The desert and the sea have always been two types of terrain in Yuan Wang's previous impression. This was the first time Yuan Wang saw the sea next to the desert with his own eyes on a plane.

The small plane landed at the bottom of a canyon about five kilometers away from the sea. Before landing, the pilot, the woman who took Yuan Wang to see the housekeeper, threw a bag to Yuan Wang.

Inside the bag were two sets of desert training uniforms and two ski masks, which are common bad guys' hoods, with only two eyes and one mouth exposed.

A man in his fifties wearing a desert training uniform and a bunny hat stood upright with his legs spread apart and his hands behind his back.

Yuan Wang got off the plane with his backpack and stood in front of the man. The man took out a round number from his pocket, tore it open, and stuck the number on Yuan Wang's left chest. Since it was an adhesive tape, the man stabbed it hard with two fingers.

On the number to increase the viscosity, Yuan Wang felt a pain in his ribs.

"My name is Yingying, and you will be number 37 from today on." Yingying turned around and left, looking back at Yuan Wang who was standing still: "Follow me."

Damn it! Let me tell you, if you work in a hotel with this attitude, you will be fired in a minute.

Yuan Wang followed.

Eagle: "During training, talking to people other than the instructor will be punished by caning. Using electronic devices will be punished by caning. Leaving the residence without authorization after ten o'clock in the evening will be punished by caning... The total score is 100 points, and you will be deducted. If you do not reach 60 at the end of the period, you will be punished."

Those who are divided will leave..."

After walking through the canyon, I discovered an oasis. This oasis is close to the canyon and is quite large. However, it is not very green, and the main terrain is the Gobi.

There is a row of containers near the canyon. These are modified containers, at least the doors have been modified.

Each container has a number on it. The eagle stopped in front of container No. 37 and said: "This is your residence. I give you five minutes to drink water, go to the toilet, and change clothes. The timer starts."

Military training? Yuan Wang couldn't understand, but five minutes was enough for him.

Yuan Wang changed his clothes, and Yingying called for a dune off-road vehicle, driven by a male instructor. Yingying got into the driver's seat, Yuan Wang got in, and the off-road vehicle headed south.

On the way, Yuan Wang saw a muscular man wearing a camouflage vest and a ski hat. The No. 11 brand was hanging on his belt. The strong man carried a huge piece of wood and struggled through the soft sand that was difficult to walk.

Walking. I fall down from time to time and try to stand up again.

"fight."

Yuan Wang: "Huh?"

Eagle said nothing and continued to drive. Yuan Wang understood the meaning, and the strong man was punished for fighting.

Soon Yuan Wang arrived at his destination. It was a building. Yuan Wang looked carefully. Yes, there were streets, stores, and houses. Of course they were all dilapidated. But no matter how dilapidated they were, they were still man-made buildings made of sand, mud and stone.

"Cocolachi, three hundred and twenty-seven people. They were swallowed up by a storm thirty years ago, and the survivors migrated to a small town seventy kilometers away." The eagle stopped at a high place: "This is a basic combat training ground."

There is a laser battle going on at the training ground, using firearms that emit lasers to simulate combat. Five instructors are standing, one female instructor is sitting, and there are multiple electronic devices in front of them.

Female instructor: "No. 5 empty gun."

An instructor took out a loudspeaker and shouted: "No. 5 has an empty gun, 1 point will be deducted." He took out his notebook and recorded it.

Yingying and Yuan Wang stood high and looked towards the training ground: "Today's training is mid-range sniping." Yingying handed the binoculars to Yuan Wang.

Yuan Wang looked down and saw a building similar to a supermarket, with many human-shaped targets inside. The human-shaped targets moved in the supermarket at a slow speed. Each human-shaped target had its own decoration.

The eagle held out a photo: "Find this person."

Yuan Wang looked at the photo. It was a photo of a 30-year-old blond man wearing a blue scarf, with a real photo posted on the human-shaped target.

Next, the coach shouted: "No. 6 killed the wrong person, so 5 points will be deducted."

This humanoid target not only moves, but also rotates, so you don't have much chance of seeing the front.

Coach: "No. 1 completed the task in 12 minutes. The score is good and 3 points will be added."

Yuan Wang raised his hand: "I found a person who looks the same as him, but he has black hair and no scarf."

Eagle looked at the number on the photo and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Confirm target No. 101, over."

Coach: "Pause training."

After a while, a voice came from the intercom: "Target No. 101, black hair, beach shorts, white shirt, finished."

Eagle looked at Yuan Wang and said, "Failed to describe the target's attire in detail, so five points will be deducted."

Grass mud horse!

The Eagle walked down on foot. Several instructors saluted the Eagle. The Eagle returned the salute and took Yuan Wang with him to continue walking: "They are mercenaries, hired to conduct 10 days of practical firearms training for you."

Walking to the side shooting range, various firearms were placed next to it. Eagle glanced at it, picked up an AK, took the magazine from the table and handed it to Yuan Wang, pointing to the front: "Fixed target, fifty meters, three bullets, less than

24 points deducted.”

Yuan Wang looked at the eagle, but the eagle didn't look at him and said: "We can't have time to teach the new recruits Danzi. Without basic shooting skills, there is no point in participating in actual firearms training."

Yuan Wang often used AKs in his childhood, especially in his last year. He fought with gangs almost every night. Yuan Wang adjusted the firing method, loaded the bullet, knelt down on one knee and took aim, then pulled the trigger and fired three times.

The eagle took a telescope and looked at it for a while: "9 rings, 7 rings, 10 rings. If one ring is lower than the average of 24 rings, 3 points will be deducted."

Yuan Wang got a little angry. He didn't know that this was a routine emotional test. People are often treated unfairly in society, and emotional management is a very important personal ability. Soldiers do not need emotional control training, but special soldiers do.

The training on the other side was coming to an end. The candidates were withdrawn from the building. They were all wearing ski masks. It was hard to tell whether they were happy or frustrated. They did not line up and just found a shady place to stand or sit outside the lime line.

The distance between each other is no less than one meter, and no one is talking to each other.

Yuan Wang counted and found that there were eighteen people. Then why was he number 37? Are there still eighteen people who have not come out?

A truck drove over and the instructor shouted: "Today's practical training is over, get in the truck and go back to the camp."

The eagle looks at Yuan Wang, and Yuan Wang looks at the eagle: "Am I taking this car?"

Eagle nodded, what other car do you want to take?

Unable to communicate, Yuan Wang walked towards the car. Unexpectedly, the car had already started moving, and people who were not in the car were climbing on. Yuan Wang ran wildly and chased the car for fifty meters, and finally caught the side guardrail of the truck. Yuan Wang climbed up and fell into the truck.

During this time, no one reached out to help. Eighteen people were either sitting by the guardrail or in the middle, so crowded. Even so, no one talked. Yuan Wang felt an indescribable strangeness.

Yuan Wangting was curious, he had bumped in by mistake. How did these people come? According to the housekeeper, there were also official people.

When the truck arrived at the camp, everyone got off the bus and lined up to wash their hands. They walked to the dining car to get their plates and have dinner.

What's even weirder is that these people don't say anything and use their fingers to eat whatever food they want. Yuan forgets that the eagle only said that they couldn't talk to each other, but didn't say that they couldn't talk to the instructors and chefs. It seemed that they were on guard against each other.

baffling!

Yuan Wang followed others' instructions and took the food back to his room. He didn't close the door and looked outside. The people who had finished their meal put the plates and other cutlery into the bucket next to the dining car.
Chapter completed!