I am the strongest sheriff on the surface

Another new day.

Facing the rising sun, a group of security officers lined up on the playground, each looking nervous.

Today is the day when the first stage of queue training ends. According to the rules of this assessment, after each stage, the last place will be eliminated.

In other words, someone will leave today.

Xiao Cheng wasn't too worried, the title of challenging the madman had already spread in the base, if all of them were eliminated, it would be unreasonable.

He wasn't worried about Hong Feng either.

Over the past few days, Hong Feng behaved quite well, neither being in the limelight nor falling behind, and he vividly interpreted the image of a restrained middle-aged man.

What Xiao Cheng was really worried about was Zhang Xiaopeng.

This kid is working hard, but his physical condition is limited, and his comprehension is not strong. He was often taught by Zhang Feng in the previous training.

But the miracle is that Zhang Xiaopeng has been struggling to survive, and his performance is getting better and better.

This is the only point of comfort for Xiao Cheng.

He didn't want his brother to be eliminated. After all, the three of them had let go of their bold words before, and they wanted to go to the City Bureau to fight for the big ticket!
Zhang Feng stood at the forefront of the team and had already started the summary of the first stage of training.

Zhang Xiaopeng in the team looked tense.

Because he was worried that he would be eliminated, he stayed up all night last night, and now his eyes are like pandas.

Soon, Zhang Feng began to read the elimination list.

Zhang Xiaopeng's hands were clinging to the line of his trousers, and his arms trembled a little due to exertion. Only he knew that his palms were sticky and covered with sweat.

Zhang Feng read it quickly, but to Zhang Xiaopeng, it seemed like a century had passed.

He doesn't know how many people will be eliminated, but he always feels that he will be the next one.

The names of the eliminated came out of Zhang Feng's mouth one after another, and Zhang Xiaopeng's heart was still hanging in his throat.

After a name was exported, Zhang Feng stopped, "The above comrades, go back to the barracks to pack your luggage!"

without me?
Zhang Xiaopeng's expression ranged from nervousness, to astonishment, to disbelief.

Really without me!
I am not eliminated!
His face was slowly flushing, his eyes were wide open, and he almost cried out.

But only for a moment, Zhang Xiaopeng's wide eyes slowly sank, and finally became firm.

My efforts are not in vain, but there is still a long way to go.

You have to keep up with brother Xiao Gefeng, they are too strong!

You have to work hard, work harder, only in this way, you will not fall behind!

Thinking of this, his back straightened even more.

Glancing at the confident Zhang Xiaopeng out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Cheng smiled slightly, everyone is growing up, it's good.

On the other side, the few people whose names were read have left silently. Even if they are unwilling, rules are rules.

If you can't break it, you can only abide by it.

Eight people were eliminated in the first stage, and now there are only 8 people left in the team.

But what is amazing is that no one in the No. [-] barracks where Xiao Cheng was located was eliminated.

Forget about Guan Sheng and the others, and even the little fat man Gao Qiang stayed, which surprised many people inexplicably.

After all, in the past few days, Gao Qiang's cowardice has been seen by everyone, and even some people, like Guan Sheng, make fun of Gao Qiang, but it's not too much.

But Xiao Cheng knew that Gao Qiang was a fan of the army, and his physical fitness was good. If he hadn't been born with a weak temper, he probably would have been in his early years.

After the eliminated people left, Zhang Feng encouraged the remaining people, and then announced the training subjects for the second stage.

Individual tactical training!

Hearing the name of the subject, Xiao Cheng was at a loss.

tactics?

what does that mean?
Do you want to learn the art of war and talk about it on paper?
Then rely on war chess and sand table deduction for assessment.

This……

After much deliberation, Xiao Cheng had a severe headache.

If it is this type of training, there is no chance of winning by challenging Zhang Feng by himself, and the system ability is useless.

For myself in crisis, this is a nightmare!

While he was in a hurry, Zhang Feng had directed everyone to run forward and go around to the back of the playground.

Xiao Cheng waved his arms and legs mechanically, following the team forward, actually not knowing what he was doing at all.

There is only one thought in his mind now, how to survive in the next challenging task.

The special warfare base is huge, and the team walked around the playground, and after passing a row of garages, turned right into an intersection.

Since arriving at the base, a group of security officers have basically been in the playground, barracks, and cafeteria at three points and one line, and no one has been to the area behind, so they all stared at it strangely.

