Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 310: Heartbroken! The Quartermaster was beaten by Zhao Pengfei

"497,498..."

The large sand pit south of the Steel Knife Camp training ground was filled with water.

Seven or eight soldiers were lying inside doing push-ups under the supervision of Zhao Pengfei.

But what was different from before was that every time they went down, they had to submerge their entire bodies in the muddy soup.

Only the back of the head and back are exposed.

Also, each time you sink, you must hold on for one second before you can lift your body up.

"Keep your head down! Your entire face, including your ears, must be submerged in the mire!"

Zhao Pengfei stood at the edge of the mud pit, shouting loudly with a cold face.

This kind of training method is really painful.

You know, mud and sand itself has a strong adsorption capacity.

When you immerse your entire face in it, sand and dirt will inevitably get stuck in your nasal cavity.

At this time, not only will breathing be blocked, but the foreign body sensation will also make the nasal cavity extremely uncomfortable.

Li Jiasheng just raised his hand to blew his nose, and Zhao Pengfei appeared beside him like a ghost.

He was so scared that he pretended not to see it and continued to do push-ups vigorously.

"Li Jiasheng, what were you doing with your hands just now...ah?!"

Zhao Pengfei's last cry frightened him so much that his whole body trembled, and he instantly dreamed back to the recruit company.

Li Jiasheng swallowed his throat: "Nose, nose itchy..."

"Have you reported it?" Zhao Pengfei grabbed him by the back of the neck and asked angrily, "Did I teach you when I was in the recruit company that you had to report it before moving? Is this your first day in the army, or did you get up this morning and forget about it?"

"Report, I will never dare to do it again..."

"Also, can an itchy nose kill you? Why are you the only one moving around among so many people? You're the only one feeling uncomfortable, aren't the others uncomfortable too?"

Zhao Pengfei looked at everyone and said coldly, "If one person makes a mistake, everyone will be punished. Everyone, give me another 500! If anyone makes any noise, another 500! I want to see how many 500 you can get!"

Everyone in the quagmire swallowed hard.

Everyone knows that Li Jiasheng was just killed as a warning to others.

Even if he hadn't done anything, Zhao Pengfei would never have spared them.

As expected, anything bad will happen if the words "special warfare" are mentioned...

Looking at the comrades who were conducting routine training on the field in the distance.

At this moment, Li Jiasheng and others were like dumb people eating bitter herbs, unable to express their pain.

A few days ago, Guo Haitao announced the news of forming a special operations platoon, and hoped that everyone would sign up enthusiastically.

At that time, just hearing the word "special warfare" made everyone immediately excited.

Young people all care about face and like to show off.

So whether it was Li Jiasheng, Qi Meng, or others, they all signed up enthusiastically.

After all, the instructor said that this team will be the sharpest knife of the combined battalion in the future.

They were also the first to enter the battlefield before the arrival of the steel torrent, engaging in the most dangerous reconnaissance and decapitation missions.

Although there were many people who signed up, Zhao Pengfei finally selected only seven or eight people with good strength and qualifications, and began training according to the plan formulated by Qin Feng.

It was from that time that the nightmare of Li Jiasheng and others began.

Even though they were in the same camp, the special operations platoon's training volume was two to three times that of everyone else.

The training programs are varied and the difficulty level is very high.

Becoming a special forces soldier is not an easy thing.

Not only do you need to have a strong body and a strong heart, you also need to be proficient in using various light weapons.

In addition, skills such as directional blasting, special driving, wilderness survival, total satellite navigation, battlefield electronic reconnaissance, guided weapons guidance, etc. must be mastered...

Of course, many of these projects remain at the theoretical stage due to lack of funding and necessary equipment.

But the two most basic necessary conditions, namely, a strong body and a strong heart, are still easy to meet.

Just upgrade the simplest training to hell level.

However, this also made everyone suffer unbearably...

"Keep going!" Zhao Pengfei growled, and the seven or eight people in the mud pit stood up again.

As his commands sounded, the crowd rose and fell like waves.

But this time, Zhao Pengfei did not stand by the sand pit and watch, but kept walking around inside.

In addition, a few lucky people will be randomly selected, and when they are about to stand up, their heads will be pressed down with hands to prevent them from coming out of the mud and water.

Until the opponent's breath holding reaches its limit, until the opponent can no longer hold on and begins to struggle in pain.

Only then would he show mercy and release his hand that was pressing on the other person's head.

Although this is cruel, it can better temper the soldiers' bodies.

They were forced to push their limits again and again in torture.

The training these days is still proceeding in an orderly manner under the leadership of Zhao Pengfei, Wu Jin, and Guo Haitao.

The training work did not slacken at all because Ge Zhiyong and Qin Feng were away.

The army has never been an individual army.

It is the army of the country and the people.

Just like the earth will never stop rotating just because one person is missing.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the exhausted crowd finally got a fifteen-minute break.

There was no dry spot on the bodies of the special operations platoon members. If they twisted their hats lightly, a large puddle of sweat would drip out.

They sat on the ground, drinking salt water in big gulps to replenish the salt needed by their bodies and taking every opportunity to rest.

Zhao Pengfei picked up the kettle on the ground and was about to take a sip when he saw someone walking towards him.

Seeing Liu Yong coming in front of him, he frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Platoon Leader Zhao, I want to come to the special operations platoon to help you!" Liu Yong looked at him straight.

Zhao Pengfei said indifferently: "If you are in logistics, just stay in logistics. Why are you joining me here?"

Liu Yong was a little persistent: "At this critical moment, I can't always hide behind. I want to help you share some of the burden and contribute to our camp."

Zhao Pengfei shook his head and refused: "Do the logistics work well and make more delicious food. Isn't that also contributing? I don't need your help. I can handle it by myself."

Liu Yong lowered his voice and said stubbornly, "Old Zhao, I know you've been under a lot of pressure these days with the battalion commander and company commander away. At a time like this, one more person means more strength. Besides, I'm a graduate of a regular military academy, so I have some understanding of special training methods."

"If you don't want me to help, then let me join your special operations platoon. I want to train with everyone."

Hearing this, Li Jiasheng spat out a mouthful of salt water on the spot.

He never dreamed that there would be a fool trying to squeeze in?

Each of them is eager to escape from this invisible cage!

It's true that people inside want to leave the city, and people outside want to enter the city.

Zhao Pengfei looked at Liu Yong's serious expression and stood up and said.

"Come on, hit me."

"Ah?" Liu Yong didn't understand.

"I'll let you punch me." said Zhao Pengfei.

"Beat you?"

Liu Yong still didn't understand.

But Zhao Pengfei impatiently urged him to hurry up and stop talking nonsense.

Liu Yong seemed to understand something: This is a test, I understand, then I won’t be polite...

He took a deep breath and was about to take action when suddenly a gust of wind blew in front of him.

The next second, Liu Yong felt his neck tilted back, and two warm blood snakes appeared in his nostrils.

"You, what are you doing?" He covered his nose, looking dumbfounded.

"You're so hesitant to even defend against one of my moves, and you still want to join the Special Operations Platoon? With your current level, you'd have a hard time even returning to the Combat Squad. You should take a break!"

Compared to the punch just now, Zhao Pengfei's words were even more hurtful.

Liu Yong was really hurt, and he almost cried on the spot.

Looking at the quartermaster covering his nose and leaving angrily.

Everyone unconsciously focused their attention on Zhao Pengfei.

Everyone could clearly feel that Zhao Pengfei had changed.

Became more decisive, more indifferent, more alert, and more like Qin Feng...