"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

Suddenly there was a series of explosions in the camp, and all the special forces members sitting on the beach jumped up together, and when they found out that the barracks where they were sleeping had been blown into ruins, everyone looked at each other...... Their base camp was taken.

Several servicemen shouted: "Our equipment is still in the barracks!" ”

God knows how many of the world's most advanced, fierce, and expensive individual weapons were reduced to a pile of fragments with the smoke and flames of gunpowder in that burst of explosions that rose higher than one another.

These trained professional soldiers understood that from this moment on, the most rigorous training, which did not even have a place to sleep, would begin. Sure enough, Instructor Alden's angry roar suddenly bombarded everyone's ears: "What are you doing there, immediately cross the enemy's blockade line, go to the armory five kilometers away and spend thirty seconds to select the weapons you have in hand, and then give me all the strength to counterattack!" ”

Before they had gone far, the roar of heavy machine guns rang out, and dark red streamers flickered in the dark night, bringing out waves of hot air, mixed with the sharp whistling of some kind of old-fashioned mortar shells flying in the air.

"All with real guns, and as you pass, you have to conquer streams, swamps, jungles, and mountains, and you are in danger of being shot or killed at any moment! It is not a coward to choose to retreat in the face of death, you can fight the enemy who raids the camp, or you can stay on the beach and surrender to the enemy with your hands raised. You may not be able to get out of training camp in a dignified way, but you can at least survive! ”

No one paid attention to Instructor Alden's "persuasion" A group of the world's best special forces, lying on the ground and quickly passing through the fire belt composed of heavy machine guns, suddenly crawled in front of the Delta Special Forces Captain Sinn Tams's body suddenly stiffened there, he raised his throat and shouted: "Be careful of mines!" ”

Before the words fell, several military gas bombs were dropped on hundreds of soldiers with launchers, mixed with the painful groans of these soldiers, and someone hissed: "There are paratrooper barb hooks buried in the beach!" ”

The military gas made everyone cry in an instant, panting, only to feel that their chests were about to explode, but the heavy machine guns kept strafing overhead, and in the darkness I don't know how many mines and barbed hooks dropped by the defense paratroopers were hidden, standing up and running away is death, and crawling forward desperately with closed eyes and ...... Also die!

Seeing several special forces soldiers buckle their steel helmets to tear gas bombs, and then smash them down with all their strength, burying the steel helmets deep in the sand, Instructor Alden nodded and said, "This group of guys is not all stupid after all!" ”

When passing through the stream, suddenly a huge wave of water swept down from the upper stream, and the special forces soldiers who were crossing the stream were being strafed by heavy machine guns, and there was no flash, and the Chinese team led by Zhan Xia Ge was lying in the water, looking at the water that rolled over with a loud bang, Zhan Xia Ge shouted wildly: "Remember, hold your breath, protect your eyes, when you are swept downstream by the current, find a fixed position for your body, don't rush to stand up, don't forget, we still have heavy machine gun bullets above our heads......"

Before the words fell, a wave came, and one or two hundred special forces soldiers were swept out more than 100 meters away. When the group of soldiers finally carefully exposed their heads on the surface of the water, inhaling fresh air to relieve their almost suffocated lungs, each of them was already scarred. One of the soldiers hugged his teammate who had a branch inserted into his lower abdomen and shouted: "Doctor, where is the doctor, come and see my brother, he is injured!" ”

The captain slapped the soldier in the face, "it, our medic is still enjoying their dinner in a four-star restaurant!" Don't expose your target, treat his wounds immediately! ”

One or two hundred scarred, cold and tired soldiers crawled out of the stream, most of their self-defense weapons were lost in the current, and they wrung the water from their clothes as they walked into the jungle of the training camp.

"Canopy!"

"Canopy!"

……

Suddenly, in the absolute darkness, a terrible light like hundreds of suns rising together rose in the relatively empty area in front of the dense forest, and all the soldiers only felt that their eyes flashed, and they were successfully attacked by shock bombs, and their eyes were completely blinded. Immediately after that, a group of people came out of nowhere, carrying wooden sticks the thickness of eggs, and smashed them hard.

