Don’t Pretend, I’m Actually Taking Special Forces

Zhang Shuai and the four were stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say, "Company commander, isn't this a bit too cruel? They have been training for so long, can their bodies still bear it?"

"That's their own business. Before tomorrow night, I have to filter out a rough list and start the next stage of training." Qin Yuan said casually.

The four of them looked at each other and saw that the company commander had said so, and they no longer hesitated at the moment. They immediately raised the high-pressure water gun in their hands and swept them into the quagmire unceremoniously.

The high-speed water flow hit them coldly, and a few recruits did not take precautions for a while, and their legs were soft and sat directly in the quagmire. However, they quickly adjusted their state, got up immediately, and continued to train.

"You only have one hour. When the time is up, those who fail to complete the task will be eliminated!" Qin Yuan shouted to the recruits.

"Yes!" Everyone roared in unison, their faces full of determination.

In the end, everyone completed the training, but they all seemed to be drained, lying directly in the mud, not wanting to move a single finger.

Qin Yuan glanced at the time, it was about ten o'clock in the evening, and he began to think about the next training plan.

"Company commander, it's so late, shouldn't it be time for them to rest?" Su Xiaoyu whispered, "After all, they are still recruits. They were trained so **** the first day that their bodies would be overwhelmed."

"Don't worry, I've thought of this for a long time, it's fine." Qin Yuan explained with a smile.

"That's good, I knew the company commander would be considerate."

"Hey, Xiaoyu, your flattering skills have regressed a lot, even I can see it." Zang Chong turned his head and glanced at him.

Su Xiaoyu snorted softly, and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, picked up the Red Bull can beside him, and drank it with a big gulp.

About five minutes later, Qin Yuan looked at the recruits and shouted, "Now, give you ten minutes to go to the dormitory to change into clean clothes, and then gather at the street lamp downstairs in the dormitory!"

"Yes!"

The recruits responded weakly, then supported each other and walked towards the dormitory.

After training for so long, they were really drained, and they felt that the amount of training they had in the past 20 years was not as much as they are today.

After returning to the dormitory, everyone took off their muddy clothes, and after a simple rinse, they changed into clean clothes and walked downstairs.

"Hey, it's already past ten o'clock in the evening, and the instructor still doesn't let us rest. Can't we train all night?" Zheng Qian couldn't help muttering. As he spoke, he yawned loudly.

"No way, this is called the Devil's Training Week. It is the only way to become a special forces soldier. Let's grit your teeth and persevere. Victory is just around the corner." Zhang Qi cheered to his comrades.

"Special forces, I don't know if I can become a soldier." Zhai Qing's face was full of yearning.

"Isn't it up to you, as long as you can stick to it until the end, you can definitely get your wish." Su Zhan said with a smile.

"Lend your auspicious words~www.NovelMTL.com~ Let's become special forces together, come on!"

"come on!"

"…"

When the recruits rushed downstairs, they saw Qin Yuan and the others standing under the street lamp at a glance, and there was a large stack of documents on the stool next to them.

"Everyone has it, start standing now!" Qin Yuan said to everyone.

"Yes!"

The recruits immediately straightened their chests and stood up in the most standard posture.

https://

Genius for a second to remember the address of this site: . Lewen Novel Network mobile version reading website: