Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 187 Devil Training
It's like a person who has been eating bland food for a long time and suddenly eats Chongqing hot pot one night. It would be no wonder if nothing happened.

Some team members turned pale as they practiced, and spit it out when they opened their mouths, while others tightly pursed their mouths to prevent themselves from spitting it out.

But the old fox didn't care about this, he went to the flag stand and announced the training subjects loudly.

"The first hors d'oeuvres, fully armed for [-] kilometers cross-country, don't count the time, now I ask them to just complete the distance, let's go!"

There is a man-made dirt road in the middle of the tropical rainforest, and a jeep leads the way.

Behind them was a large group of soldiers wearing various military uniforms. They had no ranks on their shoulders, and there were no marks on their uniforms, only a number on their collars and helmets.

When running ten kilometers outside the camp, everyone's physical fitness was there, and they could bear it without any problems.

But at the [-]th kilometer mark, someone stopped running and vomited while lying on their stomachs.After a while, an ambulance drove over, took the vomiting soldier into the car and disappeared into the distance.

As the distance and time continue to increase, the number of people who vomit is also increasing.

But the members of the shadow team all endured the pain in their hearts, and walked with difficulty.

They also feel uncomfortable, and immediately start strenuous exercise after eating, which is neither scientific nor humane.But there are no rules here, and everything is decided by the Warrior School.

But after running [-] kilometers, several people in the shadow team suddenly felt that their stomachs were not so uncomfortable, and they felt that they were getting stronger and stronger.

Lin Mu was a little puzzled. He raised his head and looked at the leading team in front of him, which claimed to be the strongest in the world.

As a result, they were in the same situation as the shadow group, their running speed increased instead of falling, and they tended to throw the shadow group further and further away.

Lin Mu took a deep breath, quickened his running pace, and desperately chased after him.

Under his leadership, the whole shadow team accelerated, and slowly they were about to catch up with the leading team.

The runway in the tropical rain forest seems to have been deliberately built by the organizer.

The person who ran out along the dirt road that started inside the Warriors School made a big circle outside, and found that the end point was actually the previous starting point.

In the rest of the journey, they caught up with the leading team, but they failed to surpass them. The two teams entered the gate of the Warriors School almost at the same time.

When all the teams returned and the old fox counted the number of people, Lin Mu discovered that there were only about 80 people left.

Those who vomited in the middle of the training camp have already withdrawn from the training camp, and the organizer has quietly sent them away. No wonder Lin Mu saw neither the ambulance nor the shadows of those who vomited when he came back.

"Very good, you can't rest yet, go back to the dormitory to put down your weapons and equipment, and gather by the mud pit."

The old fox saw that the number of people left was far beyond his expectation, and he became interested immediately. He wanted to know where the limit of these people in front of him was.

Wooden stakes with a full diameter of about [-] to [-] centimeters were placed in the pit. They may not look very heavy, but these wooden stakes were all soaked in water.

All the trainees were driven out of the mud pit. They were divided into groups, and one group picked up a wooden stake and did sit-ups according to the old fox's order.

Lin Mu couldn't remember exactly how many he had made, and now their measurement method has changed, not by the number but by the hour.

The old fox asked them to do it for two hours without stopping or resting.

In the end, everyone's thinking basically became dull, and they just mechanically repeated the action of getting up and down, getting up and down.

The whistle is ringing!
The trainees hadn't turned the corner for a while, and they were still doing sit-ups while holding the stakes.

"Gentlemen, do you like to stay in the mud pit? If so, report it, and then I will approve you to soak in the mud pit every day without training."

A big bearded man roared over the pit with a tweeter.

It was only now that Lin Mu and the others came to their senses, so they threw away the stake and slowly crawled out of the mud pit weakly.

When they were grouped together in groups.

All of them were completely unrecognizable, and their faces were not faces and noses were not noses because they were covered with mud.

And one by one swayed here and there, as if they might fall down at any time due to loss of strength.

"I'm very satisfied with everyone's performance. I'll give you half an hour to wash off the mud on your body, and then it's dinner time." After the bearded man finished speaking, he walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the bath and dinner, Lin Mu and the others regained their strength, ran back to the dormitory quickly, took out a change of clothes and went straight to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, several members of the shadow team came to the cafeteria refreshed. It was dinner time, and the old fox was so generous that they could enjoy dinner.

But the dinner was a bit too shabby. Each person had a hard corn bun, and then each person had a bottle of water, which was mixed with unknown fruits.

juice? !
In less than 5 minutes, several people in the shadow team ate up all the food on the dinner plate. After eating these food, they only had something to digest in the stomach, and they were not full at all.

Before going to bed, Lin Mu told everyone to be vigilant and not to sleep too hard, in case the old fox Victor made a surprise attack.

However, unexpectedly, there was no movement that night.

The members of the shadow team fell asleep obediently.This allowed them to supplement the lack of sleep in the previous few days, and each of them became refreshed after waking up.

On the playground, the old fox stood on the flag platform, scanning all the trainees, and was quite satisfied with the state of the crowd below.

"Gentlemen, it's strange, isn't it? I didn't ask you to get up in the middle of the night to do some activities last night. It's not that I pity you, but that I want you to have enough energy to slowly ravage you."

"Today's training subjects are very exciting. This is a feast I carefully prepared for everyone. Enjoy it. First, there are regular warm-up activities every day. Are you fully armed for [-] kilometers of off-roading? Warriors, let's go."

Following the roar of the old fox, the trainees scattered and ran out of the gate of the camp.

But today's old fox didn't show kindness, and two jeeps followed behind the team.

The soldiers above held carbines and kept firing at the feet of those who fell at the rear of the line.

They were so scared that they had to speed up, not daring to keep their strength.

Although these people know that the bullet will not hit them, what if they are unlucky and get hit all at once?
(End of this chapter)