Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 68 Hell Week Begins
"Calm down. The high school team is doing this to provoke us so they have an excuse to eliminate us."

Standing in the cold mud, Chang Ning lowered his voice to explain the high school team's intentions to Xiao Zhuang, while trying to distract himself.

The temperature dropped sharply at night, and they were still standing in the mud. If they didn't find something to do to distract themselves, Changning might not have been able to hold on.

Having good physical fitness and being able to withstand the cold are two different things. Even if Chang Ning's physical strength is four times that of an ordinary person, he will still shiver in the face of cold.

After hearing Chang Ning's explanation, Xiao Zhuang calmed down. He thought that if he were eliminated, Miao Lian would be disappointed, and Xiao Zhuang didn't want Miao Lian to leave the military with regret and disappointment.

"Changning, I understand, thank you."

The high school team had seen the rookies' condition in the mud pit, and that was exactly the result he wanted.

Is being a special forces soldier so easy? Their combat environment is often even harsher than this. If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, you might as well go back early, so as not to endanger yourself and your comrades.

Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang were caught whispering to each other by Gao Zhong, but he didn't stop them. It's not against the rules for comrades to encourage each other.

"How was it? The mud pit must have been unpleasant, you all started shivering."

To be honest, this is just the beginning. The training that follows will be a hundred times more rigorous, and some of the projects will even exceed your expectations.

Anyone regretting it? If so, go outside now, take off your helmet, put it under the national flag, and leave.

I guarantee that every soldier who leaves will have hot water and food.

These foods include all kinds of meat, including those that fly in the sky, swim in the water, and run on the ground.

If you want to eat something, I'll have the cook prepare it for you. The meal allowance for us special forces soldiers is pretty good.

Of course, that's on the condition that you give up on this selection process.

The high school team stood by the mud pit, holding a megaphone and explaining the benefits of withdrawing from the selection process.

Judging from his posture, he was practically reciting the menu to the soldiers.

In the mud pit, many people started salivating and their stomachs rumbled as the high school team leader spoke to them.

The soldiers standing at the very edge looked at each other, and after confirming their understanding, they climbed out of the mud pit without saying a word, lowered their heads, and silently walked towards the flagpole.

No one laughed at them; everyone has the right to choose their own life.

"As expected, there are still smart people. You fools in the mud are not as good as those people just now. At least they could see the situation clearly."

The rookies didn't react this time, probably because they all thought the high school team leader wasn't a good person, which triggered the rookies' rebellious mentality.

Standing in the crowd, Chang Ning could sense the changes in everyone's emotions; this was something that could only be experienced personally and couldn't be explained in words.

To put it simply, one's appearance reflects one's inner state. Newbies are generally young and lack deep cunning, so they can't remain calm even when faced with a major crisis.

Therefore, their psychological changes can be seen from their facial expressions.

As an anomaly, Chang Ning's face remained completely expressionless from beginning to end.

He knew that the high school team's purpose in using words to provoke and insult them was to eliminate rookies whose mental fortitude was inadequate.

Everyone knows what the high school team is after, so why should Chang Ning take these words to heart? Just treat them like nonsense.

"Alright, I've never seen such stupid newbies like you. Dinner can be served!"

Seeing that the rookies remained silent, the senior team knew this tactic wasn't working and immediately moved on to the next stage. Although the selection training was brutal, they weren't actually deprived of food.

If the human body doesn't take in energy and engages in excessive physical training, health problems will arise. This is common knowledge that ordinary people know; how could an old special agent like yourself not know it?

As soon as the high school captain waved his hand, special forces soldiers came up and handed over a pile of pre-prepared field rations one by one.

The newbies were starving, so they hurriedly tore open the packaging and started eating, some of them choking and coughing.

"Hey Gray Wolf, look, the rookies are choking. To show our hospitality, let's give them some water quickly," said Team Leader Gao.

Upon hearing what the team leader said, Chang Ning, who was in the pit, immediately sped up his eating. Even though he almost choked because the compressed biscuits were too dry, he still had to eat faster.

Would a high school team be so kind as to offer them water? He'd rather believe pigs could fly than believe a high school team would be so kind; they'd definitely be getting on the water truck.

The gray wolf standing nearby understood immediately, trotted to the water truck, connected the water hose, turned on the valve, and headed towards the mud pit with the water tap in hand.

Before Chang Ning traveled through time, he watched movies and TV shows with special forces elements, and the probability of high-pressure water guns appearing on screen was exceptionally high.

Seeing Chang Ning eating so quickly, the medic seemed to be deep in thought, and then he also sped up his eating.

