In Wolf Fang, I Became the Godfather of Special Forces

The male soldiers weren't having an easy time either.

Every newbie looked constipated, which was quite unsightly.

"Turn your heads all around!"

The high school team shouted, "Anyone who dares to turn their head or close their eyes again will be eliminated immediately!"

"Go to hell! This is seriously trying to kill us!"

After hearing what the senior team leader said, the rookies let out a series of lamentations...

In order not to be eliminated, they could only turn their heads away in despair and grit their teeth to keep watching.

How could they possibly be in the mood to continue eating?

Just looking at the tofu pudding with meat sauce on the table made their stomachs churn.

The video has been played on a loop countless times, and newbies already know exactly when and what will happen.

When the drug lord was about to be executed, the rookies couldn't help but tremble violently.

Gunshots rang out, and the drug lord fell into a pool of blood for the nth time.

Tang Ming also watched the video of the drug lord's execution.

After Tang Ming ate several pieces of braised pork and a few bites of tofu pudding, he wiped his mouth and spoke to Shi Dafan, who was in charge of filming.

"Your skills aren't very good."

Tang Ming pointed to the big screen and said, "You should add more cameras to capture the scene from all angles. It would be best to also use a high-speed camera to record slow-motion footage for them to see."

"If there are more in the future, you can record from the front or the back. That way you can see the bullets going out in front of their faces, and you can also see the bullets hitting the back of the drug lord's head."

"Then play these scenes in slow motion, and then zoom in on the camera so that newbies can see more clearly that the bullet sprays out brain matter."

Looking at Tang Ming's calm and collected expression, and listening to what he said...

This is absolutely not even remotely related!

Newbies couldn't help but automatically fill in the blanks in their minds.

puff--!

Finally, one of the female soldiers couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited again.

And this also has a leader effect; secondly, it follows...

In the blink of an eye, the newbies were already vomiting.

Even someone as mentally strong as He Chenguang couldn't take it anymore and vomited.

His mental fortitude is undeniable, and his ability to hold back from vomiting is also undeniable.

He Chenguang has been enduring it since he got in the car!

But what Tang Ming just said really provoked him.

The situation was out of control; the newbies had completely vomited up everything they ate that morning.

The mealtime had long since ended, but the novices hadn't eaten a single thing.

When they gathered again, their faces were still as pale as if they were constipated!

The training that followed remained high-intensity.

Tang Ming always used every possible way to torment them, making things as difficult and painful as possible!

Whether male or female soldiers, they all felt that every day was an eternity.

Every day, many students choose to withdraw.

Of course, players like Ye Cunxin, Shen Lanni, He Chenguang, and Wang Yanbing are all very competitive and promising talents. They train together every day and compete against each other.

No one obeys anyone.

This competition among themselves led to their progress being even greater than Tang Ming had expected!

Finally, after two weeks of grueling training, only about twenty male and female soldiers remained on the training field.

On the female soldiers' side, Tan Xiaolin also won over the other female soldiers through her own efforts and strength, and became the leader of the female soldiers.

Female soldiers such as Ye Cunxin, Shen Lanni, and Tian Guo were among them.

On the male soldiers' side, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, Song Kaifei, Longlong, and others also passed the test smoothly.

On the training field, Tang Ming surveyed the entire area.

After half a month of training, both the female and male soldiers learned the rules of the selection process.

They also clearly learned that Tang Ming, an instructor who looked to be around the same age as them, was incredibly powerful and extremely ruthless.

No one dared to try anything clever under his nose.

Everyone stood ramrod straight, not daring to look away.

Finally, after a moment, Tang Ming spoke: "Congratulations, you've passed the grueling training week!"

Before the rookies could even feel happy, Tang Ming continued, "But now, I'm informing you that you are about to enter a six-month intensive training phase!"

Newbies: "..."

The so-called intensive training is what we call the subsequent skills training.

The first two weeks are for training and testing them to see if they have strong willpower, mental strength, and psychological resilience.

After all, special forces soldiers are almost always training and carrying out missions under high pressure.

