Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

This was hardly the first hurdle; it was utterly disgusting. Although they had participated in wars and seen many scenes, they had only ever witnessed enemies being shot.

This is the first time I've ever been brought directly to the execution ground like this.

"Oh, right! The situation this time is very simple: one shot to kill, and those executed are all heinous criminals," Lin Beichen added.

After a series of relatively complicated procedures, the car slowly drove into the execution ground.

Everyone quickly lined up and stood in a row.

"Do we really have to watch from this perfect vantage point?" one of them couldn't help but ask.

Although they were not entirely clear about the specifics at the moment, the facts before them made it impossible for them to avoid the more serious problems.

Perhaps this is just a new beginning, but that doesn't mean they can be at their best.

"Let me make this clear to you: from this moment on, you represent the image of the Seventh District. Whether you feel nauseous or not, you must stand firm here. Every single one of you must maintain impeccable military bearing. I will not allow anyone to vomit," Lin Beichen said sternly.

These words really startled everyone.

"I'll say it again: if anyone throws up in this setting, the assessment is considered a failure, and the rest can continue to follow me forward."

Everyone could only wait helplessly.

Just then, several death row inmates were brought before them. The reason for choosing execution by firing squad was that these criminals were indeed heinous and had aroused public outrage, hence this method of execution was adopted.

At this moment, several death row inmates were ready.

With several crisp gunshots, all of these people were killed, and the bullets hit their heads directly, instantly turning their flesh into a bloody mess. The scene was even more disgusting to watch.

Some soldiers couldn't bear to watch any longer, but they were ordered not to close their eyes and had to keep looking ahead. Anyone who made a mistake at this moment would be eliminated.

Lin Beichen carefully observed the soldiers' reactions and found that they were indeed feeling very uncomfortable. They all felt like vomiting, but they were holding it in and had to stand up straight.

"Alright! Your first task is complete. However, as you know, the military and the people are of one mind, so now we need your help to clean up the site," Lin Beichen said.

Do we have to clean together?
This is truly unbelievable; no one can bear to face such a task—collecting the bodies of these criminals.

But this was Lin Beichen's special request.

Several carts were pushed over, and the rest of the work was theirs to do. And as mentioned before, anyone who vomited during the process had to leave.

Left with no other choice, the soldiers could only suppress the churning in their stomachs and continue working until all the corpses were disposed of before returning to their vehicles.

"Alright! I know you're all feeling pretty bad right now, but I also want to tell you that you can throw up in the car, but I won't allow you to smell anything disgusting," Lin Beichen said.

You can vomit, but it can't have a disgusting smell.

This requirement is difficult even for a normal person to meet.

The soldiers had no choice but to go back with the vehicle. Almost everyone felt terrible, but they couldn't vomit and could only slump in their seats like sickly patients.

"Hey instructor, aren't we going a bit too far with this?" one of the instructors couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

“I don’t like hearing that. If they can’t even get past this hurdle, how will they ever go to the battlefield? It’s that simple.”

Lin Beichen knew exactly what to do at this critical juncture. The training program he set up was actually based on the basic qualities that special forces soldiers should possess.

As a result, as soon as these soldiers returned to the camp, the first thing they did was rush to the toilet, where they all vomited violently.

"Alright, let's give them some time to recover. But tonight's meal needs to be a bit 'visually striking,' so let's skip the tofu pudding. After all, they've been throwing up for a while, so they need to eat something good. Let's just prepare cauliflower."

When the soldiers were about to eat in the evening, they found the table piled high with braised cauliflower and pork.

There was also greasy braised pork, various kinds of pig's trotters, and other dishes. However, there was only one kind of vegetable tonight—cauliflower.

The soldiers started to let their imaginations run wild again, because the shape of the cauliflower was quite similar to that of a brain, which made them feel uneasy.

"Tonight's task is simple. Everyone threw up for a while this afternoon, so we definitely won't be eating tofu pudding."

Nobody wanted to hear the words "tofu pudding" in the first place, but Lin Beichen brought it up on purpose.

"In addition, we plan to serve tofu pudding to everyone tomorrow morning, but it will be a different flavor. You may want to try it."

Lin Beichen's words caused the psychological defenses that everyone had painstakingly built up that afternoon to crumble once again. The visual impact of the cauliflower, in addition, elicited different reactions from them.

One by one, they began to feel unwell again.

"Everyone, eat well. People need food to survive. You all know this principle. Let's eat now."

But these soldiers couldn't possibly eat it, and fate just plays tricks on people like that.

Lin Beichen didn't care what would happen after the meal. But not only did he have to finish the meal, he had to eat a lot, and he also had to drink some soup afterwards.

For these soldiers, this was nothing short of torture.

In their opinion, how wonderful it would be to have a bowl of plain porridge right now.

And so, the day's ordeal finally came to an end. After they finished their dinner, they all felt nauseous and vomited again.

In the middle of the night, just as the soldiers had fallen asleep, an emergency assembly took place.

"Alright, I've gathered everyone here tonight. I think you all know what happened during the day, right?"

Now, these soldiers have experienced Lin Beichen's methods firsthand.

"I think we shouldn't run those few kilometers tonight. I just want to ask you all a question: you are all battle-hardened soldiers who can charge into battle and kill the enemy, so why can't you bear to look at the scene of a death row inmate being executed?"

The soldiers were left speechless when questioned, which is indeed their biggest stain at present.

