【Flying Leaf】God of War

The ones on Ye Xiu's side all failed in no time, and Wei Chen was no better. This old guy is a thief. He rolls around and climbs up together in singles, not caring about his demeanor at all. Sometimes he even bursts out garbage. To distract the opponent's attention with words... Compared with Ye Xiu, he is much more straightforward, although his behavior is also quite unbeatable.

It is said that it is going to be a heavy hand, but in fact it is only within the scope of flesh and blood injuries. After all, it will soon be a sparring match, and too serious injuries will affect the performance.But just this alone made the recruits feel good, all grinning in pain, and a few unlucky ones were disfigured, with bruises and purple spots all over their bodies.

When Qiu Fei was thrown to the ground by Ye Xiu for the third time, he bumped his nose, and the blood flowed like a faucet, and his face was covered with blood in a short while, looking very scary.But even so, he still stood up unsteadily, wiped the blood with his cuff, and raised his fist to attack again.

Ye Xiu didn't say anything, he put it down neatly and led him to the back of the team, and arranged for Qiao Yifan to accompany him to the infirmary.

But Qiu Fei didn't go if he was screwed to death, he insisted that it was a minor injury and the blood stopped after a while, Ye Xiu's persuasion was useless, he nodded and let him go.

The corner of Sun Xiang's mouth was hit by Ye Xiu's fist. If he hadn't retreated in time, a tooth would have collapsed right now.The injury on his mouth made him dare not even open his mouth to speak, and the slit was painful, because the injury was on his face again, which made him feel ashamed, and now he was kicking the stones under his feet to vent his anger Woolen cloth.

There is no way, the current self is not Ye Xiu's opponent after all, the first round was when he was at his best, and he could only force the opponent to give up a little bit with all his strength, and the physical strength began to lose pace in the second round. The back was completely unilaterally beaten, and there was no way to fight back.

The more times they were knocked down, the more psychological pressure gradually accumulated. Some people even lost their fighting spirit.

Seeing this situation, Ye Xiu also had a headache, and frowned rarely. After thinking for a while, he finally called for a break.

Then he ran to the next team and dragged Wei Chen to a corner to whisper, leaving a group of wounded soldiers staring.

"These two bastards are too ruthless..." Fang Rui's forehead was knocked on the floor, and now it was swollen, and he looked quite happy: "In two days, we will have to fight against the second row. After practicing, could it be that they want us to play with injuries?"

"I think the platoon leader should be reasonable," Qiao Yifan said, "After all, everyone is wounded, so go back to apply some medicine at night and sleep, and the next day there will be no serious problems."

"He has a fart!" Sun Xiang swears angrily, sucking in the pain from the wound at the corner of his mouth, and his tone also lowered: "The injury is so ugly, when the second row sees you, maybe you will laugh at us first. Well, I’ve lost all my face before the beginning!” Since the knot in his heart was untied, he has regained that kind of temperament that feels good about himself, and his words are mostly full of anger: “When the second row sees the opponent, it will be hurt. In this way, maybe even the desire to compete is gone, so I just abstain."

"...I think it's good to abstain directly... Isn't this a win without a fight..." Luo Ji, who is the least physically fit in a row, suffers the most. Ah, dignity, something has already been smashed to pieces on the ground, and I haven't had time to clean it up yet, so I can't help but feel a little depressed: "Anyway, maybe we won't live to that day..."

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Luo Ji was dizzy from being photographed by the other party, and finally regained consciousness. He adjusted his crooked glasses and said in a low voice, "I sucked a ghost... I was knocked down before I saw it clearly..."

"I agree with that." Tang Hao raised his hand. He was assigned to Wei Chen's group, and he was completely overwhelmed by his wretchedness at the moment.That bastard Nima really used all kinds of cheap tricks, for example, the kind of childish tricks like: Look at the plane, a caterpillar fell off your body, if you don’t believe me, look back... and that guy is using it all, It was not enough to use it once, and they used it again and again, which made them feel like they were being played by others, and their anger was rising.

When they saw Wei Chen, they almost resorted to obscene tricks such as inserting eyes and kicking crotch, and everyone in the second group was miserable.

"This doesn't look like a guide, it's just playing us like monkeys!" Tang Hao, who had been played many times, said angrily.

"How about we go to the company commander to protest...?" Zou Yuan suggested.

"Huh? Is it really useful to find the company commander?" Lu Hanwen popped up.Because of his age, Wei Chen is not very good at bullying children. When he met him, he finally retained a little bit of his demeanor as a senior, and he didn't act harshly: "The company commander is very polite to Ye Pai. It seems that the relationship is very good. Look good." He blinked his black and white eyes with a naive expression.