Without good physical and mental qualities, no matter how good your skills are, you will not become a qualified special forces soldier.

The dozens of subjects, including infiltration, assault tactics, sniper shooting, behind enemy lines infiltration, intelligence gathering, and information technology, cannot be learned in a short period of time.

Therefore, the next six months of training will be the time to truly test their talent.

If you have good physical and mental qualities but lack talent, it's all for nothing.

The newbies naively thought that they would be free after enduring these two weeks.

Little did they know, the real training had only just begun.

The subsequent skills training was all taught by Tang Ming himself.

For the first half of the month, most of the time, it was actually the high school team that was responsible for leading these rookies in training.

Tang Ming didn't appear that many times, but every time he did, the newbies would suffer all sorts of torment at his hands.

After a good day's rest, the newbies stood up straight and lined up with determined eyes.

After half a month of rigorous training, their mental state was completely different from before.

Tang Ming stood silently in front of the rookies. Upon learning that Tang Ming would be personally in charge of their skills training, the rookies couldn't help but show a look of apprehension.

After spending half a month with Tang Ming, they realized that Tang Ming would never show you any mercy or reason.

If they disobey Tang Ming's orders, then all that awaits them is to get out.

If you're talking about questioning?

Without a doubt, Tang Ming's abnormal strength was unmatched, even by the combined strength of those instructors.

Although Tang Ming was very strict with them and never went back on his word.

After two weeks of training, they are indeed stronger than before, but looking back on the journey they have gone through, they are still terrified.

"What? You don't want to learn from me?"

Tang Ming looked at the male and female soldiers and smiled slightly.

The male and female soldiers quickly shook their heads in denial.

"Sniper rifles, interested?" Tang Ming asked.

Upon hearing this, the newbies immediately became interested and looked at Tang Ming with shining eyes.

"In your understanding, is it enough to be a sniper as long as your marksmanship is accurate enough?" Tang Ming asked.

All twenty people nodded in agreement.

“Ignorant and foolish.”

Tang Ming sneered, "A top-notch sniper must also be a top-notch marksman, a master of camouflage, a reconnaissance expert, a physical fitness master, and a data analysis master!"

"Moreover, on a mental level, they are far superior to ordinary special forces soldiers. Their ability to withstand pressure, endurance, mental strength, pain tolerance, hunger tolerance, heat tolerance, cold tolerance, and so on."

"If they fail in any one of these areas, they can never become truly top-notch snipers; they will only be third-rate snipers!"

"If you don't want to be top-notch snipers, then you can all go back to your original units and go shoot at those stationary targets! What I want are snipers who can blow the enemy's head off with a single shot from a kilometer away! What I want are snipers who can hold a sniper rifle and lie in wait for three days and three nights in enemy territory, just to wait for that fleeting, perfect shooting opportunity!"

"Passing the first half-month of selection training doesn't mean you've made it through; this is just the beginning of your nightmare! And you're still just slightly stronger rookies!"

"In the training that follows, I will show you what a real nightmare is!"

Without delay, after Tang Ming finished his instructions, the rookies were taken to...

Under the scorching sun, there were twenty people, each holding a sniper rifle.

Every newbie's sleeves were rolled up.

Their elbows were pressed against the sun-baked, scorching rocks.

The instructors had tied a brick to the tip of each of their guns.

Tang Ming personally placed bullets on their scopes, so that they would fall to the ground if they moved even slightly.

Time passed by, and at the beginning, the newbies were able to persevere.

But over time, their arms gradually became sore and numb.

After pressing their elbows against the rocks for so long, their elbows were raw and bleeding.

Sweat drips onto the rocks, but it evaporates in no time.

Almost everyone's body was trembling slightly.

"Report, Chief Instructor... how much longer do we need to keep our guns at the ready?" Wang Yanbing asked through gritted teeth, his voice trembling slightly.

Tang Ming lay leisurely on the rock behind them, crossed his legs, and looked at them, "It's only been such a short time, and you're already exhausted?"