There are some other things, Wang Chuyang also read them word for word.

After the selection of the most rebellious, three people were left to become the elites of the special training camp and accept commendations.

"Everyone has seen it almost, if you can't accept it, you can just go directly, and you can accept the sightseeing training specially designed for you by the special forces of the Inner Mongolia Military Region! But it's pretty good! After saying that, he laughed playfully.

Seeing that everyone didn't react, he continued, "Since you don't want to leave, I'll introduce you to the real life of the special forces!" Wait for you to leave or stay with you, and please believe that I will abuse you all away! ”

Our troops are different from ordinary troops, ordinary troops are simply paradise compared to us, the armed police force is a paradise in heaven, we are stationed in the mountains, isolated from the world, there are more than 4 hours of mountain roads from the nearest town, every day I see the mountains, barracks, comrades-in-arms, mountains, barracks comrades-in-arms, without approval, can not leave the team, every day in addition to training or training, every day entertainment is 7 o'clock news broadcast and singing, when there is nothing to do, no one will think of us. For us, the motherland is watched by instructors and on TV, we are isolated in cans, so it is best, it will not deteriorate, it will not be disloyal to the motherland!

For many people who have been soldiers, there is not much to say about the life of a recruit, I think, from the beginning of my training in the reconnaissance company

97 years, Hong Kong returned to the period of time, the army to select scouts from the two years of soldiers, everyone can sign up, through the company's permission and preliminary inspection, I successfully entered the retest, I have a skill, is shooting, grew up in the army, from my grandfather's grandfather, our family has a tradition of serving in the army, I grew up with a gun, it is no exaggeration to say that all the active G-U-N in the army at that time I can pick up and play a 10 ring.

We were pulled into a training camp, we were very excited, it seemed that we were already a special soldier that everyone admired, everyone was afraid, after the company commander introduced us to the basic situation and precautions, the instructor appeared, this is not a tall person, and it doesn't look very strong, and the special forces members we imagined are very different, but think about it, I don't look so pleasing to the eye, and I am not tall, and the body is not very strong. The instructor didn't say anything at first, just walked around in front of us, his eyes were majestic, he was the kind of person who could never guess what he was thinking, and after that, he turned back to the leading company commander and said: You have chosen for so long, so you chose so much garbage for me!! What the?? We are garbage??!! We're the best soldiers in the whole army. He finally turned back to us and said the first sentence: Here, I am the emperor, you have no name here, only a number, until you are kicked back or out of here, your life is mine, I don't care how majestic you are in the army, here, there are only two words to answer me: one is: yes! Instructor!! The second is: understood! Instructor!! If I hear the third sentence, I'm going to make your fucking-ass bloom!! Do you understand!! Say it so clearly, can you not understand, I vaguely feel that my good days are over~ Next, I received training clothes and some daily necessities, and also received our respective numbers, I received 4318, which looks strange and uncomfortable, but 318 is my birthday, maybe he will bring me good luck!

After that, the room was assigned, the meal was eaten, there was nothing to do, no one took care of us, the people here were as cold as ice, the lights out signal sounded, and we slept at about 3 o'clock in the morning, which was the time of sweet dreams, and a hurried whistle remembered, urgently assembled! We were in a hurry, rushed out of the door, and before we could come back to our senses, a high-pressure water column split our heads, and we finally lined up, and the instructor said, the exact point should be roar! You~ bugs, three-year-old kids are running faster than you, there's nothing to do, go back to sleep!! This night, we were rectified by the instructor 3 times, and we were exhausted~

5 o'clock, get up, the instructor whistle gathered, not to say a word, first run 15 kilometers of armed cross-country, we ran out of breath and came back, waiting for breakfast, another whistle, we gathered again, this time not much, 5 kilometers only, run back first to eat, mom ~~~ It's hard to say it's unfortunate that it's late, I didn't catch up with breakfast time, I ran hungry for a day, the instructor seems to be tired of it, think about it on 5 kilometers, 15 kilometers, 10 kilometers, or, run around the playground until he says stop, and, I also like to let you hold something very uncomfortable, for example, a gun without a gun belt, a backpack with a broken strap, let us run with things that are uncomfortable, and sing loudly while running, often make us almost out of breath, and we can't run at the specified time, continue until you run, just run, climb, jump, and I don't know when the road is in the middle of the night, and sometimes I don't let you sleep for a few days, in our opinion, the instructor is simply the devil Satan, no~~ He is more satanic than Satan.