"What? The company commander can't subdue these two monsters? Oh, Xie Te, why are you doing this to me..." Fang Rui wailed with a mournful face.

"Could it be that we can only go to the head of the regiment?" Yu Feng pressed the injured part and gave a distorted smile: "Which of you... dare to go find..."

"..." Everyone was silent, including Sun Xiang, who had an angry face just now, couldn't help turning his face away.

"I think, let's not play it dead." An Wenyi, who hadn't recovered from being kicked in the abdomen before, took a deep breath: "Ye Pai must have his reasons for doing this. As for everyone's dissatisfaction, I think They could have expected it a long time ago...Anyway, duel training will come soon, and they will definitely not beat us to death, so you can rest assured about this."

"I think I only have half my life left now..." Zou Yunhai lay on the ground and rolled his eyes, like a dead fish.

"Damn it, why don't you fight them! I don't believe that so many people can't beat them!" Someone said as if venting, but everyone understands that this kind of words can only be said, and they really need to be practiced. Awakening...is to be remembered...and...

"...I really can't beat it." Wu Chen sighed: "Besides, it is the bounden duty of soldiers to obey orders. It's their job to make troubles, and it's our job to accept them. So we have to adjust our mentality, even if we are physically weak. If you can't overwhelm them, you have to beat them in momentum!"

"That's a good statement. It deserves encouragement." Ye Xiu bit his cigarette holder and wandered back with Wei Chen, just in time to hear him, and couldn't help clapping his hands: "Everyone is also tired from the beating, right? Come on, let's go!" Let me rest for a while, and I will make a summary for you." After speaking, he walked to the steps of the fighting arena and sat down, posing as a teacher in class, which made many people's teeth itch again.

"Everyone's melee combat is pretty good, especially those who are extremely top-notch, that is, those who can last under me or Old Wei for more than a minute. They did a good job." Shaking the soot, he hit Snap your fingers: "But it's not enough."

"On the battlefield, you can't always maintain the most perfect state, because you are human beings, not machines, and even machines have fatigue, let alone human beings." Ye Xiu said: "You have too little actual combat experience, even in In the previous fighting training, there was very little experience of continuing to strengthen training after being injured, am I right about this? In fact, what you lack most now is not endurance, let alone ability—it is fighting spirit.”

"A soldier without fighting spirit will never be a qualified soldier!" The tone of his voice suddenly rose, with the meaning of a speech, Ye Xiu put away his casual look, and cleared his throat.

"This is the Glory Special Forces. Maybe today or tomorrow...you may step onto the real battlefield. Whether it's anti-terrorism, anti-drug or disaster relief, you will face real death!"

"At that time, can you completely lose your courage because you are knocked down by the enemy again and again, and just lie on the ground waiting to die?!"

"I can't—!" Everyone shouted, their faces were flushed, the veins on their necks were bulging, and their eyes were shining with a different light than before.

Ye Xiu smiled, and slowly took a drag on his cigarette.

"Since you can't sit still and die, don't give up lightly."

"Who will let me hear similar words next time, don't blame me for solo practice with him every night?" This sentence clearly carried a bit of a joking tone, but it made many people tremble and swallowed involuntarily Saliva, loudly answer yes.

Among them, Luo Ji was the one who yelled the loudest. He was ashamed of himself who had once thought of giving up, and at the same time he became more determined in his goal of staying.

Soon the training continued, and this time, everyone was desperately fighting like chicken blood. Among them, Sun Xiang insisted on getting up and continuing to fight after being knocked down for the nth time, but Ye Xiu kicked him. Kick off the stage and directly call the next person to come on stage.

After all, minor injuries are still injuries. After continuing to practice for a long time, Ye Xiu called a stop. He led a large group of injured patients to the infirmary. , It was heart-piercing when the doctor rubbed the congested part, and the others couldn't help but feel chills behind them.

Leaning against the door frame of the health care room, with an unlit cigarette in his hand, Ye Xiu looked at this horrific scene with a smile, then reached out and patted Old Wei on the shoulder: "Hey, you said that Big Eye Wang knew about them. What kind of expression will you show when you lose to a group of wounded soldiers?"

Wei Chen rolled his eyes and looked over. He hadn't exercised so much for many years, and his skills had dropped a few notches compared to before. He also had to be cautious in the previous boxing training, and tried to show that he was able to do it with ease. This group of bastards exerted psychological pressure, and now their hands and feet are weak from exhaustion: "It is estimated that his big and small eyes can be cured."

