We all lie flat, you roll into a major general?

Before, I could still walk in big strides, but now I really have no strength.

You can only move in small steps.

The rucksack on his back and the steel gun in his hand seemed to be integrated with his body, and he no longer felt excess weight.

Because it has become extremely heavy.

No food, no energy supplement, blood sugar is dropping, and the fatigue of the body penetrates into every cell.

Not just physical fatigue.

After being exposed to the sun for a long time, without any rest for a quarter of an hour, even the spirit was sluggish.

Some people even have symptoms of dark eyes.

The arrangement of the entire team is no longer completely arranged according to the class before.

A few unsupported soldiers were assigned to the temporary wounded squad and placed at the end of the team.

Even though the entire team failed to maintain the formation and had stretched into a long queue, they still kept moving at a constant speed.

The only thing that can keep them going is perseverance.

Let them really understand what it means to...

Trial of blood and fire!

A test of will and faith!

At this time, a group of people walked side by side 327 and encouraged each other.

Gong Fei and Xiong He gritted their teeth and followed behind Chen Ming and Geng Jun.

The soles of their feet were already worn out with blood blisters, and they walked as if they were stepping on steel nails, grinning.

No matter how difficult it was, the two of them did not drag the face of the first squad and ran to the wounded squad.

Because they know that there are more serious injuries than themselves, they are all struggling.

In such a small movement, there is still a little physical strength, and he is fighting the final battle against hunger.

This time Gong Fei really heard the sound of Xiong He's stomach, which was a bit like howling a wolf.

"After this trip, I really lost weight..."

Xiong He spoke weakly.

"Stop talking... I'm going to fall if I say it again..."

Gong Fei said in a daze.

If they were placed before enlisting in the army, they would definitely not be able to persist.

It wasn't about physical strength, nor was it about the body, but about the fearless spirit of a group headed by Chen Ming during training.

With this spirit, if you want to compare with other classes, at least the first class will not be left behind.

There were no serious injuries, and they supported each other and acted as the tip of the entire company.

The main reason is dizziness from hunger, plus blisters on the soles of the feet.

After all, after this day, a body made of meat really can't stand it.

This is also completely different from the armed ten kilometers previously imagined by everyone.

For the first time, I felt that walking was so difficult.

Geng Jun felt physically uncomfortable, as if a frost had beaten an eggplant.

Not to mention the rest.

Only Chen Ming was still cautiously conserving his strength, with Lao Miao in front and Gong Fei behind.

Keep in line, this zipper is a paper tiger.

Isn't it just a little longer off-road with loads?

Even if you walk hard, you have to finish the [-] kilometers.

Under the high sun, a long procession slowly advances on the dunes.

Suddenly, it was windy, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger.

The sand and stones in the wilderness were rolled up and slapped on the body with the strong wind, which was painful.

Chen Ming followed Lao Miao, saw the dust flying in front of him, and thought of a word - sandstorm!

The strong wind blows everything on the ground.

Flying sand and rolling stones on the Gobi, swept up in front of this team.

The super strong sand is flying, like an explosion wave in a disaster movie.

Gao Song watched as the visibility ahead was getting lower and lower.

The dust and wind are getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to be aware of something.

His face changed, and he turned around and shouted, "The sandstorm is coming, everyone took out gauze and goggles from their backpacks and covered their faces!"

Gao Song understood very well that the scariness of a sandstorm lies in its suddenness and the dust it blows up.

Once the sandstorm is large-scale, not to mention people, even trees can be swept away with their roots and soil, and it is very easy to disappear.

Looking at the sudden dust storm in front of them, Chen Ming and the others looked at each other without opening their mouths.

At this time, the opening can definitely contain a mouthful of sand and gravel.

Even so, the dry face was still scratched by small stones, and the eyes were so foggy that I couldn't open it.

It's not like there's been a strong wind before, but this time it seems to be particularly strong.

Just moving forward is a bit strenuous, as if walking against the wind, and anyone who fails to stand still will fall to the ground.

Unexpectedly, they were so unlucky that they really encountered a sandstorm.

However, it is obviously not a particularly large sandstorm.

If so, the weather forecast will have an early warning, and the company commander and the others will not let them set off today.

Fortunately, they all distributed gauze and goggles to prevent sandstorms in advance.

At this time, the recruits took out goggles from their bags and put them on, and then took out gauze to cover their mouths and noses to prevent the intrusion of sand and stones.

Chen Ming and a group of people covered their faces tightly, only their eyes could see through the goggles.

