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Regarding the incident that despised Comrade Wang Yulong and made him almost ashamed to death, I knew that Peng Zheng and I were not good enough. I knew from a moral point of view, we are shameful, we are dirty, we...

But in a certain way, we helped him. We understand the immaturity of this child. We must know that our goal is to be China's top special forces, so we have to survive no matter how great the suffering is. Even when we saw him waving my belief in vain, I did not fall to the ground and then step on him hard and spit on two spits. I think I am already very kind.

"All collection!"

"Wow...Wow..."

When Wang Yulong finally got up in tears, we were not able to recover completely, and when the last few soldiers rushed into the base and watched us breathe a little while, but after all, we could rest for a while, the military police were unhappy again, and immediately issued a loud order. Even the wolf dogs began to "scam" us in a daze. My character was even more like an instructor than an instructor.

Everyone knows the power of the army wolfdogs. With these four guys beside each other, there is no need for the military police to talk too much. We have to stand up obediently under the fierce stare of these eight dogs. These four wolfdogs seem to be very qualified as instructors. As soon as they hear the military police orders to us, they will be more fierce than anyone else. If the military police think that we have followed his request and stop shouting, the four wolfdogs will immediately shut their mouths.

But they were lying there, no matter how I looked at it, I really wanted all of these military police to disappear. I shot them one by one and turned them into my delicious meal, and I could have a dog meat hotpot that makes people drool and drool.

Because these guys are so hateful, they are typically dependent on human power. Under pressure, we can only lament helplessly in our hearts, and only shake our headaches and cry out that the tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by the dog.

As expected, after only one ten kilometers, the military police did not let us go. They smiled and took us to the huge training ground. With a command, we lay on the ground for physical training for push-ups. However, the military police seemed not satisfied with the way we had been familiar with, and they began to try different ways to torture us. Looking at the grin on their faces, I really doubt whether they have the genetic bloodline of German Nazis. Even if it is not very likely, they are close relatives.

The order was to do 300 push-ups for each person, but when it was actually executed, it turned out to be 600. Hehe, when it arrived in "Jurassic Park", even doing push-ups was different. In the past, they were done with both hands, but today they were done with one hand and one hand to rotate.

Moreover, these perverted guys thought it would be difficult to deal with us. The number 200 people were divided into three batches and they ran into the swamp to take a "mud and water health bath". When their bodies fell, they were covered in yellow mud. The water was so deep that even their faces were sinking. I wonder what was still stuck in the broken mud and water in the deep and moon.

If someone thinks that the mud and water are too dirty and wants to raise his head, but before your head is fully raised, a big slap is slap on it, and a slap will knock you into the hell of the mud and water again. After drinking two sips of mud and water, you have to honestly make every move extremely standard.

If anyone can't hold on and can't do it anymore, the gendarmes won't look at you and give you some affection? Their roaring voices resounded throughout the training ground:

"If you finish it, go to eat immediately and line up into the cafeteria. If you haven't finished it, run around the training ground for twenty laps. Breakfast?! Hehe, you guys will give up!"

The result was of course terrible. When we came out of the swamp with mud and water, I finally knew why the medical staff in the infirmary specially added a few anti-infection pills to me when I left, because in this case, it was too easy to get infected with the wound.

Although I have taken the medicine, I still have to be glad that I was not seriously injured at that time, the hole in my forehead was not big, and it had scarred after a night of rest. Otherwise, it would be hard to say that I could not donate my country under such almost perverted training.

We were covered in mud and wet, and our hands were covered in mud. We stood on the training ground panting, but there were still nearly twenty comrades who did not persevere. They were tortured by the military police and were powerless, so they had to run around the training ground for another twenty laps. They were still hungry and thirsty. It seemed that they would have to survive today.

We arrived at the canteen of the training base again. Everyone was tired and hungry. We smelled the aroma of steamed buns from afar, which made our stomachs whisper. The team was led by the military police in front of the canteen and sang a song "Unity is strength". We sang it quickly and loudly, but in fact, everyone's eyes had long been attracted by the steaming spirit in the canteen.

"First column, enter!"

Looking at our greedy look, a sneer flashed across the military police's faces, and they didn't talk long after singing. Unlike when they were in the company, the instructor or the company commander might give us a scolding and then lead the team in.

But as soon as we stepped into the cafeteria, we were all stunned.

The canteen in the base is actually very large. The half of the auditorium in the local school looks like this. The canteen is ventilated on all sides and is cleaned very clean. It is very comfortable to sit inside. Not to mention more than 200 people, we can even add two or three times. When we came here to eat yesterday, there were forty or fifty tables and stools, and there were bowls and chopsticks on the table. We just had to open our voices and eat.

But now? The furnishings in the canteen, which were originally set up very reasonably, all the stools have disappeared strangely, and there are only more than twenty tables left, and they are all placed in a straight line in the middle of the house. Each table is filled with steamed buns with large washbasins, and there are a few pickles next to the basin.

This time we had a lot of appetite. Looking at the hot steamed buns, we were secretly happy. In terms of portion size, it was much better than the food given to us by the "Black Heart Officer" when there was no formal training. Looking at the steamed buns, I am afraid that I can control my fullness today, but the problem is how to sit here? And without chopsticks and bowls, how can I eat it!

"There are all! So after all the staff arrive and enter the dining hall, they will follow the order to eat together!"

The military police squad leader who led the troops said coldly!
Chapter completed!