Special Years

The masters are like clouds, this is the highest level of special forces training since solemn enlistment.

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Actually this is not surprising.

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The selection scope for the reserve team this time is the entire army.

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As long as the entire army runs on the ground, whether it is infantry, reconnaissance, airborne, or amphibious combat troops, they are all within the selection range.

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It’s like when you usually study in an ordinary class and become the king, and suddenly you are sent to the elite class in the best school. It’s like when you were originally a top student in the college entrance examination in your city, and suddenly you go to Tsinghua University and Peking University, you will find that The self who used to be called a "genius" is nothing but a little.

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If you haven't been to the capital, you don't know if the official is small or not, if you haven't been to Yedao, you don't know if you're in good health, and if you haven't been to the headquarters reserve team, you don't know whether you are a good person.

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Same reason.

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The solemn quartet ranks only in the middle level in the 45 groups.

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However, the result is not bad, the time is 5 minutes and 12 seconds.

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The people who achieved the best results were not from the special forces of various military regions, but a team from the mountain combat troops.

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This is astounding.

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At the end, throw down the log, and everyone is half dead.

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"Get up and walk."

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Yan Ming, number 31, came over and saw Zhuang Yan squatting on the ground and kicking his **** lightly.

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"Don't squat, it's not good."

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Zhuang Yan could only stand up, walk around with his hips on his back, and relax his leg muscles by the way.

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Yan Ming is the deputy of the sixth company. Among the 20 people in the "Red Arrow" brigade this time, there are three lieutenants in the military rank, and the rest are second lieutenants.

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But only Yan Ming is a captain.

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Lieutenant and deputy company commander, he is a low-ranking deputy company.

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However, this is not uncommon in the special forces.

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Sometimes when there is no place, one can only succumb, or leave the special forces and go to the field forces.

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Field troops have many positions and are easy to arrange.

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You can let an old special operator leave his beloved special combat post. Many times, the old special would prefer to stay in place, even if the position is a little lower.

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That's how people are. After working for a long time, they have feelings no matter what.

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Special forces are no exception.

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Therefore, everyone regards Yan Ming as a big brother.

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Yan Ming does have a big brother's style. He is a veteran of special warfare and has rich experience. When the solemn senior soldiers arrived in the reserve team, Yan Ming was the first to remind them to prepare Vaseline.

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In many cases, the cross-country distance and intensity of the training camp are extremely large. It is a 50-kilometer mountain marching project, and the distance exceeds the marathon.

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Vaseline can play a very good lubricating effect, and has a good preventive effect on grinding crotch, grinding armpit, including preventing toe blisters, etc.

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And there are socks. Although the military socks distributed by the army are of good quality and durable, there are several problems. One is that it is easy to stink, and the other is that the sweat absorption is poor.

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The former problem is easy to solve, but the big deal is to wash it several times, but the latter problem is very serious.

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All special forces must have a pair of iron feet. If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tool. As a direct contact with the feet, socks have a very obvious role.

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Zhuang Yan didn't like the socks of the army very much, so he basically wore pure cotton sports socks that he bought from outside stores with his own money.

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Big brother Yan Ming also has many stories.

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Participated in four special forces competitions of the whole army, and participated in more than a dozen various training camps, from water combat to parachute, from parachute training to mountain special operations training.

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But one thing is the most regrettable, he has never stepped out of the country.

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Before the late 1990s, foreign exchanges were still rare.

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Not to say there are none, but very few.

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The most famous is the International Scout Tournament, also known as the Elner Assault, which began two years ago.

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Originally this year, it was the G military region's turn to draw people to go abroad to participate in the competition. The selection of participants has been carried out since last year.

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At that time, Yan Ming was the first to sign up, but he was also the first to be eliminated.

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The reason is very simple. His knee is injured.

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The old special forces all have injuries, more and less problems.

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Why don't you feel embarrassed to say that you and the Orthopedic Hospital are co-construction units?

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The pain of losing the qualification to participate in the international scout competition has always been a knot in Yan Ming's heart.

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So this time to participate in the international special forces training in country T, Yan Ming was the first to report and sign up.

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Political commissar Liu Ziyan once persuaded Yan Ming, saying that you are already a person. Is it worth it to fight for this kind of training qualification with those young men in their early 20s?

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He also said that the instructor of the Sixth Company has reached the age of changing careers, and he is going to change his career this year. When he leaves, you just took over as the instructor of the Sixth Company. Wouldn't this solve the problem of being under-qualified for his position? Everyone in the brigade has sent you a report. When you leave, let alone whether you can be elected or not, you will be wasting your efforts; if you are elected, it will take more than a year or two years after you leave, and your position cannot wait for you vacantly. return.

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Yan Ming stood in front of the political commissar, no matter how Liu Ziyan stated the pros and cons, he would not say a word.

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When he arrived, he opened his mouth and said a word: "Political commissar, let me sign up for the election. If I lose, I will be convinced in my life, blame myself, not others. If I am selected, I will be chatting. The wish of a lifetime. You see, at my age, I am afraid that I will not be able to work in the special forces for a few years. In two years, even if I can stay in the brigade, I am afraid that my body and state will not have the opportunity to participate in this kind of training... ...I don't want to blame myself for not persevering in the first place every time I see others on TV in the rest of my life abroad."

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"But at your age, and your injuries." Liu Ziyan knocked the teacup on the table on the spot.

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I thought to myself, why is this Yan Ming just a muscle?

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Speaking of which, why can't I make it clear!

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I'm not trying to block his progress, I'm thinking of him!

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In the end, Yan Ming said: "Political commissar, let me participate! I will go to the election and compete with their young people on the ground training ground. If I lose, I won't go. If I win, I will go. Let's not be special. Take care, as long as you give me a chance!"

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Liu Ziyan was silent~www.novelmt.com~ The captain in front of him just wanted a chance.

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In the end, the political commissar gave in.

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Yan Ming is also a good candidate, and he actually survived the team's primary election.

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Among all the nominees, the result is actually ranked fourth, which is beyond everyone's expectations.

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At first, of course solemnly did not know the stories behind these.

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These things are most widely circulated among officers.

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He also only heard it from the mouths given to others.

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After walking back and forth along the side of the road, Zhuang Yan saw Yan Ming bent over and stood on the side of the road rubbing his knees, so he stepped forward and asked, "Liu Lianfu, how is your knee?"

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"Don't call me the sixth company officer." Yan Ming looked at his shoulder, there was no military rank on it.

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He smiled bitterly and said, "There is no distinction between officers and soldiers. You and I are both members of the reserve team. In the future, you will call me Lao Yan here. When you see me in the brigade, I will never object to the sixth company officer."

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Ask the big guy for a monthly pass!

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Chrysanthemum hurts!

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If you have a monthly pass, don't be stingy, reward me! Qiguan's mouth is stupid and doesn't know how to ask for tickets.

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Give me the monthly pass!