Let's practice, instructor!

The sun finally started to emit its light and heat, and the rookies finally felt a little warmth.Because of walking with heavy loads in wet and cold clothes, three rookies suffered a severe test of their physical resistance and developed a high fever, so they had to quit regretfully.

"No, I won't quit, I can persevere!" It was a more delicate and gentle young man who looked similar to Cui Wenxuan. Li Qi looked back, his face was abnormally red, like a crab that was always overcooked.

"Instructor, let me stay, I can really hold on, I can carry it through!" The young non-commissioned officer begged the mouse, his eyes were red with a high fever.

Shen Gong patted him on the shoulder: "Your temperature is almost forty degrees. If you don't get treatment, you may become a fool. Boy, if you want to be a special soldier, you should strengthen your body after returning home. It will be the same when you come back again." I have been preparing for a year, and I can't quit just because of a little high fever. The mouse stepped forward and dragged him into the car: "You have to retreat if you don't retreat, we are perverts, but we will not let a fresh human life disappear. The court-martial is not worth it. Boy, I’m not a rat, I’m not good at speaking, you’ll have to quit sooner or later, go back and practice hard, it’s not so easy to be a special soldier. Tears rolled down his flushed face.

All the rookies turned their heads and couldn't bear to watch it anymore!

"Brothers, you have to hold on!" The young non-commissioned officer and the other two were carried back by magic, and a plane has already come to pick them up. Their journey of special forces is over.

Cui Wenxuan sighed: "That man's willpower is still very tenacious. It's a pity that the other two are still so clear-headed without knowing their personnel!"

"What a pity, it's not just special forces, what else can he do!" Li Qi shrugged indifferently.

"What do you know, you dude? Don't talk if you don't understand!" Ju Baotong's big eyes were a little moist.

Li Qi originally wanted to have a few words with him, thinking that talking to this reckless man is a bit like talking to a duck, how precious saliva is in the desert, forget it, don't bother him!

Three hours later, the rookies started to eat breakfast, and the rookies who walked for three hours with a heavy load fell into the sand!The clothes on them were already half-dried by the body temperature, and they were not as uncomfortable as they were at first.

With his hands behind his back, Hao Bin smiled slightly when he saw the rookies tear open the compressed biscuits and began to eat them vigorously: "The rations for each of you are six compressed biscuits and a pot of water. Let me remind you, this is a daily ration. What do you know?" mean?"

The rookies looked at the dry food in their hands, then at Hao Bin, got it!

Some rookies just broke off half of a compressed biscuit, and then put the rest back into the rucksack.The rookie who is not very thirsty simply does not drink water and eats the compressed biscuits directly.Each of them knew how important food and water would be for the rest of the day in this lifeless desert.

Hao Bin nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, it seems that you have a high level of consciousness, and you should distribute your rations reasonably. This is also a compulsory subject for the field army and special forces. If you are fighting behind enemy lines, you can't determine the time or rations required for the mission. If there is not enough food, only by distributing your own rations reasonably can you have a good chance of completing tasks and surviving."