Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 335 Just a child's trick (Seeking monthly votes)

"Where's your student ID number?"

The head instructor, Crocodile, was filled with rage. He stretched out his right index finger and struck the left chest of the thirteenth black trainee several times, questioning him.

Student number thirteen did not answer, but took out his student ID number from his pocket.

"I've already said that everyone must wear their student ID badges. Are you deaf? Put it on right now!" the crocodile roared.

"Report: I hate this number. It represents bad luck. I request a change of student ID number."

Student number 13 must be a Christian, because only in Christianity is 13 considered an unlucky number and avoided by all believers.

pity.

This is Venezuela, not the Vatican.

The trainees participating in the special training have no special privileges or personal taboos; everything is decided by the Hunter Academy.

The head instructor, Crocodile, reprimanded without hesitation: "Here, you are not even as good as dogs. You have no right to ask for anything. There are only three things you can do."

The first thing is to obey, the second thing is to obey, and the third thing is still to obey.

Crocodile was clearly adept at intimidation; when he spoke, he deliberately stood very close to Number Thirteen, his mouth less than three centimeters from his face.

Moreover, even though he is only 1.8 meters tall, he is half a head shorter than number 13, who is 1.9 meters tall.

Yet its momentum remains strong!

Student number 13 was rendered speechless by the rebuttal. No matter how unwilling or rebellious he was, he could only obediently stick on his student ID number.

"I am your head instructor. From now on, and for the next three months, I will be in charge of everything you do, from eating and drinking to using the toilet. You will have to follow my orders."

If anyone can't hold on and doesn't follow instructions, that fog bell can save you.

"As long as you go over and ring that bell, you will be freed from this hell, able to return to your country, and continue living your comfortable lives."

The crocodile pointed to the large clock directly in front of the square and explained the significance of its existence.

The students were sent to the Hunter Academy with national missions and goals in mind, and none of them wanted to be the losers and be eliminated.

To avoid being eliminated and make it to the end, one must first accept all the rules of the Hunter Academy.

Xu Sanduo couldn't get suitable shoes and clothes, student number thirteen wanted to change to a new student number, student number one wanted stronger teammates, and so on.

No request will be fulfilled, and all difficulties must be overcome by oneself.

After venting his anger by making an example of someone, the crocodile returned to the task of grouping the remaining trainees randomly into groups.

Jackie Chan thought that after the group was formed, the crocodile would engage in other "entertainment activities".

Unexpectedly, the head instructor was better than he had imagined; he didn't push the trainees to their deaths and disbanded the teams on the spot after they were formed.

The remaining half-day was spent familiarizing myself with the campus and organizing my living quarters and storage room.

All items not needed for combat are thrown into the storage room, and anyone who fails to follow the rules will face severe punishment from the head instructor.

The trainees were all new and didn't dare to be too impulsive, so they all followed the crocodile's orders.

I was busy in the afternoon and evening, but nothing much happened.

"Sanduo, if I'm not mistaken, you definitely won't get a good night's sleep tonight. Be careful when you sleep. We represent the country, and we can't let the country down. We must crush these foreign devils in every project and let them know how powerful Chinese soldiers are."

Before turning off the lights and going to sleep, Jackie Chan gave Xu Sanduo some special instructions.

"Understood, boss. I won't hold you back, don't worry."

Xu Sanduo has now fully regained his intelligence. Although he still occasionally suffers from dementia, in most cases he can perform as well as anyone else.

Including his unwavering perseverance, exceptional memory, and physical prowess.

His overall qualities surpassed those of the vast majority of special forces soldiers, and he was comparable to talents like Cheng Cai and Zhuang Yan, at most only slightly inferior to Jackie Chan.

Having received a special reminder from Jackie Chan before going to bed, Xu Sanduo used his ingenious method of emergency assembly.

It turns out.

Jackie Chan was right!

To give the trainees a taste of their own medicine, the head instructor, Crocodile, threw three gas grenades into the dormitory at 5:00 a.m.

"Pfft~~"

The three gas grenades were very effective, turning the tent into a whiteout in just a few seconds.

"Gas, it's gas! Sanduo, get up quickly!"

Jackie Chan was the first to be awakened by the sound of the grenade exploding. He could tell what was going on as soon as he smelled it, and he immediately held his breath and started to quickly put on his clothes.

Before going to sleep, Xu Sanduo received a reminder from Jackie Chan, and he remained highly alert throughout his sleep.

Before Jackie Chan could finish speaking, Xu Sanduo jumped down from the upper bunk, grabbed the clothes placed beside the bed, and quickly put them on.

The bottom three buttons of his shirt were fastened, his pants were pushed up to his ankles, and his belt and hat were hung in the corner.

With this series of preparations, Xu Sanduo, who had been tortured by Jackie Chan with gas back in the A team, had undergone what was called adaptive tolerance training.

Even though the tent was filled with gas, it didn't have much of an effect on Xu Sanduo.

It's just a child's game!

Unlike the other trainees who coughed violently and were dizzy from the fumes, Xu Sanduo put on his clothes and shoes in less than a minute.

