Seeing that One Bar Two had nothing to say, Qiao Shan shouted with a sullen face, "More than 200 people!
Let me tell you, in our special forces, everyone is a combatant, from the captain to the sub-captain, to the team leader to the ordinary members. No one has the right to command others to charge and hide at the back.
Moreover, your military rank is the leading role in the charge no matter which team you are in. What right do you have to wave a shovel and shout for others to charge! "
Qiao Shan stared at One Bar Two for two seconds. Seeing that he didn't speak anymore, she asked loudly, "So, you're eliminated. Any other questions?"
Seeing that One Bar Two had lowered his head, Qiao Shan's gaze swept across the eliminated team again. She took a deep breath and asked, "Anyone else has any objections?"
— —
A few minutes later, the 87 people who had been eliminated were taken away. An Jingzhe walked to the front of the team.
Looking at the participants who looked a little excited because they had passed the first day of the selection, he asked loudly, "Does everyone feel that today was exciting?"
"Exciting!"
"Exciting!"
After a few veterans in the team took the lead, everyone shouted at the top of their lungs in unison.
"Okay, then next, I'll show everyone something even more exciting!" An Jingzhe shouted and retreated to the side.
Behind him, a projection screen that was more than 200 inches long was slowly lowered. Then, the light from the projector behind him hit the screen.
The screen was playing the footage taken by the drone. There was no soundtrack, and it wasn't carefully edited. The screen was simply projecting some footage of the three previous operations of the special forces.
In the beginning, there were only some shots of killing the enemy. Then, the scene gradually became intense and strange. Bullets were shot, explosions, and flames flew together.
Although the scene wasn't as grand and exciting as in the movies, every enemy fell, every blood splatter was absolutely real.
Just as the blood on the bodies of the "audience" below began to gradually heat up.
The scene changed. In the darkness of the night and the flames, armed personnel rushed up in a dense crowd.
After being directly hit by an RPG rocket, the machine gunner's body was stained with blood.
Xiaolu, who was seriously unconscious after being shot twice, was still holding the backpack tightly.
The medical center was surrounded by wounded people who were wrapped in bloody bandages …
Looking at the crazily charging enemies, the bloody battlefield, and their heavily wounded comrades, the "spectators" below all started to feel numb all over. A chill rose from their hearts and backs and quickly spread to their entire bodies.
Just as everyone was shocked by the cruelty of the real battlefield, the camera switched to aerial photography.
On the screen, more than 20 soldiers were carrying Type 81 rifles that gleamed with a cold light. They rushed out of a wooden house and faced an enemy that was several times their size.
Then, more and more people were shot and fell, and bayonets pierced into their flesh …
The video stopped abruptly at this point, and the "audience" in the team fell into a dead silence. Some of them were so shocked that their expressions became sluggish, while others were so excited that their entire bodies trembled.
An Jingzhe walked to the front of the group again. After taking in everyone's expressions, she raised her voice and said, "I didn't show you this to stir up emotions or motivate you. I just want you to see what real combat is.
Once you choose to join, what kind of missions you will carry out in the future and what kind of scenes you will face.
The real battlefield is cruel. It is ten times, a hundred times crueler than you can imagine! No one is the main character in a movie. Bullets will fly around you. Death and disability will follow you like a shadow!
Tonight, all of you can have a good rest. Don't worry, there will be no emergency assembly, nor will there be any sudden attacks.
You can have a good sleep. You can also take the opportunity to think carefully about whether you are really suitable to be a member of such a force.
There is nothing to be ashamed of if you want to quit. There will be a car waiting outside the dormitory after breakfast tomorrow. You don't have to write anything or say anything. Just take your luggage and get in the car quietly.
Soon, you can return to your previous force. I promise, no one will say anything!
Do you understand? "
"Understood!" The response in the queue was unusually neat.
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After dawn, the reveille sounded, and the originally quiet barracks instantly came to life.
The slogans of gathering in front of each camp rose and fell one after another. Then, neat square formations began to move. Some were taken to the large training ground, some began to run laps around the entire camp, and some were directly taken to the back of the mountain to start cross-country.
When it was close to seven o 'clock, the teams were brought back one after another. After a short time to wash up and tidy up the house, they lined up again and marched to their respective cafeterias in orderly steps.
Around 7: 30, a song before breakfast began to rise and fall in the air above the camp …
The cafeteria of the special forces had not been fully expanded. Half of the second floor of the drone teaching team's cafeteria was set aside for the two hundred people who participated in the election.
Qu Sen happily stuffed breakfast into his mouth while looking at Young Master Xu, who was not far away with his hand wrapped in bandages and struggling to hold chopsticks. The smile on his face never disappeared.
"I say, Comrade Captain, you have played enough for the past few days. Shouldn't you do something serious?" Gu Shan muttered in dissatisfaction.
It couldn't be helped. It was fine to use the excuse of having a meeting once or twice. As the number of times increased, the few cadres of the teaching team realized that their captain was actually "playing" and was extremely immersed in "playing".
