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Chapter 100 Psychological Offensive

Just when everyone was at a loss, Xu Wu had already sat down next to the raincloth.

Xu Wu picked up the individual food bag, opened it, took out the dry biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth, then picked up the kettle next to him and took a sip of water.

Then he looked up at the rest of the winning team members and said loudly: "Brothers! This food is delicious! It's no worse than Instructor Lei's Wengji!"

Qin Fei gritted his teeth, turned around and walked to sit next to Xu Wu. He picked up a bag of individual soldier food, took out the mutton rice inside, took out a bag of spicy sauce, mixed it with the rice, grabbed a mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth.

The sticky and greasy rice really has no taste at all, but at least it has enough calories to fill your stomach.

“Very delicious lamb rice! Delicious!”

Lei Ming looked at Qin Fei and Xu Wu coldly.

In the team, another special operations team member walked up to Qin Fei and sat down.

Then comes the next one.

One by one.

In the end, only the singer remained in the original team.

The chicken drumstick in Lei Ming's hand was raised, almost reaching the singer's lips.

"What? Quit? Don't be as stupid as them. Zhong Zhentao, I've seen your resume. Your family is in good condition. After being an officer for more than ten years and returning home, you can do whatever you want. You don't have to join the 203 Special Forces.

This kind of suffering, in today's peaceful times, those who enter Unit 203 are a group of fools and a group of lunatics."

The muscles on the singer's face were twitching.

As a native of the capital of southern Guangdong Province who loves food most, eating is a top priority. You can wear whatever you want and use whatever you want, but you must not eat casually.

Opening her eyes, the singer licked her chapped lips, glanced at the fragrant chicken drumstick, and suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "I'll punch your lungs out!"

He turned around and ran away, rushed to Qin Fei's side and squatted down, frantically tore open a pack of individual soldier food and stuffed things into his mouth.

“Lost/his mother!”

He was cursing in Cantonese while chewing the hard beef jerky, as if venting his anger on the food.

Chen Kefan bit the chicken leg, walked to Lei Ming, raised the chicken leg in his hand and said with a smile: "Old Lei, the chicken is pretty good, but it doesn't seem to have any effect, hehe."

Turned around and left.

Lei Ming was stunned, and the chicken drumstick in his mouth was no longer so delicious.

No one chose to quit, which made him slightly disappointed.

He looked at his watch and said to the dozens of special operations team members who were squatting on the ground eating cold individual soldiers' food: "Fifteen minutes, calculate the time yourself, and after a while, you will collect the things you seized from the soldiers in the field."

Turn them over to the logistics support personnel, collect another set of equipment yourself, and then gather at the Warrior Vehicle, we are going to the new training point."

I turned around and was about to leave when I suddenly remembered something.

He turned back to Qin Fei and said: "Qin Fei, there is a doctor over there. Go and check his wound, change the medicine, and don't get infected in the next training. If it really doesn't work, I advise you to quit. No

You have to fight hard."

Qin Fei didn't even raise his head, still eating the mutton rice, and said lightly: "Thank you, instructor Lei, for your concern. I will check the wound, but don't waste your time, I won't quit."

Lei Ming returned to the buffet table, holding a plate with food. Chen Kefan beside him said: "Old Lei, it seems that you failed this time. You didn't give up at all."

Lei Ming said disdainfully: "This is just the first time. There will be many, many more times to come. Not everyone can persevere every time."

Qin Fei ate a bag of individual soldier food and drank enough water. He got up and walked to the equipment recovery point set up by the logistics support personnel. He handed over the captured Type 95 automatic rifle. The soldier in charge of the surge gave him a new set of equipment.

Soldier equipment.

Then I went to the medical center, and it was the same Dr. Wang who sutured my wound.

After carefully examining the wound, Dr. Wang specially changed Qin Fei's medicine and a new waterproof strap, and warned him: "The wound is not inflamed, but if it becomes inflamed, you must tell instructor Lei Ming immediately. The infection can be major or minor, don't be careless.

Already."

