“No. 31.”

When Yan Ming walked past a truck, the old white-haired voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hello instructor!" He quickly stood at attention.

"Call it?" said the old white-haired man: "Don't delay your rest?"

What else can Yan Ming say?

The instructor wants to talk, dare you not talk?

"Yes." Yan Ming still stood there: "What should the instructor talk about? If possible, I want to try to get faster, because there will definitely be other projects in the future."

The old white-haired eyes fell on the two ice packs in Yan Ming's hand, but soon returned to Yan Ming's face.

"Your knee injury?"

Yan Ming did not avoid it and nodded directly to admit: "Well, I have an injury. I had surgery last year."

The old white-haired man also said straight to the point: "I don't think you can hold on."

"I can."

There was a kind of persistence in Yan Ming's eyes.

"You can't." Old Baimao said: "To be honest, if you felt a little uncomfortable before, then now I can tell you that the previous half month was just a warm-up, and the real test has only begun now."

"I can." Yan Ming still had these three words, without any unnecessary words.

The old white-haired nodded slightly, and he understood the persistence of a special operations officer.

Sometimes people are very strange. It doesn’t have to achieve any goal, but when you identify something, you need to persist even in the process.

As for whether it is worth it or not, it is another matter.

"According to the training regulations and the principle of scoring, I can't eliminate you with your current results." Old Baimao spread his hands and said frankly: "I just give you a kind advice, because often it is a group assessment, and you will drag down your teammates."

Yan Ming didn't speak and was silent.

A few seconds later, Lao Baimao reached out and patted Yan Ming on the shoulder: "Sometimes, giving up is also a kind of victory. There is no word "retreat" and "surrender" in the dictionary of soldiers, but sometimes they have to temporarily choose to retreat for the final victory."

After the old white-haired left, Yan Ming stood there for a full minute before he returned to the rest point with the ice pack.

...

Solemnity is awakened by the rain.

When you look at the watch, it's like scolding God.

After only twenty minutes of sleep, it started to rain.

The temperature in spring nights is not high. As soon as the rain falls, the temperature in the mountains instantly drops from more than ten degrees to about seven degrees.

Everyone quickly picked up their backpacks and ran to the car to shelter from the rain.

Now, many teams have reached the finish line one after another.

The truck was soon filled with people, and the one who couldn't squeeze it could only handcuff to Che Lun, took out a raincoat and covered it, and squatted on the ground like a wet quail.

The rain made Lao Baima very happy.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil!" Old Baimao stood in the rain, stretched out his hand to test the rain. He watched the rain hit his palm, turned around and said to the instructor No. 1: "Is it almost done?"

Instructor No. 1 looked at the time and replied: "There are seventeen minutes left."

"Okay, in 17 minutes, the timeout group will be sent back directly and arrange the vehicle for them." The old white-haired moved his hands and feet, looking like he was ready to show his fists.

"Instructors come and gather!"

He waved his hand, and the other instructors walked over, surrounded the old white hair, and muttered together. He didn't know what to discuss.

Sitting under the truck compartment, he looked at the old white-haired and the instructors in raincoats from a distance, turned to Yansu and said, "It seems that it will start soon."

He stretched his waist.

"Fortunately, I took the time to sleep for twenty minutes, which is better than not sleeping."

Su Huikai reached out with her hand and brought the rain to wash her face.

While washing, he patted his face.

"It's cool! The water is so cold. Try washing your face, it's very refreshing."

Cui Weinan said: "Don't worry about refreshing yourself like this, I will guarantee that you will be more energetic later."

Beep—

Sure enough, the words were not finished.

Instructor No. 3 blew his whistle and waved toward him.

"Come here for me! Come and gather! Now!"

Everyone ran over quickly and formed a formation in front of instructor No. 3.

Instructor No. 3 glanced at everyone, stepped forward and pulled his solemn raincoat, and then pulled his backpack.

"Give you 30 seconds to go to the truck, put your backpack and your raincoat in the car, bringing only weapons and carrying gear, and then gather here. Remember, don't blame me for not showing mercy if it's over time. Disband!"

As the command was issued, everyone was like a nest of trolls that had been ignited in a nest, buzzing and scattering.

At the side of the truck, many people didn't have time to line up, so they took off their backpacks and raincoats, threw them into the carriage, and immediately turned around and ran to gather.

In fact, it's not like a second slower.

They are all veterans, and many have served as squad leaders, platoon leaders and even company commanders.

Back then, they also dealt with the recruits and trainees in the training team like this, and they also played a good job in this way.

But this time I am a student myself and others are instructors.

Back in front of Instructor No. 3, he was counting.

“9…”

“8…”

“7…”

...

After 30 seconds, I looked up and saw that there were all people.

"Okay, not bad, at least no one caught me." Instructor No. 1 shouted: "Turn right and walk in unison!"

right?

On the right is the mountain.

This means that you have just run out of the mountain and have to enter the mountain again.

As a member of the special forces, if the instructor asks you to enter the mountain in the training team, remember that there will definitely be nothing good.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

No one spoke, and the team walked silently.

Instructor No. 3's flashlight found a piece of snow-white in front.

The terrain on both sides, weeds and shrubs tell everyone that this is a hop to the road to the valley.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I suddenly realized my enlightenment in front of me.

Everyone heard the sound of water.

There is actually a waterfall here. Below the waterfall is a small river that is five or six meters wide.

If Zhuangyan is allowed to camp here, it is definitely something to be happy about.

Because there is water here, there must be food such as small fish and shrimp.

But this is definitely not camping.

"It's all there, the first row, the target - the river, walk in step!"

The first column is also solemn.

The orders are like a mountain falling.

Everyone stepped forward.

Walking out more than ten meters, he stepped on the water with a solemn foot.

In the heavy rain, instructor No. 3 did not hear the "setting" command.

I can only keep moving forward.

The river gradually disappeared from the ankles, then the calf, and finally the knees...

"Stand firm!"

The first row of members all stopped in the river.

"Second row! Then the first row, walk in line!" Instructor No. 3 continued to issue orders.
To be continued...