"Chang Ning, slow down. The high school team isn't urging us on. Be careful not to choke."

Seeing Chang Ning eating so voraciously, Xiao Zhuang kindly reminded him.

"I advise you to eat quickly, or you won't have a chance to eat later."

Even opening your mouth in front of a high-pressure water gun is a luxury.

The dry, compressed biscuits tasted alright, but they were a bit harsh on the throat. Chang Ning was ready and waiting to receive the water from the high school team, which would also help soothe her dry throat.

"for……"

Before Xiao Zhuang could finish speaking, a powerful jet of water splattered across his face.

When Xiao Zhuang opened his eyes in a disheveled state, he realized that the compressed biscuits in his hand had already been washed into the muddy water.

Xiao Zhuang completely shielded Chang Ning from disaster. The gray wolf was originally targeting Chang Ning, but Xiao Zhuang deliberately got closer to talk to her, and was then sprayed by the gray wolf with a high-pressure water gun.

"Everyone pick up the military rations that have fallen into the mud and eat them! Not a single penny of the Chinese army's military budget is allowed to be wasted!"

The scene of Xiao Zhuang's biscuits being washed into the mud puddle was witnessed by Gao Zhong, who immediately spoke up.

What could Xiao Zhuang say? He bent down, picked up the softened biscuits, stuffed them all into his mouth, and swallowed them.

It was impossible to chew; the biscuits, mixed with sand and dirt, were gritty and made my mouth water.

Realizing he had mistaken the person, Gray Wolf calmly turned his gun on Chang Ning.

Chang Ning himself was naturally more than happy to accept this, as he happened to be thirsty.

The water jets from the high-pressure water guns directly knocked the unsuspecting novices off balance.

Seeing this, the high school team leader shouted sternly: "Do you regret it or not? If you regret it, then withdraw."

There's nothing shameful about making peace with yourself. If you leave, you'll find hot water and delicious meals waiting for you. Why suffer like this here?

Despite knowing it was training, Chang Ning repeatedly told himself that the high school team was talking nonsense.

This time he really couldn't hold back. As long as he didn't quit and start arguing with the high school team, it wasn't a big deal. At most, he would just be targeted.

The first phase of Hell Week focuses on training newbies physically and mentally, and Chang Ning felt she could handle it.

So Chang Ning began to fight back: "You bunch of perverts in the high school team! Are you all psychologically abnormal, and do you enjoy torturing people?"

"But if I may be so bold, this is nothing more than a tickle!" Hearing Chang Ning's sarcasm, the high school team leader walked up to him, grabbed him by the collar, and dragged him to the edge of the mud puddle: "Do you regret coming here? If you do, then write a report!"

Chang Ning and Gao Zhong met eyes, their gazes meeting without any attempt to dodge.

"Report: I have no regrets!"

If only one person can join Wolf Fang in the end, I believe that person will definitely be me!
"And if you eliminate everyone, then I'll be the last one eliminated!"

"Since you don't want to quit, then you can continue to enjoy yourself!"

The high school team leader shoved Chang Ning back into the mud pit, then got up and roared:
"Listen up, all of you, if you don't regret participating in the selection..."

From this moment forward, you will have only one answer in your hearts: loyalty to the motherland! Loyalty to the people!

Everything else is bullshit!
You must remember this sentence firmly in your minds and engrave it in your subconscious!

Otherwise, get out!

"Loyal to the motherland! Devoted to the people!"

Chang Ning stood in the pit, enduring the water pressure, and shouted these words with all his might.

With him taking the lead, the other newbies all followed suit.

However, it seems to have the opposite effect. The high school team did not stop "persecuting" them, but instead intensified their efforts.

"Grey Wolf, from now on, if these rookies still have the energy to shout slogans, I'll teach you a lesson!"

"Yes!"

When Gray Wolf saw that Captain Gao had spoken, he adjusted the pressure of the water gun. As a result, no one in the mud pit who was hit by the water flow could stand up.

Even Chang Ning staggered under the powerful water pressure, and the mud was so soft that her feet had much less grip on the ground.

"Nice slogans! But that won't stop me from continuing to insult you newbies!"
Do you know why I'm insulting you? Because you're newbies! You asked for it! I didn't force you to come, so you deserve it! If you can't stand it, get out; if you can, stay and enjoy yourself!

At this point, the high school team leader glanced at Chang Ning. Apart from his emotional outburst just now, Chang Ning had performed exceptionally well in all aspects of training, from verbal abuse to seemingly unreasonable physical training.

