Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 408: The Man Who Escaped from Death

In the afternoon, an Airbus A380 passenger plane successfully took off from Berlin Tegel Airport and flew along the route to Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates.

"Hey guys, have you heard that the assessment of this RFG Group is extremely strict!"

"I know. It is said that it is completely reproduced according to the assessment standards of the US Navy SEAL Team Six!"

"Oh my god, please tell me this isn't true. I don't want to try the PLT test system. It will kill me!"

"No, no, no, I heard that it only replicated the technical and tactical aspects of the US Navy SEAL Team 6, and did not include the PLT test system."

"Thank God, I'm not afraid of CQB tests!"

The PLT test system is the exclusive physical fitness test system of the U.S. Navy SEAL Team Six. Its full name is Physical Limit Training, which means the extreme physical fitness test system. It is a training subject that the U.S. Navy SEAL Team Six must go through to screen new recruits into the team. It is similar to Hell Week, but the amount of training exceeds that of Hell Week of special forces such as the White Seals.

No soldier who has retired from the special forces would be willing to try this kind of horrific physical training again after retirement. It is naturally unnecessary for soldiers who have not retired from the special forces. Sean would not set it up like this. First of all, these veterans are generally not too young. It is a blessing if they are under 30 years old. Most of them are over years old. Their physical fitness is no longer at its peak. If they continue to train like this, many people may not be able to bear it, or even be trained to death, which is not worth the loss.

Secondly, if the opponent is a retired special forces soldier, it has been proved that he has sufficient capabilities. The technical and tactical assessment is just a formality and a test of their specific capabilities to facilitate the classification.

Therefore, in terms of physical fitness, they only need to do maintenance training. Any more would be excessive and unnecessary.

"Guys, I think what we should really worry about is squad configuration. Damn it, I'm the only one in our unit who's retired!"

"Taylor, there are very few people in your KSK who retire before the age of 30. You are the only one."

"Shit, I didn't do anything wrong, I was treated unfairly!"

The man called Taylor had a buzz cut, a tough face, fierce eyes, and a sturdy build. His most striking feature was that he had a deep horizontal scar on his neck.

This means that this guy had his throat slit, but he managed to survive!

Such cases do exist, but they are extremely rare!

Even God doesn't dare to accept him!

The plane landed steadily at Abu Dhabi International Airport. The men got off the plane one after another with curiosity and expectation, and followed Sean and others out of the airport.

There were several large troop transport vehicles parked outside, which were obviously arranged by the RFG Group to pick them up.

"Boss!"

Seeing Sean coming out first, a bald strong man and a team of employees hurried over to greet him.

"Well, let's arrange for them to get in the car."

Sean responded, then took Jin Dun and Lin Ke into the back seat of a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

In the square of Tinata Island, the headquarters of RFG Group, the newly joined German employees were gathered here as soon as they arrived. These retired soldiers began to whisper and talk among themselves. This time, Sean gained quite a few employees, nearly five hundred in total. For a while, the scene seemed a little noisy.

"Please be quiet, gentlemen."

Sean stood on the podium with a microphone in his hand, and beside him stood Evelyn and Jindun, one of whom was the company's vice president and the other was his personal bodyguard.

The retired soldiers below became a little quieter, but some of them were still whispering. Sean was a little dissatisfied with the speed at which they stopped talking.

"quiet!"

Sean's eyes sharpened and his voice rose a little.

霎！
This time it was finally completely quiet, and the veterans standing below all turned their eyes to Sean and others on the stage.

"Gentlemen, your qualities make it difficult for me to associate you with excellent soldiers. Damn, what do you think this place is? A vegetable market?"

Sean glanced down, his sharp eyes made the guys lower their heads in shame. After all, they were all military men, so there was no need to say much about discipline. But they obviously had no discipline at all just now. However, there were still a few guys who looked at Sean fearlessly, with no intention of avoiding his sight. Sean memorized the faces of these guys one by one, and there was one who left a very deep impression on him, not for anything else, but because of the obvious scar on the other's neck.

He knew who this guy was. When he first saw him on the list, he paid special attention to him. After all, he was from KSK, a young but successful unit.

Taylor, 28 years old, has more than ten actual combat missions and killed 46 enemies. What impressed him most was that during a mission, the enemy's neck was cut by the enemy with an extreme force whale harpoon tactical survival knife, but fortunately he did not die!
This is a man who successfully escaped from the hands of death!
The Harpoon of Extreme Force is the latest tactical knife launched by the Italian company Extrema Ratio in 2002. It has the same name as the MiG-29 fighter. It is 34cm long, 21cm long, 0.63cm thick and 3cm wide. It is the standard knife for NATO special forces and is also loved by many mercenaries.

He paid special attention to these guys, of course not because he was dissatisfied with them, on the contrary, they were the ones who made him most satisfied here, because a strong warrior needs to have self-awareness. What he needs is not a soldier who simply knows how to obey orders, but a warrior with his own thoughts, because only guys with such distinct personalities can become the best warriors, and others can only be elite at best.

Every soldier of any top special forces in the world has a strong and distinct personality, and they are not just soldiers who follow orders. There is an essential difference between the two. The former will not almost lose their combat effectiveness due to the sacrifice of the commander in battle, because each of them can step up and become the new commander at any time and anywhere, and every action mission is studied and formulated by each of them, while the latter needs the commander to make them work together to carry out combat missions.

