Seeing that he had nothing to say, Qiao Shan shouted with a calm face: "More than two hundred!

Let me tell you that in our special forces, everyone is a combatant, from the captain to the team leader, to the team leader to the ordinary team member, no one is qualified to command others to rush and crouch behind themselves.

Moreover, no matter which unit you are in, you are always the leading charge role. Why do you wave your shovel and shout and let others charge!"

Qiao Shan stared at Yiganger for two seconds, and saw that he stopped talking, he shouted loudly: "So, you have been eliminated, are there any problems?"

Seeing Yiganger lowered his head, Qiao Shan's eyes glanced around the eliminated queue again, and asked in a tone, "Is anyone else having any objection?"

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A few minutes later, the eighty-seven people who were eliminated were taken away, and An Jingzhe walked to the front of the team.

Looking at the candidates who seemed a little excited because they passed the first day of selection, they asked loudly: "Do you think today is exciting?"

"Stimulate!"

“Exciting ~”

After several veterans in the queue took the lead, everyone shouted at the same time.

"Okay, then next, I'll show you something more exciting!" An Jingzhe shouted and stepped aside.

A projection curtain more than 200 inches behind him was slowly lowered, and then the light emitted by the projector behind him hit the curtain.

The screen is played with the picture taken by the drone, without a soundtrack, and without careful editing. The screen is simply projected, some scenes from the special forces’ previous three operations.

At the beginning, there were only some shots of killing enemy personnel. Then the scene gradually became fierce and violent, with bullets firing, explosions and flames flying together.

Although the scene is not as grand and exciting as in the movie, every enemy falls down and every piece of blood splashes is absolutely true.

Just as the "audiences" below, the blood on the body began to gradually become hot.

As the picture turned, the armed personnel rushed up in the night and fire.

After being hit directly by the RPG rocket, the machine gunner whose body was stained with blood.

After being shot twice and falling into a severe coma, the deer was still holding the backpack tightly.

The medical point was surrounded by bloody bandages wrapped around the wounded...

Looking at the enemy charging wildly, looking at the bloody battlefield, and looking at the seriously injured comrades on his side, one of the "audiences" below was counted, and their whole bodies began to feel numb, and a stream of air conditioning rose from the heart and back, and then quickly spread to the whole body.

Just when everyone was shocked by the cruelty of the real battlefield, the perspective turned into aerial photography.

In the picture, more than twenty soldiers rushed out of a wooden house with a cold light, facing the enemy who was several times or dozens of times, and rushed straight up.

Then people kept getting shot and fell down and kept getting bayonets into the flesh...

The picture came to an abrupt end here, and the "spectators" in the team fell into a dead quiet. Some were shocked and their expressions were dull, while others were excited and trembled all over.

An Jingzhe walked to the front of the team again, took everyone's expressions into his eyes, and raised his voice and said, "I don't want to see these things, either to be sensational or to motivate you. I just want you to see clearly what is the real combat.

Once you choose to join, what kind of tasks you will perform in the future and what kind of scene you will face.

The real battlefield is cruel, ten times more cruel than you think! No one is the protagonist in the movie, bullets will fly around you. Death, disability, and like a shadow!

Tonight, all of you can rest well. Don't worry, you won't be in urgent gatherings or in any sudden attacks.

You can have a good sleep or take the opportunity to figure out whether you are really suitable to be a member of such a unit.

There is nothing to be ashamed to quit. After breakfast tomorrow, there is a car waiting outside the dormitory. There is no need to write anything, and there is no need to say, just take your luggage and get in quietly.

You will soon be able to return to your former troops, and I promise, no one will be irresponsible!

Do you understand?”

"I understand!" The response in the queue was extremely neat.

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After dawn, as the wake-up call sounded, the originally quiet camp came to life instantly.

The slogans gathered in front of the gates of each camp were heard one after another, and then neatly shaped arrays moved one after another. Some were taken to the large training ground, some started running around the entire camp, and some were taken directly into the back mountain to start light-mounted off-road.

At about seven o'clock, the teams were brought back one after another. After a short time to wash and organize the housework, they lined up again, taking neat steps amid the slogans, running towards their respective canteens.

At around 7:30, a song before meal began to sway over the camp...

The canteen of the special forces has not been expanded yet, and half of the canteen of the drone teaching team has been cut off to give the two hundred people who have run for the election.

While Qu Sen happily filled his breakfast in his mouth, he looked at Master Xu, who was struggling to hold chopsticks, and his smile never broke.

"I said to comrade captain, you have been playing almost the same thing these days. Should you do some serious business?" Gu Shan muttered dissatisfied.

There is no way, it’s okay to hold meetings once or twice. As time goes by, several cadres of the teaching team discovered that their captain was just "playing" and was extremely dedicated to "playing".

