Special forces have always been a mysterious existence in the minds of ordinary people.

They are the kings of soldiers who are one in a hundred, with capable personnel, well-equipped, fast mobility, well-trained, and strong combat effectiveness, and they are responsible for raiding and sabotage, assassination and kidnapping, reconnaissance behind enemy lines, stealing intelligence, psychological warfare propaganda, and special security...... In peacetime, they undergo daily physical training beyond the limits of the human body, and also learn the techniques of shooting, fighting, assassination, and explosives, the skills of photography, eavesdropping, communications, swimming, skiing, climbing, and parachuting, the technical and tactical skills of vigilance, reconnaissance, search, capture, and rescue, and the mastery of foreign languages......

Like those of us selected by the Religious Affairs Bureau and capable personnel inside and outside the system, they are also the sharp blades of the country and the people most worthy of the trust of the state and the higher-level leaders.

In some areas, they go above and beyond.

They may be able to decide the outcome of a battle, and they may have a general grasp of the hard qigong and martial arts left by the older generation of masters who joined the army, and they even engage in life-and-death duels with certain powerful forces in peacetime, dedicating their young and precious lives in unknown places.

In film and television dramas and real foreign media introductions, they are absolutely strong.

The more than 30 special forces we have to face are not special forces directly under the military region such as the "Northeast Tigers", "Southwest Falcons", and "Tiger Regiment", but the elite squadrons directly under the General Staff Department, and the ace special forces nicknamed the Red Dragon. What is the concept of the trump card, not one in a hundred, but one in a thousand! The physical training they endure every day is generally 1.5 times that of ordinary special forces, and they are the top level in the country in terms of cultural level and personnel quality.

And what are we? To put it mildly, we're just a group of civilians with some peculiarities.

When the news was announced by the instructors on both sides, there was an immediate uproar, except for a few perverts who were complacent and thought they were going to get ahead, even I couldn't help but have some apprehension in my heart - people have shortcomings, but also strengths, those shooting, blasting and the like, I don't think I can catch up with others in my life, and if I go down or something, they probably have a headache for me - but fighting, this is really two words.

The combat training of special forces is like eating and pulling every day, like breathing, which is a natural thing to the extreme.

Every member of the special forces is a master of martial arts.

And I, although I have learned some traditional martial arts routines and fighting techniques from Zamao Xiaodao, Zhao Zhonghua and others, although there is a Golden Silkworm Gu transformation, although I have also experienced many life and death moments, but when it comes to absolute winning or losing, I really can't say for sure.

If the outcome of an event is undecided, it becomes very interesting.

On the first night of the confrontation, our day's training was over, and we came to the cafeteria exhausted to eat.

The canteen in the mountains, you don't expect it to be good, but in order to keep up with the intensity of training, the oil and water are very large, and it can be regarded as a scientific allocation. The instructors of the training camp, in addition to Huiming, zombie-faced Ba Zhigang and Lin Qiming, who are like a spring breeze, also have five assistant teachers including Yin Yue, as well as a series of logistics support personnel such as Section Chief Zhu. The main responsibility of the five assistant teachers is to establish a training file for each student, and then formulate a corresponding training plan according to each student's physical fitness and strengths, and submit it to the bishop.

With this plan, all the energy of each of us has been squeezed to the bottom.

Because of excessive physical consumption, our appetite is generally on the large side, and I used to be very envious of Uncle Zhang's amazing appetite in Dongguan, but now I find that I have also surpassed it.

Even Zhu Chenchen and Bai Lutan, who ate the least at the beginning, can only use the words "wind and clouds" when they eat now, to describe their terrifying eating appearance.

It's not long since then, but everyone is getting darker and thinner...... as well as getting stronger.

The three things we looked forward to the most during the training camp were bathing, sleeping and eating, and we poured food into our mouths in the cafeteria and talked about the friendly match the next day, all of which expressed varying degrees of concern.

We are asked not to use anything other than fighting, including witchcraft, gods, and other things, and to fight purely by the strength of the flesh, which is simply to be tied hand and foot.

Although it is a friendly match, if we lose, we will definitely be ridiculed by the old monk Huiming to death in shame.

Others can afford to lose, Bai Lutan and Wang Xiaojia and I really can't afford to lose.

We once vowed to impress Hui Ming!

Speaking of this, Bai Lutan couldn't help but worry, she was a Falling Flower Cave Girl at a young age, a woman of God - what is a Falling Flower Cave Girl? This refers to some beautiful and young girls in Xiangxi, who were taken by the so-called mountain gods, and then packed up their makeup all day long, fantasizing about the mountain gods coming to marry her, as if obsessed, when they were dying, she would wear a beautiful and bright dowry, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were like stars, and her body exuded a sweet fragrance, and then she died of hunger strike.

