Let you take charge of the recruit company, and you have become a special force?

Sure enough, WISCO announced in the next second.

"Everyone eat well, this is your only meal for the next 48 hours."

Hearing this, everyone immediately put their heads down and worked harder to eat, eating as much as possible.

Everyone at Ye Feng's table, except Ye Feng, quietly gave Li Erniu a thumbs up.

After breakfast, they came to the desert island for training.

At the beginning, the training items were not difficult. They were some of the simplest and most basic steps to cross obstacles and crawl in a low posture.

At noon, Wu Gang looked up at the sun, and then at the group of them.

"Look, the sun is so good now, it's just a good time for you to sunbathe and replenish calcium."

"Everyone is there! Take a break! Stand at attention! Stand in a military posture!"

"All of you, you have to stand for me for five hours!"

At this time, Ye Feng stood up, "Report!"

"We have guns now, the sun is in direct sunlight for a long time, it will burn your hands, so I propose, issue gloves, or let's put down the guns!"

Wu Gang nodded, "What you said is indeed a problem, I will find gloves for you."

Those who were selected were all erected on the beach one by one. It is now noon, when the sun is at its worst.

So after standing for a while, their scalps were numb from the sun, and beads of sweat dripped from their feet.

As for Wugang and Long Baichuan, they were sitting under the sun umbrella.

Two people wear sunglasses, one eats watermelon and the other drinks a drink, as if they are on vacation.

Soon, someone couldn't hold on and fell down.

Under such a poisonous sun, standing in a military posture is ten times more powerful than usual!
This is not only a matter of physical fitness, but also a matter of willpower. The sun will make people dizzy.

So, in just three hours, many people sat down.

Several members of the Special War Battalion, Xiang Yu, and Zhao Ziwu continued to persevere.

In the last half hour, there were only three people standing, namely Xiang Yu, Ye Feng, and Zhao Ziwu.

Xiang Yu and Zhao Ziwu secretly looked at each other from the corner of their eyes, as well as Ye Feng.

Both of them are secretly competing.

Ye Feng looked ahead, regardless of the others.

Standing in a military posture is a piece of cake for him.

And his imaginary opponent is not the two of them at all.

Xiang Yu has already confirmed it, not as good as Ye Feng, that Zhao Ziwu, who once lost to Xiang Yu.

So Ye Feng has no need to compete with them at all!
When the time came, WISCO blew its whistle.

"Okay, you three, you can rest now."

Although they were very tired, the three of them didn't slump down, they just moved their hands and feet in place.

Zhao Ziwu and Xiang Yu were fighting in secret, while Ye Feng didn't need it.

With systematic bonuses, his physical fitness recovered extremely quickly.

Zhao Ziwu was shocked to see Ye Feng acting like a normal person, and stared at Ye Feng in surprise.

Why didn't this person react at all?

And judging by his skill last night, it was very powerful.

Could it be that this person is stronger than Xiang Yu?Why haven't you heard of this guy before? !
Devil training is still going on.

Shooting training, Ye Feng came off the field, everyone was so shocked that their jaws couldn't close.

"This... If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it!"

"how can that be?!"

"The seaside wind is so strong, how does this person control the bullets? It's fine to hit a hundred rings, and ten bullets pass through the two bullet holes."

"Gun God, a veritable gun god."

"This battalion commander, I heard that he was born as a student soldier, why is he so powerful?!"

"..."

Everyone is on the beach, pushing gasoline cans.

A gasoline barrel filled with water weighs 400 kilograms, but Ye Feng pushed it up the sandy slope with ease, which was in stark contrast to the exhaustion of the others.

His behavior stunned everyone.

"Is his bucket empty? How did he push it so easily?"

"Is this the legendary Hercules?"

"Looking at the size of Yingying Commander Ye, he doesn't look like someone with such great strength!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Gang and Long Baichuan stood up one after another.

They looked at Ye Feng, and then looked at each other suspiciously.

Wu Gang: "This Ye Feng's strength is too great!"

Long Baichuan: "I really can't tell, is Ye Feng so powerful?"

"This man is born to be a soldier!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Yu thought to himself, it seems that Ye Feng didn't use all his strength on me during the last exercise.

"..."

Li Erniu said proudly from the side, "What is this? For our battalion commander, this is not a piece of cake."

Cheng Tao was so tired that he knelt on the ground, lying on the gasoline barrel, and continued what Li Erniu said.

"Our battalion commander last time resisted the dam that was about to burst, and easily carried 450 sacks. What is this?"

……

Finally, a month of devil training passed, and many people on the way did not persevere, left, or were eliminated.

A total of 38 people remained, including ten people from the Special Operations Battalion.

Regardless of their combat effectiveness on the battlefield, in terms of endurance and suffering, the soldiers of the Special Operations Battalion are absolutely fine!

After all, Ye Feng usually trains according to this model.

38 people, standing in an old abandoned factory.

There are many information soldiers sitting in front of the computer.

Wu Gang stood in front of them and spoke.

"Welcome to Formosa."

"Beautiful Island, also known as Desperate Island, is the place where the 38 of you will have the final battle."

"I'll announce the rules. I'll roll my name later. Whoever I call, you will take a backpack and start to act."

"Whoever loses, the flare gun is fired, which means you are eliminated."

"The time limit is 24 hours. By this time tomorrow, the game is over."

"The last eight survivors will participate in the Mars International Competition."

"Now whose name I call, whoever of you takes the bag and leaves."

"No. [-]: Ye Feng, No. [-]: Xiang Yu..."

After Ye Feng got the backpack, he came to a hidden place, and he opened the backpack to check.

There was a pistol in the backpack, Ye Feng thought in his heart, he was lucky to get a good thing.

When he went to get it, it didn't feel right in his hand, so he quickly took out the gun, and it turned out to be a fake.

He was very speechless and excited for nothing.

Pulling the trigger casually, a small flame jumped out from the mouth of the barrel, which turned out to be a lighter. "

Ye Feng said helplessly: "The lighter is also good, I can have something warm tonight."

Then he continued to rummage through the backpack, which contained only his own flare gun and nothing.

He couldn't believe it, just this little thing?
So Ye Feng began to shake his backpack, "Pingpong..."

A plastic-sealed pencil sharpener fell out of the backpack.

Ye Feng picked up the pencil sharpener and said helplessly, "Do you want me to use this small blade to kill people?"