In the last 100 meters or so, Team 2 suddenly rushed up from behind.
After another defeat in the last round, Team 2 could no longer tolerate its own defeat.
074 and his team members watched as the rubber boat caught up with Team 1. While gritting his teeth and trying his best to overtake Team 1, he shouted: "Come on, brothers, we can't lose!"
Fatty Wei obviously heard 074's voice, but he no longer had the energy to stretch his head to look at the other person, or even have the energy to argue with 074.
Can't lose?
Can we lose our relationship? !
"Kill me if you run to the death! If you can't run to the death, you won't admit defeat!"
Fatty Wei lowered his head and roared angrily.
At this moment, the two strongest teams were chasing each other, carrying a rubber boat weighing more than 100 kilograms into the air within a distance of more than 100 meters behind them, and carrying the two teams behind. The whole team felt chilled in their hearts.
Finally, the two teams reached the finish line almost at the same time.
Team 1 temporarily ranks first with a slight advantage of half a boat position.
However, this advantage is simply negligible.
Because there is no time to rest.
There was a pile of ammunition boxes stacked next to the red flag at the finish line.
Now, each team member has to carry a 30-pound ammunition box as soon as he puts down the boat, and runs 300 meters to the designated location before proceeding to the next set of subjects.
It's also a squad mode. The time it takes for the last person to arrive is stuck, and it doesn't matter how fast the others run.
Because the two teams arrived almost at the same time, the two teams almost ran to the ammunition box to pick up the box.
Fatty Wei and 074 arrived at the same time, and their hands rested on the same ammunition box.
Then, both of them glanced at each other subconsciously.
At this glance, both of them saw the fatigue and nervousness on each other's faces.
Fatty Wei took the initiative to let go and reached for another box.
It's rare for the two of them to have any quarrels.
After all, they are all smart people, and only fools would use their mouths to talk to each other at this time.
Instead of doing this, it is better to just see the heights in the next 300 meters.
Everyone can hear their own breathing like a cow panting. The inside of the combat boots is greasy and full of water. The pants are wet, and the tops are also wet. The difference is that the pants are covered with sea water and the tops are filled with sweat.
Everyone was weighed down by the ammunition boxes and equipment on their bodies and could only run in small steps. After all, people are not supermen, nor are they made of iron. After running on the beach for one kilometer, running on the boat for 600 meters, they started running for 300 meters again without stopping. The physical exertion of carrying ammunition boxes is indescribable.
It's not easy to persevere, but being able to reach the first echelon is a one-of-a-kind quality.
End of 300 meters.
The fun has just begun.
A Jiaolong instructor was already waiting at the finish line. After watching everyone reach the finish line, he yelled at everyone: "Don't stop! Put on the tires and go 300 meters ahead!"
Next is a 300-meter tire run.
You heard me right, come on.
Fatty Wei actually wanted to cry for a moment.
This is ridiculous...
It’s really hard to practice to death.
How to enter the special forces and the physical examination is extremely strict?
That's the point.
If there is any flaw in the body or a certain blood vessel is unhealthy, participating in this kind of high-pressure training can lead to sudden death on the spot.
When they arrived at the tire point and put down the ammunition boxes, everyone looked as if they were dead.
However, Team 1 is still ahead of Team 2.
The first person to reach the finish line was Fatty Wei. He did not rush to put on the tire, but waited for Shi Wen, the last one to arrive, to pass the finish line, and then put a tire on him diagonally.
"Brother! Hold on!"
Shi Wen's eyes were already a little blurred at this time.
After being slapped so hard by Fatty Wei, his distracted eyes finally gathered together.
"Um……"
He nodded.
Holding the tire on his body, he started to stagger forward.
Fatty Wei was the last one to put on the tires and howled before setting off: "It's my birthday today. I was the first to cross the line more than 20 years ago, and it's still the same today!"
This sentence was shouted inexplicably, and the instructor Jiaolong on the side was startled.
Fatty Wei didn't care what he thought and ran out.
Hou Jun, who was not far away, asked Li Zheng doubtfully: "Today is Fatty Wei's birthday?"
Li Zheng shook his head: "That's nonsense, his birthday is in December, there's still some time left."
Hou Jun laughed and said, "Is this kid crazy?"
Fatty Wei is not crazy.
When people are at their most tired and collapsed and facing a critical point, no matter what method you adopt, you can find a reason to vent and yell, pretend it’s your birthday or anything else, as long as you yell out, the fatigue in your body seems to be gone. Reduced a lot.
No one can face this kind of non-stop hellish physical torture with equanimity.
Even Li Zheng and Hou Jun had toothaches watching this.
If it were him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be much different from Fatty Wei.
300 meters of tire handling completed.
Is it done?
not yet.
There were still a few veterans of Jiaolong standing at the finish line. Some were responsible for registering results, but there was always one holding a loud voice.
Loudspeaker is the one thing that every veteran who participates in the training hates the most.
"Not bad! Good results!"
First, praise.
This is all customary.
The fun is yet to come.
Sure enough, after the veteran finished boasting, he got down to business.
"Don't stop, put down the tires, take the oxygen bottle, and cross the barbed wire fence in front..."
He read the rules.
The team members who arrived had no time to listen to what he had to say.
These subjects have been practiced before, but they are not intertwined like today.
Today is just a pot of stew. All the subjects that the instructors and captains think are good for torturing people are stacked together. Put them in one pot and make a tonic soup, which is guaranteed to satisfy you.
Fatty Wei now roars a few times every time he reaches the finish line. Sometimes he yells "Come on," sometimes he yells back to buy everyone a Coke, and sometimes he says it's his birthday and I'm the most prosperous.
Anyway, they are all kinds of monsters.
The instructor also had nothing to do with him.
He didn't break any rules.
The rules don't say you can't yell randomly.
Putting down the tire, Fatty Wei waited until Shi Wen arrived.
Shi Wen has become the drag bottle of Team 1.
This is a fact.
But no one disliked it.
That's it for comrades-in-arms. Since they are all eating from the same pot, we can no longer care about who is stronger and who is weaker.
Working together is the key to overcoming difficulties.
Fatty Wei moved an oxygen bottle, rushed to the barbed wire fence, quickly lay down, and started to play with drilling forward.
The barbed wire fence was covered with barbs, and some animals obtained from unknown places were hung on it and entered the water.
What a waste.
Pigs, chickens, ducks...
Anyway, there are all kinds of sewage, viscera, etc. that already have the smell of corruption wafting around, and the stench can be smelled from a distance, hanging on the top of the barbed wire.
The ground was deliberately dug below and water was poured over it.
Jiaolong's instructors have created the worst and most disgusting environment possible.
Fatty Wei got into the barbed wire fence, and a strong rancid smell penetrated his nostrils. The acid water in his stomach just rolled, and he wanted to spit it out in his throat.
After climbing less than ten meters, a preset explosion point next to the barbed wire exploded.
I don’t know which unscrupulous instructor piled some carrion on the explosion site.
The rotten flesh that was blown up into the air fell on Fatty Wei, and one piece hit his face and almost went into his mouth.
Fatty Wei stretched out his hand and pulled off the piece of rotten meat, and found that it was a piece of intestines from an unknown animal. It had exploded, and there was a faint green juice inside...
He couldn't bear it any longer.
This is so disgusting.
"vomit--"
After holding on for so long without collapsing, Fatty Wei finally vomited.
Asking for a monthly ticket!
(End of chapter)
