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I’ve taken an hour to replenish the essence. I missed the last week and I’ve made up for it. I have time to check it out!

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Passing through a wall that is nearly five hundred meters long with camouflage nets and brown pigments, the entrance is two five meters high rope ladders in front and back, and then there are two rope walls that are not much shorter, as well as high and low balance beams, Irish high plates, cross nets, three continuous low walls, and three continuous two meters deep trenches...

Looking at these obstacle groups called exaggerated obstacles, my mouth was immediately opened to put down a big duck egg.

Needless to say, after we arrived at this "Jurassic Park", our training was immediately upgraded, and the military pentathlon movement was also pulled out. Under two military 500-meter obstacles with more than twenty obstacles, the familiar 400-meter military obstacle in the middle seemed to be insignificant, so small that my heart was pounding.

Perhaps these are not enough, so there are rows of military equipment next to it, a swamp trench about 30 meters long, and a cliff about 40 meters high, forming this shocking training ground.

Looking at these jaw-dropping things, thinking of the deadly training in the recruit company, it definitely makes people feel pessimistic about being desperate and overwhelmed.

I bet that no one here has ever seen such a perverted and full training ground with such a complete set of abuse tools, and every obstacle or equipment here can make you fall into an eternal nightmare. Anyway, I saw that the veterans and young officers turned a little pale.

"Hang your hands on the bar, first of all, pull up twenty each person..."

I will not give you any explanation, nor do I want to say anything more to you. The cold and icy "carnivores" have no feelings, their strong attitudes and contemptuous tone seem to tell you that you are ready to die after being humiliated.

There are more than 270 people. Although all these training ground equipment are the ones I have seen the most, the three-row horizontal bars and trapezoidal rods cannot be installed at all.

But the military police didn't care. There were five or six hanging on a bar. As long as there was a crack, he would stuff you in, and even put it in our ears with malicious intentions:

"There is too much garbage, so you have to clean it up as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no training equipment. Forget it... don't go up, or take a bus back to the army? Bath in the sun and talk about the mountains for a day. How comfortable, can you do it..."

As soon as he heard this, he didn't want these "cold-blooded dinosaurs" to speak again. The students in more than 270 immediately found their own positions and forced themselves into it. The last three rows of equipment were not enough, and even the taller parallel bars and their side bars were covered with people, crowded like a nest of upside-down bats, and the scene seemed surprisingly strange.

“1…2…3…”

Pull-up movement is not too difficult. Hold the lever with both hands, feet off the ground, and arms upwards forcefully to get the body off the ground until the chin is against the lever. As long as you repeat this movement, twenty is not too outrageous. Although twelve to sixteen is excellent for ordinary people, twenty is just for us vanguards.

but……

But why do we think these numbers are so slow? Copy! We only read a number in about ten seconds. Even these guys were walking around among us. They found that someone's movements were not standard and they wanted to chat there for a while. It took a long time to delay. In addition, we were in pain and wished that this "carnivore" would be mute.

Twenty pull-ups were done for almost three to five minutes. I never felt so painful to do pull-ups. As long as I could avoid these extremely terrifying twenty pull-ups, I would even be willing to give him twenty big loops. Looking at the bad looks of the five or six gendarmeries, we hung on them and really wanted to eat their meat, dig his heart to see if it was black or red.

"It's really a bunch of garbage. I did twenty pull-ups for three minutes. I reached this level in the recruit company. I still want to come to the 'park' base?"

Finally, I suffered the above torture. Although my arms were sore and numb, the military police said even more and more bloody, and then the words that made you want to die came one after another:

"In order to make you waste quickly become a real warrior, let's go for another two minutes to hang your arms..."

Fuck, are these guys still human? Everyone knows that slinging your arms is just 60 seconds long, and 70 seconds are extremely strong. For example, Peng Zheng and I are in good condition. If we try our best, it will be good to have ninety seconds. Do you want us to have two minutes? Let's try it? Looking at the girl who is talking slowly in front of me with her back to her with a proud back, I really want to kick him away and let him do a beautiful "Shad Falling Geese" pose, and it's best to make him fall into a dog and eat shit.

The sweaty ground on the head flowed down from the forehead. I had just run fifteen kilometers and seemed to have just recovered. Now, under this inhuman torture, the clothes on my chest have been wet. After persisting for about a minute, most of the physical strength had been consumed when doing pull-ups, and the movement of most people's arms hanging at ninety degrees has been deformed.

"Hehe, just be lazy! Let me hang it well. Whoever can't support it first and catch the twenty people who fell first. Sorry, please quit automatically!"

The grimly gendarmes finally showed their final intention. If everything we did before was torture, then what he said now was to murder deliberately, and to use up your physical strength first, and then impose a culprit on you, so that you will die without a place to bury me. I would be depressed. Do we have a grudge against you for killing your father? Let you treat us like this?

After hearing this "perverted dinosaur" words, who would use the flexion arm to hang it up, that would be a fool. He was immediately forced to enter the endurance test and lengthened his arms as much as possible to reduce the consumption of strength.

To put it bluntly, this project tests the grip of your fingers and the support of your arm muscles. Another most important thing is your perseverance. You should know that the vanguards who can go to the "park" training base are not ordinary people, and the strength difference will never be too big. At this time, it depends on who has strong willpower and who can support it until the last moment.

One minute, two minutes...five minutes...

Every minute and every second is simply a painful torture. His breathing is getting heavier and heavier in his ears. Everyone is trying their best to support themselves. Even under such inhuman torture, some soldiers can't help but roar because they are too hard.

One person takes the lead and echoes with others. This is a kind of cry that makes people feel desperate. It contains unwillingness and unyieldingness. He seems to roar all the dissatisfaction in our hearts, and also expresses our heart to fight all the time and the spirit of never giving up.

But the gendarmes seemed to be commonplace with these, and they did not stop them. They just looked at each of us with cold eyes, and even showed a smile on each other. Our pain seemed to point at something called pleasure in their bodies. I was even wondering if these guys were the remnants of the Japanese devils' Unit 731 in the north of our country? What a group of perverts are really a group of perverts!—
Chapter completed!