Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 253 The Devil's Hell Week Begins! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Jackie Chan and Gao Dazhuang, having eaten and drunk their fill, came over to cause trouble, only to be spotted by the guards stationed outside the dormitory.

He immediately shouted, "Halt! Password!"

"Flying Tiger, report back," Wild Wolf said.

"Mountain Leopard."

After the guard finished replying, he greeted, "Hello, Captain Gao, hello, Instructor Cheng."

Jackie Chan nodded, exuding the air of a high-ranking official.

After all, he was a colonel-level officer in his previous life. In this life, after being promoted from sergeant to officer, from squad leader to commander, Jackie Chan adapted very quickly.

"How are the newbies doing?" Wild Wolf asked.

"Just fell asleep," the guard on the left replied.

"Looks like we arrived just in time. This is exactly what we wanted—just asleep. It'll be more fun to play with him then," Jackie Chan said with a bright smile.

Every pore exudes a sinister aura!

"Wake them up and give them a present."

The wolf gave the order; he wasn't cunning, but he was both ruthless and cunning.

"yes!"

The gray wolf and the coyote went up and each pulled out a gas grenade.

When the two guards pushed open the heavy warehouse door, revealing only a crack, they decisively pulled the safety catch and threw the guard inside.

The gas grenade rolled in with a clanging sound, releasing thick amounts of gas as it rolled.

The two guards then closed the door to prevent the smoke from escaping.

Less than 3 seconds!

"Cough cough cough..."

Violent coughing erupted in succession, followed by violent shaking of the bed frame.

"Get up, get up, something has happened."

The medic, Shi Dafan, shouted at the top of his lungs, waking up everyone on the upper and lower bunks to run outside in shorts and short sleeves.

"This is gas, cough cough, get out of here."

Chen Pai rolled over and jumped down from the top bunk. He hadn't even taken off his clothes while sleeping, but now he was fully armed with a backpack.

"Cough cough cough, you bastard, you actually pulled this trick."

Qiang Xiaowei choked and his eyes watered. He rubbed his eyes as he got out of bed and rushed to the door with the group, pushing it open together.

The two guards standing by the door couldn't hold on any longer, and the door was pushed open by the rookies.

The gray wolf and the coyote rushed up to help hold the door open, shouting at them, "Go back! Go back! You can only come out fully armed!"

The newbies were so overwhelmed by the choking that they couldn't listen to any orders and just wanted to rush outside.

"I'm all better, I'm all better, let me out!" Chen Pai shouted, raising his hands.

Seeing that Chen Pai was indeed dressed and had even put on his backpack, Gray Wolf, though surprised that he had dressed so quickly, still let him out.

"arrive!"

Chen Pai ran up to the wolf and shouted confidently.

Did you take off your clothes before going to bed?

Wild Wolf immediately knew what was going on, and with a dark face, he leaned close to Chen Pai's face and asked.

"Yes!"

Chen Pai shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice so loud it made the wild wolf tremble.

"Get inside and take it off, then come out wearing it again."

As if to retaliate against Chen Pai, the wolf roared even louder, its face contorted with a murderous intent, which made Chen Pai shudder in fear.

Not daring to utter another word, he quickly ran back.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

At this moment, a chorus of coughs erupted at the gate, while the students were still playing push-and-pull with Wild Wolf and his gang through the door.

"Oh ho, they've really gone head-to-head? Are they trying to turn the world upside down?"

Jackie Chan couldn't stand it any longer and rushed to the door.

"Drink~"

He braced his hands against the door and let out a low growl.

The door, which the trainees had been holding shut, began to close forcefully, no matter how hard the novices tried.

It felt like a bulldozer had appeared outside the door, an irresistible force.

"Is this even human?"

Seeing that Jackie Chan had joined them, the thirty-odd rookies couldn't hold the door shut, and even when they were choked by gas, none of them could exert any strength.

But after all, there were more than thirty of them, yet their strength was suppressed by Jackie Chan alone.

The newbies were shocked.

It was as if I had seen a ghost; my strength had diminished.

result.

It took less than five seconds.

"Bang!"

The door was closed again.

All the newbies were locked in the dormitory, where the gas concentration was already very high, making it difficult to open their eyes due to the fumes.

Realizing that they would choke and collapse if they delayed any longer, the novices gave up on continuing to push the door uselessly.

"Quick, get dressed!"

At Chen Pai's shout, the rookies all ran back to get dressed.

However, because the room was dark and filled with gas, my eyes stung and watered, and I coughed incessantly, which severely distracted me.

The newbies discovered that running to the door was easy, but getting back to their own beds was extremely difficult.

Finding one's clothes and fully equipping one's backpack becomes even more difficult, turning into an incredibly agonizing experience.

No matter how tormented they were by this task, they could only try to find a way to complete it.

For these elites sent up by various companies, normally two minutes would have been enough when they were fully armed, but this time it took them more than five minutes.

It took more than six minutes for everyone to come out.

