Hunter watched the youngster's back view and suddenly lifted his rifle. "Since all of you are so capable, this place is ten kilometers away from the training ground, nine o 'clock. From now on, all of you have to carry heavy weights and carry your backpacks."
"Ten kilometers? Walking? Carrying heavy weights? "What kind of training ground was that?
Hunter arched a brow. "It's just ten kilometers. Those who can't run, don't come. As for the seven people who were shot, you can wait here, someone will come to fetch you."
With that, Hunter lifted his leg and left. The sniper who had jumped down from the tree was also swift.
It was as though the forest ahead was nothing to them.
In the blink of an eye, the few figures disappeared into the bushes.
A voice could be heard faintly. "After two hours, I will wait for you at the finishing point. Those who exceed the time limit will be automatically eliminated. If you are late and can't make it for dinner, you don't have to eat."
"F * ck." Prince hurriedly carried his backpack.
The rest of them did the same.
Only those who had been shot rubbed their hair violently. They knew very well that they had been eliminated.
There was a car full of people when they came but now, there was only half a car left.
Those who stayed knew that they would never be able to join the legendary king of soldiers.
Trekking in the forest wasn't like normal walking.
No one knew what they would meet there.
The recruits hadn't expected that even before the training started, the activity would be more than what they usually did in the army.
Of course, stamina was the biggest test.
But what Crown Prince didn't expect was that there was someone who didn't take the normal path.
While he was still studying the route, the tall and slender figure with the backpack on his back had already leaped onto a tree. He reached out to take off his belt and flew to another tree with a whoosh.
"F * ck, where did this guy come from? Why does he look like an ancient person? He even knows martial arts! "
Prince didn't forget to walk forward as he spoke.
As he walked, he realized that it was too slow.
Especially when his military shoes were stained with mud, it became heavier.
How could he finish this place in two hours?
They weren't familiar with the terrain so he wouldn't be eliminated. But what if he couldn't make it for dinner?
"Brother, brother!" Prince thought of a way to stop the youngster from jumping off the tree again. He shouted, "I have cigarettes here, do you want them? Come down and rest for a while? "
The young man chuckled and turned to look at him. "I'm rushing for dinner."
"That's great, we both have the same goal. I see you flying up happily. Do you want to bring me along? "Prince added," I don't only have cigarettes here! "
The young man tilted his head and seemed to think for a moment. "Alright, but for dinner tonight, if there's any meat, you have to give me half."
"You're so skinny. Can you eat that much?" Prince was speechless.
The young man sucked on the lollipop and stood on the tree. "Do you still want to fly?"
"Fei, fei, fei, I'll give you half, I'll give you half!" Prince weighed the pros and cons and decided that time was more important.
The young man threw a rope down. "Come up."
"… Climb a tree?" Prince was stumped.
The youth raised his eyebrows. "You're from the compound, yet you don't even know how to climb trees?"
"How can I not know?" Prince was much better than those cowards. He grabbed the rope and climbed up the tree. He was a little confused. "Then?"
"Fly."
One word. The youngster was already holding onto his belt and flew from one tree to another.
F * ck, what happened to bringing him along?
Prince wasn't prepared and his face almost crashed into the tree. Fortunately, he got used to it. However, he was still cursing in his heart. Where did this black kid come from? He was so skillful at climbing trees.
An hour later.
The most secretive troops were stationed at the border of the country. There was no one within 500 miles and the vegetables had to be transported by military aircraft.
Here, be it the surrounding environment or the campsite, it was the most suitable for forest combat training.
Many people thought that.
It was natural that there was no war in China.
In reality, they weren't born in a peaceful era. They were born in a peaceful country.
There were troops stationed at every corner of the 3,000-meter line of defense.
Those forces that were eyeing China didn't barge in because of the presence of these troops.
This was especially true for this place, which made all the major mercenary organizations fear it.
