"Captain, so far, the number of people who have withdrawn from the training today is 61, and so far, there are only 159 people left."

After Sun Hongjian finished counting the numbers, he walked to Han Zixu and reported to him.

Standing solemnly under the river and ditch, I heard the number.

Today's 25-kilometer march actually eliminated 61 people.

The numbers are really shocking.

It is normal to think about it carefully. Just a sudden biochemical attack just now seems very simple on the surface, but in fact, Han Zisheng claimed to be a carefully planned test project.

When a person is at the most tired and hungry, his reaction speed and judgment ability are greatly reduced. Coupled with the high temperature and lack of water caused by hot weather, he will basically subconsciously avoid and escape when encountering sudden situations.

This is why Han Zixuan made such a sudden attack, because only at this time can it be easier to tell which soldier is the calmest.

What he needs is the person who can calm down and make correct judgments on the verge of collapse. This is the basic condition for the entry of special forces soldiers in his mind.

"It's okay." Han Zixuan took the roster, looked around, and nodded at Sun Hongjian: "Take a few people to prepare first, Lao Zhang and I will come over later."

"Okay." Sun Hongjian saluted, turned around and left, jumped into a truck, and took several squad leaders away.

"Do you feel okay now?" Han Zixiu raised his hands behind his back and looked at the 159 clay soldiers standing in the ditch.

good?

Zhuang Yan felt that Han claimed to be just a slap in the face, just like slapping you hard and asking you if you are happy or not.

Han’s nonsense is always unresponsive to his nonsense.

"If you feel good, I can continue to walk you ten kilometers more until you are satisfied."

Han praised this sentence for being very aggressive.

Everyone immediately shouted, "Not good!"

"Captain! We're very tired!"

"Let's have a rest!"

Han Zixiu showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "That's right. To be honest, how good? I have to ask a few more times before answering?"

The group of people below were cursing at the same time, but they didn't dare to reveal a word on the surface.

Han Zixiu said, "Don't say I'm inhumane. I know you are very tired and hungry, so I specially prepared food for you to eat tonight, so don't worry!"

Happiness came so suddenly that the mud monkeys below even forgot to cheer. Many people thought it was an illusion and heard it wrong.

King Han actually felt merciful?

"You guys seem to be very unhappy? Is it not good to have something to eat?"

"good!"

Zhuang Yan shouted at the top of his voice: "Thank you, Captain!"

Han praised himself for looking at the solemn and pointed his finger: "Well, the solemn mouth is the sweetest!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Han Zixiu turned around and waved his hand, shouting: "Please carry our team members' food tonight!"

Several soldiers in charge of support and several squad leaders hurried over several large aluminum buckets commonly found in the kitchen squad, with lids on them.

Everyone's neck suddenly grew a few inches and they were talking about each other.

"I have something to eat!"

"I seem to smell the fragrance..."

"I can finally have a hot meal!"

There were three large buckets, and there was still heat at the edge of the lid.

Zhuang Yan felt that his vision was beginning to be confused, and he kept guessing what good thing was in the bucket.

"Captain, is it time to have dinner?" Su Hui couldn't help it.

A big man with a head of 1.82 meters is like a car with high horsepower. He eats great fuel and consumes the most.

"Wait!" Han Zixuan pointed at Su Huikai who was lying on the slope and was about to climb up, "Have I asked you to come up?"

Su Huikai was stunned and asked stupidly: "If you don't go up, how can you eat it?"

Zhuang Yan was shocked, and reason suddenly came back to his mind. He pulled Su Huikai and said, "Come on, he asked us to eat here."

"Eat here?" Before Su Huikai could react, Han Zixuan waved his hand and shouted: "Down!"

Several squad leaders and support soldiers uncovered the lid of the large aluminum bucket, lifted it up and poured all the food inside into the ditch like a slurry.

"Fuck!"

"What are you doing!"

"What's this for?"

More than a hundred training team members immediately exclaimed.

The buckets were filled with buns and heads, hot, emitting an attractive aroma and heat. In an instant, they were poured into the dirty and smelly ditch, falling on mud and black water that solidified like glue...

The white steamed buns quickly turned black and white like dyed, and became a big flowery face.

More than one hundred soldiers were shocked.

What is this to do!

What is this for!

This is food!

From yesterday to now, these more than 100 people have been constantly conducting high-intensity training and marching in a hungry state.

Everyone’s dream is to have a delicious hot meal and have a good night’s sleep.

I just heard that I was in charge of the meal tonight and I was so happy.

But suddenly, Han Zixuan claimed that he had someone poured all these tempting buns and steamed buns into a ditch mixed with pig feces, pig urine, chicken feces, duck feces!?

What do they want to do!?

Everyone was stupid.

Han Zixuan shouted: "This is your supper, you will definitely be full, but the form of meals may be different. If you want to eat, you can eat it; if you don't want to eat it, you can just quit the training, I will never stop you. I said that participating in the training is voluntary and there is no force."

After saying that, he looked at everyone coldly.

The sunset begins to set westward and it is four o'clock.

Dusk is coming.

On the road, a gust of wind blew, and some hay floated by.

More than a hundred soldiers stood quietly, some looking at Han Zixuan, some looking at mud as disgusting as ink and steamed buns and buns on the water...

"Damn it! It's so bullying!"

Suddenly, a soldier who didn't know which squad broke out first.

He took off Kevla's helmet, held it in his hand, and climbed up the road with his hands and feet. He cursed: "No one is a human being! I am here to join the army, not to sacrifice myself! I will not serve you anymore! What kind of bird special forces! They are all crazy!"

Han claimed that he didn't say anything and watched him vent.

The soldier was cursing and climbed onto the road, and suddenly sat on the ground and started crying.

Han Zixiu said to Zhang Zhiang next to him: "Arrang to see how many people quit later, take people to the nearby artillery maker, and borrow them to take a shower."

"Okay, I will make arrangements." Zhang Zhiang nodded and agreed.

Han Zixiu turned his head, his eyes still looked at the soldiers in the river indifferently.

Someone took off his Kevlar helmet and climbed up the river.

one……

two……

Three...

In the end, everyone who climbed up got into the car under Zhang Zhiang's leadership.

This time, dozens of people left.

No one is willing to accept this insulting training model. In China, it is said that men have gold under their knees and will never eat food given by them when they die. For a man, some things are insurmountable.

"Who else do you want to leave?" Han praised and pointed at the direction of the truck convoy.

No one said anything.

"So, don't you want to eat these foods? If you don't want to eat, you won't have to eat tonight! There are still training programs waiting for you later. You think you are awesome and can get through it. Even if you don't eat them, you will give you ten minutes to choose. After ten minutes, you will be able to leave on time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier walked out of the clay man and slowly walked towards the steamed buns and buns that fell on the mud in the river.

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Chapter completed!