"As the strongest special forces training base in the country, the Seventh District should have the strongest personnel. Living on the edge of a knife should be commonplace for you. Yet you can't even handle a scene of brains splattering. How will you face those vicious enemies on the battlefield in the future?"

Everyone fell silent; it turned out that today's task mainly focused on this aspect.

"However, one thing is still worth affirming: at least none of you were eliminated. Especially on the way back to District Seven from the execution ground, none of you chose to vomit in order to keep the air in the vehicle fresh, which shows that you are still capable."

At this point, one of the soldiers finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Can you really hold back?"

“I watched from the best observation point, just like you. Did you see my reaction? No. That’s because I had made thorough preparations beforehand. Of course, you can say that I was mentally prepared, but when I was abroad, this was what I saw every day.”

Lin Beichen then asked everyone to sit down.

“Back when I was abroad, I witnessed a dead man’s brain being gnawed on by a Shiba Inu. I was only ten meters away from the animal, but because the enemy had a sniper, I could only stay there and watch helplessly as my companion was being devoured…” He seemed very sad as he said this.

“Back then, I was just like you. I threw up for days and was left with psychological trauma. Your kind of psychological trauma is really insignificant to me.”

At this point, everyone began to slowly re-evaluate Lin Beichen. Such a commander, who could have been fighting on the battlefield, had unexpectedly ended up as an instructor in this place.

"Instructor, if that's the case, why did you choose to come to this place?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Beichen immediately smiled.

"Because I am just like you, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, it is my bounden duty to protect our motherland. And the most important thing to achieve this goal is for us all to work together."

Lin Beichen smiled again as he finished speaking.

"Everyone knows you guys are all outstanding elites, but I can only use some unconventional methods to make you think about the problem carefully."

The soldiers then slowly came to their senses.

Lying in bed that night, they began to think carefully about their life in District Seven, their hearts filled with doubts, wondering what it all meant.

Moreover, the experiences and trials they will need to meet the challenges ahead are simply incredible. All of this can only be achieved through their own relentless efforts.

The real test will begin in the time to come.

Lin Beichen returned to his office and looked at the instructors, noticing that they all looked rather unwell.

"No way? Even you, the instigators, couldn't stand the visual impact of eating tofu pudding during the day?"

"Hey! You're really going to kill those soldiers. No one could stand this, let alone us."

In fact, although these instructors were mentally prepared, they still found the actual situation somewhat difficult to accept.

"It can only be said that in peacetime, our soldiers, including you, lack the sense of real combat experience of going into battle. I wonder what the veterans would think if they encountered this situation back then? They came all the way from the war years."

Lin Beichen did indeed sense something different from it.

"Will our training session on the second day be in the same style?"

"No! Actually, this wilderness survival training is very simple. We will take everyone to a particularly humid forest, right here."

The instructors were astonished when they saw the map. The place was known as "Death Valley," teeming with all sorts of insects.

Generally speaking, even special forces soldiers return from there covered in wounds.

"Our main task is simple: first of all, we can't bring enough food. This time, we're simulating a trek through the Hukawng Valley during World War II."

Everyone was shocked by these words. Everyone knew this was no joke, and the route was extremely strange.

The next day, everyone assembled and each brought their own equipment.

Lin Beichen's face immediately darkened upon seeing this.

"Who gave you permission to bring so much stuff? Take it all off! Each person can only bring a water bottle at most, in addition to their gun."

The soldiers on the scene were all taken aback when they heard this.

They had never experienced anything like this before.

In fact, the higher-ups had also considered this matter, especially the generals, who had been thinking about how to ensure that soldiers could fully adapt to real combat conditions.

"This time we will invite some military units to assist us in completing the training. Their mission is simple: to track you down using various methods. Whoever is caught will be eliminated. I will also serve as your captain and advance alongside you."

Lin Beichen went directly from instructor to team leader.

"Our training team is designed to completely simulate the officers of that unit at the time. You must obey my orders, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers dared not speak further. Everyone knew how horrific the crossing of the Savage Mountain had been back then.

In Chen Bin's office, those who were cooperating with the work were all very worried.

"General, are we really going to do this?"

"If we don't do this, the consequences will be unimaginable. This is our only chance, and I think everyone knows what to do."

In truth, the impact of this matter is unimaginable for everyone. But there's no other way; it has to be done.

"Then give it a try."

As time went by, they finally set off.

Their attire was decent this time, but their food was pitifully scarce.

In particular, each soldier's rations could only last for half a day at most, and could not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Moreover, this time they also need to disguise themselves as a military unit, and some of them even need to carry heavy artillery.

"I really don't know what use these World War II weapons are to us."

However, no one spoke; they could only walk forward in silence.

The first day seemed to go smoothly, but by the second day, everyone started to feel uncomfortable.

Putting aside the quality of the "food" that day, they were unable to cook with an open flame due to the issue of open flames.

"Hey!"

The most troublesome thing right now is mosquito bites, and none of them brought any mosquito repellent this time.

"This can't go on, we don't have many medicines on us to begin with."

Medicines are indeed very limited.

Everyone was really on the verge of collapse. If they continued to train in this way, they themselves didn't know if they could hold on until the end.

Lin Beichen also had the same problem, but he had experienced more hardships and obstacles before, so he was relatively more resilient.

"Instructor, how much longer do we have to walk?" a soldier couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, we'll be training for a month," Lin Beichen replied.

One month? (End of Chapter)