Special Forces Soldiers Who Can Write Poetry
30 Sword Quenching

Zeng Xiaoh

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There were only two events for the day, a 10-kilometer armed cross-country and a live ammunition test.

However, there were very few people who could stay. Out of a team of 10 people, only 20 or 30 people could return. In the end, only one-third of the participants were left on the field. Those who were eliminated were dragged out one by one.

This was a place without any human feelings. It was like hell. As long as you couldn't meet their requirements, they would mercilessly invite you to board the tightly sealed military vehicle parked next to them. As long as the military vehicle was full, you would be sent out of the base.

The people left behind were not the end of happiness, but the beginning of pain. Sitting on the field without any shelter, the ground was like an iron pot placed on the fire, and the sun was the inexhaustible firewood. The fire was constantly being sent into the pot, burning the ground into a piece of hot iron sheet. Only a drop of water could be dropped on the ground, and a "chi" sound could be heard. Then, the ground was completely roasted into a puff of smoke and evaporated without a trace.

Zeng Jianfei, the class monitor, and Old Eagle were all very lucky. They didn't become members of the military vehicle, but were the ones who stayed on the field and could continue to take the next test. No one sitting on the field knew what kind of test they were going to take next, so they could only sit under the scorching sun. Sitting under the sun, they were like ants on a hot pan. He wished he could find a big tree and hide under it to enjoy the shade. Or a cloud could float in the sky and cover the sun.

However, it was a sunny day in May, with no clouds in sight.

The blue sky was like a peaceful sea, seemingly endless.

"Class monitor, are you hot?" Old Eagle asked in a low voice as he sat next to the class monitor.

"Hot." The class monitor answered affirmatively. In this kind of weather, only people who were not hot would die.

"Class monitor, I see that the ten squads are almost done with the assessment. When will it end? I really can't stand it.”Old Eagle said anxiously as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Calm your heart, it will naturally be cold. You should calm your heart and care when it ends.”The class monitor advised Old Eagle. After saying that, the class monitor couldn't help but look at Zeng Jianfei. Seeing Zeng Peifei's calm expression, he couldn't help but say, "To think that you're a veteran. You're even worse than Zeng Jianfei.”

Old Eagle couldn't help but glance at Zeng Jianfei after being scolded by the class monitor, then he calmed down again as if he didn't dare to say anything.

There were no orders or slogans. Who knew when it would end? Thinking about those things that she didn't have, she might as well calm down and resist the heat.

At noon in May, the weather was as hot as a steamer. It was so hot on the ground that people had nowhere to hide.

However, the soldiers of the base were like demons. They did not allow the soldiers participating in the Scout Tournament to disperse and rest in such hot weather. Other than bringing them a few buckets of mung bean soup for lunch, he never let them leave the field.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky, as if it was being roasted by fire.

Perhaps this was the test they were going to undergo next.

After drinking the green bean soup, the scouts were still sitting cross-legged on the field. Under the sun, they looked like lone travelers walking in the desert, as if they were in a vast ocean of heat.

Drops of sweat that fell onto the ground were evaporated into a puff of smoke with a puff of smoke.

The Scout soldiers who had passed the assessment sat cross-legged under the bright sun like old monks. Bean-sized sweat dripped down their solemn faces.

However, the soldiers at the base were in a different situation. They were wearing sunglasses and sitting under the shade, drinking beer and drinks. They looked relaxed as if they were enjoying a sun bath.

Being mercilessly roasted by the sun, his body felt as hot and uncomfortable as if he was burning in a fire. Although they were all top Scouts, and perhaps their training had not been lacking, they had never been tortured like this before. Being exposed to the scorching sun and not being allowed to do anything was worse than being dead.

The base soldiers who were hiding under the shade complained in a low voice.

"Damn it, they called us here to compete. They clearly want us to suffer here.”

"That's right. This is a competition. This is torture."

"It seems that these people are not human. They treat us as toys in their hands.”

"That's right. They sat under the parasol and drank beer while we sat under the sun. I think they're perverts.”

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Words of complaint and dissatisfaction were heard endlessly on the field.

The whispers were still like the wind, and when they reached the ears of the soldiers in the base, it was like needles pricking their skin, making them feel uncomfortable. The leader of the base soldiers immediately stood up and shouted into the microphone.

"Bird soldiers, listen up. This is the assessment. Don't think that you're all that great in the army. Here, you're just rookies. If you don't like it, you can leave. If you can't take it anymore, you can leave. The car that will send you out of the base is right next to you. Climb into the car and you will be free, my rookies.”

"If you still want to stay in the base, please shut up and accept the baptism of the sun.”

No one dared to make a sound. This was their territory, so of course, they had the final say. Moreover, those who could come here were all top scouts. Not only did they pass the 10-kilometer cross-country test, but they also passed the live ammunition test with 95 points and above. Who would give up so easily just because of a few words from the base soldiers?

No matter how hot the sun was, it was still much easier than running ten kilometers. All he had to do was sit under the sun. However, sitting under the sun in May was like boiling a frog in warm water. The further he went, the more uncomfortable he felt. Under the scorching rays of the sun and the heat waves that were getting hotter and hotter on the surface, his body was like a piece of meat on a barbecue grill. No matter whether he turned over or not, he was still burning hot. The sweat from the pincer attack from the ground and sky slid down from the Scout's head like water, then fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.

"This motherf * cker, is he going to treat us like barbeque?”Old Eagle Ten couldn't take it anymore and couldn't help but grumble.

