The camp, named the "22nd Training Base of the General Participation in the Religious Affairs Bureau", is located deep in the Gaoligong Mountains in the southern part of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, in the western fault zone of the Hengduan Mountains, the suture zone of the collision and subduction of the Indian and Eurasian plates.

Compared with the undulating and endless 100,000 mountains in my hometown, the mountains here appear more majestic, with steep slopes and deep cuts, with a vertical height difference of more than 4,000 meters, forming a spectacular vertical natural landscape and three-dimensional climate. Above us were misty, cold snow-capped peaks, in gentle woods and meadows, and beyond the mountains to the valley, the sun was scorching all year round.

This is the origin of the famous slang saying "a mountain is divided into four seasons, ten miles of different days". The variability of climatic conditions was also a consideration for the superiors who chose to establish a training base here at that time.

The 22nd base is located in a slanting valley with the fragrance of birds and flowers, with a radius of 30 miles and no one inhabited, only the huge roots of arbors, large wooden vines, wild plantains, sheaths and other green plants come into view, when we slowly walk into the open land on the periphery of the training base from the bottom of the mountain, we find that in the jungle at the edge of the base, there are many soldiers wearing camouflage nets and painted with colorful faces lurking.

This atmosphere of waiting for me made my back muscles tense uncontrollably, and I immediately felt a sense of uneasiness at the Hongmen Banquet.

I asked Section Chief Zhu, who led the team, in a calm tone as much as possible, and the answer I got made me wonder: in order to save money, the base here is built by our bureau and the General Staff to share resources; However, this is only a backup training base for our bureau, and a small number of special forces under the General Staff Department have been training here all year round and are used more frequently.

In this way, there is such a nondescript name for the base, but the soldiers usually like to affectionately call it "Baihualing Base".

The group approached, and less than 200 meters apart, a group of three armed soldiers approached, checked the formalities, and then continued to advance. Passing through the barbed wire fence erected next to the open field, I followed the army into this very large complex of buildings with a rather ancient architectural style.

The old and rough red brick walls, wooden hedges, the large playground as wide as a football field, the black sloping tiles with moss, and the green ...... of the barracks everywhere Everything in my eyes made my expectations for the base in front of me drop below the horizon. It can be seen that most of the buildings here were built in the sixties and seventies of the last century, and the green barracks next to them have been expanded one after another, showing the style of two eras - everyone who walks into the camp will probably can't help but complain in their hearts that "the conditions are really not good".

What about the superior conditions of the "soldier assault" style?

We didn't speak, though, because in the middle of the playground we saw a group of people in blue short-sleeved shirts, standing with their hands tied.

They are waiting for our instructors here, led by the chief instructor of this training camp, Huiming.

Without any orders, we quickly ran to the front of the instructors and stood still, and then began to stand in the same order as the previous days, and in about two minutes we were already assembled.

Looking at us in white training uniforms, Huiming's face was deep, and the old age spots on the left side of his face were constantly shaking.

And after we stood up, a zombie-faced middle-aged instructor suddenly pointed to the green barracks not far behind him and shouted: "See that green, this is the barracks, and you are the fighters of the reserves, look at your casualty?" With such a small mountain road, you are actually half an hour behind our expectation? In the unlikely event that war comes, there is only one end for you, and that is death! Fuck guys! All of them, turn left, circle the playground twenty times, and don't stop! ”

My eyebrows jumped, and I suddenly had a strange sense of time travel in my heart - with the popularity of "Soldier Assault" in 2007, the training of special military brigades began to gradually enter the field of vision of ordinary people. The instructor of the ace special forces in the film, Lao A, is this simple and rude and unreasonable style, establishing absolute authority, constantly eliminating subordinate soldiers, and choosing the real strong to join.

Could it be that this barbaric style is in the entire army or training system...... Popular?

However, in any case, in order not to be eliminated by the training camp, we had to carry heavy bags and start running around the training ground, which was a few points wider than a football field, after walking dozens of miles of mountain roads. This lap is almost a mile, and twenty miles is naturally a piece of cake for me who has plenty of physical reserves, but after climbing one mountain peak after another, it is a difficult distance.

Not only me, but the thirty-three classmates around me also showed uncomfortable expressions.

Breakthroughs always hover at the end of the limit - this sentence is the most commonly used sentence in physical training, if in the Honghe training base on the outskirts of Chuncheng, Huiming's scolding of me, Bai Lutan, and Wang Xiaojia is the first move he used to me, then today's 20 consecutive laps of running with weight is the first dismount of the instructor group to our students.