"It's business. Isn't everyone almost done with their work? It's just a small meeting. There's no need to be so nervous." All the preparations were being carried out in an orderly manner, which made Qu Sen very relaxed.
The importance he attached to it also plummeted.
"The inspection team from the division will come down tomorrow. Can you please be more serious?" Gu Shan rolled her eyes gloomily.
"Ah? Come down for inspection tomorrow? Check what? Is there anything we haven't done with the preparation work? "Qu Sen finally became more serious.
"It looks like the preparation is almost done. The newly written teaching materials have been sent to the military for review. Other than the guest house that is not completed yet, there shouldn't be any other problems." Gu Shan thought about it and answered.
"Then that's it. Since everything is ready, then everyone should do what they need to do. The people coming down from the division are definitely acquaintances, and they won't nitpick.
If they find any problems, we'll continue to change it. "Qu Sen heard that there was no problem, and he returned to his carefree appearance again.
"Old Qu, there's something you really need to do." Kou Hai waited for Gu Shan to be completely speechless before he sat there and spoke.
"Say it!"
"The police drone training machine will be delivered in a few days. Should the teaching materials for that area be compiled separately? After all, we still have to train the instructors for them."
"Tsk, some things have to be changed." Qu Sen smacked his lips, thought for a while, and waved his hand. "I'll take care of it. I have the drawings and performance parameters of the police training machine. I'll think about it when I have time today."
At first, the police wanted to directly order a batch of finished products for the teaching team to use for teaching. Later, after referring to the plan of the military model, they decided to design a special training machine.
However, the current drone team at "715" was a bit inefficient. They dawdled for almost two months before they handed over the drawings of the trainer model to the police communication factory. Then, there was testing and scheduling for production, and it had been delayed until now.
However, Qu Sen had already asked for the drawings and performance parameter table from Liu Zhiquan. After looking at it, he found that it was not much different from the current military model of the trainer model, so he did not care too much.
When Kou Hai mentioned it, Qu Sen felt that it was better to help them compile a set of teaching materials. After all, the car he drove and the fuel ticket he used were all supported by the public security system.
Now, everyone in the drone teaching team knew that the police small drone was developed by Qu Sen's team, so naturally, no one objected when he said that he had settled the teaching materials. After breakfast, everyone went to do their own things.
After Qu Sen finished his class, he had already thrown the matter of compiling special teaching materials to the back of his mind. He ran excitedly to see how the special forces tortured the new recruits.
Little Six wanted to bring back a pile of logs as thick as an arm and let the new recruits carry the training plan, but in the end, it did not pass. The main reason was that in this era, wood as thick as an arm was really too expensive. There were suitable trees on the mountain, but they were all numbered by the forestry department, so no one dared to cut them down.
However, the suggestion of using logs to train the body and cultivate everyone's sense of teamwork was approved by the division. Therefore, a batch of oil rods (old-fashioned wooden electric poles) was transferred from the warehouse and sent over by truck.
While the special forces were being trained and selected, they were also given a task to explore and summarize the various methods and training intensity of the "wooden hugging" training.
Because of this, Little Six was scolded badly by everyone, because not only was "wooden hugging" training added to the training of the new recruits, but the old people also had to follow suit.
The oil rods not only had the color of the anti-corrosion oil on them faded and stained the hands and clothes, but they had not been polished and were full of Xiao Mao thorns.
"I say, are you guys stupid? Find a few angle grinders and rub it with sandpaper, and the thorns will be gone.
This stupid thing is full of anti-corrosion oil, and your hands will be full of holes. You're not afraid of infection. "After Qu Sen laughed for a while, he gave the group of bitter faces an idea.
An Jingzhe originally wanted everyone to "polish" the oil rods with their hands, but when he heard Qu Sen say that the anti-corrosion oil could easily be infected when it pierced the flesh, he felt that it made sense. Therefore, he immediately asked someone to find an angle grinder.
After a while, the burrs on the oil rods were clean, but Qu Sen also became the target of everyone's complaints.
An Jingzhe had previously felt that the oil rods were too light, so when he saw the angle grinder, he suddenly had an idea and ran to the guesthouse construction site to borrow the carpenter's electric saw.
He asked someone to cut a right angle on each rod, and then used a steel wire to tie the four rods into a group. Not only was the weight enough, but it was also too heavy.
The oil rods were originally hardwood, so they were not light. Four rods were tied together, so it was easy to imagine how heavy they would be.
In order to test the training effect and average endurance, Comrade Old An even let everyone train as if their lives depended on it. This tired the group of silly deers. After half a day, none of them could straighten their backs.
The selection and training of the candidates was actually not that mysterious. It was just an intensive training on top of ordinary military subjects.
Of course, the special forces also had various training options, such as piloting, helicopter landing, and so on. However, most of those would only start after the official members were confirmed.
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