Special Years

Zhang Zhiang smiled, feeling that Han Zizhen was just having fun.

So he said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Team Han, guess who?"

"Well..." Han pretended to be mysterious, half closed his eyes, raised his head to the sky, took a long breath, and then slowly said: "I guess it's a group of people who came back, and there must be some solemn people inside. ."

Zhang Zhiang's smile suddenly froze, and he said, "God, Captain, how did you know?"

Han proudly slapped his thigh and stood up from the chair, saying, "Guess!"

Turning his eyes to the distance, he saw a few soldiers carrying rucksacks, trotting all the way, and coming here.

"Zhuang Yan, it's a little late, you almost ran out of time." Han Zixuan looked at his watch again and said, "It's 4:43, and you have to get out in 17 minutes."

"It's not too late," said solemnly.

As he said, he pointed to the back: "A lot of people are behind."

Han's self-proclaimed gaze went over his solemn shoulders, and sure enough, he saw small black dots appearing on the dirt road in the distant mountain village.

In fact, this result was expected by Han Zizheng. There was only one rally point. Even if the team members were thrown on the mountain road like beans, in fact, most of them would meet in the end.

"You guys go to rest first." Han said to himself.

He asked solemnly, "Captain, when will we have dinner?"

Han said to himself, "Who said there was food for dinner tonight?"

"Ah?" Zhuang Yan was dumbfounded and said, "Captain, do we care about meals tonight in our team?"

"Managing the food?" Han boasted with a smile and said, "If I were you, I would hurry up and find something to eat. Who told you that I was in charge of the food here today?"

Looking around solemnly, it is true that apart from a dozen trucks, there are no cooking cars, and no cooking class to follow.

It seems that Han boasted that he planned to let everyone solve it on their own these days.

However, his eyes quickly fell on Han Zizuo's feet.

There were a few empty cans in there that looked like they had just eaten.

Gumbling—

Zhuang Yan swallowed and said, "Captain, are you eating canned food?"

"Yes!" Han said to himself, "otherwise what would I eat?"

"Looks, it tastes good!" Zhuang Yan said with a shameless expression: "Can you... give me a jar?"

Han Zizheng stared at Zhuang Yan for a few seconds, making Zhuang Yan feel a little nervous, then suddenly turned around, took out a can of military chicken wings from the rucksack on the ground, threw it in his hand, and smiled at Zhuang Yan. Said: "Okay, chicken wings, do you want to try it?"

"Think!" Zhuang Yan instantly felt that his saliva was secreting rapidly, and it was about to flow to the hand, "I really want to think about it."

Su Huikai next to him couldn't take it anymore, and nodded frantically: "Thank you, Captain!"

This stuff is more direct than solemn, reaching for the can.

"Wait!" Han's self-proclaimed canned food shrank back and said, "It's okay to eat, there are still a lot of supplies in the car, but there is a condition."

"What conditions!?" Su Hui's eyes turned green, she stared at the cans like a wolf and didn't move away for half a minute, and said, "Captain, you said, I will agree to everything, ten kilometers? Climbing? Or carry a log? Anything is fine? , just give me something to eat, and you need to refuel the car even if you want to run, right?"

The smile on Han Zizheng's face suddenly disappeared, and he became extremely serious, saying, "The condition is, if you quit, you can eat enough immediately."

He pointed his finger at the motorcade parked on the grass, and said, "There is a lot of food in the car, but it's not for you. Whoever gets eliminated today can eat as much as they want, no limit, whatever they like. What to eat."

solemnly stunned.

Su Huikai was also stunned.

It was serious and kept silent, standing aside and watching silently.

Han said to himself, "Do you still want to eat?"

Zhuang Yan and Su Huikai exchanged glances. Countless grass and mud horses galloped past in their hearts, and they galloped back, stepping out of a mess...

"Forget it, eat it yourself."

Zhuang Yan picked up his rucksack, turned and walked aside.

Han said to himself: "Tonight, find the food by yourself, but there are villages nearby, I warn you not to touch the things of the common people, otherwise you will find one and deal with the other! You have more than half an hour of rest now, after 5:30 , to start the next round of training on time."

He walked aside with Su Huikai and said solemnly, "Wan Duzi, look at what Han Yan said, let's not think about being comfortable tonight."

Seriously said: "We have more than half an hour, we can find something to eat first."

Su Huikai said, "I guess it's too late to start a fire or something. Just find something that you can eat raw to fill your stomach?"

"Didn't King Yan say that there is a ditch in front of you?" said Zhuang Yan, "I guess there are fish in it!"

"Go! Hurry up and take a look." Su Huikai said, "I heard Han Yan Wang's tone just now that we are going to start tossing us at 5:30. Hurry up to replenish the calories."

"Let's go! Don't waste time." Zhuang Yan said: "We have already earned money when we came back early, and we still have time to rest. It is estimated that the later ones will continue to toss as soon as they come back."

Zhuang Yan felt that the person who came back early had already taken a big advantage. In fact, this kind of training ghost knows what it is all about.

Before the final candidates are determined, the biggest task of selecting and training officers is to use all means to eliminate the redundant ones~www.novelmt.com~ and keep the most capable soldiers.

The most important thing now is to keep yourself in the best possible state to be able to cope with the next inhumane assessment.

This point, in fact, was seen in the coaching team solemnly.

The coaching team itself is a purgatory, but the elimination rate there is not that high. The preemptive squad leader comes over every year. In the first month, people often see people with backpacks or wiping tears and snot into the car and returning to the old army. Here Probably the same.

It has been three days since I came to the "Red Arrow" brigade base to participate in this selection training. In these three days alone, more than 40 people have disappeared.

Today is the first field test. It is almost five o'clock, and there are still less than 20 minutes. When I came back just now, many people did not arrive at the designated assembly area. It seems that they were delayed on the road.

This 40-kilometer field comprehensive march seems to be a short distance, but it is actually very fatal.

This is not a task of team coordination, it is a task of acting alone. It requires oneself to have very strict time control and route planning ability, and to resist hunger in the middle, and to suppress the desire to constantly want to find food, which requires extremely strong self-control and control.

From the previous class, we were able to help each other, encourage each other, urge and supervise each other, and when we performed tasks by ourselves, it was easy to let down our vigilance unconsciously, resulting in failure of the task.

Although they were all elite soldiers who jumped out from various units of the field army, because they had no supplies and no preparations at all, and they were traveling alone, many people jumped into the pit inadvertently.

Every test that Han Yanwang arranged was a headache.

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