My Military Career in a Parallel World

"I'll remind you again, be careful when you go down there. They are not veterans, don't cause any trouble!"

"Don't worry, platoon leader. We know what we are doing."

"Just keep in mind what's going on. I'll give you ten minutes to resolve the battle. Is that a problem?!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

After listening to everyone's answers, the leading man in black nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to signal that they could start.

Seeing this, the corners of the mouths of the people who couldn't wait any longer unconsciously rose, and they looked at the chaotic recruit camp below with a "cruel" smile.

Nearly thirty people rushed towards the camp from all directions, and the first to suffer were undoubtedly the sentries on duty.

Although they all put on gas masks as soon as they discovered the situation, how could they possibly be a match for the scouts?

Not to mention, they had inhaled too much anesthetic smoke before, and now they could hardly stand steadily. They didn't even have the strength to run, let alone fight back.

They were forced to lie prone on the ground with their heads pressed down, and if they dared to move their buttocks they would be in immediate trouble. After being hit with two sticks, they all became obedient, lying on the ground with their hands covering their heads and not daring to move.

Even though there were more than a hundred new recruits, there were only less than thirty or forty veterans responsible for the attack, the strength of the two sides was completely not on the same level.

If they were not afraid of really getting in trouble by fighting, they would not have to go through so much trouble, with anesthesia and gas. Even if it was a head-on fight, more than a hundred recruits would not be enough for the thirty or so people to deal with.

This is a gap in tactics, strength, mentality and many other aspects, which cannot be made up by having more people.

If having more people was effective, there wouldn't be so many battles where the few defeated the many, or the weak defeated the strong.

The gang of more than thirty scouts was like a tiger descending from a mountain, and they quickly eliminated nearly 80% of the new recruits in the camp.

This was because they were holding back and didn't dare to attack. As long as the recruits just lay on the ground and didn't resist, they wouldn't go too far.

If they really let their guard down, I'm afraid the new recruits would suffer more than just a few beatings on the buttocks.

Compared to the miserable conditions of others, Jiang Chen's situation was undoubtedly much better.

He was the first recruit to discover the situation. Apart from inhaling some anesthetic smoke at the beginning, he was basically not affected in any other way.

When you see dozens of strong men in black rushing down from the top of the mountain, no one, unless they are foolish, would choose to fight them head-on.

Seeing these people knocking down all the passing recruits as effortlessly as pinching chickens, Jiang Chen made his choice very carefully.

Bang, retreat, sell, and run!

While running into the camp, he warned his other comrades who were still confused and didn't understand the situation.

However, although his idea was good, the gap in strength between the two sides was too big.

Coupled with the previous anesthetic smoke and the smoke bombs that were still lingering in the camp, the recruits had no ability to resist at all. They were almost pushed forward by the enemy without even a splash. Most of the recruits were subdued.

Of course, with so many new recruits and the other side having only about thirty people, they couldn't either win or run away. Seeing that the situation was not good, many people immediately ran out of the camp.

However, the effect of the anesthetic smoke had not yet dissipated, and the recruits were still in a state of dizziness, headaches, and weakness. Before they could run two steps, they were pinned to the ground by the men in black who caught up with them, and then they were hit hard on the buttocks with two sticks.

Suddenly, there were waves of wailing all around the camp...

The few lucky ones managed to escape with great difficulty, but they just ran to the edge of the camp and had no time to celebrate.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the bushes around them. Before they could react, the figure was pushed down on the grass. Then, like the others, he was hit hard on the buttocks with a stick...

After all the new recruits had calmed down, the leader in black waved his hand and said, "Old Zhang and his team should be almost done. Take these new recruits over there."

"Yes!"

Looking at the people being driven back by the men in black like ducks, Jiang Chen, who was hiding behind the tent, couldn't help but pat his chest and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, we are a step late."

Originally Jiang Chen was going to be faster than the others, but for some reason, a man in black kept staring at him.

Jiang Chen ran all the way from Class Five to the edge of Class Eight's camp, and this guy was still chasing him.

There was no other way, Jiang Chen could only find an opportunity to shake off the other party. Fortunately, he was delayed for a while, otherwise, he would have been the one who ran into the muzzle of the gun.

After watching the group of people at the edge of the camp leave, Jiang Chen carefully crawled out from behind the tent.

"Sun thief, I finally caught you. You are quite good at running, right? Now let's see where you can run!"

Jiang Chen hadn't even stepped out when he heard a voice suddenly coming from behind him.

Before he turned around to look, a sound of breaking air rang in his ears.

He didn't know how many times he had fought with Li Gang in his dreams, and how many times he had been beaten. The instinct and sense of crisis he had developed made his body react before his brain.

Jiang Chen bent down and rolled over on the ground to avoid the sudden attack from behind.

"Wow, I didn't realize you had some tricks up your sleeve!"

The man in black was a little surprised to see that his attack was dodged.

Although this group of people were wearing exactly the same clothes and gas masks on their faces, Jiang Chen would definitely not make a mistake. The guy in front of him was the man in black who had been chasing him.

"Sergeant, I don't seem to have done anything wrong to you, so why are you staring at me?" Jiang Chen said as he slowly stood up while glancing around, trying to find a chance to escape.

"Hey, how do you know you haven't offended me?"

The man in black didn't take Jiang Chen's little trick seriously at all. He weighed the rubber stick in his hand and strode towards Jiang Chen.

"Listen to the squad leader's advice, don't run away, it's useless to run anymore, you have to get through this level sooner or later, just stick your butt up and let me spank you a few times to vent my anger, and then what happened between us will be over."

Zhang Pengfei's face beneath the gas mask was filled with a brilliant smile, and his words clearly implied that he had already decided on Jiang Chen.

"Humph, I give you the face to call you squad leader, but you really think you are so awesome. It's still unclear who will win or lose!!"

Jiang Chen had been running like a dog for a long time and was already filled with rage.

Jiang Chen looked around and didn't see any other men in black, so he decided not to run anymore.

He took the Type 81 rifle behind him with his backhand and made a standard assassination preparation move.

"Yo, what's the matter, it looks like you still want to fight me?

Well, I will satisfy you today and let you know why veterans are veterans! "

Seeing Jiang Chen's actions, Zhang Pengfei was not annoyed but happy.

After being a grandson in the reconnaissance company for a year, today he finally has the chance to be a grandfather. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, the rubber stick in his hand ready to go...

PS: One day off per month, use it early and enjoy it early ( ^3^ )╱~~