The three of them fell heavily on the side of the black off-road vehicle, picked up a few small grasses that were rapidly bounced by their gravity, and jumped and stumbled happily on them.

There was no time to breathe, and the three of them stood up desperately, trying to find the figure of He Yi in the distance.

But I can't see the meaning of blocking bullets with their bodies to ensure the safety of their backs. Only wisps of white smoke fluttered into the air, indicating He Yi's final destination.

The Nighthawk standing on the side was already full of tears. The comradeship of these soldiers, who depended on each other for life and death, made him think of the scene of the mission in Fusang in an instant.

At that time, they also did not abandon the dying military assassination. Farther away, it reminded him of his military career all the way, and there were more hidden in it, like the story that happened today.

Ten minutes later, in tears and tears, a soldier gave up his rights. Leaving the last position to his comrades-in-arms, the two hugged each other tightly, and slowly separated under the push of the soldier who gave up.

The final four have arrived, although their experiences are a bit shocking. But Nighthawk was accustomed to this, and only slightly admired the deep friendship they had cultivated on the battlefield.

In his opinion, as long as it is an individual, after going through so much, it will become like this. That doesn't mean anything.

"Okay, all the people I want are here, gather all the people. If you can't get into the ambulance, all go back to the camp," Nighthawk instructed Camp Commander Wang beside him.

Camp Commander Wang looked indignant and replied very dissatisfied. In his opinion, Nighthawk is a freak, such a good soldier, tortured by him like this, he turned a blind eye to it, and dropped these two sentences and it was over?

If it weren't for the fact that Nighthawk is superior leader, he would have raised his fist and beaten Nighthawk a lot, but when Camp Commander Wang had this idea, he didn't think about whether he had the strength to fight Nighthawk alone.

There were too many tired people, and after these four days and four nights of torture, many people were exhausted and paralyzed when they were near the finish line, and could only look at the military vehicles that were far away from the finish line, crying for their elimination and honor.

Camp Commander Wang couldn't bear to walk through these men. Normally, they are all iron-clad soldiers. But now, for the sake of such a perverted assessment and selection as Nighthawk, it has become like this, thinking of this, Camp Commander Wang's fist clenched even tighter.

Two ambulances are simply not enough, there are too many people who can't walk. There was no way, the military doctor contacted the base again, and directly drove two trucks, and dragged the soldiers who were tired and unable to move one by one on the truck and dragged them back to the base like pigs.

When I came, the camp was still so lush. Birds chirp and insects chirp, and flowers stretch their waists in the wind. The grass under the substitute shielded the relentless steaming of the scorching sun. The result is an interesting oil painting of nature.

The difference is that the calm woods are now occupied by soldiers who are humming incessantly and slumping in one place.

The equipment on their bodies had long since been removed, and the relaxed soldiers exuded a strong stench formed by the combination of sweat and unknown smells. Instantly filled the entire space.

Some of them were leaning against the tree, some were lying on the ground, some were snuggling up to each other, holding saline in their hands, a piece of bread. Slowly chewing and recuperating his tired body, in a vain attempt to recover the almost deformed body that had been pulled in a short time.

The medics endured the stench and shuttled back and forth among the soldiers, and from time to time they found one or two soldiers who had difficulty even eating, so they rushed up and carried him away, put him on a clean bed, and put him on a drip.

The eyes of the soldiers no longer have the pride and pride they had when they first came. Confidence and honor have been trampled on the soles of their feet by the game set by Nighthawk, and each of them has been slapped in the face. At this moment, they have forgotten, forgotten their past honors, forgotten who they are, and even forgotten a qiē.

Looking at the tired people in front of him, Nighthawk was a little sorry. Maybe their own requirements are a bit harsh, but for these soldiers who have never received such heavy training, it is too far-fetched.

But he really can't help it, time waits for no one, he wants to train a special commando team that dares to fight in a short period of time, and he must use extraordinary means. This time, it can be said that he chose one person from 100,000 miles, and Da Lang Taosha, the one who stays must be the best, and the person he needs the most.

The soldiers rested for four hours, and it was almost afternoon. Nighthawk ordered Camp Commander Wang to blow the whistle and gather everyone.

Although Battalion Commander Wang was not happy, he would not show it on the surface, so he turned around and gathered all the soldiers.

The soldiers sparsely pulled and struggled to stand up. Although I rested for four hours, I regained some strength. However, the body that has been consumed to the limit in the past four days has almost reached the point of running out of oil and drying up. But it wasn't something that could be recovered in just four hours.

