Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 334 We shouldn’t be looking forward to Qin Feng’s return!

For the next half month, the entire Steel Knife Camp entered a high-pressure state.

Whether it is the special operations platoon or other people, they are tortured to death by various high-intensity training every day.

Not only that, during the evening roll call every day, Qin Feng would also ask the platoon leaders of each class to make a summary.

Report the shortcomings of soldiers in training and how to improve them.

As a result, everyone seemed to be wearing a tight ring.

I can only force myself to keep moving forward.

After the night training, the soldiers were exhausted.

Like a dead dog, he walked towards the dormitory.

As soon as they entered the room, they fell onto the bed one after another.

Some of them couldn't even climb onto the bed and fell flat on the ground.

"It's simply not a life for a human being. It's too torturous..."

Niu Tiejun was lying on the ground, sweating all over and gasping for breath.

The other students in Class 6 also looked like they had lost all hope in life at this moment.

Wu Jin glanced at them, waved his hand and said, "Don't lie on the ground anymore. Take off your clothes and get into bed. Get some rest early. You have to get up early tomorrow."

Hearing this, everyone quickly got up from the ground, took off their clothes and climbed onto the bed.

After falling onto the bed, Niu Tiejun finally revealed a happy expression. He sighed and said, "You know, we're all so exhausted. How miserable must those guys in the special operations platoon be?"

The others chuckled, "We're just like dogs. They're probably even worse than dogs. They deserve to live in a double room and have their own special meals, hehe..."

In fact, just as they thought, the training of the special operations platoon members has not yet ended.

Qin Feng asked that others should continue training until 11 o'clock before returning to the dormitory.

The special operations platoon must train until twelve o'clock before they can go back.

Don't think it's just one extra hour.

But this extra time is even longer than a year.

"Hurry, hurry, run, run!"

Qin Feng followed the team and urged them loudly.

Li Jiasheng and others were running around in circles on the playground with heavy bags on their backs.

If anyone fell behind, Qin Feng would pull up his belt.

"I really regret it now..." Li Jiasheng cried as he ran, "I shouldn't have hoped for Brother Feng to come back soon. This is too much suffering!"

"Yeah." Even Qi Meng was moved. "The old squad leader led us in training and occasionally gave us a break. Brother Feng never let us breathe at all. He treated us like animals... Oh, oh, oh!"

Snapped!

A gun belt hit Qi Meng directly on the butt.

Qi Meng screamed in pain and rushed forward as if his butt was on fire.

Seeing Qi Meng suddenly jump to the front, the others could only grit their teeth and try their best to catch up.

Otherwise, Qin Feng might appear like a ghost at any time, behind anyone and give them a slap on the butt.

At this time, in the corridor of the battalion headquarters office building, Guo Haitao was watching from afar, with a look of worry on his face.

"Is this training method really okay? It's been almost half a month, and it's getting more intense and harsher every day, with no rest at all. Will it break me?"

"How could that be? I see, isn't this pretty good?"

Ge Zhiyong sipped his tea and said with a smile, "Without pressure, there is no progress. We all just had too comfortable lives in the past. How can you become a special forces soldier without some pressure?"

Guo Haitao sighed: "That's true, but after all, there is still a certain gap between us and the real thing. What if..."

Ge Zhiyong glanced at him and said unhappily, "I've noticed you've been so fussy lately. Since you've chosen this path, just go straight ahead and don't look back."

"You've seen how the Thunder Leopards train. Some of their programs even use live ammunition. Our safety is much higher than theirs."

Guo Haitao was suddenly speechless and couldn't find any words to refute.

The training should have ended at twelve o'clock.

But Qin Feng forced Li Jiasheng and the others to run three more laps.

One circle is for the instructor, one circle is for the battalion commander, and one circle is for myself.

It was these last three laps that completely drained everyone's remaining strength.

After the group disbanded, Li Jiasheng and others supported each other and crawled towards the dormitory.

Even Zhao Pengfei was tired like a dog at this moment.

My whole body was almost soaked with sweat, and every step left a wet footprint.

"Platoon, Platoon Leader..."

Coming to the stairwell, Li Jiasheng weakly shouted at Zhao Pengfei: "Tomorrow, tomorrow is the weekend..."

Zhao Pengfei held onto the stairs, panting and looking back: "What are you doing?"

Li Jiasheng asked pitifully, "Tomorrow is the weekend. Can we practice less and let everyone take a nap? Or even just let us sleep a little longer in the morning?"

Everyone looked at Zhao Pengfei eagerly.

Originally, what they looked forward to most was receiving mobile phones on weekends.

But now, even if you give them a mobile phone, they don’t want to touch it.

They just want to rest and sleep, and nothing else.

Zhao Pengfei said with a forced smile, "Don't ask me. I can't make the decision on this matter. Go ask the deputy battalion commander later. Just make sure he agrees."

"what......"

Everyone let out a long sigh.

They came to ask Zhao Pengfei because they knew Qin Feng would not agree.

After all, Zhao Pengfei was Qin Feng's old squad leader, so his plea might be useful.

But now it seems that tomorrow's weekend is definitely ruined.

......

The next day soon came.

At the morning meeting, Ge Zhiyong conveyed the spirit of the meeting to everyone and arranged the next work tasks.

After the brief talk, it was Qin Feng's turn to speak.

Before Qin Feng spoke, everyone unconsciously straightened their backs and sat more upright.

Because compared to Ge Zhiyong, they were obviously more afraid of Qin Feng, the deputy battalion commander.

Qin Feng frowned and kept looking through this week's training results, which made everyone a little nervous.

"This week's training results have shown significant improvement compared to previous years. This is inseparable from everyone's efforts. We must continue to work hard."

Hearing this, everyone felt a little relieved.

But then, Qin Feng said with a serious face.

"But I hope to see improvement every week. There is less than a month left until the drill, and I hope everyone can seize every opportunity to improve."

"Also, there are no problems with regular training. Our next focus should still be on the special operations platoon."

"This team is our trump card and the sharpest sword in our hands once the battle begins."

"As long as we take them by surprise and use it properly, we might be able to decapitate the enemy leader and completely paralyze their command system before they fire a single shot or artillery shell!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. The special operations platoon's trump card would definitely scare the opponent once it was used.

As long as we take the enemy by surprise, we will definitely be able to defeat the enemy before them and achieve unexpected results.

The morning meeting was still going on when a military vehicle slowly arrived at the gate of the Steel Knife Camp.

The sentry walked up, saluted, and stopped the car: "Hello, what are you doing here? Please show me your ID!"

The car window rolled down, and a colonel smiled and handed over his ID: "I am Lei Kevin, captain of the Thunder Leopard Special Operations Battalion. I'm here to see your deputy battalion commander, Qin Feng. Please inform him..."