In the clearing in front of the jungle, the groans of pain mixed with the dull sound of wooden sticks hitting his body, and suddenly in a certain corner, a terrible sound like a broken wooden stick sounded, and a special forces soldier fell to the ground in pain and rolled on the ground, he stretched out his two hands to cover his thighs, while hissing and shouting: "Don't fight, don't fight, my leg is broken, my thigh is broken by you!" ”

The soldier's tears and snot flowed from his face at the same time, his whole body trembled, and every cell in his body was wailing, looking indescribably pitiful. He screamed and cried: "I will accuse you of violating human rights, you violating the Neva Convention, you mistreating people......

A wooden stick slammed into the wound on the thigh he was covering with both hands.

"Ah......!!!h

The soldier's screams tore through the dark sky, and a man with a black mask grabbed him by the collar and shouted, "Are you really a soldier?" What kind of bullshit about human rights and what bullshit about you talk about with the enemy on the battlefield is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life! If you can't stand it, just raise your hands and shout loudly, I want to surrender, I can't stand it, I want to quit! As long as you opt out, you will immediately get the most timely treatment and go to the beautiful nurses in the hospital**! ”

Seeing that the soldier had vainly opened a pair of eyes that had been defocused by the shock bomb, and a slightly hesitant look on his face, the raider threw him to the ground and coldly ordered: "Keep fighting for me!" ”

A wooden stick slammed into the soldier's body.

The Chinese team led by Zhan Xia Ge still maintained a basic formation, because there was a Xia Hou Guanghe among them! Even if his eyes were temporarily blinded by the shock bullets, Xia Hou Guanghe was still a martial arts wizard that was rare in the Xia Hou family in a hundred years, and he was still in the deep mountains, facing the hardest rock, using his fists to hit the rock little by little into a ball-shaped purest violent machine!

No one dared to get within three steps of Xia Hou Guanghe, and more than a dozen sneak attackers had already fallen by Xia Hou Guanghe's side. The way they were knocked down was strikingly similar, when they picked up the wooden stick in their hands and smashed it at Xia Hou Guanghe, already thinking that they were sure of victory, Xia Hou Guanghe, who was blind in both eyes, could suddenly fly a punch in such a chaotic and noisy environment!

Just one punch, first smash the stick, then stun the sneak attacker.

"Smack!"

One of the sneak attackers grabbed the wooden stick that had been broken in two and took a few steps back, his eyes widened in disbelief and he exclaimed, "Be careful, his fist didn't hit me at all, he just broke my nose with his fist!" ”

The other Chinese team members all pulled out their fighting sabers, and Zhan Xia Song shouted loudly: "Everyone find their teammates, in groups of two, back to back to each other, don't care who it is at this time, as long as you find someone who is not your teammate approaching, plunge the fighting knife in your hand." Even if we stab a few to death, at most we are justified in self-defense! ”

The sneak attacker who could understand Chinese heard the words shouted by the warrior song, and only felt a chill surging up on his body. Suddenly, in the open area in front of the jungle, several shock bombs exploded in succession, and some sneak attackers were caught off guard, covering their eyes and involuntarily letting out an exclamation.

Zhan Xia Ge, whose eyes were temporarily blind, pinched the fighting saber in his hand and shouted: "If something happens, report it to me immediately!" ”

"I did it!" Wang Hongwei, a sniper who dared to shoot at Zhan Xia Ge with real ammunition at the first meeting, said with a smile: "I found more than a dozen shock bombs from the people who were stunned by Xia Hou Guanghe, anyway, we have been blinded by flashing, and what is the big deal if I flash a few more times, so I threw these things out, and it seems that the effect is good!" ”

Probably because everyone is a sniper, Zhan Xia Ge has always had a trace of hostility towards Wang Hongwei subconsciously, coupled with the different training and actual combat experience of the two sides, Zhan Xia Ge even despised Wang Hongwei a little bit. I think it's enough to have my own captain in the team and also serve as a sniper, and there is really no need to waste precious places.

But it wasn't until this time that Zhan Xia Ge understood that Wang Hongwei was the purest sniper, and he really gave full play to the sniper's insidious cunning like a fox, and he even had a special surname who likes to act alone, secretly look for the enemy's weaknesses, and then carry out a fatal blow.

A group of wounded people all over their bodies, leaving behind a few of their teammates who had been beaten and seriously wounded, finally arrived at the armory, only thirty seconds, in addition to looking for weapons, they had to obtain enough ammunition, they simply did not have time to pick out the weapons they had at hand, grabbed a handful, grabbed a few more magazines and ran out.

