One hundred and twenty-two students in the special operations class quickly recognized the young Teacher Yang. Most of them believed that Yang Chen came from the Republic's most mysterious shadow force. However, the small podium could only show a very small part of Yang Chen's powerful strength, and the students could not touch it.
How strong is Shen Jianjun's so-called "King of Bings" among the kings of soldiers?
Fortunately, the special operations class that focuses on applying what they have learned cannot just stay in the classroom. The school arranges no less than ten hours of practical training per week for Yang Chen's class.
Ten academic hours, one daytime, can also be evenly allocated to the periods when there are no classes from Monday to Friday. Yang Chen has the final say on how to use these ten academic hours. The school will not interfere and will do its best to provide support and cooperation in all aspects.
The students are looking forward to the practical training.
In the first week, Yang Chen concentrated his practical training hours on Fridays when there were no classes. Early in the morning, three buses carrying 122 people went deep into the mountainous areas on the outskirts of Beijing along the winding mountain road.
In the middle of winter, the mountains were desolate and lifeless. The students looked at the scenery outside the car window and thought about it. Many people concluded that Teacher Yang was going to conduct outdoor survival training.
To survive in the wild, the skills that special forces must master are too childish for these senior special forces who have been working in the top special operations units of various field armies for more than ten years.
The Yanshan Mountains are a natural barrier that protects the important areas of the capital. They played a huge military role especially during the Ming Dynasty. They are famous for their steepness, deep forests and dense grass, and are inaccessible. Tourists who come here to explore are often trapped and find it difficult to find a way out. Every year, three to five people go missing because of this.
or death.
The three buses drove at high speed for more than an hour, entered the boundary of Yanqing County, turned off the national highway, and stopped on the roadside of an asphalt village outside a village at the foot of the mountain. Trainees in camouflage training uniforms and complete equipment got off the bus in an orderly manner.
The villagers passing by were not surprised or curious when they saw this scene. It is no surprise that at least five or six groups of troops enter the mountain for training throughout the year.
One hundred and twenty-two people are divided into three teams, and each team is divided into three groups. Students with higher military ranks and prestige serve as captains and team leaders. Yang Chen also wears camouflage training uniforms and combat boots, but they are not as colorful as the students.
He is equipped with wind equipment, but his aura is overwhelming, and he looks fierce at first glance.
He stood in front of the neat queue, held his head high and spoke: "Today, I will use the ten hours of practical training this week to let you deeply understand the ultimate effect of individual special operations skills."
The trainees who thought they were going to undergo wilderness survival training were a little confused and couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Yang Chen was selling in his gourd. They held their breath and waited for the next step.
"Today's subject is actually very simple. One hundred and twenty-two of you are hunting me down in the mountains. If you capture me alive, you win." After Yang Chen said this, all the students showed incredulous expressions.
One hundred and twenty-two against one, and each of the one hundred and twenty-two came from the elite special operations force of the field group army. As the saying goes, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists. Even if this teacher Yang is the king of soldiers, he can crush him.
How many nails?
Although the three arrogant temporary captains Shen Jianjun, Wang Liansheng and Li Tie recognized Yang Chen as a teacher, they were not completely convinced. At this time, they all felt looked down upon by Yang Chen and were secretly dissatisfied. They swore in their hearts that they would make Yang Chen lose in a while.
It's a mess, and you can appreciate their style.
Yang Chen turned a blind eye to the various expressions of everyone and said: "I will go up the mountain first, and you will set off in five minutes. There are no rules for this training. You can do whatever it takes."
There are no rules and the ends justify the means.
Eight words once again shocked the 122 students. In the past, the practical trainings they participated in or led, even the exercises that were closest to actual combat, were still restricted by rules and regulations.
Death indicator.
Special forces don't have this kind of thing.
Those who enter the special operations brigade, only one in a hundred or even one in a thousand, are all treasures. No matter what kind of training, the safety of the personnel must be ensured first.
This is the difference between ordinary special operations teams and Sharp Blades. The mortality rate of Blades during training is 10%, and the mortality rate during missions is as high as 30%. Therefore, every veteran who has been with Blades for the past seventy or eighty years has a mortality rate of 10%.
They are perverts who have experienced countless life and death tests, such as Yang Chen.
"Why are you so stupid? Didn't you hear what I said clearly?" Yang Chen asked loudly.
"Listen clearly!" More than a hundred people said in unison.
"Okay, today's training starts now. I hope you can give me a surprise." Yang Chen smiled deeply and turned towards the mountain.
The students stared at the majestic figure going away with complicated eyes. Five minutes was very short. When the time was up, Yang Chen's unhurried figure was still within the sight of 122 people.
"Set off!"
Shen Jianjun's tone was high-pitched and full of belief in victory. The forty people in Team A took action after hearing the order. Wang Liansheng and Li Tie were not far behind. One hundred and twenty-two people pursued Yang Chen like wolves and tigers. Even though Yang Chen showed extraordinary performance in class, it seemed that
It is so unpredictable that most students still firmly believe that victory is within their grasp.
In winter, the grass withered and the leaves fell, which was not conducive to concealment. However, when the three captains led their men to chase into the mountains, they lost traces of Yang Chen. In desperation, each group dispersed, echoed each other, and launched a blanket search.
"If Teacher Yang hides in a place where we can't find him, will we lose in the end?" A student joked to amuse the people around him.
Not far away, Shen Jianjun also laughed, thinking that this was the only way for Teacher Yang to win the competition. After two minutes, he stopped laughing, and the team members died one after another.
The so-called hang-up means that the laser sensor in the fatal part is illuminated by the laser transmitter on the enemy's gun, triggering the chimney and emitting red smoke.
After all, they are not real enemies and cannot be fought with real swords and guns.
In the first half hour of the three teams a, b, and c, nearly twenty people were "killed". The rest of the people didn't even catch Yang Chen, and only a few people caught a glimpse of Yang Chen's ghostly figure.
The previous confidence gradually collapsed.
No matter how the three captains changed their tactics, they had little effect.
The students who had an absolute numerical advantage seemed to be restrained by invisible pressure. They had no skills and no place to put them to use. They were frustrated and fearful, and they were all under attack.
Why is this... They thought about it and realized the fact that they didn't want to admit but had to admit that Yang Chen was too strong and they were too weak.
The number of people was reduced one after another, and finally there were only thirty-nine people left out of the one hundred and twenty-two. Yang Chen no longer used guns, set traps, or sneakily attacked. Instead, he charged in with bare hands and killed the thirty-nine people one by one.
Down to Shen Jianjun, Wang Liansheng and Li Tie.
"You can come again if you don't accept it." Yang Chen looked at the three people who got up in embarrassment and emitted red smoke. The three people had red faces, lowered their heads, and were silent for a long time. One hundred and twenty-two people joined forces, and they were as weak as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The three of them continuing to dwell on each other without shame will not help the matter and will make them look embarrassed.
The "failed" students gathered around one after another and looked at Yang Chen like a monster. They were both shocked by the results of the competition and frustrated by their own incompetence.
