The sun, which emits golden light at noon, has turned into a striking red sun without realizing it, hanging decadently on the sky to the west, dyeing the entire vast airspace with a dazzling orange-red color, showing a saturated but eye-opening warm tone.

The scenery outside the car window has also changed from a city full of buildings and bustling traffic to a rolling mountain, a strange water town rice fields and a village with sparse crowds. Such wild scenes contrast with the unique natural background of dusk, making the indulgent and unrestrained beauty reveal it.

Because I tightened my seat belt in the back seat, even though I still felt the existence of half of my body, I could not overcome the panic of being at a loss for controlling balance. I felt as uneasy as if I was sitting on a tractor, but I didn’t have to worry about losing my balance and falling to the ground.

Slowly, I gradually became immersed in the classic Nanshan songs that were played in the wireless headphones and never tired of listening to them. My eyes were also filled with sunset scenes outside the car window, which seemed to be fast and dynamic images. I no longer persistently focused on the insensible lower half, but immersed in my beautiful imagination of future life.

This old song in Nanshan is composed of a slightly sad but passionate melody, a sad sentence in the inspiration, and a unique Nanshan vocabulary, beautiful and melodious, allowing me to unconsciously immerse my life experiences into it and integrate them well. Then think about what I heard and learned from various places about the people in Nanshan, and I feel a lot of emotion.

As I was swaying, sleepiness gradually climbed into my head, like soldiers attacking enemy positions, quickly occupied my entire brain, making my eyes difficult to open as if glued. I just saw Lin Moli's message in a daze, but there was only one word and a punctuation mark - so simple that it didn't need to be simple "Oh?", which made people wonder if she listened carefully.

After about four minutes, my phone vibrated again, and a message lit up on the screen again, but at this moment I was trapped and defeated. I tried my best to see clearly. The person who sent the message was pressing against the avatar pattern of the brown-haired and blue eyes, but did not look closely at the content of the message, and then he fell down and sank to the bottom of the sea.

...

Arafa Military Region.

Specially compiled the first combat company.

Training grounds, artificial rainforest.

More than a hundred people wore standard technology anti-penetration camouflage steel helmets, camouflage military uniforms and extremely heavy heavy camouflage explosion-proof armor. Their elbows and knees were all very soft and comfortable inside, and they were covered with black high-tech protective gear like hard meteorites on the outside. They were wearing black nano-synthetic black boots, and they wore half fingers on their hands and felt comfortable inside, but the outside of the joints was harder than charcoal and diamonds. Special forces carrying huge tactical backpacks, under the fluttering Chinese flag and the military flag of the Special Forces Company, placed their fingers outside the trigger guard ring of the laser gun that was slapped with a gun, lined up in several horizontal rows, holding guns attentively.

On the left hand side of our queue, there is a group of camouflage simulation robots, who are almost the same height, the same weight, and the same human-shaped shell as our special forces members.

They were wearing thick black explosion-proof armor, holding a laser assault rifle with a full range of battery, a laser pistol that was also fully charged, an analog pointed-blade laser dagger, three fully charged laser assault rifle magazines, two fully charged pistol magazines, and several empty packs of shock and blasting...

The only difference is probably that they are robots who only obey orders, while we are real, flesh and blood, and independent thinking.

The strongest warrior once was a disabled soldier who was paralyzed from the lower body due to the battle, a warrior who stood up again after modern technology transformation and carried a steel gun again, and a person who couldn't believe the reality countless times and always thought he was still living in his dreams, that is, I, who was fortunate to become a member of the Special Edition First Operations Company, glanced at the camouflage robots with my own light, and could probably guess the purpose.

Our guns do not have any electrical magazines, no secondary weapons or melee weapons, nor do they have scope damage weapons. These robots carry a bunch of good guys in their hands. The training content this time is probably not like beating them, but should focus on how to escape and return to the guest as the main and auxiliary.

Company Commander Rena stood alone at the forefront of the team, standing face to face with us, examining the elite soldiers and generals created by our unremitting efforts by all parties. What I saw in her eyes was the light of unrivaled recognition, and more proud.

Every soldier in the team was extremely quiet, no one changed his posture or made noise. Even Yang Liekuang, who was usually very popular, just held his head up and held his chest up. Everyone was staring at his company commander solemnly, waiting for her to give orders.

"Are you a little bit! Stand at attention!"

After the solemn and steady female voice rang out cleanly, I quickly stretched out my right foot and adjusted my posture to a slight stairs. Then what came into my ears was a deafening and uniform tap sound.

When I made the move according to the second command, I also received another sound of footsteps that rang out in the sky. The pace was astonishingly neat, which made me feel that there was only one person moving. This was probably the unique tacit understanding of soldiers.

"Report to the Inspector, the Special Operations Company received 121 people, and 121 people were actually received. Please give instructions."