"Did you widen your eyes because of surprise?" Ye Xiu smiled, unconsciously drawing hatred: "But the premise is that he only stares in one eye."

"Then he probably won't be able to cure his illness in this lifetime." Wei Chen tried his best to express his expression: "Hey, let me tell you, can these boys recover in a day..." He glanced at the wounded soldiers in the room as he spoke. , doubting: "You won't play off this time."

"Who is brother, can you miscalculate this?" Ye Xiu snorted and laughed: "Just watch how the soldiers you taught yourself show their prowess on the battlefield."

Later, Ye Xiu wrote a large application and handed it to Han Wenqing's desk on the grounds of 'overwork', requesting that they be given a day off.

The Glory Special Corps is not affiliated to any military region, but directly serves the national government—for some special reasons, it is hidden in this corner of the valley, and there are usually no leaders to inspect such time-consuming and thankless things. As the head of the regiment, Han Wenqing was also a senior colonel, so he naturally became the highest management figure in Glory.

However, such a calm soldier is staring blankly at the thick application forms on the table, while Ye Xiu, the applicant, is leaning on the leather chair opposite Han Wenqing with his legs crossed, biting his cigarette holder and shaking it. In a blink of an eye, he gave me the expression of returning it after reading it.

Looking at the soot falling to the ground, he suddenly felt a little headache. After taking a deep breath, he said slowly, "I won't approve your application."

"Oh, don't be like this, old Han, we've known each other for how many years." The latter straightened up and began to snap his fingers one by one: "Has it been a whole ten years? Give your old friend some face."

"This is glory." Han Wenqing frowned and looked at the other party's unruly appearance, and his voice became low: "It's not your Excellent Era."

"Do I still need someone to criticize the words of Excellent Era?" Ye Xiu muttered and put away the things on the table, and sighed as he put them back: "It's rare that my hands are sore after copying such a large paragraph from the Internet..."

Han Wenqing: "..."

"So you really don't approve." Ye Xiu stuffed the folded paper into his pocket, looked up at him, "If you continue to practice, I don't care what the responsibility is."

"They are your soldiers, not mine."

"But I am the platoon leader of Glory, and they are soldiers of Glory." Ye Xiu raised the corner of his mouth slowly, and blinked: "So as the commander of Glory... Comrade Han Wenqing, it's not what you should do to be considerate of your subordinates. "

Han Wenqing pressed the corners of his brows with a headache, glared at him, and said quickly: "It's okay to let you go for a day, but you must issue a military order. If you lose in the practice match with the second platoon the day after tomorrow, next year's Erla special reconnaissance Your name will not be on the roster for the Soldier Competition."

The air seemed to stagnate in an instant, Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes, and under Han Wenqing's menacing gaze, he nodded casually: "Okay."

Seeing this, Han Wenqing couldn't help frowning: "Are you really willing to pay so much for this one-day vacation?"

"That's not true, I'm not as great as you imagined." Ye Xiu smiled: "I just believe that they won't lose."

In the end, Han Wenqing signed the absurd application and officially approved a one-day vacation.

After Ye Xiu announced the news in the recruits' dormitory, many people almost jumped out of their beds. There was a lot of controversy for a while. Ye Xiu opened his mouth a few times but couldn't hear his own voice, so he had no choice but to blow the whistle.

"What you need to do today is to rest well, and strive to recover to the best condition tomorrow, and kill the second platoon." Without giving anyone a chance to ask questions, Ye Xiu left after saying this.

That night, Sun Xiang went to the place where they usually practiced, but he didn't see each other's figure, so he went back to the dormitory with a stomach full of anger, and hid under the blanket to vent his anger on himself.

The night passed quickly, and the practice match that everyone had been looking forward to for a long time finally started.

The first round was a ten-kilometer armed cross-country. Everyone packed up their equipment and stayed at the starting line. Ye Xiu stood by the military vehicle and saw his own soldiers, and raised his hand to say hello.

After Wang Jiexi instructed all the things that need attention, he also walked over to stand with Ye Xiu, and they will ride with the team later in the car—this is a special case for recruits.The rest of the onlookers stayed at the finish line and waited.

Glory is a small corps, adding up to about a hundred people, each of them is an elite figure, and their reputation has already spread all over the place.This group of recruits is their first batch of fresh blood in the past few years, and they have stopped recruiting recently.Regarding the growth of these recruits, everyone naturally regarded it as important. At this moment, the seniors of the veteran company found various reasons to come to watch, and there was a large group of people at the terminal.