As the Falling Flower Cave Girl of the Three Monsters of Xiangxi, her fate should have been death, but not only did she not die, but she also had a mysterious power from the mountain god.

The above is all the details of this transfer student.

However, what puzzled her was that if she didn't enter that state, she would just be a weak woman.

There are two kinds of practitioners in this world, some are eclectic, and some are independent.

Just like some gentlemen who can walk in the yin and calculate the gods, they are just a thin old man or an old woman, not to mention these vigorous special forces, they are just an ordinary young man, and a fruit knife can also stab them to death - this shows how unreasonable such a confrontation is.

Like Bai Lutan, there are also Zhu Chenchen and Teng Xiao, they are not good at these physical fighting skills, and they are almost desperate to die in the training in the past few days, if it weren't for the belief in never admitting defeat in their hearts, and the breath of fire in their chests and abdomen, they would definitely not be able to support this training that takes people as animals. However, what kind of so-called friendly competition will be held tomorrow, which is even more of a headache.

In this gloomy and bleak atmosphere, a group of burly men walked into the door of the cafeteria.

Because it is not a guard of honor for the national flag, these people naturally have high and low. However, because of long-term training and spiritual cohesion, they give people the feeling that their aura is very powerful.

These are the soldiers who have just returned from field training, and after bathing, they are wearing tight little vests, and their muscles are eager to blow up their clothes.

Looking at these men in the army, we couldn't help but sigh in our hearts.

After eating for a while, a small, nimble-eyed soldier came over with a plate and greeted us.

Because we are in the same camp and share a canteen, we also know the members of this unit to some extent, and this soldier named Lao Guang is one I know better. He put the plate full of food on the table, and then asked me, Lu Zuo, I heard that tomorrow your training camp will have a friendly match with our squadron?

I made a bitter face and said that you already knew the truth, and you came here to ask what?

Lao Guang laughed, and I somehow felt a little obscene. Sure enough, he rolled his eyes and looked at the women beside me, saying Are you going to play too? We don't have girls in the squadron, so don't you want us to fight with girls then? That's it...... Hey! He smiled strangely, the short-haired Wang Xiaojia was a hot man, his apricot eyes glared, and he said What's wrong with the woman? Women can still beat you to cry dad and call mother, hum!

Lao Guang shrugged his shoulders, picked up the spoon and shaved a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, saying I don't need it, when the time comes, you shout brother, I will immediately lie on the ground and let you dispose of it! Ha Lu Ha ......

Wang Xiaojia was angry and anxious, stretched out his hand and pinched Lao Guang's arm violently, this guy's muscles were as hard as marble, Wang Xiaojia was angry, used his nails, and pinched Lao Guang begging for mercy.

After some fighting, Lao Guang told me apologetically, saying that they asked for tomorrow's competition, and they must not be merciful; As a soldier, honor trumps everything, including life, so when the time comes, don't blame him for not talking about brotherhood. I glanced at my mouth, and said, as if someone wanted you to release water, and if you touch me at that time, you must use all your strength - I can also try your iron head skills, is it true.

Lao Guang laughed and said hey, hey, you found me? Don't you know that I'm in our Red Dragon, and I'm the second in martial arts? In addition to the dead pervert of the overlord, Lao Tzu is punching Baihualing, sample! However, I sincerely hope to compare with Xiaotan or Chenchen, and when the time comes, I will let you, in front of the beauties, the fate of the dead, all trivial......

After eating, we went to take a medicinal bath, Qin Zhen was a little worried, and said that it seems that the relationship with Brother Bing in the past few days has been in vain, they should have issued a mobilization order above, if they are overturned by our group of miscellaneous troops, it is estimated that the generals above them will be furious, that master is a cannon man, and when the time comes, pull their boss over and scold him, and the following will definitely suffer. Therefore, tomorrow's confrontation will be less auspicious.

I also sighed, if I can get out of the Gu, as soon as my fat worm comes out, the thirty-odd strong men will naturally be easy.

Seeking the near and far, and seeking fish from the wood, is really not the royal road.

It's also boring to stay in the training camp, these days the Golden Silkworm Gu and the little demon Duoduo have been taken off by me, and they have gone to the mountains to play everywhere, eat food, practice and practice, and they are used to being crazy, so they have to be called back.

That night I silently recited their names, then sneaked to the bathroom to retrieve them, ready for anything.

In the early morning of the next day, a simple ring was erected on the huge playground, and we and Lao Guang and their troops gathered on it, and then the leaders of both sides gave speeches, and after a cliché speech of "friendship first, competition second", Section Chief Zhu announced the start of the first game.

In the first match, Huang Pengfei VS the two-meter giant, codenamed Pioneer.