Ballistic Silence of Special Years

"Ho-"

After some rescue, Zhang Jian suddenly opened his eyes as if awakened from a nightmare, with a strange noise in his throat, and then began to breathe desperately.

"Saved!"

The hygienist breathed a sigh of relief.

The boulder hanging over Xiao Jun's heart also fell heavily, and he sat down on the ground.

"He needs a break."

The hygienist greeted several veterans: "Come help and carry him inside."

Several Jiaolong veterans came up, lifted Zhang Jian, put him on a stretcher, and carried him into the cabin.

Seeing this situation, Li Zheng and Hou Jun also breathed a sigh of relief, and they exchanged glances, each other relieved.

I have to say that this time Zhang Jian was considered a man.

I really underestimated this stuff before.

There was no diarrhea at the critical moment, and no embarrassment.

Xiao Jun got up from the ground, walked up to Li Zheng and Hou Jun, and sized them up.

Li Zheng felt a little guilty.

After all, being hung with a sky lantern is no fun.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jun suddenly said: "Okay, you two have passed the test, you can go down and rest."

Turn around and say to a team member: "Bring the next group up."

Several veterans came up and untied the ropes on Li Zheng and Hou Jun.

A veteran asked Li Zheng: "Instructor Li, do you want to help you?"

Li Zheng looked up at the veteran.

Ten minutes ago, he was the one who tied himself up and hung him into the sea, which made him suffer so much.

However, he has no hatred.

This is training.

Since I came here, I was mentally prepared to be tortured.

"No need, I'm fine..."

He struggled to get up from the ground.

The deck was very slippery and water was everywhere. Li Zheng slipped and sat back on the ground.

Only then did he realize that his limbs were soft, and he felt an indescribable weakness all over his body, and he had no strength left.

The veteran stretched out his hand to help him up, and said, "Don't hold on, when I received this kind of training, I was carried away."

Li Zheng nodded with a wry smile and said thank you.

My feet were still a little fluttering, as if I was stepping on a cotton ball.

Hou Jun came over, and the two of them supported each other. You looked at me, and I looked at you. They all felt a little bit proud after a catastrophe, but at least they survived.

This is a proof.

Being able to survive is the certification of willpower.

Without a bit of desperate energy, no ruthlessness, no firm consciousness, people collapsed early.

The two walked towards the cabin.

Before getting off the cabin, I saw Fatty Wei and Qiang Yong being brought up.

Fatty Wei's complexion was not very good-looking, he was ashen, the smile that used to hang on his face was gone, and his small eyes were full of tension.

Seeing Li Zheng and Hou Jun, Fatty Wei hesitated to speak, and wanted to ask how he felt, but he had no chance, and besides, it was useless to ask.

What does it feel like?
Of course it is a terrible feeling.

Li Zheng nodded slightly towards Fatty Wei, and gave his old comrade-in-arms some encouragement with his eyes.

"come on."

Hou Jun gave a word instead.

Fatty Wei was even more scared after talking about it, he wanted to smile at Li Zheng and Hou Jun, but he didn't expect that the smile he squeezed out was stiff, hard and bitter, uglier than crying.

Seeing this, a Jiaolong veteran who led the team pushed Fatty Wei, like pushing a prisoner.

"Let's go! I can't die!"

Only then did Fatty Wei go to the deck.

Li Zheng and Hou Jun returned to the cabin, and soon someone brought ginger soup.

The two took the ginger soup and asked the soldier who delivered the soup, "Is there nothing to eat? Give me something to eat, I'm starving to death."

The visitor smiled, looked at the two of them as if they were aliens, and finally said: "The training is not over yet, don't think about eating, drink some ginger soup, and get rid of the cold, there will be a show later! "

After all, he stopped talking to the two of them, turned around and left.

"Is there still a show?"

Hou Jun held the bowl, and couldn't drink the ginger soup anymore.

Others gathered around, Fang Chengbo asked Li Zheng: "What happened to Zhang Pai just now?"

Li Zheng said: "I passed out, but I was rescued, and I'm fine."

Fang Chengbo said, "Well...how do you feel?"

Li Zheng froze for a moment, then shook his head.

He didn't know how to describe the feeling himself.

Finally, after thinking about it, I summed it up and asked Fang Chengbo: "Have you ever drowned?"

Fang Chengbo shook his head: "Not really."

Li Zheng said: "You will know soon."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard Fatty Wei's wailing from the deck.

Then a violent vomiting sound was heard.

Everyone felt their hairs stand on end.

In fact, Li Zheng and Hou Jun were fine and knew what was going on.

The soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion in the cabin have never tried that kind of taste. They have been tortured by the miserable screams of Li Zheng, Hou Jun and the platoon leader Zhang Jian just now. Fatty Wei is screaming, that kind of psychological pressure...

Fang Chengbo said: "Fuck, it's better to get me up earlier, stay here and listen to you yelling from above, and now I'm hearing Fatty Wei howl, I feel hairy..."

Li Zheng was amused all of a sudden.

However, Fang Chengbo's words are true after a closer look.

Rather than listening to other people's wailing here and still being tortured in the end, it would be more liberating to go up early and suffer for yourself.

In fact, this kind of training is really early training and early superbirth. The further you go to the back row, the more scary it is, and it is a double torture both psychologically and physically.

But what they don't know is that Xiao Jun's arrangement also has deep meaning.

It is to let the people behind to listen to the toss on the deck and the screams of people being tortured, which is also an extreme test of psychological endurance.

If one day it really falls into the hands of the enemy, this situation is the closest to the reality. Whoever can't bear it psychologically will choose to give up and admit defeat before being sent to the deck to be tortured, or to listen in the cabin.

Anti-interrogation training is only part of the training.

Fatty Wei and the others suffered the same treatment as Li Zheng and the others on the deck.

From that night to six o'clock in the morning of the next day, every soldier in a platoon counted as one, and they were all arranged to "enjoy" the same treatment on the deck.

Fatty Wei was the one who yelled the most and the loudest of all. Of course, he didn't have the strength to yell in the end...

But he didn't let go in the end, he didn't move.

This surprised many people.

Before the anti-interrogation training was completed at 8 o'clock in the morning, [-] people in a row collapsed, and finally chose to give up.

This amount is close to one-third.

It looks high.

But not at all.

Not everyone can endure torture, not even scouts.

Those who can risk their lives and are not afraid of death, after all, there are not many.

The day finally dawned.

After the last batch of scouts who received anti-interrogation returned to the cabin, Xiao Jun came down to comment on the previous training in person, and explained the anti-interrogation skills to everyone.

Zhang Jian also returned to the team.

After all, the body is good and the recovery is fast.

For example, how can we gain time to breathe, how to release false information to gain opportunities for ourselves.

Xiao Jun cited the example of Zhang Jian and praised him, saying that Zhang Jian is the one who has the best anti-interrogation skills.

"Anti-interrogation requires skill, not death. Strong willpower is only a foundation, but reasonable use of anti-interrogation techniques will at least prevent you from being directly tortured to death during the interrogation process, without revealing the secret. Under the circumstances, remember one thing - if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about no firewood! To live is to hope!"

Arrived, he waved his hand.

"The next subject is to simulate how you will survive in the sea if you encounter extreme extinction after being captured, or if you yourself escape while being tied up... There are all of them, turn right and go to the deck!"

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