Although Situ looks like Sven, he is serious and serious. The white skin looks like a weak scholar. But if you think so, you are absolutely wrong.

"Hurry, hurry, if I were the leader of your old army, I would have skinned you. Look at the girls you are running. Lao Tzu was angry when he looked at it. Lie down, 200 push-ups, fastest speed. Before Hong Guang and Bai Yu could get closer, they heard Situ's annoying voice!

Listening to Situ's hooligan scolding, Hong Guang replied dissatisfiedly: "It's a pity that you are not the head of our old army, our chief is not as good as you, it's too good." ”

When Situ heard this, he immediately became angry. How did this sound like scolding him. However, Hong Guang and Bai Yu had already begun to count one, two, and three with interest, and they didn't leave him this opportunity.

After doing 200 push-ups in a hurry, I just wanted to get out of here. Situ had already laughed, not to mention how insidious it was.

"Don't be busy running, lie down, 200 sit-ups, hurry up, rub something."

"Grandma's, it's in your hands today." Hong Guang secretly scolded himself for being cheap, and at the same time quickly lay on the ground, huhe kept swaying up and down.

Supine push-ups are a very strenuous form of training. I bent my legs, and there was no one to help me. For these soldiers, who are about to break their waists and have done so much physical training, this is simply the extreme that their bodies can bear.

But since there is an ultimate, there must be the possibility of breaking it and re-establishing an ultimate.

The two men were out of breath and almost desperately finished 200 sit-ups. Hong Guang rubbed his stomach desperately, as if the muscles in his stomach were about to explode.

"Don't grind, now, 200 crunches, start." Situ's voice came coldly, without any emotion. In his eyes, it seemed like he wanted to see all the jokes of these two boys.

"Oh my God, I can't let people live." Hong Guang cried out sadly.

"Don't want to do it? Go over there. Situ still didn't have any feelings, and pointed to the other side, where several cars were waiting.

"If you want to hang yourself to the sky, I am willing to die." Hong Guang roared loudly as if angry. Bai Yu held his hand tightly and said loudly: "Brother, come on, don't give up, think about those soldiers." ”

Two ** roars, legs began to roll towards the top of the head, and the already painful abdomen slowly lost sensation at the moment. It was a long time of pain that had numbed the abdomen. Both of them knew that tomorrow, they would not be able to straighten their waists.

"Hurry, hurry, get me up. Go to the shooting range and punch, hurry. "Situ is still that virtuous, Hong Guang has the heart to kill him. Isn't this a matter of human life.

glared at Situ fiercely, and the two ran towards the shooting range with each other.

"I've blown up the mille-feuille paper solidly, don't be lazy, I can look at it." There were still four soldiers on the shooting range who kept venting their anger at the mille-feuille paper, playing with the target as if they were fighting for their lives, and their hands were dripping with blood, but they did not flinch at all. Even though he no longer has the slightest strength, he is still shaking his fist desperately.

The black bear carried the two men who had just entered the shooting range like chickens, and slipped them in front of the two intact paper targets. The black bear is very polite, not as domineering as Situ. patted the two of them on the shoulder and smiled: "Hurry up, this is time-limited." "Holy, still have time?" Bai Yu shouted.

"Of course, do you want to spend a day here? Okay, don't talk nonsense, it's over in ten minutes from now on. The black bear began to pinch his watch.

The two looked at each other for ten minutes. What a concept that is. Don't dare to think about it anymore, and tie up the horse. Shouting and shouting, he shot at the target paper. The beating was a tragic one, and looking at the painful expressions of the two, it was unbearable. The black bear couldn't stand it anymore and turned his head to something else.

Finally, the two of them who were tired and tired finally completed another subject, and they were so tired that they were about to collapse on the pillar. Wang Chao and Qin Lian staggered to the shooting range.

Hong Guang suddenly became energetic, pointed at the two guys who looked like soft-footed shrimp and laughed: "What's the matter, brother, I'm only here now, it tastes so good." Come on, come on, buddies are gone, the conditions here are good, you guys continue to enjoy it. "What nonsense, a lot of strength, isn't it? Hurry up and go to the next subject. "The black bear has come from the side.

Hong Guang and Bai Yu stuck out their tongues at Wang Chao, who was bitter-faced, and jumped to the next subject.

400-meter hurdles, four round-trips. Also be fully armed. When they were about to vomit blood, they crawled down the obstacles, and they fell to the ground so tired that they couldn't even unload their guns.

Hong Guang, who fell to the ground, wanted to ask Bai Yu if he was dead. At that time in the grassland, at least he still had feelings, but now, he didn't even have the consciousness to vomit. He suspected that he had become a ghost.

"Okay? If it doesn't work, go to the car over there, there is a bed and a doctor, and you can sleep whenever you want. Nighthawk's smiling face suddenly appeared above the two of them, and Hong Guang was so frightened that he thought that Nighthawk had appeared out of thin air.

"Okay, who's to say no. The instructor just fell on his heels and got up immediately. Hong Guang argued.