The sun shone brightly and slowly through the forest, dyeing the shadows of the trees with a layer of rough edges.
A military vehicle was parked in front of the military camp, and a man was standing beside it. The man stood in the light, and the outline of his face, from his forehead to his chin, seemed to be shining with a furry light. The edges and corners were so distinct that they looked like they had been carved.
He tilted his head and lit a cigarette. His fingers were especially fair. If it wasn't for his military uniform, no one would be able to tell that he was a soldier.
When Hunter arrived at the campsite, he had a gloating smile on his face. However, when he saw the figure in front of him, his mouth froze. He stood up straight and did not dare to look at anyone. He looked straight ahead and called out, "Boss."
The figure glanced at him and pointed at the military vehicle. His voice was calm. "Where are the people I asked you to bring along?"
"I feel that since it's their first time here, we should let them familiarize themselves with the surroundings so that they can enter the training state better!" Hunter reported loudly. However, his heart was pounding.
"That's a good idea." The figure smiled. When his thin lips curled up, his smile lingered on his face, making it hard to see his face clearly.
Hunter's eyes lit up. He hadn't expected his boss to agree to his idea.
Until he heard the next sentence.
"Since you have such an idea, it's fine to just eat vegetables for dinner. It shouldn't be a problem for them to run another five kilometers." As the figure spoke, he raised his hand to look at the time on his watch. "In one hour, report to me."
What else could Hunter say?
The three comrades standing at the side were all smiling. They were afraid that if they laughed out loud, they would end up in the same state.
After the figure left, one of them placed his arm on Hunter's shoulder.
One of them put his arm on the Hunter's shoulder and said, "You've gone too far this time. Oh right, logically speaking, you all drove the military plane there. There shouldn't be many people left. Why did you let them walk? "
"I'm helping Boss pick talents in advance." Hunter waved his hand. "What do you know, Magician?"
Magician put on his military cap. "Alright, continue picking. I'm going in for dinner. I heard that there's a pot of beef today. It's a pity that someone won't be able to eat it."
Hunter felt bitter but he didn't say anything. There were two batches of people in front of them. Why was it so easy for Magician and the others to receive them?
Yet, there was a thorn in his side.
The moment Hunter thought of the black fellow, he scanned the surroundings instinctively.
He definitely couldn't let anyone else know about the counterattack, especially Magician and the others. It was too embarrassing!
"They won't be able to leave without walking for at least two hours." The sniper placed his hand on Hunter's shoulder. "That's a good show of strength. I'm impressed."
Hunter leaned against the military vehicle. "We have to let them know what this place is, especially those who got in through connections. If they don't have the ability, they should leave."
"I heard that Captain got in through connections too." The sniper lowered his voice.
Hunter frowned. "F * ck, Boss needs connections? Don't spread such rumors in the future."
"I'm just asking." The sniper glanced at his watch. "An hour has passed. Shall we head out to take a look?"
The person beside him laughed. "Do we need to look? We definitely won't be able to make it. We should take a shower now and wait for dinner. Isn't that right, Hunter? " “
"That's right."
Unexpectedly, the moment he finished speaking, a lazy voice rang from behind.
A lazy voice came from behind. "Looks like we've arrived. The cars here aren't bad."
The few of them turned around abruptly.
He saw a dark-skinned young man carrying a military bag on his back. His camouflage pants were tucked into his military boots. After walking for ten kilometers with a heavy load, the young man's face didn't seem to show any signs of fatigue. He was still clean and looked like a ruffian.
He didn't look like someone who had come from the jungle.
The person beside the youngster was clean too. However, his face seemed to have been scratched by a tree branch. He looked a little pitiful.
But no matter what, the two of them shouldn't have appeared so quickly.
They had familiarized themselves with the terrain for a week before arriving at the training ground within an hour.
The two of them were here for the first time but they were on par with them in terms of time.
Hunter's emotions were complicated.
He had wanted to show off his strength to the new recruits twice but he failed both times!