Because Xu Sanduo's shoes were too big, he could easily slip them on without untying the laces.

Xu Sanduo got up and dressed two seconds faster than Jackie Chan. He put on his hat, fastened his tactical belt, grabbed his gun, and ran outside first.

Jackie Chan was three steps behind Xu Sanduo, and the two of them arrived at the door one after the other.

By this time, someone had already gotten there first.

Upon hearing the gas, the trainees panicked and ran away without thinking. Wearing only riding breeches and vests, they were definitely faster than Jackie Chan and Xu Sanduo.

pity.

Running fast is useless.

"Stop, everyone stop."

The group of trainees in shorts who ran to the door were blocked by the head instructor and other instructors, who shouted, "Those who aren't dressed properly, get back here! This is your reveille from now on, remember it!"

Those who weren't properly dressed weren't allowed to go out, and the other trainees groaned in dismay upon hearing this.

They could only frantically run back, find their beds in the pitch-black tent, and then find their clothes on the beds.

Once the trainees blocking the way had all left, Jackie Chan and Xu Sanduo felt quite relaxed.

"We're dressed, we're dressed."

Jackie Chan and Xu Sanduo shouted confidently as they pushed their way to the head instructor, Crocodile, leaving him completely stunned.

He asked with serious suspicion, "Really fast? Did you take your clothes off?"

"Report, sir, we've all taken our clothes off. We just got dressed faster." Jackie Chan replied confidently in a loud voice.

Although the crocodile was still surprised by the speed at which he got up, he couldn't find any evidence and could only believe that Jackie Chan and the other man were there.

Jackie Chan and Xu Sanduo stood there for a full two minutes before the other trainees, choked by the coughing, finally ran out in a disheveled state.

Three more minutes passed.

Inside the dormitory, which was completely filled with gas, eight trainees were still inside, searching for their pants and clothes.

After the eight trainees, disheveled and unable to bear it any longer, ran out of the room.

Eight minutes had passed since the reveille.

Eight minutes were wasted just getting out of bed, which greatly displeased the head instructor, Captain Crocodile, so he decided to severely punish all the trainees.

It is unreasonable to hold everyone accountable for one person's mistake, no matter how you look at it.

But here, the head instructor, Crocodile, has the final say.

So the group of trainees, whose eyes and noses were running from the tear gas and who were cursing the crocodile as a madman, were arranged to run 20 kilometers in the morning.

I ran from dusk till dawn, for an hour and a half.

Running in small groups along the way added many variables to this 20-kilometer morning run.

Xu Sanduo's shoes were too big, and they felt loose and uncomfortable on his feet, like rain boots. He got blisters on them after his cross-country run yesterday.

Then I ran another 20 kilometers, and the blisters on my feet were rubbing painfully against my shoes.

Xu Sanduo had to run despite the pain, and his speed was noticeably slower.

The number one trainee in the same group already disliked Xu Sanduo. Seeing that Xu Sanduo was dawdling and couldn't run, causing the whole team to fall behind, he became even more dissatisfied with Xu Sanduo.

They started making constant sarcastic remarks.

One after another, there was this short guy who only knew how to hold everyone back, and then there was this guy who kept saying how unlucky he was. They kept hurling all sorts of sarcastic and mean words at Xu Sanduo.

Xu Sanduo was always a mild-mannered person. He felt that he had dragged the team down and did not retaliate at all.

As the team leader, Jackie Chan was also annoyed with Number One. He really wanted to punch him in the face to knock him unconscious, or punch him in the mouth to shut him up.

But considering that the grades are calculated in groups, I have no choice but to put up with it for now.

If they really knocked Number One unconscious, Jackie Chan would have to carry him the whole time. This guy is over 1.8 meters tall and weighs at least 180 pounds.

Even with Jackie Chan's amazing carrying capacity, it was still very strenuous to carry him while running.

"Shut your mouth and focus on running, okay?"

Jackie Chan finally couldn't take it anymore and, with a stern face, reprimanded the first trainee.

Perhaps fearing that Jackie Chan would actually take action, the first student finally shut up.

……

The light-load off-road race, covering 20 kilometers in an hour and a half, wasn't incredibly difficult, but it was certainly challenging enough to give the trainees a good wake-up call.

Hunter school is a place where you have to sign a waiver of life and death, so the training intensity is definitely more than this.

I got back from the 20km run at 7 a.m., which is normally breakfast time before starting my morning training.

However, the head instructor, Crocodile, had no such intention and didn't want the trainees to eat breakfast at all.

They took the team directly to the equipment field.

The 800-meter obstacle course consists of obstacles such as low-stakes barbed wire, ten-meter rope nets, log bridges, twenty-meter ladders, three-meter deep pits, and balance bridges.

Running a lap at a reasonable pace is actually more tiring than sprinting five kilometers.

The head instructor, Crocodile, seemed quite relaxed. He first went to enjoy a delicious meal before leisurely arriving at the equipment field with a megaphone in hand.

He ran around the field with a megaphone, beginning his torment.

(End of this chapter)