Soldiers Assault: Starting from the 7th Steel Company

Chapter 95: Pig brain stewed with tofu, how does it taste?
Chengcai is gone.

Although he fought hard and had a debate with Yuan Lang for more than an hour, he was defeated again in the end.

No one knows what Yuan Lang said to Chengcai.
All I know is that after Chengcai walked out of the evaluation room, he was completely depressed.

Even when Xu Sanduo talked to him, he hid far away, indicating that no one should come near him and he wanted to be alone.

Everyone thought he would find a quiet corner to have a good cry, but he chose to go back to the dormitory, change into his training uniform, and go through all the training subjects during his time in Team A.

No one stopped him because everyone understood that he needed an outlet.

It is not about venting your dissatisfaction with others, but about punishing yourself.

But no matter how hard or tired he was, he still had to pack up and leave.

This is the cruelty of Team A.

Xu Sanduo spent a lot of money to buy Chengcai a copycat version of the sniper rifle scope. Wu Liuyi, Chen Jiang and others wanted to see him off, but Chengcai declined.

Xu Sanduo understood what he meant. He didn't want everyone to see him crying, so no one should see him off and let him leave quietly.

As he himself said:
From the moment he stepped onto the train for new recruits, he had chopped himself down into a bare telephone pole, and now he had to go back to find his own branches and vines.

Four comrades also left together. They were all considered by Yuan Lang and his team to be not good enough in the test.

Wu Zhe ultimately did not submit his "accusation" because, as Yuan Lang himself said, everything he did was to stimulate their potential. At the same time, he allowed Wu Zhe to serve as a base patrol. As long as he was still in Team A, he could report any violations directly to the railway team leader.

In this way, Wu Zhe naturally had no reason to leave on his own initiative.

He and Chen Jiang, Xu Sanduo and Wu Liuyi who stayed behind became the final winners of this selection of Team A.

Two-thirds of the roommates in one dormitory stayed, which set a record since the establishment of Team A.

But everyone had no chance to celebrate at all. The training became more rigorous and closer to actual combat, and Chen Jiang was even worse off. He could only find time to study on his own during his scarce and precious rest time.

When there were things he didn't understand, he found that in addition to asking the teacher, he could also consult Wu Zhe. After all, he had academic qualifications and knew a lot.

The days passed one by one, and it seemed that this kind of busyness was called fulfillment, and everyone was used to it.

But often when things are out of the ordinary there must be something fishy going on.
There was no regular breakfast that day. Each person only had a big bowl of pig brain stewed with tofu, nothing else.

While eating, Yuan Lang said to everyone with a smile, "Today's food is very nutritious. We will be running a long distance later, so don't complain of being hungry if you don't have enough energy."

When everyone heard this, they picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

There is no such thing as picky eating in the army. If there is, it only means that the unit you are in is not formal enough, because your squad leader will have a thousand ways to cure this bad habit of yours.

What's more, in a special forces unit like Team A that undergoes high-intensity training, as long as they have normal food to eat and it is hot, that's already good enough.

Chen Jiang also started eating. Having been a special police officer in his previous life, he was naturally very familiar with this little trick. Because he saw many veterans who had been in the team for many years laughing while eating, he could guess what it was.

"Sanduo, eat slowly and don't overeat!" Chen Jiang kindly reminded Xu Sanduo when he saw him get another big bowl.

Xu Sanduo smiled and said, "It's okay. My family was very poor when I was young. How could we afford pork? So we treasured pig brains and other offal that others didn't want to eat. This pig brain stewed with tofu is quite tasty."

"Well, it's really well made, but it lacks a little chili sauce, otherwise it would be more refreshing." Wu Liuyi also ate it with relish.

After confirming that he would stay in the team, Wu Liuyi's enthusiasm for training was unprecedentedly high. Now there are only two non-commissioned officers in the base, him and Xu Sanduo, and Xu Sanduo has a high probability of being promoted, after all, he is still young.

He was different. Unless he had meritorious service like Chen Jiang, and was particularly outstanding, he would most likely only be able to take the technical sergeant route. And did Squadron A really need technical sergeants? His academic qualifications were not high enough, so he was very anxious, and this anxiety turned into a huge motivation.

Yuan Lang had very good ears. After hearing Wu Liuyi's words, he immediately stood up, took out a bottle of chili sauce from the kitchen, and handed it to Wu Liuyi.

"Liuyi, here, this hot sauce is good, made in Sichuan, definitely spicy enough, eat more!"

"Wu Zhe, you should eat too. You eat too little. Look how thin you are!"

