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Chapter 458 Sleeping on the grave is really sour!

That night, the training team members of Class 1 tasted a "pastoral banquet" in the wild, especially the bamboo rats that solemnly caught inadvertently, which made people feel fragrant.

If you insist on saying that there is something unsatisfactory about that bamboo rat, it is that there is only one number, and each of the eight strong men in Class 1 will be completely reimbursed.

If everyone has one... no, everyone has five or six, it may be more satisfying.

This is the best bamboo rat Zhuangyan has ever eaten in his life, no matter what.

The camping site that night was also quite memorable, because there was a large cemetery less than twenty meters away from the camping site.

That's right, it's a graveyard on the entire hillside.

People from nearby mountain villages who died were buried here. It is said that this small mountain village was a war-torn period in ancient times. In order to avoid the war, immigrants from the Central Plains moved south and then camped and took root. The ancestors of hundreds of years have been buried on this hillside.

On a midsummer night, there was a little weird phosphorescence in the cemetery, which occasionally flashed in the grass in the cemetery, making the night even more creepy.

Although the soldiers are not afraid of ghosts, not to mention that everyone is born under the red flag and raised in the new era, they accept materialistic atheism, and are even more proud of the top players in the field. However, when they really set up a small slope simple tent on the side of the branch, they can see the "ghost fire" hidden in the direction of their feet and the lonely and incomplete tombstones and graves, their little heart still couldn't help but jump a few times.

Han Zixuan claimed that he deliberately placed the camp here, but he thought that it was all an ulterior motive.

Fortunately, everyone is exhausted. After such a day of hard work, their physical strength has been exhausted. It is a blessing to have a place to sleep. Do you care if he is a ghost or not?

"Captain South Korea, haven't been asleep yet?"

Sun Hongjian walked to Han Zixu's side and sat cross-legged.

Han Zixuan turned on a military emergency light and was looking at today's test results. After reading for a while, he wrote a few sentences of his own conclusions on it with a pen.

"What are you doing?" Sun Hongjian asked.

Han Zixiu didn't raise his head and said to himself: "Assess their performance."

Sun Hongjian looked at the report card in confusion.

I saw that in addition to the test scores, there were already many words written in the note column after each person's name.

Literally speaking, it is Han Zixuan’s personal assessment of everyone’s achievements.

It seems that Han Zisheng claimed that he had to register like this every day.

Sun Hongjian said: "You are really serious..."

As he said that, his eyes stopped on the solemn name and moved to the "Remarks Bar".

It says on the face - "On the first day of performance, strong personal coordination, organizational ability and leadership ability."

Sun Hongjian couldn't help but say, "You have a high opinion of Zhuang Yan."

Han Zixiu suddenly stopped writing and looked at Sun Hongjian and said, "This time we have selected 405 people from several group army and military-level units, divided into two training squadrons, a total of 38 squads. Excluding the 182 team members who have been eliminated, there are still 5-6 people in each squad. I looked at the roster and there are only 4 people left in the lowest class."

Sun Hongjian didn't understand the meaning of Han Zibao's words for a while, and frowned and said, "Do you think we were eliminated too ruthlessly?"

Judging from the data just now, less than four days have passed, and nearly half of the people have been eliminated. This elimination rate is really terrifying.

Han Zixiu said, "Renior?"

He shook his head.

"This is not ruthless at all. Do you know that when I participated in the special combat camp selection and training at the headquarters, there were more than 600 people participating. How many people were left in the end? In just three days, more than 400 people were gone. Is there only how many people who entered the special combat camp in the end? 30 people. And that time, the best talents were selected from the special forces in all our regions and all the army reconnaissance brigades for selection and training. It can be said that they are the absolute elites."

Sun Hongjian said: "Then the proportions we choose to train this time are not much different. I said to Team South Korea, don't you want to build a team that is more awesome than the direct special operations camp at the headquarters, right?"

"Oh..." Han Zixiu shook his head and sighed, "I can't do much. I can only use the 'Hunter' team as an entry point to integrate the special combat skills I have learned over the years and my idea of ​​special combat. In fact, a small team does not represent anything at all, but it is at least a demonstration role. If our team can achieve excellent results in the special forces training types of the entire army and get a ranking in every training camp, I think the leaders will notice us."

His eyes returned to the roster and suddenly asked Sun Hongjian: "Do you want to know which class has the largest number of people currently retained?"

Sun Hongjian thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up and said, "It's Class 1? I saw that there seemed to be 8 people in them."

Han Zixiu said: "That's right, it's Class 1. But have you ever thought about the reason?"

"Reason?" Sun Hongjian said: "If you have good military qualities, of course you can survive."

Han Zixuan looked at the camp of the team members in front and said, "It's not only that, most of the people in Class 1 came back together today, except for Xu Xingguo..."

He flipped through the roster and thoughtfully.

"Squad 1 can survive so many people. Military quality is one aspect, but these people are selected from many different ways. When it comes to military quality, to be honest, the difference is not too far. Letting them carry out ammunition box lifting training after high-intensity marching is not only to test their ultimate endurance, but also to see their cooperation ability and coordination ability from another aspect. The reason why I let all the squad leaders manage loosely is to let them choose to form teams and join groups by themselves."

"If you can learn to help each other, the more opportunities you will have to survive. Modern special forces must not only have strong military qualities, but also have some skills other than shooting and killing the enemy. For example, emerging cyber warfare, psychological warfare, being able to bribe enemy officers behind enemy lines, collect intelligence, disintegrate enemy morale, destroy local networks, etc. This is a new type of special forces. Therefore, the special forces in the new era, not only are excellent soldiers, but also excellent diplomats, who should sneak into the enemy's camp like a ghost, break through their defense, destroy their command system, and destroy their morale. This is my ideal special forces. Without a smart mind, extremely high emotional intelligence and IQ will not meet my requirements."

"There are too high requirements for such people!" Sun Hongjian exclaimed: "According to your choice of sunshade, there are not many people in the entire military region who can pick the attention."

Han Zixiu said: "It's just my experimental team that can pick a few. When the team succeeds, it will affect the overall brigade and slowly affect the special forces of our entire army."

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