan Xia Ge as the captain, he must be the first to get up, and then wake up his team members one by one.
"Captain, squad leader, big brother, please let me sleep a little longer!" Holding an automatic rifle in his arms, he covered his head with a tattered canvas, in order to warm him and Li Chunai, Zhao Jianping, and Xie Yuran hugged tightly, he closed his eyes and muttered: "Even if I sleep for ten more seconds, I really can't open my eyes!" Please, big brother squad leader! ”
With a stern and strong surname, if it weren't for the extreme of the mountains and rivers, even in the face of his most convincing squad leader Zhan Xia Ge, it would be absolutely impossible to say such a show of weakness.
As for Shen Yuntong, she had almost forgotten that she was a woman, and Zhan Xia Ge grabbed her collar and shouted: "Get up!" You don't say that women can hold up half the sky, don't you think that women can do better than men in the barracks......"
Zhan Xia Ge's roar stopped abruptly, he had just dragged Shen Yuntong up, but Shen Yuntong simply lay himself in Zhan Xia Ge's arms, just like a happy little woman immersed in the arms of her beloved man, arching her head to find a comfortable position in Zhan Xia Ge's arms, feeling the warmth and comfort in Zhan Xia Ge's generous arms, she had been sleeping in the open air, and Shen Yuntong, who was already exhausted by fighting cold and hunger every day, couldn't help but raise a happy smile on her face. In her sleep, she felt Zhan Xia Ge's hands on her shoulders, about to push her away from this warm embrace, Shen Yuntong's mouth let out a baby-like murmur, and her hands simply hugged Zhan Xia Ge's waist directly.
In the eyes of others, Zhan Xia Ge and Shen Yuntong are like a close couple, and they are now hugging each other.
Watching Shen Yuntong sweep away her usual heroism and stubbornness, the happy smile that bloomed from her face was almost impurred, listening to the slight snoring sound coming from her mouth, and feeling the warmth brought by her lying in her arms like a kitten and hugging each other, Zhan Xia Ge almost softened, but he could only pick up Shen Yuntong's collar again, slap her in the face a few times, and then raise his leg and kick it hard at the others.
The same thing played out in almost every team, the thirty captains walked back and forth in the upside-down team like the walking dead, angry scolding and feeble moaning and pleading of the team members, the eyes of the thirty captains occasionally intersected, and it often took a long time for their minds to barely keep up with the rotation of their bodies and nod their heads to each other.
It was the thirty or so captains who were the first to get up every time, because they all knew that once they also fell, the team they led was finished! What sustained them to get up again and again, and to shout out to their team members in an almost cruel way, was their responsibility as captains, and the flames of anger and resistance that erupted from their hearts in the face of this inhuman training and abuse: "Alden, you bastard pervert, you want to play, we will accompany you!" If you have the ability, you can play us to death! ”
"Sinn Tams!"
Hearing the call of the Warrior Song, it took a long time for the captain of the American Delta Special Forces to come back to his senses, he turned his head to look at the Warrior Song, and said, "What's the matter?" ”
Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened: "What's wrong?" ”
Sinn Tims said dumbfoundedly, "You were calling me just now!" ”
"Did I call you?" Zhan Xia Ge crooked his neck and thought for a long time before he remembered something, pointed to Sinn Tams's feet, and said, "Oh, by the way, Park Minlan hasn't stood up yet, kick her twice!" ”
"Hmm!"
By this time, Sinn Tymes had long forgotten about the "Blue Shield" military competition that would be held in ten days, and even more so that South Korea's 707 special forces might become a strong rival for the Delta special forces.
Park Minlan rubbed her eyes and barely got up, she tried to open her eyes, and asked in a voice that was almost sleepwalking, "Is the time?" ”
"Nonsense!" Sinn Tams turned around and pointed to the "Eagle" anti-terrorist special forces near the Song of Warriors, and said, "Xiaoshan Muramu has also slept!" ”
Zhan Xia Ge walked over slowly, he really didn't think of any black hands in secret, but he was really tired, as soon as he raised his foot, he felt that his leg was bent and weak, and his right leg involuntarily stepped on the lower abdomen of Xiaoshan Muramu.
Koyamamuraki finally woke up, he got up and woke up his team members one by one, and after about a minute, he suddenly reached out and covered his lower abdomen, and his body slowly bent into a large shape. The team member who was woken up by him asked, "Captain, what's wrong with you?" ”
"It's okay, I don't know what's going on, my lower abdomen suddenly hurts."
Zhan Xia Ge, who was standing more than ten meters away, also covered his lower abdomen and bent down, and Zhan Xia Ge suddenly found that it was such a terrible torture to want to laugh out loud in this situation.
Hundreds of the world's most elite soldiers, who could now be easily defeated by even a group of bare-handed women, finally got up one after another with the efforts of more than thirty captains.
In their first training today, as usual, they crawled through the training ground with barbed wire and machine-gun live ammunition, and more than 30 captains climbed in front, and around their waists, the second team member was tied with a strip of cloth, and the second team member was tied with a strip of cloth around the waist of the third team member, and the 12 team members were like grasshoppers strung together, and like an earthworm that suffered from atherosclerosis and caused half of the body to be paralyzed, they struggled and writhed, and kept moving forward. Often, people fall asleep while crawling, and then they are dragged by others with strips of cloth, and they wake up in pain.
At this time, the military movements that had been trained very skillfully slowly and slowly integrated into every detail of their every movement, into their instinctive consciousness, and also into their instincts, were the eleven teammates around them.
Everyone was half-asleep and half-awake, and now Instructor Alden no longer dared to order them to do push-ups in the shallow sea, because in just one case, more than two dozen people were drowned alive in the sea that was just over a foot deep.
On the twenty-first day, after three full weeks of training, when Instructor Alden blew the bed whistle again, more than 30 captains, including Xia Houguanghe from the martial arts family of the Chinese team, finally none of them could get up.
(To be continued)