It's a pity that those who are still standing on the starting line can't see these situations. This duel training has tortured them for too long, and when it finally came, there was still a little bit of panic and tension. In a nervous mood, he was doing warm-up exercises, for fear that he would drag his own people back later.

The rules of the game are very simple, according to the ranking, whichever player crosses the finish line first will be the champion.

There were still a few minutes before the start, Sun Xiang sorted out his equipment and made sure there was nothing wrong with it, then stood at the head of the queue.

This is his first match in Glory—absolutely can't lose!

Due to the large number of people, the two platoons draw lots to determine their respective routes. The first row draws the A route. Ye Xiu took a look at it. I don’t know which wicked bastard designed this thing. There is also the part of crossing the river... rubbing the map in his hand and putting it in his pocket, he got into the car and fastened his seat belt. As a result of the temporary draw, he had to go to the other side of the river and wait, unlike Wang Jiexi in the second row. That way you can follow along.

That is to say, at the beginning, they had to run by themselves.

The moment the gunfire rang out, the two groups of people rushed to their respective routes in a swarm, and disappeared after a while.

According to the regulations, they can't get the map, they can only follow the signs along the way.Sun Xiang ran to the front from the very beginning, and he didn't dare to run too hard. After all, he needed to preserve his physical strength until the final sprint. Sun Xiang still understood this, so he moved with the large army, and he didn't take care of himself like before. run forward.

After the gentle opening, he turned left and right into a forest.

The climate has been very dry these days, and the soil under his feet is hard, and if you look closely, you can see small cracks; there is a strange smell in the air, and rotten leaves are scattered on the ground, trampled flat by military boots.

The race started at nine in the morning, and the sun came out within a few minutes of running. The dazzling sunlight fell on them through the thin bushes, dyeing the colorful camouflage uniforms even more dazzlingly.

Stepping on the uneven soil, the sound of neat footsteps echoed in the quiet woods.The equipment on his back was lighter than the usual bricks, but this was a serious game after all, and even Fang Rui, who had always been restless, didn't dare to speak at this time, carefully controlling the pace of his breathing, for fear of getting messed up. out of rhythm.

After running for about 10 minutes, a row of recruits had already climbed over a small hill, climbed over artificial obstacles, and walked across the single-plank bridge.By now, they had passed through most of the jungle, had just boarded the second hill, and were rushing down the hill according to the signs.

Although the time is tight, you can't be sloppy, deliberately slow down to make sure the route is correct, and occasionally stop to re-examine the direction of progress, otherwise it would be ridiculous to rush out of the field halfway.

The road on the downhill section was relatively steep, and the almost eighty-degree slope was undoubtedly a kind of psychological pressure. Luo Ji stumbled when he was about to reach the bottom of the mountain. With the support of his teammates, he quickly got up and pouted. He pushed the crooked glasses and gritted his teeth to move on.

No one was left behind along the way, which shows that the training effect is still very obvious.

Four and 10 minutes passed after the start of the game, and everyone still looked radiant until they ran to the river.

Ye Xiu bit his cigarette holder and leaned against the shade of a tree on the other side of the river to enjoy the coolness. As for Wei Chen, he didn't come out at all, sticking to his duties as a driver - staying in the car, watching the car and falling asleep at the same time.

The river is not very wide. If you want to cross it, you can swim to the other side in a few minutes... He looked down at the wrinkled map. Back on the boulevard for a final sprint.

I just don't know what's going on in the second row... Touching his chin, Ye Xiu got up and walked to the river, and waved to the recruits in the opposite row.

"Which one of you will be the last to reach the other side later, and all training will be doubled in the future!" He yelled at the top of his voice, and the wind carried his voice to the ears of everyone in the row. Rui fiercely plunged into the water and jumped in the rolling waves.

Someone has set a precedent, so others must not lag behind... Besides, this threat is too terrible, okay? I still want to save my life and go back to my hometown to get married!

So under Ye Xiu's 'encouragement', everyone performed super-level, as if there were sharks chasing after them. In the blink of an eye, Sun Xiang and Fang Rui, who were tied for first place, landed first.

The first thing they did when they went ashore was to take off the military boots filled with river water, clean up the liquid inside, open the backpack to check whether there was any omission of their equipment, and set off again after everything was confirmed.

The bottom ones, Luo Ji and An Wenyi, were the last to climb up. Their faces were as pale as paper. Ye Xiu stepped forward and patted their shoulders without saying anything, just giving them a push.

"Catch up with the big troops." He said, turning around and getting into the car, and woke up Wei Chen in the driver's seat.