Those who can step into this warehouse are the elites of Country Z's special forces.
There is one quality that every outstanding member of the special forces must possess - a sense of honor.
To become a member of the special forces, one must go through rigorous training that is close to cruel. It means being able to endure the fatigue that ordinary people cannot bear, swallow the pain that ordinary people cannot swallow, and secretly howl or curse to oneself when others choose to give up.
"Fuck you!"
Then ignore any challenge and rush forward like a madman.
This is the essence of the members of the special forces of country Z.
Now, even if the 153 selected team members in the warehouse are facing mountains of swords and seas of fire, no one would blink an eye.
"I sign!"
With the first leader taking the lead, more than a hundred team members followed him consciously.
The team moved slowly, and Qin Fei's heart suddenly beat violently. An inexplicable excitement, slightly nervous, seeped into every pore.
Maybe his father was just like him back then. He once stood in the same team and faced the same perverted instructor who was like thunder. Maybe he himself was that instructor...
The dreamed ideal seems to be within reach.
When it was Qin Fei's turn, Lei Ming stood by the table and glanced at him.
"If you quit now, I won't laugh at you."
The eyes of this plague god turned out to be unusually soft.
"I know your father."
At this point, Lei Ming didn't say any more, but looked at Qin Fei meaningfully with his eyes, looking at the signature pen he held in his hand.
On the table is a document titled "XXXX Voluntary Letter" with no date and only a blank signature field.
Qin Fei's hand holding the pen was shaking slightly. The pen weighing less than a few dozen grams weighed as much as a thousand pieces.
"If you sign, it means you are handing over your life to Unit 203, which can be said to be handed over to me. Do you think I will be merciful to you?"
Lei Ming dropped another puzzling sentence.
Regarding this plague-like instructor, Qin Fei always felt that he seemed to have no good impression of him and was even full of hostility.
Is he reminding himself?
Threaten yourself?
Qin Fei's stubborn temper broke out at a critical moment again. If he was a little slow just now, now he is like a flash of lightning.
Pick up the pen and sign your name on the signature.
Qin Fei raised his head, met Lei Gong's slightly surprised gaze, smiled, and then entered the queue.
"It's quite impressive." Lei Ming stared at Qin Fei's back and muttered in a low voice.
Half an hour later, the formalities were completed and when we arrived here, everyone knew that what was about to begin would be an extremely difficult, even cruel, day.
"furnace"!
This is what Lei Gong said just now, they call the selection stage for the 203 unit the melting pot.
This means that selection is like steel-making, forging the best warriors in the harshest environment.
A fine soldier is forged through countless hammerings.
"Okay! The formalities are completed!" Lei Gong clapped his hands a few times: "Welcome to you new recruits who are lucky enough to be selected into the 'melting pot' stage of our 203 unit. Now, put on your backpacks and let's go!
"
The warehouse door banged, and dazzling white sunlight shone in from the outside. Qin Fei couldn't help but frown.
The originally dark warehouse suddenly became bright, and the scene outside appeared in front of everyone, which surprised everyone.
This is a military airport!
And this "warehouse" is not a warehouse at all, but a large hangar!
"Qin Fei, carry your things on your back, stretch your muscles, and start running." Xu Wu, who had been as silent as a mute, suddenly pulled Qin Fei.
"Ah?" Qin Fei didn't understand for a moment.
"Carry your stuff! Don't ask!"
On the tarmac, a blue and white Il-76 large transport aircraft slowly taxied on the runway and approached the departure stand.
"Put your things on your back and leave the garage immediately! Follow the Il-76 as quickly as possible. I'll give you ten minutes to board the plane. If you can't get on the plane, go back to your original unit!"
After saying that, Lei Gong and several men in sunglasses quickly jumped onto a nearby military jeep that had its roof removed, and followed the special forces who were desperately running towards the Il-76, blowing whistles in their mouths.
.
"Quick! If you can't catch the plane, don't keep saying that you are special forces!"
The Type 01 field backpack is filled with personal belongings, guns, magazines, carrying gear and other items, weighing at least 30 kilograms.
"Fuck! This plane didn't stop!"
I don't know who cursed in the team.
Qin Fei looked up, and sure enough, the IL-76 had no intention of stopping at all. It was driving towards the parking space in the distance. No matter how fast one ran, he could not catch up with the plane.
"Let us chase the plane on two legs?! What bastard came up with this idea!" a lieutenant complained.
"I!"
The sound of thunder clearly reached everyone's ears amid the noise.
As expected, being loud has its advantages. With the clanking of equipment, the sound of running, and the sound of nearby planes taking off, the sound of thunder was really loud and terrifying.
"This is the idea that this bastard of mine came up with."
Lei Ming said to the grumbling "Sharp Arrow" lieutenant: "It seems that you are so used to being an officer in the old army that you have forgotten how you became a recruit?"
He casually pulled a backpack out of the jeep, let the car drive by, and then threw the backpack towards the lieutenant.
The rucksack hit the lieutenant hard, causing him to stagger.
"Pick up this rucksack to pay for what you just said! If I don't see the rucksack or you when we get to the throne, then you can get out!"
After saying that, Lei Gong stretched out his hand and patted the car body.
"Let's go! Let's go to the boarding point and wait for them!"
With a kick of the accelerator, Lei Gong and the man in sunglasses drove the jeep and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The airport is too big. Even if you run from the warehouse to an unknown boarding point, if the distance is long enough, it will be no different than running a five-kilometer dash.
The Il-76 still had no intention of stopping. The engine roared all the way and drove towards the parking position.
"Old squad leader, how did you know we were going to run to chase the plane?"
Qin Fei suddenly realized that Xu Wu seemed to know all this in advance.
"Don't ask." Xu Wu spoke as he ran. He seemed to be in good physical strength and breathing very evenly. "You are a second-year soldier in the reconnaissance battalion. I guess you haven't jumped in a parachute before?"
Qin Fei was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "I have indeed never jumped, and I haven't reached the stage of parachute training yet."
"So have you ever skydived before?"
"No..." Qin Fei shook his head. He felt that what Xu Wu asked was completely out of tune. What time is it? Why are you asking this?
Xu Wu's expression was very strange. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Finally, he patted Qin Fei on the arm and said, "Brother, I hope you are not afraid of heights."