Its meaning is: no matter where you come from, what kind of achievements and abilities you have, here, you have to listen to the boss in blue!

Ten laps later, I gritted my teeth and moved my tired and sore legs, feeling that every step was so heavy, the heavens and the earth were shaking, sometimes black, sometimes yellow, the air began to become thinner, so that my chest had to shake like a bellows, and my eyes were black for a while, and the sweat was wet and dry. However, even so, I didn't let the Golden Silkworm Gu pass a trace of warmth to me to alleviate the embarrassing situation at the moment.

From the beginning to the end, my goal in coming to the training camp was to make myself stronger. The existence of the fat bug is like opening a plug-in for me, but even if I am a Gu master, the fat bug is my natal golden silkworm Gu, but in the fierce battle, we always have times when we are separated, and the body slowly strengthened by it is enough, so when I trained, I decided not to let it delay my physical limit.

It's a war between me, and I, with the weak consciousness in my body, are in a duel.

It's a very awkward sentence, but this is the practice, such as a meditation practitioner facing the wall, such as a monk retreat, they spend their whole lives doing such a thing - fighting with the demon in their hearts, cutting off the three corpses, and seeing the light.

I was tired and wanted to die, but I found that these people around me were not much better than me, although they had more or less mastered some cultivation methods, but the human body was made of flesh, except for a few monsters that were leading in front, most of the students' bodies could not withstand this kind of non-stop continuous movement, and began to be on the verge of collapse.

Someone kept falling down and struggling to stand up, Zhu Chenchen fell down three times, and was helped up by me, his face was as pale as snow, and his muscles were shaking involuntarily.

Qin Zhen, Teng Xiao, Bai Lutan, Wang Xiaojia, me, and Zhu Chenchen consciously ran together, supported each other, and stumbled forward.

This kind of cheating-like support was not warned by the instructors, so that Zhu Chenchen, Bai Lutan, and Teng Xiao, who were weaker in physical strength, were able to persevere, and by the time we reached the fifteenth lap, we were almost about to collapse.

Bai Lutan cried sadly as he ran, and he had an urge to almost give up. And I pointed to the mighty old man on the sidelines without any scruples, counted her down, and said Did you see it, people are watching a good show, watching your good show as a transfer student, if you give up and lie down, you will only usher in a disdainful smile of "Ha Lu Ha", and then it is an understatement "Sure enough", it is really a back door, what a mischaracter! Are you going to give up? I won't, in this world, except for the morality in my heart and the parents who gave birth to me and raised me, there is nothing worth compromising on! No!

When the limit passed, I felt numb behind my body, and began to feel a little relaxed, so that when I ran to the last two laps, my steps were actually brisk.

In the distance, I saw some young soldiers in this short-sleeved camouflage uniform sitting or standing in groups, looking curiously towards this side.

However, eleven of the 34 students were girls, and they were obviously the ones they focused on.

I was in a good mood and waved at the people's soldiers.

My buddies around me waved to them as well.

The soldiers responded enthusiastically, with voices coming and going, cheering and encouraging, which made us feel a touch of coolness in the hot weather, refreshing our hearts and lungs. When the last lap of the last lap was finished, almost everyone fell to the ground, there was an urge to fall asleep for a long time, and immediately a doctor in a white coat came to give us injections.

However, there were still three people who did not finish the last few laps and lay on the ground.

They were carried down on a stretcher by the doctor, and the two girls and a boy were never seen again during the subsequent training camp - the training camp showed no mercy at the beginning.

After the run, we got a full rest, and a medical team of more than a dozen people appeared out of nowhere, pinching our shoulders and backs to relax our bodies, and standing in the middle of the staggering students, Huiming used a simple, direct, and cold opening statement to give us a lecture with a pale face.

That night we were tossed into wooden barrels full of herbs and soaked in hot water, and we felt like our bodies were gradually recovering.

This kind of bridge in the legendary novel really exists in reality.

It's just that this black and stinky potion smells really bad, and the breath of urine makes people want to vomit out dinner. However, the effect was good, and I was refreshed and lying on the bed in the dormitory of 8 people in the old building at night, and I began to look forward to the arrival of the next day's training.

Well, I'll admit that I had some "masochistic" expectations.

Because I'm going to be strong.