"Then hurry up, don't waste time with me." Nighthawk broke through the cautious eyes of the two of them with a word, and told the two of them to hurry up and move on to the next subject.

In this short day, Hong Guang and Bai Yu didn't know how many times they greeted the Nighthawk family, and even they were annoyed. But as soon as this life-urging ghost appeared, the two of them couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

"Once the strong man is gone, he will not return." Generous and sad, the two of them held hands, like martyrs on the verge of execution, and stepped towards the evil ghost-headed knife.

After this day's training, there were several fewer of them, and they were all invited to leave without completing the assessment. But no soldiers cared anymore. The initial bit of concern has drifted out of the body along with his overdrawn body.

If they didn't understand what "dead dog" meant, now they do. They are now worse than "dead dogs", lying in the damp muddy water, even moving their hands and feet, feeling luxurious.

Nighthawk told the soldiers to rest for a day and sleep well, and kindly told them that there would be no training today. Nighthawk understands that if it continues, these soldiers who have not undergone real special forces training will collapse physically.

Hong Guang and Bai Yu could no longer stand up, and like all the soldiers, they crawled back to the dormitory. I didn't even get on the bed, I lay down on the dry and hard concrete floor, and fell asleep.

Nighthawk is still more trustworthy, saying that if you take a day off, it will really be a day off. During the day, there was no training, no assembly. The soldiers had been sleeping and not even eating. They had exceeded their physical limits several times, but it was only one day, and a day later, Nighthawk's whistle sounded again. From this whistle sounded, the soldiers who had passed the assessment fell into an endless, repetitive cycle of physical training for the next two months.

The soldiers joked that this was to train them to be invincible warriors.

Every day, thunder can't beat three ten-kilometer armed trail runs. Every three days, there is also a long-distance 60-kilometer armed switchback run. Every day, you spend a lot of time on the endless horizontal bars, parallel bars, push-ups and other strength training.

The soldiers were thin or fleshy from the beginning. Now there is no fat in it, and those with a plump body can definitely be a body model.

During this period, many people left. This made the soldiers very sorry. They didn't lose to training, they lost to themselves.

Some were injured and could no longer train at such an intense intensity, and some were eliminated directly. But every time, without exception, the people who walked would burst into tears and wept.

Because they have become accustomed to life here, they have been ruthlessly eliminated by the instructors, making them lose a qiē. Not being able to complete this bitter journey with his comrades-in-arms will be painful for their lives.

One morning, after the whistle blew, the soldiers picked up their heavy backpacks like a hill, ran downstairs with a bang, and gathered on the playground.

But Nighthawk smiled and walked over in civilian clothes: "Well, say a few words." From today, everyone's physical training has officially ended, and I am happy to inform you that you have reached the physical fitness required of a special forces. There was no response, and the soldiers didn't even have a hint of expression. For such a long time, the soldiers have long been accustomed to the capriciousness of the Nighthawk, and generally the Nighthawk takes the initiative to show goodwill, which means that there must be no good thing below.

Nighthawk smiled helplessly: "I'm going to let you rest for a while, so that everyone can adjust their bodies." After all, people have a degree. Okay, disband, give you a few days off. During this time, there were no drills. Your task is to rest. But the soldiers didn't mean to appreciate it, though it was as Nighthawk had said. There are no emergency gatherings, no drills, and no endless training. But the soldiers decided that this was a conspiracy of the Nighthawks, a huge conspiracy. The goal is to catch their sore feet and drive them away from some of them.

A week passed, and the soldiers were so consumed that they didn't even leave the toilet and equipment. Nighthawk was a little crying and laughing, these soldiers were almost nervous.

"How's it going, Captain? When does it start? Landmine asked curiously.

"Wait, wait, they'll relax." Nighthawk said cunningly.

It's been another week, and I saw the Nighthawk but didn't make any moves. The soldiers finally let go of their heavy hearts and let their bodies that had been in a state of exhaustion for a long time relax and relax.

After two months of berserk training, their muscles were sore after relaxing. At first, I didn't feel that at this moment, I couldn't even step down the stairs.

Beep beep beep. The familiar whistle finally sounded the night after the soldiers dropped their equipment. The aching soldier cursed loudly at Nighthawk's shamelessness, and became determined to find a way to attack at this time.

The soldiers bared their teeth and dragged their aching bodies to step downstairs step by step. By the time they had assembled, Nighthawk had finished smoking both cigarettes.

The soldiers knew from Nighthawk's sad face that they were going to be unlucky today.

Sure enough, Nighthawk, who had just dropped his cigarette butt, shouted, "This is the result of your two months of training? The old lady runs faster than you, I think it's because you've been resting for so long, and your bones are soft. No one answered, in fact, everyone was saying in their hearts that not only the bones were soft, but also the flesh.

"Okay, since you're not used to training, let's find a feeling, let's have a forty-kilometer forced march, isn't it?" Nighthawk laughed shamelessly. The soldiers shouted in their hearts, I knew you had a conspiracy.