"Before you came, you all said that you were the most elite Germanic warriors and the pride of Germany, but now you disappoint me, very disappointing. You even messed up the most basic assembly!" After Sean paid special attention to those guys, he had no intention of stopping the lecture and continued to bombard them like a machine gun. The purpose of doing this was to quickly screen out some talents who are worthy of training so that they can be trained intensively in the future. As for the direction of training, it needs to be determined after subsequent observation.

Secondly, I want to give them a warning and let them know that this is my territory. From now on, you will all rely on me for your livelihood and I will pay you!

"You make me regret recruiting you into White Dove Security and RFG Group. Look at your spirit now. The toilet sweepers in our group seem more elite than you. You told me that you are the pride of Germany and that you once had such great glory. I think you are the shame of Germany and the shame of the soldiers. Do you deserve the word soldier?"

"what?"

Sean looked around and said, "No one can answer me?"

"report!"

When Sean heard someone shouting "report", he looked over and his eyes lit up immediately. It was Taylor. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, but his face remained calm and tense as he said sternly: "Step out!"

"Yes sir!"

Taylor stepped out of the crowd, his face flushed red, his eyes still filled with anger, and shouted: "Sir, although you are our future boss, it does not mean that you can trample on our dignity as soldiers and belittle us at will. Our past glory is proved by the Cross of Honor. I do not think we are a disgrace to Germany, nor do I think you are qualified to say that we are worthless!"

He had experienced this kind of intimidation many times, and so had the retired soldiers present, especially the guys from the special forces. When they first joined the German army and became a recruit, their first meal was a intimidation. Later, when they joined the ace troops and the special forces, they would experience this kind of intimidation every time, or even worse than this. But now they have retired, and they retired with honor and joined this company. Even if the other party offered good welfare benefits, he didn't think the other party would be able to give them such a intimidation. This was equivalent to directly denying their military career.

"Is there anyone who thinks the same as him? Stand up!"

Sean glanced at Taylor and ignored him. Instead, he looked at the crowd. He didn't want to see only one person who dared to stand up and defend his pride as a soldier. What he wanted was a group of clamoring employees, not a group of soft white rabbits.

"report!"

Sean looked in the direction the voice had sounded, and coincidentally, this guy was one of the ones that impressed him the most, mainly because he was the first one who caught his eye when he was looking at the list.

Lauren, age: 31, height: 186, weight: 189 pounds, service experience: Sergeant of the 25th Armored Division, Sergeant Major of the 3st Special Operations Division, combat experience: killed 8 enemy soldiers in the Bosnian War, killed 21 enemy soldiers in the Kosovo War, killed enemies in the Afghanistan War, he can definitely be called an elite soldier.

"Exit!"

"Yes sir!"

Lauren stood out from the crowd and said loudly: "My idea is the same as Sergeant Taylor's. The Cross will answer for us whether we are glorious or not. You will eventually see whether we are elite or not. No one can deny us, even if you are our boss!"

"report!"

As soon as Lauren finished speaking, seven people stood up again from the crowd below the stage. They were the guys who had just stared at Sean without any scruples.

"We have the same idea, no one has the right to criticize us like this!"

With these troublemakers taking the lead, other people in the audience began to loudly refute Sean's critical lecture.

Sean glanced at the guys below the stage and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Most of these guys will be combat personnel in the future. If they really don't have the blood of a soldier, then they have really recruited a bunch of trash. RFG Group does not need trash.

"quiet!"

Sean nodded in satisfaction, then stopped them from making any noise. The scene became quiet again, but this time everyone looked at him without flinching.

"Very good, it seems that you all have some courage, which is what it means to be an excellent soldier. What our group needs is excellent soldiers, not useless trash. Now, it's time to prove to me that you are good enough!"

Sean slowly glanced at the people below the stage, cleared his throat and continued: "Next, you will be divided into groups for assessment, ranging from coordinated operations to indoor CQB and other projects. Of course, in addition to combat, there are also technical aspects, such as firearms repair and modification, vehicle repair and modification, etc. You can apply for the exam in the field you are good at. Gentlemen, if any of you cannot even pass the third level of the assessment and do not have special skills, then unfortunately, the initial contract you signed before will be directly invalidated. Not only do you need to buy your own plane tickets to go back, but you also need to pay for the plane tickets when you came here. I hope that none of you will be sent back by me. After all, that will not only make you lose the opportunity for a high-paying job, but also make you lose face."

As soon as Sean finished speaking, everyone in the audience was surprised and exclaimed that it was unbelievable. In their minds, the assessment should start tomorrow or even a few days later, because they had just flown from Germany to Abu Dhabi, and their physical condition would be greatly reduced after the long journey, so it was inevitable that they would not perform well in the assessment. Secondly, it was already late, so they thought that the other party should let them settle down first, but they did not expect that they would be assessed as soon as they arrived.

"Why, are you surprised?"

As soon as Sean saw the people below talking, he knew that his move was beyond their expectations and caught them off guard. However, what was surprising was that none of the guys who had just stood up to refute him had any objections and they all stood there with calm expressions.

"report!"

Hearing someone shouting "report" from the audience again, Sean looked in the direction of the voice. It was a guy of medium build, but Sean didn't have any impression of this guy. This meant that there was nothing outstanding about the other person's resume, otherwise he would have some impression of him, like Taylor and Lauren, he was very impressed by these two people.

"Exit!"

"Yes sir!"

After getting Sean's permission, the man stood out from the square and said loudly: "Sir, we just got off the plane and haven't even had dinner yet, and you want us to take the test first. This is not in line with the spirit of humanitarianism!"

(End of this chapter)