"Where are we eating?" The second voice rang. It was still the youngster.
Hunter inhaled deeply. His throat moved up and down. In the end, he could only say, "Report first. Both of you, follow me."
The youngster arched a brow. "I thought we would be able to eat once we arrived. Turns out we still have to wait."
Hunter felt that one breath wasn't enough for him. Where did this youngster come from?!
"Everyone who can enter the elite troop is one in a thousand. There's something I have to remind you. Don't come here. Whether you can stay or not will depend on your performance. The troop is here to feed you."
When the young man heard this, he gave a lazy "oh".
Prince, whose face was scratched, gave him a thumbs up. The youngster was amazing. He asked for food the moment he arrived. He was different!
"At the reporting ground, everyone has a blanket. Remember, there's only one blanket. Take care of your hygiene. Toothpaste, toothbrush, wash basin, towel, and rice bowl. Remember your own things and don't take the wrong bowl when you eat." Hunter pointed to a spot not far away. "That's where you'll be staying. There will be four people to a room and there won't be a private bathroom. If you want to shower, go to the bathhouse on the west side. Saving water is a part of the troop's records. Training doesn't care about time so it's best to be prepared."
Prince didn't think much of it. The basic facilities of every troop wouldn't be too bad.
The only difference between the special forces and normal troops was the daily training.
It was said that there were two batches of new recruits before them.
There were probably three batches of new recruits going through the selection process.
Prince caressed his chin. He felt a little helpless. They seemed to have unintentionally offended their captain. What should they do?
But … Prince tilted his head. He looked at the dark-skinned youngster who had been studying the bathhouse. He didn't seem bothered at all.
No, what was there to study about a bathhouse?
Almighty, you have to think about the current situation.
Prince felt that at this moment, as a comrade who had worked together with him, he had to remind him. He hugged the military blanket he had just received and lowered his voice. "Brother, tell me the truth. Do you have a strong background?"
"What backing?" The youngster tilted his head, asking nonchalantly.
Prince lowered his voice. "Don't hide it from me. How would you dare to offend Captain if you don't have a strong backing? You wouldn't have been able to enter this batch of soldiers if you didn't."
The youngster continued to observe the surroundings, looking distracted. "Other than a strong backing, isn't there a selection process? I fought my way in."
Prince: …
He didn't know if he should call him a master or wake him up. If he didn't have a strong backing, why didn't he keep a low profile?
"You must be lying to me." Prince didn't believe him.
The youngster continued to walk forward. As someone who was good at imagining things, it was better to let him guess quietly.
Prince really couldn't understand his new roommate.
That's right, they were roommates.
They had arrived at the same time. According to the order they had reported, they would definitely stay in the same room.
The youngster tossed his backpack onto the lower berth the moment he entered.
He observed for a moment before tossing his backpack next to him.
Hunter didn't leave, mainly because he wanted to see which mountain the youngster was from.
Yet, the moment he tossed his backpack onto the bed and laid the blanket, the first thing he said was, "Can we eat now?"
Hunter: …
Prince: … He was afraid that the air would suddenly turn silent. Seriously!
Hunter: … You brat, other than eating, don't you think about anything else?!
"You can eat now. Bring your things to the canteen."
Hunter threw this sentence and walked out first. He really wanted to tell his boss that there was a youngster in their team who deserved to be beaten up.
Unfortunately, if he said it, he would definitely reveal the fact that he had been humiliated.
Hence, he couldn't say it, he definitely couldn't say it.
On the way to the canteen from the dormitory.
No one knew the reason.
The youngster suddenly stopped in her tracks.
A pair of extremely dark eyes landed on a car not far away.
Logically speaking, that car shouldn't be here.
After all, they were in the military and everything should be military vehicles.
But that car was a limited edition sports car.
The gold-plated black color coupled with the smooth lines of the car body and the door that resembled a wing, it was easy to tell which model it was at first glance.
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