Chapter 31

No surprise, no one quit.

Those who can enter this warehouse are the elites of the special forces of state Z.

Every excellent special forces member must have one quality - a sense of honor.

To become a member of the special forces, you must go through strict to cruel training, which means that you can bear the fatigue that ordinary people can't bear and swallow the pain that ordinary people can't swallow. When others choose to give up, you secretly howl at yourself and scold "fuck!"

Then ignore any challenges and rush forward like a madman.

This is the essence of the members of the special forces of country Z.

Now, even if the 153 selected players in the warehouse are facing a sea of knife and fire, I'm afraid no one will blink.

"I sign!"

Under the first lead, more than 100 team members consciously followed behind.

The team moved slowly, and Qin Fei's heart suddenly beat violently. An inexplicable excitement seeps into every pore with a little tension.

Maybe his father was the same as himself. He once stood in the same team and faced the same abnormal instructor like thunder. Maybe he himself was the instructor

The dream seems within reach.

It was Qin Fei's turn. Lei Ming stood at the table and glanced at him.

"If you quit now, I won't laugh at you."

The plague God's eyes were rarely softened.

"I know your father."

Speaking of this, Lei Ming didn't go on, but looked at Qin Fei meaningfully with his eyes and the signing pen in his hand.

On the table is a document with the title of XXXX voluntary letter. There is no date, only a blank signature column.

Qin Fei's hand holding the pen trembled slightly. The pen less than tens of grams was as heavy as a thousand.

"If you sign, it means that you give your life to unit 203, which can be said to be given to me. Do you think I will show mercy to you?"

Thunder dropped another confusing word.

For this instructor like the plague God, Qin Fei always felt that he seemed to have no good feelings for himself, even full of hostility.

Is he reminding himself?

Threaten yourself?

Qin Fei's stubborn temper broke out again at a critical moment. If there was such a delay just now, now he is a flash of lightning.

Pick up the pen, brush and sign your name at the signature.

Qin Fei raised his head, met Lei Gong's slightly surprised eyes, smiled, and then entered the column.

"It's kind of." Lei Ming stared at Qin Fei's back and muttered in a low voice.

Half an hour later, the formalities are completed. When we get here, everyone knows that the next step is to start a very difficult, even cruel day.

"Furnace"!

This is what Lei Gong said just now. They call the selection stage of being selected into unit 203 a melting pot.

It means that selection is like steelmaking, casting the top soldiers in the harshest environment.

Refined soldiers are forged through thousands of tempering.

"OK! The formalities are finished!" Lei Gong patted his hands several times: "welcome to the 'melting pot' stage of our 203 army. Now, carry your backpacks and let's go!"

The warehouse gate rang, and the dazzling white sun shot in from the outside. Qin Fei couldn't help frowning.

The originally dark warehouse suddenly became bright, and the outside scene appeared in front of everyone, which surprised everyone.

This is a military airport!

This "warehouse" is not a warehouse at all, but a large hangar!

"Qin Fei, carry good things, move your muscles and bones, and run." Xu Wu, who has been silent like a mute, suddenly pulled Qin Fei down.

"Ah?" Qin Fei didn't understand.

"Carry good things! Don't ask!"

On the apron, a blue and white Il-76 large transport plane taxied slowly on the runway and approached the departure stand.

"Carry your things and leave the garage immediately! Keep up with the Il-76 as fast as possible and give you ten minutes to board the plane. If you can't get on the plane, go back to the original army!"

With that, Lei Gong and some sunglasses quickly jumped on a military jeep with the shed roof removed next to them, followed by the special forces running desperately towards IL 76, blowing with a whistle in their mouth.

"Come on! If you can't catch the plane, don't say you're special forces!"

Type 01 field backpack is full of personal belongings, guns, magazines, carrying equipment and other things, at least 30 kg.

"Fuck! The plane didn't stop!"

I don't know who scolded in the team.

Qin Fei looked up. Sure enough, the Il-76 didn't mean to stop at all. It drove towards the parking stand in the distance. No matter how fast people ran, they couldn't catch up with the plane.

"Let's go after the plane with two legs?! what son of a bitch's idea!" a lieutenant complained.

"Me!"

The sound of thunder was clearly heard in the noise.

Loud voice really has the advantage of loud voice. A piece of equipment jingles, plus the sound of running, as well as the take-off sound of nearby aircraft. The sound of thunder is really terrible.

"My son of a bitch came up with an idea."

Thunder shouted at the complaining lieutenant of the "sharp arrow" brigade: "it seems that you are used to being an officer in the old army. You have forgotten how you were a recruit in those years?"

He pulled a backpack out of the jeep, let the car drive past, and then threw the backpack at the lieutenant.

The back bag hit the lieutenant hard and made him stagger.

"Carrying this backpack is a price to pay for what you just said! If I don't see the backpack or you when I get to the throne, you can go away!"

With that, Lei Gong reached out and patted the body.

"Let's go and wait for them at the boarding point!"

With one foot on the accelerator, Lei Gong and sunglasses man drove the jeep and disappeared into the public's sight.

The airport is too big. Even if you run from the warehouse to an unknown boarding point, if the distance is long enough, it is no different from running a five kilometer attack.

IL 76 still didn't mean to stop. The engine roared all the way to the stop position.

"Old monitor, how do you know we're running after the plane?"

Qin Fei suddenly realized that Xu Wu seemed to know all this early.

"Don't ask." Xu Wu spoke as he ran. His physical strength seemed very good and his breathing was very uniform. "You are the second year soldier of the reconnaissance battalion. You probably didn't jump an umbrella?"

Qin Fei was stunned and nodded: "I really haven't jumped the umbrella. I haven't reached the stage of umbrella training."

"Have you ever jumped an umbrella before?"

"No..." Qin Fei shook his head. He felt that Xu Wu's questions were completely out of tune. When did he ask what to do?

Xu Wu's expression was very strange. It looked like a smile, with a deep face. Finally, he patted Qin Fei's arm and said, "brother, I hope you're not afraid of heights."