Everyone who came out was in a state worse than death, with tears and snot streaming down their faces, weakly slumped on the ground, coughing wildly.

"Gather together and take us to the playground."

The wolves didn't give them time to recover and gave orders to the gray wolves.

"yes!"

The gray wolf arrived at the front of the line and shouted, "All those who are not dead, get up and line up immediately!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, what are you dawdling for? Get in line right now. If you can't hold on, get out of here and stop embarrassing yourselves."

The hyenas helped the gray wolves organize their team, and they used both hands and feet to kick and punch the rookies.

The newbies had no choice but to grit their teeth and force themselves to stand up, complete the line, and avoid being punched and kicked by the hyenas.

They were also afraid of attracting the attention of the special training instructors nearby, fearing that Jackie Chan would personally intervene and deal with them.

Getting hit by a hyena will only hurt for a moment.

They were worried that being beaten by Jackie Chan would cripple them.

The team barely managed to line up and was brought to the middle of the playground where the red flag was raised. They were then arranged to spread out neatly with a one-meter interval between each other.

Several cars were parked across the playground. Jackie Chan, imitating the wolf's actions during the day, sat on the hood of one of the cars.

It creaks and groans when you sit on it.

Fortunately, the military vehicle was sturdy enough. If it had been a Japanese vehicle with thin-skinned energy-absorbing material, Jackie Chan's fart would have caused the hood to collapse.

The wolf was still missing one move from his three-pronged attack, so he walked to the front of the group with his hands behind his back.

"I think you've all experienced the hospitality of Wolf Fang. So, I'll give you another chance. Anyone have any regrets?" Wild Wolf asked loudly.

"Report!"

The private first class standing right in front of the wolf stepped forward, reporting his arrival.

All eyes were on him.

"Okay, you regret it? Take off your helmet and get out of here."

Wild Wolf's tactics were originally just psychological warfare, constantly putting pressure on the trainees. Unexpectedly, it has come to this point, and some people have actually chosen to regret it.

"No."

The private refused, saying righteously, "I just want to ask why you treat us like this. We came here with great enthusiasm to sign up for the training selection."

I think that even if I don't get selected, I can still learn a lot of useful things from the senior members of the special forces.

But what are you trying to do? Why are you attacking us with gas? We are not your enemies, nor are we prisoners of war.

We are also members of the People's Liberation Army, and we should not be subjected to such mistreatment.

The private's words sounded reasonable, but he was only explaining it from a logical perspective and forgot about something very important.

That is, special forces never select special soldiers from a rational perspective.

Because a good soldier who follows the rules can only ever be a good soldier.

You'll never become a good special forces soldier!

Wild Wolf knew that the private was too inexperienced and was not offended by his idiotic words, but he had no obligation to explain them to him in detail.

No matter how much someone with insufficient experience and depth explains, it's all just empty talk; it's better to be direct.

Then he said domineeringly, "I've said it before, this is the King of Hell's palace. You're all just little devils who came here to be tortured. If you weren't going to be tortured, what would you be doing here?"

"If that's the case, I choose to withdraw."

The private used the threat of resignation as leverage, thinking he could get what he wanted.

But the wolf wasn't buying it at all and immediately agreed, saying, "You're smarter than them. Go ahead and put your helmet under the red flag."

"yes!"

The private was taken aback for a moment, but then quickly made up his mind.

He took off his helmet, turned around, placed it under the red flag, and strode away from the team, accepting his elimination.

The other rookies watched the private leave, their feelings a mix of emotions.

"The minimum number of people needed for Lone Wolf Group B is six. There are currently thirty-five people in the team, which is more than enough. We can play for a long time."

Looking at the serious atmosphere of the rookie team, Jackie Chan finally fixed his gaze on Zhuang Yan.

Seeing someone leave for the second time, Zhuang Yan's eyes showed a new change, no longer completely indifferent as before.

Finally, I've shifted from the mindset of an observer to having some of the attitude of a participant.

But the changes are only two or three percent.

Seeing the private being taken away by Lone Wolf and about to return to his unit, escaping this sea of ​​suffering, Zhuang Yan felt a little tempted.

Just then, the wolf spoke.

"Another one left, giving up voluntarily. He's a coward. Who's the next coward? Step forward, so I can send him off together."

Zhuang Yan, who was already tempted, was so provoked by Wild Wolf's words that he immediately wanted to back out.

Chen Pai, who was standing nearby, noticed something was amiss and, just a second before Zhuang Yan was about to speak, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people!"

"Loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people."

The other newbies joined in the shouting, silencing Zhuang Yan who was about to say something.

He looked at Chen Pai beside him, but was met with a stern look from Chen Pai, which was telling him not to forget what he had said.

"Stay for Miao Lian!"

Recalling what he had said, Zhuang Yan forcibly suppressed the thought of quitting.

Seeing that no one was backing down, the wolf glanced at the time on his wrist and, in a cold and cruel tone, unleashed his final, third attack.

"It's midnight now, and I hereby declare that Hell Week has officially begun!"

(End of this chapter)