The hero of special forces is king

Chapter 87 Play some exciting

Lush mountains and dense jungle.

Under the night, the candles flickered slightly, illuminating the tent slightly brightly.

In the tent, there was a simple shrinking table and two folding chairs, surrounded by several armed gangsters with live ammunition, wearing masks, unable to see their expressions clearly.

But the exposed eyes were indifferent and fierce, and the rookie who was sitting on the folding chair was trembling all over.

The rookie in the training camp was obviously the one who couldn't hold on before, his psychological defense collapsed and he chose to surrender.He was lying on the shrinking table, holding a pen and paper, and was writing vigorously.

The candlelight shines, reflecting the moving shadows, making it appear hasty and lonely.

With the dim light, one could vaguely see the sweat on the man's forehead and the tears in his eyes.For a soldier, surrender is undoubtedly humiliating.

Although it was not what he wanted, it was a wrong decision made out of panic, but in any case, there was no room for explanation in surrendering.

Soon, the man finished writing the gangster's confession, and tremblingly pushed the pen and paper to a gangster sitting on a folding chair opposite.Glancing at the other party cautiously, he said tremblingly: "I... I finished writing."

The person on the opposite side crossed his arms, looked at him silently, watched him finish writing what he had explained, nodded slightly, reached out to fetch the paper, and glanced at it carefully.

The content recorded above clearly indicated the number of the Yexiao base, as well as the names, code names, military ranks, and positions of the generals, commanders and members of the Yexiao base.

At the same time, issues such as the establishment, camp, sentry posts, internal layout, and arms divisions, armaments, and guard post replacements of the Night Owl base were annotated one by one.

Although the content is not very detailed and mostly speculated or estimated, it basically exposes most of the intelligence information of the Night Owl Special Reconnaissance Operations Team.

Holding the paper in his hand, he scanned the information recorded on it one by one. The gangster in charge of the interrogation pursed his lips, sat up straight, stared at the training team member with eyes fixed and said, "Can you tell me why you Surrender?"

"I...I don't want to die!" The man replied hastily, his trembling expression fully showed his nervous and flustered heart, and his eyes were full of fear of death.

The gangster sneered and asked again: "Do you remember the oath you swore to your motherland and people when you joined the army?"

The expression of the training team member changed, his pupils constricted, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes suddenly became terrified, and his psychological defense completely collapsed.

"I...I...I don't want to die, I...I, I..." The man hugged his head and howled in pain.

Aware of the pain of the other party, as well as the self-blame and shame emerging deep in his heart, the gangster suddenly sighed and reached out to take off the mask on his head.

The flickering candles flickered slightly, reflecting a Chinese-character face under the mask.With thick eyebrows and big eyes, a hooked nose, and a high nose bridge, the facial features look relatively rough, and the slightly cold eyebrows add a bit of majesty and fortitude.

The training team member looked up and saw this face clearly, his expression changed drastically, his body shook violently, he struggled in fear, knocked down the folding chair, and sat slumped on the ground.

He looked at that face in disbelief, looking at the person sitting opposite, his eyes were full of fear and awe, as well as deep regret.

"Teacher... Instructor..." The man suddenly understood something, his fear and horror were swept away, and his expression quickly turned bitter.Sitting slumped on the ground, holding his legs with his hands, deep regret welled up in his heart.

The person opposite was Cao Ying, codenamed Grass Eagle, the captain of the Night Owl Special Reconnaissance Operations Team, and the chief instructor of the training team.

Cao Ying tapped the table lightly, looked at the training team member opposite with a cold expression, took a breath, and then said flatly: "Sorry, you were eliminated."

Hearing Cao Ying's cruel sentence, the man could no longer control his emotions, and wailed loudly, crying bitterly.

Since participating in the training camp, these training team members have endured inhuman torture, cruel training, and death threats that may exist every day.

It was hard to see the end, but failed to survive this calamity, this test.

The man suddenly realized that this was not a terrorist attack at all, but a loyalty test.

Special forces require absolute loyalty, absolute loyalty to the party and the country, to the troops and the people.

"Hyena, send him away."

Cao Ying didn't raise her head, and gave a faint order.A thin, masked gangster walked out with a gun in his hand.He took off the mask, revealing a face with thin features, small eyes and short brows.

"Let's go!" The other party was obviously a hyena, and he looked at the training team member lightly and signaled.

The man understood completely, suppressed his grief, got up with difficulty, gave a military salute to Cao Ying, and was escorted away by hyenas.

Before leaving, Cao Ying raised her head slightly, looked at the man's back, and warned coldly: "After you leave here, please remember, if you are afraid of death, don't become a soldier."

The man stopped slightly, didn't look back, just gritted his teeth, pursed his lips and teeth, wiped away his tears, and left the camp in a hurry.

After sending off the training team member, a figure from outside the camp came in through the curtain, holding a gun, slapped it on the shrinking table, and said in an annoyed way: "Boss, I made a mistake."

While speaking, the man took off his mask, revealing the watermelon face with the small eyes, saber eyebrows, and mustache of Dilong Dilong.

Cao Ying raised her head slightly, and said with a light smile, "Maybe it's done?"

Plane Dilong snorted, and said angrily: "It was about to be settled, and it was all due to the stubborn No. 21, his mother, he is really a bully, relying on one mouth, he suddenly sent a lot of guys who wanted to surrender to the generals." Gotta back off."

"Number 21?" Cao Ying pursed her lips slightly, and then asked with a smile, "Where is Number 12?"

"Number 12? Hey, that son of a bitch is terrified, but he's still stubborn. I don't know what kind of evil he got, but after being stimulated by No. 21, he actually stabilized." The more he said, the more angry he became, viciously. He waved his fist vigorously, looking very annoyed.

Listening to Dilong's explanation, Cao Ying's smile became more and more obvious.

Dilong noticed something, rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "Boss, how can you still laugh? I'm dying of anxiety."

"What's wrong? Could it be that you still want me to cry?" Cao Ying couldn't help laughing and said, "They were able to stabilize, which proves that there is still a bottom line in their hearts. According to preliminary judgments, their loyalty is still reliable. Doesn't this mean that the soldiers our country spends so much military resources to cultivate are all worth it?"

Dilong was taken aback by Cao Ying's words, and it took him a long time to react. He asked, "Then... what should I do? End the assessment?"

Cao Ying chuckled: "How can it be so simple? Since we're here, how can it end if we don't have some exciting fun?"

(End of this chapter)