The continuous assessments of physical fitness, fighting, bomb-dropping, and 400-meter obstacle crossing eliminated most of the registered brothers on the first day, and those who were lucky enough to wait until the second day were all the best in each combat unit.
Although Han Er could run fast with his legs and feet, his body and bones were not as strong as those of his brothers. In the fighting test, in order to knock down his opponent, he had to endure several heavy punches, which left his nose and face swollen.
"Is your injury okay?"
When they gathered on the second day, Han Er, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and Tang Jie, who had formed the same camp during the assessment, asked with concern.
"No...it's okay, it's just a skin injury."
When he spoke, Han Er's facial muscles were pulled, causing him to twitch in pain, and he secretly cursed the savage boy in yesterday's fight for being a little too harsh and hitting his face.
Seeing Han Er's bruised nose and swollen face, grinning and sucking in cold air in pain, Tang Jie couldn't help but laugh: "You are calling it a swollen face to make a fat man look like you. How can you get beaten if your opponent doesn't beg for mercy?"
Han Er raised his head and said arrogantly: "Why beg for mercy? I didn't beat him to the ground in the end. If I had begged for mercy, my beating would have been in vain."
"Okay, okay, you're good, right?" Seeing Han Er not giving up, he covered his mouth and smiled.
"Why do I feel like I have entered a wolf's den? Why do they look at us with such evil intentions?" Han Er glanced at the brothers around him and asked Tang Jie in a low voice.
Tang Jie shook his head helplessly and said: "There have been rumors that the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade has only twenty new recruits this time. The people standing here are all competitors. Do you think they will
Smiley face to you?"
"Damn, why do I say that everyone looks at me as if they are enemies? This is how feelings work." After hearing Tang Jie's explanation, Han Er also suddenly realized.
"But why are there only twenty places? There are so many registrations. Isn't this just a fool's errand?" Han Er immediately complained.
Tang Jie laughed and scolded: "They recruit the best of the best. Do you think you're getting rotten cabbage?"
"Chief Yang said yesterday that those who voluntarily participate in the assessment may die. Let's ask ourselves for good luck today. If it doesn't work, surrender quickly and admit defeat. Don't hold on and lose your life." Tang Jie added.
said one sentence.
"Even if there are only twenty places, I still want to occupy one!"
Although the number of places was very small, Han Er was as determined as he could be. Instead, his eyes became determined.
While the two were talking quietly, the brothers who had passed yesterday's assessments and successfully entered the next round of assessments were also eager to try.
However, compared to yesterday's full of energy, today's state is not very good. After all, yesterday was a physical fitness test and combat training, which consumed a lot of physical strength. Even an iron man can't bear it.
Because most of the people had been eliminated from yesterday's assessment, the venue for today's assessment was much sparser, but there were more brothers watching, and almost all the places around the assessment venue where people could stand were filled.
"Master, defeat them, master, defeat them!"
Although the assessment has not yet begun, cheers and cheers can already be heard outside the venue, and more than 20 people from the militia captain Xiao Yan's servants and guards are already waving their arms and roaring outside.
"Stop making trouble, it's embarrassing."
Militia captain Xiao Yan watched his family shouting outside the venue and winked constantly, but the other party screamed even louder, which made him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
"Brother Bao, defeat them! You are the strongest!"
Seeing Xiao Yan's servants and nurses shouting loudly, the people brought by Zhang Baozi shouted out not to be outdone.
The two sides seemed to be competing to see who had the loudest voice. The competition hadn't even started inside the court, but the competition started outside the court.
"Brothers of the Third Battalion, come on!!"
Seeing that the armed people in these places started to shout, the officers and soldiers of the various battalions who came to watch were not willing to show weakness, but they also shouted and encouraged the people in their own battalions who participated in the assessment.
"Grizzly bear, grizzly bear!"
"Wild wolf! Wild wolf! Wild wolf!"
...
The brothers in each battalion shouted in unison, and for a while the voices outside the field were heard one after another. The momentum was like a thousand troops, which undoubtedly made the brothers participating in the assessment feel the pressure.
Now they not only represent themselves in the assessment of the Flame Special Warfare Brigade, but also represent the collective behind them.
If they were eliminated in the assessment, it would be a small personal loss, but if they were embarrassed to the camp, they would be really embarrassed to go back, so they all took a deep breath, geared up, and prepared to fight to the death without losing face.
The brothers outside the field cheered for the brothers who participated in the assessment, and the momentum was overwhelming. As Yang Ling and others arrived at the training ground, the assessment began immediately.
After yesterday's physical fitness test, combat test, etc., most of the people were eliminated, and the first test today is shooting.
"The shooting assessment is divided into fixed target shooting and moving target shooting. If you hit five shots respectively, you will pass the assessment! The fixed target is assessed first!"
The examiner was Wei Qing, the captain of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade. He first announced the standards and rules of the shooting assessment.
"Each person has ten bullets, shoots from 200 meters, and if he hits the bull's-eye five times, he passes the test!" The first test is a fixed target.
The brothers have all come from the battlefield and have shot and killed a lot of Japanese, but now I heard that only five out of ten of them can pass at a distance of 200 meters, and I feel the pressure.
But having already passed five levels and defeated six generals, there was no reason to retreat. Soon, the brothers from the inspection team brought bullets and guns over.
Han touched the cold rifle in his hand, pulled the bolt and checked it. After confirming that there was no problem with the gun, he pressed the bullet bridge into the rifle.
"Hu Fei!"
"have!"
As the examiner read the name, one of them stepped out, strode to the shooting area, lay down on the spot, put the 38 rifle on his shoulder and aimed at the fixed target 300 meters away.
"Bang bang bang..."
As the brother's shoulder recoiled, the bullet shot out of the gun barrel, causing the fixed target to shake.
"Three shots to the bull's-eye!" Soon, the target reporting soldier trotted over and replaced the target.
"Unqualified, eliminated!"
The examiner ruthlessly crossed out the names on the roster.
None of the shots at the fixed target passed. Seeing this brother handing the rifle back to the brothers in the inspection team with a frustrated face, the brothers behind felt invisible pressure.
Fifteen brothers came up in succession, and all of them failed, which made the brothers behind them all become anxious.
"Li Shoujiang!"
"have!"
Soon, Han Er saw the brothers in front of him coming out of the queue, and his nervousness made his palms sweat.
"Bang-bang-bang-"
The brother named Li Shoujiang did not fire continuously after he went up. Instead, he pulled the trigger and fired extremely calmly and rhythmically, pausing slightly in the middle and looking calm and unhurried.
"Hit the bullseye with eight shots!"
When the brother who reported the target excitedly shouted out, the surrounding brothers who were watching became excited: "That's Li Shoujiang from our first battalion, the first battalion is the strongest!"
"The fixed target is qualified!"
Looking at Li Shoujiang who slowly stood up from the ground with a gun in hand, Wei Qing also nodded. He was a good young man. With good training, he might become a marksman that would scare the little devils.