"Don't panic, check each other! Follow closely!"

After running before and after Lao Miao, he confirmed that everyone in the first group was in place to protect them.

In the wind and sand, visibility has been reduced to several meters.

Now is the time when the team cannot be left behind.

They didn't expect that the sandstorm came so suddenly, and it set off a dust storm in front of them.

Then a group of people continued to move forward silently against the fierce wind pressure.

This was the first time a group of people encountered a large-scale sandstorm.

Although small, the momentum is still huge.

The soldiers who were already exhausted, adding a gust of wind and flying stones on their bodies, it can be said to be even worse.

But that doesn't stop there.

Gao Song judged that they were in the center of the sandstorm.

There is no difference between staying where you are and moving on.

Anyway, they are going to be tortured, so it is better to continue on their way, maybe they can get out of this affected area sooner.

With the clear command of the high platoon leader.

The other two platoon leaders guarded the middle and the tail of the team respectively, and the squad leaders each led their own squad.

The recruits hoped to get out of this sandstorm as soon as possible, and it was really uncomfortable to be covered tightly.

The soldiers were all exposed without a single part of their bodies.

But you can still smell the grit in your breath.

From time to time, there was a crackling sound on the body, which was flying sand and rolling stones hitting the training uniform.

At the front of the line.

Platoon leader Gao Song led the way with a compass.

His eyes scanned the flying sand and rocks around him.

Judging from his experience, this sandstorm can only be regarded as a moderate level, and it will pass after a while.

If there is a large-scale sandstorm, even tree trunks and houses can be uprooted by the wind, let alone people.

They can still move forward so easily, which shows that the situation of the sandstorm is not bad.

Just when he was thinking this way, a group of black shadows suddenly flashed quickly.

expanding before his eyes.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound sounded, and Chen Ming and others saw Gao Song, who was leading the team in front, staggered and took two steps back.

Immediately afterwards, a stone was seen falling, along with fragments of broken goggles and spots of blood scattered all over the ground.

The leading arrow stopped, and the whole team slowly gathered into a short dragon, gradually stopping.

The platoon leader in the rear quickly told everyone to repair on the spot, so that the squad leaders could pay attention, and then rushed to the front of the team.

One row at a time is the forefront of the whole team.

The nearest Lao Miao hurried forward to block the wind for Gao Song, and asked anxiously, "Platoon leader, what's wrong!"

Gao Song covered his face with one hand, blood (bgaj) flowed from between his fingers.

His voice was a little painful: "I was hit by a flying stone, and my nasal bone seemed to be broken, and my eyes hurt. It should be that the plastic fragments of the goggles got into my eyes."

Lao Miao's face changed suddenly, and the faces of the recruits in the first class also changed drastically.

I never thought that such an unexpected situation would happen, and the platoon leader Gao was injured.

Before they set off, they had made sufficient preparations to prevent sandstorms.

Goggles, helmets, face gauze are all prepared.

But no one expected that Gao Song's luck would be so bad.

He was directly hit by a large flying stone on the face door, smashing the goggles and breaking the nasal bone.

As the arrow of the entire team, the high platoon leader can be said to be their spiritual guide.

After such a day's trek, Gao Song also didn't make a drop of water, and led the entire team to rush for nearly [-] kilometers.

Now that he is injured like this, the mental momentum of the entire team has suffered another serious blow.

Everyone in the group was anxious, the [-]-kilometer field training was too cruel.

Survive the unbearable heat, only to encounter an unexpected sandstorm.

The harsh environment in the wilderness of the border area can be seen.

At this time, the icy flying sand was still there, and the other two platoon leaders quickly walked over.

"Gao Song, put your hand down gently, stop the bleeding first!"

Gao Song slowly put down his hand, his face was a little painful and he closed his eyes tightly.

Blood flowed from the nose, and tears were constantly secreting from the closed eyes.

Obviously it was not crying, but a foreign object in the eye, which caused the eyeball to cry automatically when it was stimulated.

A platoon leader quickly took out the first-aid kit, and first gently wiped away the blood on Gao Song's face.

Then use cotton wool to make long strips, apply hemostatic ointment on one end, slowly stuff it into Gao Song's nostrils to block the blood, and then command, "Gao Song, raise your head slightly!"

Gao Song did as he was told, and after a while, the bleeding from his nostrils stopped, and the bleeding stopped.

Everyone watched nervously. The platoon leader naturally has ample experience in first aid.