Yuan Lang also teased Wu Zhe. In fact, after the last incident, Wu Zhe's grudge against Yuan Lang had almost been eliminated. The reason why he ate less was simply because he really didn't like pig brains.

I always feel that things like pig heads and pig brains are a mockery of high IQ.

However, there is only this kind of breakfast today, and if I eat less, I will not be able to run later.

So he obeyed and filled another half bowl.

After finishing breakfast, I went out to line up, but was stopped by Yuan Lang.

"Those who have registered, please line up on the left! The rest of you will be led to the training ground by your respective team leaders."

"Chen Jiang!"

"To!"

"Wu Liuyi!" "Here!"

He called out about a dozen team members, and after a simple formation, he ordered them to board a minibus, which was actually driven out of the base.

"Huh? What is this today? A picnic in the suburbs?" Wu Zhe couldn't help but whisper.

"You're dreaming. I think they're probably going to take us dozens of kilometers away and let us run back by ourselves." Wu Liuyi still remembered what Yuan Lang said about running a long distance, so he ate quite full.

"Impossible? So simple? A few dozen kilometers should be easy for people like us, right? I don't think it should be that easy." Even Xu Sanduo felt that Yuan Lang could not have set up such a simple training program.

"Don't guess!"

Yuan Lang, who was sitting in the front row, turned around at this time.
"We don't have any training missions today, we're just going to watch the show! I'm going to reiterate the rules now: Once we get to the show, no talking or asking questions without permission. Do you understand?"

"Listen clearly!"

"Okay, then let's all sleep in the car! We have a long drive!"

Since we are watching a play, why do we need to talk and ask questions?

Although everyone was confused, an order was an order, so they could only use this opportunity to close their eyes and rest.

After arriving at Team A, sleeping is a luxury, so the people here have developed a unique skill: at any time and in any place, if sleeping is allowed, they can fall asleep in seconds while standing.

Just a short while later, snoring sounds were heard everywhere in the carriage.

"These guys." Yuan Lang smiled bitterly, lowered his hat a little, and hurried to catch up on his sleep.

After about two hours, the minibus finally stopped at the foot of a mountain.

"We're here, everyone get off the bus and line up!"

Chen Jiang and the others had just woken up, and it was so nice to have a good sleep.

Looking around, this place was not much different from the place where Team A had taken them out for training before. It was just as remote and deserted.

Because there were only a few people, after a simple formation, Yuan Lang began to call everyone to follow.

At this time, Chen Jiang discovered that among the people he brought out today, except for the four people in their group, the others were those selected last year, and none of the "old birds" came.

All this further confirmed his guess.

After walking about a few hundred meters inside, the scene inside was completely different.

The security here is very tight, with rows of armed police soldiers standing guard with guns, as if facing a powerful enemy.

Yuan Lang presented his ID and relevant documents, and the soldiers guarding the outer sentry post saluted and let him pass.

"What's going on today?" Wu Zhe muttered softly.

He was trying to find the tiny flaws left by the opponent, because the old A players often do this.

But to his disappointment, the arrangement this time was a bit too realistic.

Soon, they arrived at their destination, which was a relatively open space with no obstructions around it. There were several large locust trees in the middle, and the flowers and plants under the trees looked particularly lush, which made it look a little weird.

No one spoke anymore, just wondering what was so interesting here.

A few minutes later, several police cars roared in, followed by a prison van and three military trucks full of armed police soldiers.

Judging from the scale, it has the strength of a full squadron.

Two leaders got out of the car. One of them was actually a colonel in the armed police force, and the other wore a white shirt under his police uniform, and his rank was not low either.

Yuan Lang walked up to the two of them and saluted them. After a few simple greetings, he began to discuss something.
After a while, Yuan Lang walked towards Chen Jiang and the others.
At this time, several prisoners wearing black hoods were escorted out of a prison van. Behind each of them were two armed police officers with live ammunition. The atmosphere was completely different.

The armed police officers and soldiers on the military trucks had already rushed to various locations with Type 81 rifles and Type 56 submachine guns in hand to once again carry out strict control of the surroundings.

"This time it really looks real. Hey, man, are there live ammunition in your Type 81 rifle?"

Wu Zhe quietly greeted the armed police soldier closest to him, but the other party just responded with a cold look, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"No talking! I've stressed this rule!"

Yuan Lang growled over in a low voice.

"Today is a rare opportunity in your military career to see blood. Special forces must not only be accurate and steady, but also shed blood. Soldiers who have never seen blood will face too many uncertainties once they go to the battlefield. So, when they open fire later, no one is allowed to close their eyes! Otherwise, I will ensure that you will be like the 'paratroopers who dare not jump' and be kicked out of Squadron A!"

(End of this chapter)