Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 778 Only One Name

Happiness came so suddenly.

More than 200 people were dragged to the beach near the camp before they could react. After some activities, the captain on duty Xiao Jun pointed to a white buoy on the sea in the distance and said: "Everyone swim there, turn around Just come back, the round-trip distance is only 500 meters, it is very easy for you, right?"

500 meters?

In the queue, the hearts of Fatty Wei and the others fell to the ground.

"It scared me to death, I thought it was 5000 meters!"

Before he finished laughing, Xiao Jun suddenly said: "Because our training and selection time is very short, only 15 days, so the elimination speed will be very fast, you must learn to adapt. In this 500-meter test , the last ten can go back directly with their backpacks, remember, catch the last ten and eliminate them."

Before everyone could react, Xiao Jun waved his hand, blew his whistle, and with a beep, more than 200 team members who were still a bit confused rushed to the sea——

No, it should be rushing to the sea.

The beach where more than 200 people were originally standing was completely empty in an instant.

Standing aside, Li Zheng felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and then saw Fatty Wei and the others jumping into the sea like a large group of penguins, swimming towards the buoy in the distance.

No flotation gear, no swimming ring, but no weapons and equipment, and swim naked.

At this time, the competition is purely speed.

Whoever is faster will be awesome, whoever is faster will win, whoever is slower will be unlucky, and whoever is slower will be eliminated.

Fatty Wei felt that he was in a state of frenzied adrenaline secretion.

He felt that at that moment, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

There was the sound of splashing into the water beside him.

He couldn't even see people clearly, and he didn't have time to look.

tour!
swim quickly!
Can't be in the bottom ten!
This is the only thought.

Where is Qiang Yong?

Where is Zhang Jian?
Can Fang Chengbo keep up?
Fatty Wei couldn't bear to think about all this.

Before coming, a group of people bragged in the car, saying that they must take care of each other.

Well now, take care of the ass.

It is Amitabha's great luck to take care of himself and not be driven away.

Fortunately, Fatty Wei, Zhang Jian and others are good at swimming. They were originally from the reconnaissance battalion, and swimming has always been their strength.

220 people, catch the last ten, and there is no one in a row.

When everyone got ashore, Li Zheng counted the number of people together with Hou Jun and other district captains, and stopped the last 10 people.

The last ten veterans had obviously tried their best. When they got ashore, several of them sat down on the ground and smashed their fists into the sand, hating themselves for swimming too slowly.

Xiao Jun said to Li Zheng: "Register their names and delete them from the roster."

A cold sentence.

There is no room for half-heartedness.

The selection of elite special forces is so cruel.

Li Zheng didn't say much, he could only carry out the order.

In fact, for him, it was a cruel thing to confirm the names of the last ten names one by one, and to cross out the names on the roster with a red pen.

But I have to do it.

The ten soldiers who fell last were brought back, and the 210 veterans who were lucky enough to stay in the selection team had long since lost the vigor they had when they first came, and they all became a little uneasy.

These soldiers are the best in each brigade, battalion and company.

Those who are not top students don't even have the chance to participate in the selection.

Aces are arrogant.

When they came, everyone was very high-spirited, and they all felt that they would definitely win, and that they would definitely join the Jiaolong commando team and become the legendary commando members.

As a result, less than two hours after arriving, they witnessed ten people being eliminated from the Jiaolong training base without taking a bite of food.

This is a shock to everyone.

It is not surprising that five people in a row came to run for the election, but Qiang Yong was the only one.

It wasn't the first time he came to run for the election. He had come here before and was eliminated on the tenth day.

The Jiaolong commando does not select people every year, it depends on the timing, Qiang Yong held back for two years, and finally waited for the opportunity again.

Xiao Jun stood in front of the wet team members, glanced at everyone's face, and then congratulated everyone.

"You should be very happy at this time, because you have passed the first level. Maybe you think it is too impersonal to be eliminated on the first day, but in the next fifteen days, you will get used to it. This elimination mode, many people are eliminated every day, don't be surprised, and don't hesitate, this is the selection mode of our Jiaolong Commando, you need to get used to it."

After a pause, he continued: "Now, please take off your military ranks and armbands. Starting today, you are not allowed to wear military ranks and armbands in the training team, because you will be divided into 22 groups here. , everyone has their own number, the number is your name. Of course, when you are eliminated, you can put on your original rank again and go back to your original unit with it. If you are lucky enough to survive 15 days If you can become the ten people in the final list, then you can wear the military ranks, and then proudly wear the dragon armbands and badges. Now, you have all of them, listen to the password—dismiss the military ranks, and take off the armbands!"

There was a roar in the team.

Everyone is picking up their ranks, taking off their navy armbands, and putting them in their pockets.

A district captain came over with a bag, and issued number plates one by one from beginning to end.

Several soldiers in a company are in a squad in a district, so they are at the head of the queue.

Fatty Wei got number 4.

Zhang Jian got No. 1.

Fatty Wei looked at the number plate, flattened his mouth and said, "4... 4... 4... is really unlucky!"

Xiao Jun turned around: "Wei Guoxing, what are you talking about?"

Fatty Wei immediately puffed up his chest and replied: "Reporting captain, I am saying that I am very lucky to be able to get such a high number! I am full of confidence that I can pass the test successfully, and I will definitely be in the top ten!"

When he said this, everyone was amused and laughed.

Xiao Jun knew that Fatty Wei was enlisted for the second time. He had been published in newspapers back then and had served in Lu Terry.

However, pouring cold water is what captains often do, especially training captains.

Xiao Jun is no exception, so he poured cold water on Fatty Wei: "Wei Guoxing, the train is not pushed, the cowhide is not blown, whether you can keep your number has nothing to do with it, how many of the people who came to participate in the selection this time are former How many years have passed? How many of them were eliminated at the end with a higher number and got out?"

He pointed at Qiang Yong.

"Qiang Yong, tell Wei Guoxing, what was your number last time?"

Qiang Yong was embarrassed this time, scratched his head, and raised the number plate in his hand: "Same as this time..."

Everyone looked closely.

Hey!
"Number 2!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed.

Xiao Jun stared at Qiang Yong for a moment, and encouraged him: "Qiang Yong, you were eliminated last year because of what subjects you knew, right?"

While speaking, his eyes moved to Li Zheng.

"This year, you are close to the water. Don't you know how to ask for a good lottery by relying on the Town God's Temple?"

Qiang Yong raised his head and looked at Li Zheng, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a fire blazed up.

Li Zheng asked Xiao Jun in a low voice: "Captain Xiao, what subject was Qiang Yong eliminated last time?"

Xiao Jun said, "Sniping on the water."

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(End of this chapter)