In the afternoon, the three instructors finally appeared again.
They spent the entire afternoon in various trainings, running, skipping rope, climbing rope nets, obstacle runs, push-ups, and calisthenics. The three instructors also showed their devilish side.
Owen and the others would often be running on the beach, and suddenly they would be asked to rush into the sea and swim 200 meters, and then come back and continue running. This was probably just a joke between the two instructors.
The instructors have many tricks to punish people. They are not targeting one person, but everyone.
138 students ran to the finish line panting. This time, no one was left behind. Some of the weakest ones were helped by the people around them. Even if they fought, they had to fight to the finish line. What did the perverted instructors successfully tell them in the 5,000 meters?
It's called team spirit.
With a sound of "Wow~", someone couldn't help but vomited. This person was a technical soldier in the previous army, and his physical fitness was far behind. Just now, he relied on the help of others to keep from falling behind. Now he will stop.
Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.
The instructor didn't even look at him, and even the team doctor who was standing by didn't move. This level of injury couldn't even be considered an injury.
"Meet at the obstacle course in five minutes..."
The three instructors left behind a cold word and left on their beach motorcycles. They still had to run 2 kilometers to the obstacle course.
Five minutes later, they ran to the obstacle course. The instructor only gave them one minute to rest before starting the obstacle course.
Cross the ditch, climb the high platform, sprint 100 meters, quickly cross the single-plank bridge, swing through the puddle on the rope, and then crawl through the barbed wire fence.
There were no barbs on the barbed wire fence, which was only slightly higher than the person lying on his stomach, but no one dared to distort his movements because there were machine gun bullets whizzing past it.
"Rookies, watch your butts. I can't help but want to see your butts being smashed by machine guns. Watch your lives, otherwise your names will appear on this year's training death list. If you don't want to
When my family receives your death notice, just cheer me up..."
The students endured the instructor's roar and the threat of death.
The perverts like the seals fired with real guns. Of course, the machine gun bullets for the seals were carefully selected, and they chose high-quality bullets that would not sink. However, they still could not avoid tragedies. According to the instructor, there were people who were shot every year.
Students killed by machine guns.
Owen struggled to crawl forward in the mud, trying his best to ensure the standard of every movement. The roar of the machine guns beside the position never stopped, and bullets "swish" flew overhead every moment.
Finally crossing the death zone, Owen followed the footsteps of the Thousand-Faced Man and continued to run ahead. Owen accelerated, started running, took the end of the rope, and jumped into the air, preparing to swing across the puddle, but because his hand slipped, he fell completely.
In the puddle.
"Fake! You bitch, why are you still standing there? Keep running for me..."
The instructor's curses had already arrived before the man could stand up from the puddle. Owen struggled to get up, let the people behind him pass, and stumbled out of the puddle.
He has never practiced this subject before, and he made a fool of himself today. Fortunately, Owen is not the only one who failed. Although Owen is the only one among these more than 100 people who is not from the navy, there are also many technical or logistics arms, and their tactical actions
The level of mastery is not much better than that of Owen.
Of course, if you don't do well in some subjects, you can do well in some subjects. At least Owen is good at climbing obstacles. After all, he used to be a parkour expert and is very good at climbing obstacles.
After climbing over a wooden plank, Owen continued to run forward. In front of him was the end of the obstacle course, a three-story building. In the words of the instructor, it was an "enemy-occupied area."
They must climb up the small building, walk up a soft ladder, and then go down the zipline to return to the starting point.
Owen rushed to the small building, grabbed the drainage pipe against the wall and climbed up. The so-called climbing up the small building is to find a way to climb up. The small building does not prepare stairs for you, you need to find a way yourself.
The specific method is decided by the individual. Some people choose to climb through the window, while others choose to climb up the drain pipe like Owen.
Owen was very fast, and he had already climbed two floors in a short while. A guy beside him chose to climb up the window. The guy was very fast, and Owen couldn't catch up with him when he climbed up the drainage pipe.
Just when Owen was about to reach the third floor, he suddenly heard a noise next to him. When he successfully climbed to the top and looked down, he realized that the guy on the side had actually fallen.
Maybe he didn't hold on tightly at the last moment and fell directly from the third floor.
The medical team that had been standing by rushed over and the student who fell was lying motionless on the ground. The subsequent training was called to a halt and the instructors rushed over.
Someone wanted to surround him, but the instructors shouted him down. The instructor's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face. Such an accident happened on the first day of training. It is easy to imagine that his mood was not much better.
After an inspection, the medical team members shook their heads at the instructor, and then covered the student's face with a white sheet.
The people around looked at each other in shock. The student just died. He was training with them just a moment ago, and he died in the blink of an eye.
Owen felt the danger of training for the first time. The student's movements were very flexible and he was obviously a master, but he died just because of an oversight.
The medical team carried the body away, and the instructors looked around the students and said loudly: "Did you see that the cost of participating in the selection is not only sweat, but probably also life."
If you want to back out, no problem, just ring the bell three times wherever you go, and no one will look down on you. At least that way you won't die, and you can still see your parents and relatives instead of staying here and wasting our time.
time……"
The instructor pointed at the fog clock in the corner of the training ground and said loudly, "This thing is found in every training ground. It is the most user-friendly design of the seals."
After the instructor finished speaking, the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence, but not long after, a man walked out of the queue, rang the bell, and took off his hat and placed it next to him.
Then the second, the third...
Everyone was looking at them, but they didn't dare to look back and just left.
The training ground fell into a moment of stillness. A life was lost on the first day of training. The instructors were right. There was no need for them to risk their lives for this selection. It was not worth it...
Death has caused many people to calm down from their enthusiasm for joining the SEALs. If they had only regarded this time as a test before, now they have a more intuitive understanding of the cruelty of selection.
Many people are already thinking about whether it is worth it. Some people may have wavered in their confidence, but they have not yet made a decision.
"If no one quits, just do something about it right away~~"
Instructor Lamb said "Fake" to restart the training. Owen ran along the ladder on the roof to a platform in the distance, then tightened the zipline with his gloves, preparing to slide down.
In front of another zipline next to him, a student was sweating profusely and shivering as he looked at the zipline in front of him. Irving looked at him sympathetically and slid down the zipline without stopping. This action he was doing in SWAT.
I have done this countless times.
When he landed, the student was still standing in front of the zipline and did not dare to move. Judging from his appearance, he must be afraid of heights. Owen shook his head. If it were before, relying on the enthusiasm of joining the SEALs, maybe the student would bite the bullet and continue.
Maybe my fear of heights will be overcome.
Although fear of heights is innate, it can indeed be overcome through acquired efforts.
But after what happened just now, he probably didn't dare to take the risk. The height of the three-story building is six meters, and a fall would be enough to kill someone. If he cowered, he would lose the qualification to join the SEALs.
Sure enough, when Owen returned to the ground and walked back, the instructor's curses were already heard over there. If nothing else happened, this guy would definitely be eliminated.
He's scared at this height, and there's parachuting later, so it's only a matter of time before he's knocked down.