Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Yu Xin looked at the dishes with no oil or water at all, and a sense of compassion arose spontaneously.

He said to his teammates: "I just suddenly remembered a song."

The teammates on the side closed their eyes tightly, took a mouthful of food, and mocked: "Looking at the bonfire, you have arranged two shows by yourself?"

Yu Xin sighed: "Have you heard of "Tears Behind Bars"? Holding the steamed buns in his hand, there is not a drop of oil in the dish."

I don’t know if he was infected or if everyone was moved by the scene.

Several people around him sang along to the song, and even looked provocatively in the direction of Jiang Fan's tent.

But Jiang Fan didn't respond at all. He even sat at the door with a plate of meat, eating and applauding.

"This is the real bonfire party. We still need a dancer. Which one of you will go?"

At first glance, everyone saw that Jiang Fan was really in trouble at this time.

He wisely stopped talking and conserved his energy.

In the next few days, although their training was still within acceptable limits, they also realized that Jiang Fan seemed to have a grudge against his clothes.

Starting yesterday, they were not allowed to wear tops during training, even taking off their vests.

But the strange thing is that their bodies really slowly adapted to this rhythm.

Although it hasn't reached Jiang Fan's level of sweating, the cold is not so desperate for them.

But one night, Jiang Fan suddenly called everyone together and said: "Starting from tomorrow, there will be three days of snow training. We are going to the top of the mountain, so you must protect yourselves."

They felt a little suspicious at first and didn't understand what Jiang Fan meant by what he said.

As the chief instructor, he must be involved in the entire training process. So don’t everyone suffer the same way?
Everyone returned to the dormitory without knowing why. The temperature had dropped sharply recently, and they would often wake up from the cold at night.

Suddenly, someone woke up and heard an unusual sound outside the door.

He breathed heavily, rubbed his hands, and walked towards the door.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a cold wind blew into the room.

Four people who were not very familiar with each other were awakened, and they cursed: "Are you crazy for not sleeping at night?"

"Why are you opening the curtain at the door? I'm going to freeze to death. Close it quickly."

"hurry up."

But the man said excitedly: "Am I right? Snowmobile?"

This sentence instantly made everyone else feel sleepy.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of the door.

Sure enough, I saw a snowmobile, which seemed to have been ridden up from the foot of the mountain.

The instructors' tents are still brightly lit, and they must be making plans for tomorrow's training.

Suddenly, their complaints disappeared.

He even joked: "I didn't expect that there is such a tool."

"But I always feel that this motorcycle is definitely not for us to ride."

"I think so too. They must be trying to torture us. Could it be that they are riding motorcycles and we are walking?"

Everyone suddenly became indignant when they thought of this.

"If that's the case, I'll pour all the oil out of his motorcycle."

Someone breathed a sigh of relief: "Go to bed quickly. We must cherish the tent today. In the next three days, we may have to build a bed on the ground."

Early the next morning, Jiang Fan called them out.They also felt a little strange, why didn't the smell of rice come from the instructor's tent?

Did they not even have food for this morning?
This is a bit too much!

Suddenly, Long Xiaoyun stood up and said: "Starting from today, for the next three days, you have to figure out your own food."

Everyone couldn't believe their ears.

In this vast snowy mountain, the only thing they can eat is snow, and they can't even see any plants, let alone animals.

Aren't they going to starve to death in these three days?

Che Jie's anger suddenly surged up, and he shouted: "You are pushing your limits. You want us all to starve to death."

"What you are talking about is simply impossible. Those who can survive on this snowy mountain are all nationally protected animals. We cannot violate the law."

Jiang Xiaoyu hugged them and said calmly: "It's impossible for the instructors you are talking about to think that they don't know that the people on the mountain are protected animals? Can they still let us eat protected animals?"

He said these two sentences loudly on purpose.

On the surface, he seemed to be speaking to help Jiang Fan and the others, but in fact, he was speaking to them on purpose.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Jiang Xiaoyu still understands me. Of course I know what protecting animals is, so I brought a group of animals up the mountain myself."

Everyone:. . . .

Do you still play like this?
Can I take my own animals up the mountain?

The key point is that there is so much snow on this mountain that the animals they brought will most likely freeze to death here.

Everyone now has no idea what Jiang Fan wants to do.

Jiang Fan said: "Everyone comes here and draws a map. This is a treasure map about food. There will be ten different routes and a total of ten different foods. The map only uses circles of different colors to represent one kind of food. , you can choose independently, or you can group them, there is no restriction on this."

As soon as they heard that they could be divided into groups, the people who were originally from a special forces squadron immediately got together.

"Let's be a group."

Then, Jiang Fan said another bolt from the blue.

"However, the specific food and the quantity are uncertain. There are cabbage, potatoes, beef, and chicken. When you are grouping, you must also consider what if the food you find in the end is different from what you expected. what to do."

Everyone's expressions instantly became solemn.

It's like a gamble.

With all conditions uncertain, they can only take a chance.

Later, Jiang Fan gave each of them a signal gun.

"If you feel that you can't hold on any longer and are about to lose consciousness, fire this signal gun and we will rush over as quickly as possible to rescue you."

Later, Long Xiaoyun smiled and added: "Instructor Jiang forgot to tell you the most critical information just now. You have enemies."

Everyone's palms were bright and hot, hot and cold at the same time.

Why is it repeated several times, slapped and given a sweet date? Who can stand it?

Yu Xin couldn't help it and asked: "What enemy?"

Long Xiaoyun explained: "All trainee instructors will hold weapons in their hands and attack you. Please note, this is not a drill, this is a real attack."

Although Long Xiaoyun's expression was quite serious, everyone felt that it would be impossible for the instructors to do anything to them.

After all, these are elites from different military regions. If someone really accidentally kills someone during training, Jiang Fan cannot bear the responsibility.