Let's practice, instructor!

Hao Bin kindly reminded: "The temperature difference between morning and evening in the desert is large, and it will drop below eight degrees in a while, so the temperature of the lake..."

"Damn!" Someone couldn't help but yelled, meaning they had to take a cold shower after a hard day of training?

No, what is the concept of below octave? It's almost winter swimming, right?

The rookies stood up holding each other, staggered to find their own beds according to the number, and ran to the back of the camp with clean clothes.

The mouse saw them running like ducks swaying from side to side and moving their legs, and laughed: "Heifeng, I don't think it will be a problem for them to go another five kilometers off-road."

Hao Bin put himself on an off-road motorcycle and lay on his back. The night in the desert was surprisingly quiet, the sky was also surprisingly dark, and the stars looked particularly bright. The moon here is the real silver plate, exuding a cool brilliance. Just looking at it like that, you will feel that your heart seems to have accepted the baptism of the moon god, and all the troubles are slowly settling down.

After a while, the mice heard Hao Bin say calmly: "In that case, let's have an extra meal at night!"

"Really?" Shen Gong approached Hao Bin and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Isn't it too... cruel?"

Boom, Shen Gong was kicked in the buttocks, the voice sounded so solid, Feiying said maliciously twice: "Have you forgotten how we got here? It was such an important first night, It was so memorable, and if they don't give them something special, they will regret it for the rest of their lives."

Hao Bin's eyes lit up. They were just like these rookies on the first day of the selection. They were as tired as dead dogs. They knew that the first night would be difficult according to the practice of the special forces for many years, but they were so tired that they felt ashamed as soon as they touched the pillows. From a dead dog to a dead pig, sleeping until midnight, several instructors held a large water hose like that used by the fire brigade in their hands, and poured water on them who were sleeping soundly. The brothers sleeping on the upper bunk were like dumplings. Everyone fell from the top, and everyone was shocked and angry, and finally had to carry the same soaked individual field backpack for a five-kilometer cross-country at night.

Mouse recalled Ji Lingling's cold war that night, bared his teeth and said, "We have to let these rookies never forget it, otherwise I'm so unbalanced!"

Shen Gong shook his head: "You bastards are so cruel!"

"Are you ready?" Hao Bin asked casually with his hands under his head.

"I'm ready!" Feiying is gearing up: "I promise they will be lively and fragrant. It must be exciting. I seem to have heard their screams. It's so cool!"

"Bt!" Shen Gong took off his glasses and wiped them: "I'll go and see those rookies, so I won't be fooling around with you crazy people."

The tall figure of the mouse stepped forward, and immediately clamped Shen Gong's head under his armpit: "Stop pretending to be innocent with us, let's go, together! I'll go wash up too!"

"I'll go too!" Feiying and Dumb also followed: "This body of sand, I can't sleep without washing!"

Seeing that Hao Bin didn't move, the mouse turned his head and said, "Hei Feng, are you not going?"

Hao Bin had already washed it at noon, and in the afternoon he was covered in sand again, so he simply jumped off the motorcycle: "Let's go, it's really useless if you don't wash it!"

Over there, the rookies have reached the lake.

The large oval lake glows with a faint cold light under the moon. One can imagine how thrilling it will be under the scorching sun. The rookies gather around the lake and look at the cold lake surface and feel cool all over their bodies.