As soon as the results came out, many people found that the weapons they were holding did not match the magazine at all.

"Who has a magazine for an M16 automatic rifle, I exchange it for an AK74 magazine!"

"Gun grenades, whoever wants them, I have three gun grenades here, I won't change anything, whoever needs them will come to me and get them themselves!"

"Damn, what kind of trick is this, why doesn't this gun I hold have a spring?!"

All kinds of chaotic cries shouted in front of the armory, and some luck was really carried to grandma's house, and even got the soldier who was deliberately left by Instructor Alden with a broken weapon, and immediately found a relatively safe position, quickly disassembled the weapon in his hand, and tried to troubleshoot.

Just when hundreds of people, all wounded, and chaotic to assemble weapons, Instructor Alden and Assistant Instructor Notting Ryvench had already arrived in front of them.

"Do you see the mountain in front of us?" Instructor Alden stretched out his hand and pointed to a steep mountain with a horizontal drop of more than 500 meters more than 1,000 meters away, and shouted: "Our enemy is there to defend the danger, soldiers, pick up the weapons in your hands, and launch the most fierce attack on them according to your own participating squad!" If you can't destroy more than fifty enemies in the attack, your team will be eliminated! ”

"Instructor, it's not fair!" A special forces soldier holding a broken weapon in his hand stood up and raised the thing he had just taken out of the armory, but could only be used as a burning stick, and shouted: "With such a weapon, it is impossible for me to shoot, let alone hit the target, this gun is broken, I ask to re-enter the armory and replace a rifle!" ”

"Well, the automatic rifle doesn't even have a bolt, of course it's impossible to shoot a bullet!" Instructor Alden walked up to the soldier and said gently, "To tell you the truth, I really sympathize with you, I only put fifty faulty weapons in the armory, and you can get one of them." But tell me, soldier, how do you change a weapon if you get a faulty weapon on a real battlefield and the armory is destroyed or occupied by the enemy? Are you planning to wait until Christmas Eve and Santa Claus will generously stuff a Grintt heavy machine gun under your sleeping bag as your Christmas present? Or that your sister is already married to God, and you just need to put your hands together and say God promises, and the rifle in your hand will be repaired by your brother-in-law in good condition?! ”

The soldier, who was clutching the broken weapon, widened his eyes and mouth, but he couldn't say a word to Instructor Alden. In the training camp, Instructor Alden is the sky and the earth, their master, and their rules, even if they have too many grievances, what can they say?

Instructor Alden put away his smile, looked at everyone present, and said: "This world is inherently unfair, why is it that the rifles in other people's hands have fired thousands and hundreds of bullets, and even the barrel is red, and there is still no fault, and when you face an enemy who also raises a rifle at close range, you obviously pulled the trigger first, and the magazine is obviously full of bullets, but you only hear a soft 'click' sound from the chamber of your rifle?" Why did the heavy shell fall at someone's feet and smash a big crater more than a foot deep, but it didn't explode so that although he was scared into a cold sweat, he picked up a small life, and you honestly lay there, the shell exploded dozens of meters away, but a piece of shrapnel swirled and slashed into your head? ”

"Remember to me, there are no luck on the battlefield, but there will be many misfortunes that you don't expect! Your weapons may break, you may step on landmines, and even your teammates may secretly kill you for the sake of your wife or sister! The battlefield is originally a paradise of death full of accidents and accidents, but there is no fairness to speak of, if you want to live in this kind of paradise, what you have to do is to be ready to face all accidents and emergencies! ”

Instructor Alden pointed to the hillside and shouted, "Give it to me!" Don't tell me any more reasons or reasons, and don't tell me that your guns are broken, that you don't have enough bullets, that there are only winners and losers on the battlefield, and that there are no pathetic wretches full of grievances! ”

The so-called enemy is a moving target. This kind of assault live-fire training should have been a piece of cake for the more than 30 special forces units that could participate in the "Blue Shield" military competition. But real heavy machine guns were firing overhead, and the hillside was littered with mines and paratrooper barbed hooks, mixed with rocks that had suddenly rolled down from the top. The weapon in his hand is not familiar, not to mention the lack of bullets, and a few bullets that do not even have gunpowder in the shell suddenly appear in the middle of the shot, which is no less than being punched in the face by an invisible person in the high-speed running, that kind of unexpected and depressed feeling is enough to disrupt them in a short period of time, after thousands of tempering, they have cultivated a sense of rhythm and self-confidence in the weapon.