After 3 months, some people were eliminated, and I was almost among them, but fortunately, I have a good point, that is, I do my best, even if I have the most strength to climb to the end. Next is professional training and group training, we are divided into different groups, assault group, infiltration group, sniper group, machine gun group, respectively for different training and run-in training, I entered the sniper group, specializing in training sniper tactics and intelligence interpretation, etc. ~ Professional training for physical training, a lot more comfortable, basic ballistics, G-U-N familiarity, sniper tools, sniper training, intelligence interpretation, path selection, position selection, special vehicle driving, long-distance training, individual training, time passes day by day, I also slowly grew into an almost qualified special soldier

The final exam has arrived, this is a real combat training, and it is also to decide whether we will be sent back to the ordinary army or become a real special combat member, after this level, we are no longer students, but special soldiers in the formation, I will no longer listen to the harsh 4318, but will have a nice codename

At 1 o'clock in the morning, we assembled, and the instructor sent us a map, a gun, a bullet, a field dagger, 2 two meters, 2 coins of salt, a compass, a kettle, a sniper's drawing pen, the backpack had nothing but a simulated load, and the backpack came back to weigh it, and it was not possible to do it without one or two, and the helicopter threw us into the mountains, the world we had never been to before.

Our team of 5 people, began the division of labor, I marked the destination on the map, the current location, the location where it is possible to get supplies on the way, the sub-target of the advance, the route of the advance, etc., they began to make survival tools in the wild, now, we are safe for the time being, 2 hours later, we have 2 bows, more than a dozen arrows, a few pike darts and a few stone knives, after arriving at the first meeting point shown on the map, we found a major problem, the map and the terrain do not match, that is, the map is fake, there is no way, I had to re-correct the map, which took a lot of time, because, every time I arrived at a rallying place, I had to correct the map, MD~~ I viciously greeted the instructor and all the women in his family in my heart, and at this time, I gave us a wrench!

The first three days were very smooth, advancing more than 10 kilometers every day, no one bothered us, except for the damn mosquitoes, good food along the way, catching mice with helmets at night, catching two snakes along the way, and setting an unknown bird under the bird set, sleeping 4 hours a day, at this speed, we can run 150 kilometers in less than 20 days, and successfully passed the customs.

On the fourth day, the march was painted, and the forward reconnaissance found a footprint, this is not our footprint, the pattern is wrong, this is the mark of the field boots of the field special forces, it rained yesterday evening, the footprints were a little blurry, and they were once blistered, that is, this footprint was left two days ago, judging by the friction of the footprints, it was light infantry, either a brigade scout, or an infiltration unit, we searched the vicinity, and found no traces of the brigade, could it be a soldier who fell behind?? Impossible, for the old special combat soldiers, this is a low-level mistake, the footprints are in the direction of the mountain, there is a canyon under the mountain, it is the original route I chose, it seems that we can't go in this direction, two days, for the special combat soldiers, it is not a long time, they have enough patience to wait for us to pass under their noses, and then kill us, the jungle is their best concealment, and we have no idea where they will wait for us. After discussion, we decided to change the route of the march, climb over the mountains, then turn back, swim across the small river, and then turn around the blockade, so that although the route is much longer, it is safer, and it seems that we will not be able to sleep tonight!

Luckily, we managed to avoid the first round of ambushes, but the price paid was that today we only traveled 8 kilometers, if this continues, we will not be able to reach the destination within the specified time, of course, the nearest distance is always a straight line physically, in the military, the straight line is the farthest, during the day, the helicopter flies over our heads from time to time, that is waiting for the signal flare, if someone can't hold on, as long as the signal flare is pulled, he can exit, I don't want me to be lifted by the helicopter, the training has been in vain for so long, Isn't it too wrong!

