Special Forces: Kill Tank Company at the Beginning
41 Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade Camp

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With the help of some senior special agents, Zhang Tie sipped some water. Through his sweaty eyes, he could still see a towering figure standing in front of him.

A tall figure blocked out the scorching sun and stood in front of the finish line.

"You still have the strength to stand there!!”Zhang Tie muttered weakly inside.

He remembered when he was still in Z Division, he was known as the " Z Division's Iron Lungs " and was always the best in armed cross-country. But now?

He also remembered the words of the new recruit's squad leader,'You are too arrogant. You must understand that there is always a strong opponent among the strong!',Now, he had a profound experience.

He was only 14 minutes behind Wang Ying, but he knew that he might not be able to catch up to those 14 minutes in his lifetime.

A load of 60 kilograms, 10 kilometers, 57 minutes, this had already exceeded the limits of the human body!

"Hurry up! The ones behind!"

"And the few people in the medical vehicle. If they're not dead, continue running!”

Wang Ying's voice was like a thunderous roar.

A loud and fierce aura!

He did not look like someone who had just experienced ten kilometers of armed cross-country!

"What animals!" He Chenguang raised his head and looked at Wang Ying who was shouting in front of him. A sense of defeat welled up in his heart.

Why did he improve so quickly?

He was clearly at the bottom when he was in the recruit company!

"Lord…Lord Tian! I'm convinced!" Li Erniu crawled on the ground, wishing he could take out his lungs to breathe.

Wang Yanbing no longer had the strength to speak. She could only straighten her neck and move forward step by step. However, the flames in her eyes were fiercer than anyone else's.

Xu Tianlong also put away his usual smiling expression and gritted his teeth as he charged towards the finish line!

"Land navigation group? Noodle group?"

Another roar came from Wang Ying's mouth.

"Next time, don't look for people from these regular troops. Even if you pull a few ordinary people from the village, they won't be able to run like this!”

Wang Ying turned to look at Fan Tianlei. Fan Tianlei looked at Chen Shanming and smiled bitterly. This kid's words are even more vicious than mine!

Chen Shan Ming also smiled, indicating that this was what he wanted.

Wang Ying stood at the finish line, the mockery in his words unconcealed.

These words angered almost everyone. Some were angry, some were shouting, but all of them began to run for their lives.

First Lieutenant Song Kaifei, who was on an IV drip in the car, also pulled out the needle, jumped out of the car, and ran.

The health worker stared at the empty carriage in shock and shouted for his companions to catch up as soon as possible!

……

An hour later, on the field of the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade.

A total of 17 rookies stood there, their faces pale and weak. Beads of sweat formed a stream under their feet.

The setting sun shone on this team that was at the end of their rope, and a cold breeze blew.

Wang Ying looked at the troops that were standing in the wind, but they were no different from the troops that had abandoned their helmets and armor.

The students were counting down, numbers coming from exhausted or dazed people.

A special forces instructor finished counting and saluted Wang Ying.

"Reporting to Captain Wang, there should be 17 people here, but there are actually 17.”

Wang Ying walked to the front of the team, his face as cold as iron.

"Welcome to the special training camp, but just because you're here doesn't mean that you've joined the special forces. You're all considered the elites of the old forces. However, your performance today has disappointed me!”

"You still have the face to call yourself an elite?"

"Considering your poor physical strength, I've decided to organize a Hell Week for you.”

"As for the specific content of Hell Week? Let me read out the training course for everyone!”Wang Ying's cold face revealed a mocking smile."

"Wake up at 5:30 in the morning. Each person will carry 30 kilograms of weight for 10 kilometers of cross-country running. 7:10 breakfast, 7:30 to 10:30 hook ladder 300 times, barbed wire 300 times, quagmire stakes 100 times. Rifle shooting and sniper rapid-fire training from 10:30 to 11:30. 11:30 to 12:00 Sniper Theory Education. 12:00 Lunch, 12:30 to 14:30 Anti-sun Body Training: He held the gun horizontally and hung a brick with a rope at the muzzle. He stood still for two hours. Physical training from 14:30 to 16:00, full speed downhill 20 times. 16:00 to 17:00 Combat Skills Training. Dinner at 17:00. From 17:40 to 19:00, a 10-kilometer cross-country with a load of three kilograms. 19:00 to 21:00 Night Sniper Training. 21:00 to 24:00 night jungle shuttle training; 24:00 to 1:00, and another five hundred. This was the daily training routine of Hell Week. By the way, there were no rest days during Hell Week!”

Wang Ying's training session was over.

It was as quiet as a graveyard at night!

"Do you understand?" Wang Ying shouted.

"Understood!" The voices were sparse, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This kind of training course was already very terrifying.

The key was that there were also a lot of physical training subjects.

This wasn't the amount of training a human could do.

Even if they pulled a mule, they would have to leave it there.

When did the special training camp become a livestock training camp?

A few soldiers were on the verge of collapsing.

Everyone looked at Wang Ying with doubt and resentment.

"No matter what you look at, you'll be mute. Do you understand?”

"Understood!" The crowd shouted loudly under the pressure, but it was obvious that they were not convinced.

Wang Ying had also expected this situation. This kind of training was definitely pushing people to the limit. It could be said that it had surpassed the training intensity of many special forces.

However, Wang Ying wanted absolute experts. Only by improving one's physical strength could one train a tenacious mind. With this kind of mind, one would be able to work hard towards their goal no matter what they did.

Beside the SUV, Chen Shanming asked Fan Tianlei,""Number Five, isn't he being a little harsh? Will he die?”

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