Nighthawk looked at the soldiers in front of him, and said solemnly: "Everyone has been working hard these days, and I regret to tell most of you." If you lose the election, there will be someone next to you, and you will be sent back to your old army immediately. ”

Although he already knew his fate, but at this moment, when Nighthawk said it, it still deeply stimulated everyone's hearts. A low cry immediately spread through the ranks.

Nighthawk continued, "You are all good soldiers, and this game is not something that ordinary soldiers can do. Even scouts can't do it smoothly, and I'm sure many of you are from scouts.

Those who have been able to complete this journey have proven yourselves. You don't need to be discouraged, and you don't need to be lost. You are the strongest, the strongest of the entire military region.

I didn't choose you, not because you were bad, but because you weren't fit for the task of the person I was going to choose. However, I believe that after you return to your old troops, you will be able to better serve the troops and raise the military quality of your troops to a higher level. Because I believe that the soldiers who go out from here are all kings of soldiers. ”

Nighthawk solemnly saluted the phalanx in front of him, but no one answered him, and no one returned the salute. Some just get affirmative words and re-strengthen their eyes! Some are just tough guys who are proud and stand up again!

Looking at the soldiers who got on the car silently and left with regret, Nighthawk felt a little regretful. If he can have more time, he will definitely take more people away, and those who can survive to the end are all good soldiers, and let them go back to the grassroots troops, but it's a pity.

In a corner of the camp, Nighthawk looked at the four people who had been left behind. At this moment, they were standing in place, staring blankly at the departing truck.

"Alright, welcome to join! The soldiers who can stay, I believe must be the best of your military region. Nighthawk praised them with great satisfaction, and the four of them turned their heads and looked at Nighthawk quietly for a while. didn't say a word, and the expression on his face was still not salty or light, and there was no change at all.

Nighthawk was stunned for a moment, then looked into their eyes and immediately understood.

They are qualified people who step on the shoulders of their comrades and enjoy the opportunities of their comrades. This, for them, really seems to have nothing to be happy about.

"That's it!" Nighthawk smiled, wanting to break the embarrassment of the scene: "No matter what, people can't always live in memories, no matter how you stand here. I just know that there must be a reason why I can stand here. Heaven will not let an unprepared, cowardly person stand in front of me, you must be the strongest soldier king. ”

His words were powerful! Sure enough, all four of them moved slightly, their eyes looking directly at the nighthawk, and they flashed with a hot essence.

The word "King of Soldiers" is the title that all backbone soldiers have been pursuing all their lives. Many people profess to be the king of soldiers, and they may be affirmed by this nighthawk who comes from the capital and is not good at ox, which is still very proud.

"Congratulations, you've qualified for the higher competition. Okay, I don't see you have any relatives to say goodbye to, and as for the luggage, I'll ask someone to go to your troops to pack it. And not too much, because you don't need it. Nighthawk said lightly.

"What? Heads! We're working so hard! So much to pay! More than 600 comrades-in-arms were shattered and walked away! Just, so that I can participate in another competition? It's outrageous, right? Wang Chao almost roared and spoke to the nighthawk, completely forgetting the concept of superiors and subordinates, and was pulled hard by Bai Yu, before he closed his mouth hatefully.

"So what do you want"? Nighthawk asked the four.

"Isn't it to the capital? Isn't it to enter a higher level of troops? Isn't it the secret special forces? Hong Guang asked puzzled.

"Hahahaha, who said you were going in. Yes, I have a special forces unit that is being formed, and it will be the best special forces force in the country in the future. It's full of the best from all branches of the military. But you, hehe, only got a ticket to the group for the time being.

Do you think that you can enter my sight with your current strength, hehe, sue you, it's not enough. "These four soldiers are completely stupid. He is already one in a million in the entire military region, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is even one in a hundred thousand miles. Why is it so despised when you get to Nighthawk? This made them feel a sense of frustration for an instant, and they suddenly fell from the high cliff back to the bottom of the dark and cold valley.

"But don't be discouraged." Looking at the soldiers with stern expressions, Nighthawk suddenly said lightly, "As long as you take out the hard work of the past four days, is there anything else in this world that can stump you?" What I need is a full range of special soldiers, whether you can be selected or not depends on your own ability. I'm optimistic about you, don't let me down. ”

Nighthawk smiled faintly, and that smile was full of affirmation and approval, so that the four of them were suddenly full of strength again.

"Pack your things and go right away, I don't have much time. The ticket you've earned is so hot, how many people are staring at it. Go, your hell, it's coming soon. With laughter, Nighthawk turned to the buggy, kicked up a cloud of dust, and drove out of the mountains.