After thanking Dr. Wang and coming out of the medical center, he checked the time and saw that there were still five minutes left. Qin Fei took the time to sit down next to a wooden stake outside a tent and wanted to take a rest next to the tent.

As soon as he sat down, he fell asleep.

Until someone shook him awake.

"Qin Fei, gather!"

Qin Fei opened his eyelids with difficulty and saw Xu Wu squatting next to him.

Looking around, everyone was indeed gathering. They were divided into two groups. One group was those who had been eliminated and were boarding in front of the bus. The other group was the 38 remaining team members who were already standing next to the Warriors bus.

.

Qin Fei had no choice but to get up. Five minutes of sleep was indeed not enough, but it was much better than before. His stomach was full and he had some strength.

Lei Ming stood in front of the team and said loudly: "Let's go to the training point now. It is a beautiful place with blue sea and white sandy beach. It is more beautiful than the resort. However, you are not going there for a vacation! What's next?

You will undergo a series of tests. As a selection instructor, my purpose is to eliminate those with the weakest combat effectiveness among you. Most of you will not survive the last test. Of course, you have the right to choose to quit at any time, as long as

Opting out would be more than welcome!"

He walked to the Warrior car with its roof removed, jumped on it, and waved to several other cars.

Several cars were lined up one after another, ten meters apart.

"We had to fly to the training site, but the helicopter was parked at the top of the mountain."

He pointed to the end of the winding mountain road.

"The altitude from here to the top of the mountain is 325 meters, but there are two kilometers of winding mountain roads. Since you have chosen to stay and run for election, then help me push the car to the top of the mountain and board the plane there. The helicopter will arrive in an hour.

Take off, and team members who cannot catch the plane will be eliminated."

He raised his hand and set the countdown on his watch.

"Okay! According to the original grouping, each group has one car, let's start!"

"It's so miserable..."

Gao Ming looked at Lei Ming walking towards the Warrior Car and shook his head, "This guy is really perverted. It seems he wants to punish us to death."

"I just want something to eat..." The singer said like a walking zombie, "As long as you give me something to eat, I have nothing to say about the hardships of training. Damn, you actually showed me so many delicious things but didn't let me eat... I support it."

His lungs!”

"Let's go! The time is on!" Qin Fei said with a bitter smile: "We have to be mentally prepared when we come to run for the election, so push it!"

Eight people arrived at the rear of the designated Warrior car and held up the box board.

Lei Ming jumped into the car and shouted to the driver: "Release the handbrake! Let them push!"

The driver nodded and released the handbrake.

Although the slope was not too steep, the 2-ton Warrior still slid down with inertia, and everyone felt tremendous pressure on their hands.

"Brothers! Come on!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and began to push the cart forward desperately, leaving deep footprints on the ground with their combat boots.

The car began to move slowly along the winding mountain road towards the top of the mountain.

Lei Ming took out a intact chicken in a vat from his tactical bag, opened the tin foil, tore off a chicken leg, passed it in front of everyone, and then put it to his mouth and took a big bite.

"What the heck!"

The singer was the first to be unable to bear it. He immediately turned around and pushed the car with his back, not wanting to take another look at Lei Ming.

Lei Ming picked up a loudspeaker and stood in the carriage of the Warrior car and shouted to everyone.

"Give up! The power to give up is in your hands at any time! If you give up, you can eat well, sleep well, and everything will return to normal! Why suffer like this! Those who seek to suffer are all fools! Right!?

"

Thunder continues to confuse everyone with words.

"Give up! Don't be stupid! You are already the elite of the special forces. You don't need to prove yourself by joining Unit 203! Why should you suffer like this!?"

I have to say that under normal circumstances, thunder is not very inspiring.

But when you are extremely tired and treated unfairly, these words are like a magic voice, which can stir up cowardice, laziness and other negative emotions deep in your heart.

Sweat was dripping on the road, everyone was panting like an ox, and every step forward was extremely difficult.

One hundred meters...

Two hundred meters...

Three hundred meters...

"I abstain!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore.


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