Several 12.7 mm caliber high-level dual-purpose heavy machine guns fired desperately at the hillside, and the bullets swept over their heads over and over again, and no one dared to raise their heads, saying that it was an assault battle, but rather a advance battle crawling up the hillside under the rain of bullets.

A large group of special forces soldiers, from all directions, continued to advance on the slope of the hill with a drop of more than 500 meters and a slope length of more than 2,200 meters, leaving behind one bullet casing after another, and the blood left behind by the scratches on their bodies by the paratrooper's barbed hooks. If you can't climb fast, the ground is full of mines and steel thorns, and the soldiers must carefully bypass the mines while advancing forward; If you climb slowly, you can't watch the other teams get up and down, and those moving targets are broken one by one, and anyone knows that the number of these targets is limited, and if you don't follow the back in a hurry, you will be eliminated if you can't complete the task of "killing" fifty targets.

Although this is only training, before the official start of the military competition, these participating teams squeezed each other, and the war of elimination of each other had already begun at the moment when Sinn Teems, the captain of the Delta Special Forces in the United States, started with a few cigars.

It took more than three hours, hundreds of special forces members, at an average speed of climbing forward 700 meters per hour, "captured" this position, a group of soldiers whose whole body was rough rocks, worn to tatters, sat on the hillside panting, and more than 30 captains sat there, their faces were even more ever-changing, in the darkness, no one knew which "enemies" were "killed" by their own team, and no one knew. Instructor Alden: How did they tell the results of the various teams that were fighting together?

While more than thirty captains were sitting on the ground gasping for breath and trying to think, Instructor Alden walked up the hill with Assistant Instructor Notting Livingch, and he stared at the soldiers in front of him who were tired and staggered, and shouted: "Do you think it's okay to just capture a position? Get up and build fortifications for me at once! The enemy will launch a counter-charge against you in an hour and a half, they have heavy machine guns, bazookas, mortars, and if you don't want to die, build your fortifications stronger! ”

Instructor Alden lifted his leather boots and kicked a soldier who was lying on the ground desperately panting: "Get up, you guys are not very good, you are very good, why were you played and laid down by me on the first day?" Will you self-righteous trash just jump off the helicopter triumphantly and play with the poorly equipped, well-trained, old, weak, sick and disabled terrorists who go into battle together, and then finish your work and go back to enjoy wine and beauty? You garbage with no stamina, if you really go to the mercenary battlefield, you are cannon fodder! Do you understand, it's the kind of cannon fodder who only needs to pay you $200 a day and $5,000 more when you die! Don't be a joke at me, if you can't build a fortification to protect yourself, you're going to die! ”

Hundreds of special forces soldiers, struggling to get up from the top of the hill strewn with bullet casings, most of them lost their individual shovels on the way, and they dug desperately together with bayonets, sharpened sticks and even stones. These world's most elite soldiers are regarded as the pride of heaven in their own country, but here, they are constantly encountering unexpected raids along the way, and now everyone is trembling slightly from exhaustion and pain, and they must let themselves kneel on the ground, and use the most rudimentary tools and hands to fight the gravel and hard soil on the hillside.

The shadow of death and the desire for victory had squeezed every ounce of potential out of their bodies, and at this time, hundreds of special forces soldiers could no longer kill each other for the competition four weeks later, they worked together to push huge stones, they used bullets to create directional blasting devices, after blowing up the big trees on the hillside, two dozen people used sabers to roughly trim the big trees, and then joined forces to carry the heavy trees back.

After an hour and a half, the fortifications, which could accommodate all the participants and withstand repeated heavy machine gun fire and rocket artillery bombardment, were finally built around the summit of the entire hillside. Hundreds of special forces servicemen jumped into makeshift defensive positions, gasping for breath and waiting for the "enemy" to launch an attack on the positions.

Instructor Alden looked coldly at the soldiers in front of him who were so tired that he even moved a finger, and then looked at his watch, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a strange smile, and he smiled: "According to the information we have just received, the enemy has given up attacking the position heavily defended by our troops, and instead gathered to the south, immediately go to the No. 2 armory three kilometers away to get enough weapons, and your three days' individual rations, continue the pursuit!" ”

(To be continued)