All the students stood solemnly together. On the wall of the auditorium, the five-star red flag was hanging like a burning flame, with unyielding vitality. Facing the spiritual beacon representing the dignity and pride of the eleven million compatriots of the Chinese nation, Principal Zheng Xun stood on the rostrum. Behind him, twelve instructors representing the peak achievements of a soldier in a certain field were lined up. They stared at the national flag with a focused expression and slowly raised their right fists together.

"Please take a swear with me!"

Under the leadership of the veteran General Zheng Xun and twelve instructors, the children who gathered from all over the country swore in unison: "I swore in the face of the solemn national flag. I am willing to join the elite training school of the Fifth Special Forces of China and become a student. I am willing to study hard, serve the people wholeheartedly, obey orders, strictly abide by discipline, fight bravely, not afraid of sacrifice, be loyal to duty, work hard, practice the ability to kill enemies, resolutely complete tasks, and under no circumstances will you betray the motherland and the army..."

The tender child voice echoed repeatedly in the auditorium of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School. The morning sunlight passed through the thick glass windows and poured selflessly on everyone's faces, giving them a layer of golden color. It seemed that everyone's faces, bodies, and eyes were covered with a layer of brilliance like a god.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Xiage's heart was suddenly filled with something!

He quietly turned his head to look at everyone around him, these children who were only six or seven years old, and these faces that seemed too young. Fifteen years later, they accompanied their hands to their motherland and supported the future of the Chinese nation! With their regretless youth and passion, they supported the pride and dignity of the 110 million descendants of China!

Through the window, he could see the endless sky that had been shrouded in the vast earth. A white cloud slowly passed by the distant horizon, looking so ethereal and so unrestrained. A hot warm current flowed repeatedly in his chest, and a feeling of almost uncontrollable touch suddenly surged in Zhan Xiage's heart. Aren't he witnessing the birth and reproduction of a period of history now, but also witnessing a kind of thing that is invisible, but indeed exists, passed down from generation to generation of Chinese soldiers?!

Zhan Xiage must admit that his heart was suddenly moved!

He likes this solemnity!

He likes this feeling of struggling with the fate of the nation!

A person, especially a passionate man, should make achievements in this world. Even if he cannot be famous in history, he must be infamous for thousands of years, live a vigorous life and play freely, so that he can travel to this world without vain!

The Fifth Special Forces have undoubtedly opened a door to the world stage to him, and prepared a vast space for him to fly at will! As long as he walks along this gate, his future life may have many ruggedness and many bumps, but it will inevitably be a hundred times more colorful than ordinary people!

Maybe...he should try to integrate into this environment?

Maybe...he should really think about it seriously and become a soldier of the Fifth Special Forces?

And... a super sniper who can accurately strike targets 1,500 meters away or even 2,000 meters away, sounds like a very good profession.

For an 18-year-old boy like Zhan Xiage, a sniper is undoubtedly a special profession with a bit of mystery and temptation! When he thinks that one day he will be white-haired, but he can still straighten his waist strongly. With the solemnity and calmness of a soldier, standing on the podium in the classroom of the Military Academy, facing a group of young faces, telling his former legendary story, and accepting their unpredictable respect and worship, Zhan Xiage suddenly felt a sense of passion!

Then...try it!

With a touched enthusiasm, Zhan Xiage started his study at the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School. However, his training as a future special sniper is obviously too different from his imagination. There is no sniper rifle, no camouflage net, and no various precision optical telescopes.

It is said that according to school rules, only students who have been enrolled for more than two years are eligible to be exposed to weapons. Only after three years of enrollment can they have the opportunity to participate in live-fire training. Students with particularly excellent shooting results for more than five years of enrollment can be exposed to higher-level shooting techniques and weapons such as sniper!

What Zhan Xiage has to do now is, in addition to fighting with the bedding for three or four hours every day, doing internal affairs, just sit in the classroom and listen to the teacher talk about what ideological and morals, the good traditions of our army, the story of Xiaomi and rifles defeating the Japanese invading army, the comparison and distribution of military power in modern countries, combat psychology, world geography, and world history. The only thing that interested Zhan Xiage is fighting training classes.

Looking at his white karate suit, feeling the high-end product worth at least a thousand yuan per set in a sports goods store, the unique comfort and thickness of the body. Then looking at the white belt on his waist that represents the entry-level student, Zhan Xiage didn't know why, but after the initial novelty and excitement, his mood suddenly fell down.

An assistant teacher of the fighting department walked up to the group of students who had just joined the army for just a week. He was also wearing a karate robe. Looking at the black belt embroidered with seven golden silk threads on his waist, Zhan Xiage couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Just an assistant teacher was a seventh section of a karate black belt!

This is already the first-class level of Okinawa, Japan to participate in the world-class karate competition!

"Hello everyone, I am your assistant instructor in the fighting department. My name is Jin Zexi, but I don't think you need to remember my name, because after spending a day with me, you will give me a bunch of nicknames like perverts and bastards! I can tell you clearly that I am proud of having this title!"

Jin Zexi stared at more than 100 students who had just entered the Fifth Special Special School Elite Training School and said in a cold voice: "As an instructor, my biggest hobby is to torture you infinitely in the limited class time, and squeeze out all the ox, tears, snot, saliva, nosebleeds... all the beef and yellow dog treasures that can flow in the body! There is an old saying in China that is to sweat more during daily training and bleed less when you go to the battlefield! In my eyes, sweating is far from enough. My greatest wish is to help all of you replace blood several times in the next six years!"

"Don't be afraid of being injured during training. There is a small hospital in our underground training ground. The best surgeons in the army are waiting for you there. The plasma prepared in the blood bank is enough for you to jump in and take a shower. Don't be afraid of sacrificing during training. Our Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School has military medals. If you are really exhausted during training and tortured by me, we will send a military medal to your home and tell your parents in a letter of praise written in big red paper that you have sacrificed your life for the country and become real warriors, martyrs, and heroes!"

"Don't think I'm joking. Each of our instructors has a quota for normal deaths of students during training. I am the kind of super pervert who always exceeds the task!" Jin Zexi pointed outside the training ground and sternly said: "Now I will give you a chance. Those who don't want to be tortured by me will go out now! As long as my fighting training class starts, you have only two choices. One is to complete all the training courses I stipulate and finally climb out of the training ground; the other is that you are exhausted in the training ground and let someone carry you out! There is no other possibility!"

"Storm and Clouds of Prosperity", http:///sharebook.asp?bl_id=78486, a man was born to open up the world. He followed the army of the Western Expedition and embarked on the road of conquest. Should he change the world? Or was he changed by the world? This may not be a problem. Let's take a look.
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