"As for the serious business, everyone is almost busy, just having a small meeting, so you don't have to be so nervous." All the preparations were going in an orderly manner, which made Qu Sen very relaxed.

The importance also fell sharply.

"The inspection team in the teacher tomorrow will come down. Please be honest, can you be more careful?" Gu Shan rolled her eyes depressedly.

"Ah? Check it out tomorrow? What should I check? Are there anything else I haven't finished the preparations?" Qu Sen finally took a little serious.

"Now, the preparations are almost done. The newly compiled textbooks are sent to the military district for review. Except for the guesthouse that has not been completed, there should be no other problems." Gu Shan thought about it and answered.

"That's all. Since you're ready, everyone should do whatever they should do. Those who come from the teacher must be familiar with each other and don't pick on the bones in the eggs.

If they find any problem, let's continue to change it." Qu Sen heard that there was no problem and returned to his carefree appearance again.

"Old Qu, there is something you really have to do." Kou Hai and Gu Shan were speechless and sat there and spoke.

"explain!"

"In a few days, the training aircraft of the police drone will be delivered. Do you have to compile the textbook separately? After all, we will train the instructors for others."

"Hiss~ I have to change some places." Qu Sen smashed his mouth, thought for a while and waved his hand: "I can do it. I have the drawings and performance parameters of the police trainer. I have it today if I have time."

At the beginning, the police thought to directly order a batch of finished products for teaching for the teaching team. Later, they referred to the military model plan and decided to design a special trainer.

However, the current drone team on the "715" side is really low in work efficiency. It took almost two months to deliver the drawings of the coach model to the Police Communication Factory. Then it was tested and scheduled to produce, and it has been delayed until now.

However, Qu Sen had been coming from Liu Zhiquan for a long time. After looking at it, he found that it was not much different from the current military model trainer, so he didn't care much.

When Kou Hai mentioned this, Qu Sen thought it would be better to help others compile a set of textbooks. After all, the cars he drove out and the oil tickets he used were all supported by the public security system.

Now everyone in the drone teaching team knows that the police small drone was developed by Qu Sen, so he said that he had finished the textbooks, so naturally no one had any objections. After breakfast, everyone went to work on their own.

After Qu Sen finished his class, he had already thrown the matter of compiling special textbooks behind his mind and ran excitedly to see how the special forces were messing with Xindian.

Xiao Liuzi wanted to come back with a pile of thick logs, so that the newcomers could carry the training plan, but they did not get it. The main reason is that in this era, thick wood is really too expensive. There are suitable trees on the mountain, but they were all numbered by the forestry department. Whoever dares to cut it down if you say it.

However, through logs to exercise and cultivate everyone's team consciousness, this proposal was recognized by the teacher. So a batch of oil poles (old wood telephone poles) were transferred from the warehouse and sent them to the truck.

While training and selection for the special forces, tasks were also assigned to allow them to explore and summarize the various methods and training intensity of "hugging wood" training.

For this matter, Xiao Liuzi was scolded by everyone because not only did the new students get "hugging" training, but the elderly also had to practice.

The oil rod not only has the anti-corrosion oil on it faded and dipped in the clothes, but it has not been polished and is covered with small burrs.

"I said, are you stupid? Find a few angle grinders to make it, and then rub it with sandpaper and then you won't have any thorns.

The top of the Bowan Yinger is covered with anticorrosion oil, and the pierced hands are full of holes and are not afraid of infection." After a while, Qu Sen smiled and gave advice to the silly roe deer with a bitter face.

An Jingzhe originally wanted everyone to "polish" the oil rod with his hands. When he heard Qu Sen say that anticorrosion oil pierced into the meat, he also felt it made sense. So he immediately called someone to look for the angle grinder.

After a while, the burrs on the oil rod were clean, but Qu Sen also became the object of everyone's complaints.

Because An Jingzhe had thought the weight of the oil rod was too light before, so he had a sudden idea after looking at the angle grinder, ran to the construction site of the guesthouse and borrowed the carpenter chainsaw.

He called people to create a right angle face on each pole, and then tied the four poles into a group with steel wire. This time the weight is not only enough, but also too enough.

Oilwood poles are originally hardwood and have a good weight. The four sticks are stuck together, and you can think of the weight without using it.

In order to test the training effect and average tolerance, Comrade Lao An also let everyone practice hard. This group of silly roe deer was so tired. After a long time, one of them counted one, and none of them could straighten their waists.

The selection training of the candidates is actually not very mysterious. It is to increase the amount and increase the amount and price in ordinary military subjects to strengthen training.

Of course, the special forces also have various options for training, such as driving, helicopter landing, etc. However, most of them must be started after the official members are confirmed.
Chapter completed!