Xiao Cheng also put away his thoughts for the time being, no matter how much you worry, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, let's see what happens.

Ahead, a huge sandy training ground was revealed.

Xiao Cheng looked up and saw that the training ground was full of mud, all kinds of training equipment were scattered all over the place, and gasoline barrels and large tires were piled up in many places.

It seems...

The so-called tactical training is different from what I think, it depends on physical strength!

Xiao Cheng, who was just like a shriveled eggplant, stood up immediately, and observed the environment carefully, he put his heart in his stomach.

It seems that the previous worries are unnecessary.

Here's your chance!
In the midst of joy, the team had already stood still. After quickly reorganizing the formation, Zhang Feng gave a brief lecture, and then began to demonstrate.

"Today's subject is the basic action of individual soldiers. You must wear a full set of individual equipment. The main content is to hold a gun, lie down, and crawl forward..."

Zhang Feng explained loudly while putting on the equipment, "Our army's individual soldiers have a full set of equipment, with a total weight of 23.5KG. All tactical actions must be completed under full load with quality and quantity..."

Everyone looked dumbfounded. Does a soldier have to bring so many things?

Xiao Cheng was also very surprised. Looking carefully, he saw rifles, magazines, grenades, helmets, gas masks, army stabbed daggers, compass...

Counting carefully, there are 30 samples in total!
Carrying so many things to fight?

Can it work?
And Gao Qiang's eyes were as bright as searchlights. Every time Zhang Feng put on a piece of equipment, he muttered: "95-type automatic rifle, multi-purpose bayonet, QGF03 combat helmet, 86-type all-plastic handleless grenade..."

As a senior military fan, Gao Qiang trembled with happiness.

Xiao Cheng glanced sideways, thinking that this little fat man really understands!

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Feng in front of the queue finished dressing, and his aura changed when he was fully armed. With a glance, Xiao Cheng, who had just turned his head, felt his scalp go numb.

The murderous aura that hit his face made Xiao Cheng's sense of crisis work.

"Everyone pay attention to the essentials of action!"

Seeing that everyone was a little distracted, Zhang Feng shouted: "Old rules, I only do it once, and then I will correct the operation for you!"

When everyone who was still surprised heard this, they quickly retracted their dropped jaws and paid close attention to Zhang Feng's movements.

It's a joke, Zhang Feng's corrective action is really hands-on!
Many people still have bruises after being 'corrected' by him!

"Attention!"

Zhang Feng picked up the gun quickly, aiming in a standing position, aiming in a kneeling position, aiming in a prone position, probing forward, crawling forward in a low position...

Under the amazed eyes of everyone, Zhang Feng climbed into the low rack covered with barbed wire, quickly crawled halfway, then changed to a sideways crawl, quickly rushed out of the barbed wire rack and sprinted for a while, and then stopped.

Everyone was stunned!

Unmoved like a mountain, aggressive like fire!
Zhang Feng's every move was clean and neat, his movements were swift and powerful, and his whole body was filled with a courageous and vigorous blood.

"I can see clearly that this is just the most basic individual tactical action, and it is also the entire training subject of the second stage."

After completing the movements, Zhang Feng walked back to the front of the queue with big strides, "The height of the barbed wire fence is 40 centimeters, the length is 35 meters, the 20-meter low posture crawls, the 15-meter side crawling posture, and the 15-meter sprint after getting out of the wire fence. The action requires you to pass in 40 seconds and be excellent in 35 seconds!"

what?
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard it!
Carrying almost 40 pounds of equipment, lying down and crawling forward, the barbed wire is so short that you can hang on it when you lie down and poke your buttocks, and you have to climb for [-] seconds to pass?

It's impossible, okay?
The assessment standards were too harsh, and a group of magistrates complained in low voices.

But amidst the buzzing sound, Zhang Feng frowned.

"stand at attention!"

He shouted loudly, and waited until everyone stood up solemnly, and then said loudly: "The requirements for you are already extremely low!"

Zhang Feng patted the equipment on his body, "These are just the individual equipment of the ordinary army. If it is a special warfare force, it must be at least a third heavier!"

After speaking, he put the automatic rifle on his shoulder, pointed at a group of people and said:
"And the 40-second pass assessment standard is only the requirement of ordinary troops for female soldiers!"

What?
A bunch of people are stupid...

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