For several days in a row, we are exhausted under the pursuit and interception of the old special forces, we began to miss the rats and snakes of the previous days, we should leave some, now not to mention hunting, even the water source has traps and thunder set by the old things, even the water is almost out of drink, can only ask for it from the jungle, and dare not make a fire at night, we are like frightened rabbits, every moment the spirit is highly nervous, the route of travel has been changed again and again, I can't wait to grow wings and fly over, it seems that we want to know what these old things know, There were their people waiting for us on every line, and we barely moved our nests these days, just going around in circles, it seems, we were surrounded, and we ran into the middle of them! It's over, my dream of special operations is about to be shattered, it's all my fault, it was I who brought my team into this hellish place, if I choose another path, even if it's farther away, it's better than here!

On the tenth day, God help me, it rained heavily, we broke through the encirclement in the rain curtain, we have wasted many days, and now we can't catch up even if we run, what should we do?? It suddenly occurred to me that there was a big river next to my destination. I have learned, if you can't walk, follow the stream, the creek will become a small river, and the small river will flow into the big river, it is still very dangerous here, you can't build a boat, so we took the hollow grass in our mouths, found a few dead tree stumps, just held the stumps and drifted along the rising river, the speed was really fast, in a blink of an eye, we ran out of the 30 kilometers, and finally ran out of the danger zone, we immediately found tree branches and so on, made a raft, and quickly drove out of the river~~

The gods of fate finally favored me, and we reached our destination at the earliest on the 18th day, and we qualified!! We're special operations soldiers!! The feeling of excitement swept away all the tiredness!!

The training is over, the training camp where we have been for almost a year is going to send us away, I am very proud, I came out, not kicked out, more than 300 people came with me, only more than 80 remained, we proved with hard work that we are the best, after that, we will be assigned to the reconnaissance company, I have changed from an ordinary soldier to a sniper of the jungle special reconnaissance company, codenamed Falcon!!

The training camp gave us a farewell party, the original iron-faced instructor finally smiled, I suddenly felt that he was not so hateful, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't be able to become qualified special combat members, I want to thank him, but I know that I can never return to this place, this is the rule of the army, unless, I came back as an instructor, the instructor has been training for 10 years, and his wife has not been able to join the army, not that the army does not allow it, but that the life in the training camp is too hard, in this isolated place, It takes courage to survive!

I became a recruit again, a recruit of a jungle special reconnaissance company, I thought I would soon be on a mission, and I could show my sharpshooter sniper style, but it was still regular training, and my group in the training camp was organized into a squad, and our daily training was to run in everyone, and occasionally there was confrontational training with other squads. In this way, after more than two months, I was finally able to go on a mission

The task is very simple, catch someone, he is in a small village on the border, it is said that it is contrabandG-U-N ammunition, my task is even simpler, find a position as an observer, report the situation at any time, there is an old sniper next to me, the task is very smooth, the infiltration team infiltrated in one fell swoop, the rest is how to bring people out safely, this guy is tied to a grenade, just like we call the glorious bullet, it doesn't matter if he dies, our lives are more expensive than his, The infiltration team with a whispering submachine gun, slowly approached the "target" with the foot building, I watched the infiltration team's every move in the scope, I felt a dry throat, the first time I carried out the mission, I was a little nervous, I knew that as long as the infiltration team made a little mistake, the sniper should kill the target as quickly as possible, and the lives of my comrades were more or less in my hands, the old sniper saw my nervousness, and he said to me: Don't be nervous! Swap positions with me, and as a result, I went from being the main shooter to the secondary shooter

The mission was done perfectly, without alarming anyone, and the guy was pinned to the bed and caught by us before he had time to be glorious. After that, I handed it over to my superiors, and the first task gave me the feeling that although I was a little nervous, it didn't seem to be enjoyable! It's not what I imagined, but the infiltration team doesn't see it that way, they say, NND~~ crawling chicken dung, this guy's strength is really - he-mother-of-the-big! Almost didn't glorify us too!!

Subsequently, I went on several missions, all of which were small tasks, and I didn't fire a single shot at these tasks, as if I was a spectator watching my comrades infiltrate, arrest, and take away, and the rest of the time was training, sometimes patrolling the border, and the days were very boring and fulfilling!