If it weren't for the fact that the records showed Chang Ning had never received military training since childhood, the senior officer would have suspected that this guy had re-enlisted.

Do you regret it?

The high school team seized the opportunity and continued to tempt the rookies who came for training to withdraw from the selection process.

Chang Ning: "Loyal to the motherland! Loyal to the people!"

Newbies: "Loyal to the motherland! Serving the people!"

Looks like we need to make an example of someone.

Seeing that the rookies had been temporarily integrated by Chang Ning, the high school team immediately changed their strategy.

"You, yes. It's you, newbie, what are you laughing at?"
Is the training ridiculous? Or do I look ridiculous?

Just as they were deciding which chicken to kill as a warning to the monkey, medic Shi Dafan caught the eye of the high school team leader.

He won't choose Changning; the high school team has figured out Changning quite well.

This guy seemed to know their tricks very well, not falling for them at all, incredibly steady. How could such a mentality appear in a 19-year-old, a young man full of youthful vigor? This aroused a deep curiosity in the high school team leader.

"I've been like this since I was a child, I'm used to it," Shi Dafan chuckled as he responded to Gao Zhong.

The high school team leader shoved the food he wasn't holding into the mud and yelled, "Pick it up and eat it!"

Although Shi Dafan sped up his eating to keep up with Chang Ning, he still consciously controlled his pace to avoid choking, so he still had a little bit left uneaten.

Upon hearing the high school team leader's order, Shi Dafan chuckled, picked up the biscuit, opened his mouth, and ate it without hesitation, his mouth full of mud.

"tasty!"

This guy is ruthless. I don't know if he said it intentionally or unintentionally, but it sounded like a provocation.

We're all young people in our teens and twenties now, not the battle-hardened elite special forces soldiers of the Lone Wolf B Team who will be seasoned in the future. If we have a temper, we won't hide it.

Seeing this, Chang Ning stood in the mud pit and shook his head. If he were Shi Dafan, he would never have said those provocative words.

That's a huge loss.

As expected, just as Chang Ning thought, the high school team wouldn't tolerate Shi Dafan.

The high school team loved those who provoked him. He glared at Shi Dafan, grabbed a pile of field rations, and threw them into the mud: "Eat them all!"

Looking at the pile of field rations thrown into the mud pit, Shi Dafan's smile vanished. He knew he had gone too far, but what could he do now?
In the military, you must obey orders. If you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low. If you dare to disobey, the squad leader has a thousand ways to make you submit.

Seeing Shi Dafan's face turn ugly, Captain Gao laughed: "If you eat one less, I'll punish the whole of you!"
If you can't finish it, have the person next to you eat it for you! You're in the same boat! Let them freeze it for half an hour, then rinse it clean!

After finishing his speech, Team Leader Gao picked up his megaphone and left, feeling reassured with Gray Wolf watching over him.

In the mud pit, Shi Dafan looked down at the field rations, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and began to eat, suppressing his discomfort.

Think that's all? Don't forget the gray wolf standing guard to the side, occasionally spraying Shi Dafan with a high-pressure water gun.

"Newbie, to prevent you from choking, I'll give you some water. Don't rush, we'll take it slowly."

The usually jovial Gray Wolf now had a stern face and shouted at the other rookies, "I advise you to quit immediately. Why come here to suffer? Is the food in the company bad? Or is the dormitory not warm enough?"

As Shi Dafan was eating, he saw a hand with mud on the back of its hand appear in his field of vision. Looking up, he saw Chang Ning holding a high-pressure water gun and helping him share the food.

"I'm not quite full yet, would you mind sharing some with me?"

Chang Ning didn't offer any help. Every single one of the people who came to participate in the Wolf Fang selection training camp was a prodigy; they didn't need anyone's pity.

"Of course, I have many more here."

True friendship is revealed in times of adversity, and Chang Ning's actions touched Shi Dafan a little.

If his system had a feature to detect favorability, it would be constantly displaying: Shi Dafan's favorability +1... +1... +1.

Ostrich, Qiangzi, Xiao Geng, Xiwa, and Xiao Zhuang, who lived nearby, also joined in sharing the field rations, all using the same excuse: they weren't full.

The group of people huddled together, and the gray wolf didn't hold back, focusing his high-pressure water gun on them.

The other newbies also benefited from Chang Ning and the others, and the pressure on them was much less. Even so, a few people couldn't take it and chose to withdraw from the selection.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the newbies who hadn't given up were once again trapped in the pit.

The gray wolf continued to spray them with a high-pressure water gun until all the mud was washed off them before taking them back to the dormitory.

(End of this chapter)