"Don't speak. As long as others can endure it, the soldiers of our Ferocious Tiger Regiment's Sharp Blade Squad can also endure it.”The class monitor stopped him.

"Damn it, that was a competition. This is clearly a prank.”

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Zeng Jianfei opened his eyes and asked in a low voice. "Old class monitor, did I teach you the breathing technique?”

"What's the use of such a hot day?”Old Eagle said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, then placed the towel back on his head.

Zeng Jianfei's good intentions had been ruthlessly rejected by Old Eagle, so he could only give up. If Old Eagle hadn't told him to call Zeng Jianfei his little brother, Zeng Jianfei wouldn't have told anyone about that thing. As long as he practiced that thing, his body would have endless energy. Since Old Eagle didn't want it, Zeng Jianfei could only use it himself. Pressing the tip of the tongue to the jaw, inhaling through the nose, sinking the qi into the dantian, using the intention to guide the qi, going up to Baihui, down to Yongquan, the qi flowing around Baihai's limbs, opening the mouth and exhaling.。。。。

Zeng Jianfei used the breathing method taught by the old beggar to sit on the field and gently cultivate. As he breathed, his body seemed to open countless windows. A cold feeling was constantly sucked into his body through his pores. His dry body suddenly felt like it was bathed in rain.。。。

As time passed, the sweat was no longer flowing down their dark faces. The places where the sweat flowed down were clearly visible like leaves that had been gnawed by insects. The people sitting under the sun were like frosted eggplants. They had lost their usual vigor and were lying on the ground. If it weren't for the strong belief in their hearts, they might have given up struggling long ago. A decadent atmosphere spread throughout the entire field, like the lotus pods in the lotus pond in winter, like the vegetation under heavy snow, without any signs of vitality.。。。

A crisp " bang " made everyone's heart tremble. Then, they saw a Scout fall under the scorching sun.

Then, someone stood up with difficulty and reported. " Reporting to the base, someone fainted."

"He fainted. Carry him away." The words of the base soldiers were still cold and ruthless. It was as if the soldiers on the field were not humans in their eyes, but pigs or livestock. Then, two soldiers walked out from under the parasol and carried the fainted Scout to the eliminated car.

Hearing the base soldiers 'cold words and seeing their inhumane methods, someone immediately stood up. "I give up the competition. You guys are too cruel and inhumane.”

"That's right, I give up too."

"Damn it, what do they take us for? They're worse than pigs and dogs. It's such a hot day, and they don't even let us rest.”

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Then, people stood up in twos and threes and walked out weakly.

"If you can't hold on, we won't force you. The car is parked in front of you. As long as you climb into the car, we will be free.”The soldiers of the base looked at the scouts who came out in twos and threes and fanned the flames.

"That's right. As long as you walk out of the field, not only will you be free, but I'll also have water to drink.”Another soldier from the base held a drink in his hand to tempt him. At the same time, he kept handing it to the scouts who walked out of the field. "Water, hold it well."

" Let's go. Who wants to suffer your f * cking torture?" The scouts who stood up from the field took the drinks and immediately walked to the military vehicle. They climbed into the military vehicle without hesitation and sat in it, waiting for the people to be sent out of the base.

"Damn it, I don't want to suffer this.”Old Eagle stood up indignantly and walked out without hesitation. Indeed, in such hot weather, if he continued to stay in this oven-like field, he would soon turn into a dried-up man. Waiting to be carried out was better than walking out himself, saving him so much suffering.

"Stop, Old Eagle. We are the Razor Sharp Squad. You can't just leave like this.”The class monitor shouted weakly.

The hoarse voice caused Old Eagle's heart to tremble as he stood there. "Class monitor, I really can't take it anymore. If I continue to stay like this, I'll collapse.”

"Anyway, I can't control it. As long as Zeng Jianfei is still here, you have to take it for me. Otherwise, I'll transfer you out of the Sharp Knife Squad when you go back.”The class monitor looked at Zeng Jianfei, who was sitting there like a statue of Buddha, and threatened Old Eagle.

"You win!" Old Eagle looked at the motionless Zeng Jianfei and the class monitor's threatening words. In the end, he gave up the idea of walking out and sat back down unwillingly. The model class for the elite members of the Ferocious Tiger Regiment had always been the role model and advanced group for the entire regiment to learn from. Everyone was as outstanding as a sharp knife. He did not want to be transferred out of the Sharp Edge Class because of this. If word got out, it would be too embarrassing. He was actually inferior to a recruit. Even if he died, he was determined to die after Zeng Jianfei.

The sun was like a ball of fire that could slip away. It was slipping away to the west unknowingly. However, its speed was so slow that no one could feel its movements. It was so slow that it made people break down and cry. Perhaps in the hearts of the scouts, it might feel like a century had passed, but when one looked up at the sun in the west, one would only feel that it was only half an afternoon. The fireball-like sun was sending endless flames to the earth, wanting to burn the earth to destruction. The flowers and plants in the base lowered their flourishing heads, looking withered and dying. They would immediately fall to the ground if the wind blew.

Every Scout sitting on the field was like a flower in the base that had lost its luster and backbone, waiting for death.

Seeing the scouts standing up from the field and walking out shakily, the senior colonel sitting in the monitoring room couldn't help but ask Wolf King. "I think this endurance training is over. If it continues like this, I think this year's Scout Tournament won't be able to continue.”

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