Reina turned back 180 degrees with a standard movement, and ran towards the two officers wearing the same camouflage style but did not wear weapons. She raised her hand to salute the standard military salute while not forgetting to report the situation. Then she put her hand back on the gun and kept holding the gun attentively. The two officers returned the salute at the same speed and asked them to return to the team. Reina, who heard the order, then ran back to the first place in the first row of the queue in a row.

"Most of the soldiers present are already familiar faces and have a certain understanding of this kind of assessment. However, some fresh blood may not be clear about it, so I will start by introducing myself!"

The officer who led the lead said cheerfully, the soldiers below, including me, still kept standing attentively at the same position and listened carefully, but remained silent and kept silent. There was only the sound of the whistling wind in his ears, and the officer's carefree speech.

I noticed that the officer's rank was a major in his clothes. He was thin and tall. Although his face had reached a relatively mature age, he had a bit of elegance between his eyebrows and eyes, and he had a scholarly aura that could not be erased even when he was old. Listening to his voice and tone, I judged that he was a relatively cheerful and straightforward person.

The other officer beside him had the rank of captain, with a normal expression, a dark face, a simple and square face, and a shorter person than a major soldier, but he stood straight and majestic.

The soldier with the rank of major then said:

"I am the training inspector of the First Operations Company of the Special Organization, Zhang Zhicong. I am surrounded by Deputy Inspector Wang Ping'an. We are very similar to Ling Wuer and his medical team. We are only responsible for supervision in the backstage on weekdays.

But what is different from Ling Wuer is that we are not supervising the mental state and psychological state, but the training process of all the soldiers in the company. Today is a day when blind box temporary assessment is required every week - Friday, so we are here.

I believe that as a contemporary young man, you must have been exposed to exciting electronic survival games. And this time, you should play real battle royale in reality like playing electronic extreme games to test whether you can afford the two glorious titles of "the strongest among people with disabilities" and "pride among special forces".

Look at these fully armed camouflage robots next to you. They are responsible for hunting down your enemies this time. They are full this time, and you have no empty light in your guns, nor do you wear laser daggers and thunder. You need to do your best to escape, hide, or seize their weapons, or kill them with your fists and feet!

In short, you must survive until this time tomorrow morning without any accidents, without being captured or hit by them, do you understand?”

"clear!!!"

After the supervisor and instructor Zhang Zhicong finished speaking in one breath, the other soldiers shouted at the top of their voices, which was so terrifying that they could shake the mountains and rivers.

I only had just officially joined the First Operations Company of the Special Engineer, and some situations have not been fully understood yet, which led to my doubts about some places. I stood up straight and shouted seriously: "Report!"

"Tell me!" Zhang Zhicong answered bluntly.

"What if I was shot or captured!"

Standing in the first row of the queue, my muscles were tight and I didn't dare to relax at all times. I stared at the inspector Zhang Zhicong, the instructor, solemnly shouted out the problem with the maximum volume. My brows were locked together unconsciously, and my hand holding the gun was unconsciously exerting more force. The serious component in the air was doubled.

"Your word is wrong! If you are facing a real enemy and the other party is holding a real laser weapon, then you have to face death! And your comrades have to face your sacrifice. Your netizens, current friends, and family will know that you have become a martyr! By that time, will you still say the sentence "It's just that you are in trouble"?"

I was speechless and could not continue to answer, nor could I refute it. I could only silently recite the importance of my own life in my heart, and silently draw the circle around my life and affect it in my mind.

Regardless of the period when the lower limbs were lost, the sentences that appeared in this form, from the time I participated in the training camp of special forces to the selection of special forces in the special forces, and until now, they have never stopped circling around my mind.

The instructor of the training team, the captain of the special forces team, and even the captain of the special forces team, so much that he likes his leader, including my former girlfriend Zuo Yejing, always tells me over and over again:

The casualties of a special forces soldier are far more casualties than ordinary people and conventional troops, because the special forces are always elites walking on the tip of a knife, an open undercover lurking in the depths of the crisis, a lonely brave man who fights any of the worst extreme situations, a dangerous profession where the sun rises tomorrow will never be seen in one hundred times, rather than being reborn like a child playing war games.

The special forces who passed by the god of death countless times almost all understood deeply:

Human life is the most precious thing. It has only once, and it will be lost if it is lost!

The reason I asked him what kind of punishment was because I was very clear about this training routine, because I had played similar games when I was selecting the Sharp Knife class. The difference was that the battle royale game in the Sharp Knife class was captured by Zuo Yejing and other instructors, and my brothers and I ran away desperately like rats crossing the street, not using robots that have no feelings and can only execute commands.

But the punishment for those unlucky guys caught was to be eliminated directly, withdraw from the selection training of the sharp knife squad, and return to the original troops.

Maybe they will be unwilling to do so, but as the supervisor Zhang Zhicong said:

War is not about children playing house. If this is not training, but real war, they will never have the chance to retreat to the original troops, but are already broken bodies carried off from the battlefield!

"Report, what is the punishment this time!" I went straight to the topic.

"Very good, I appreciate your innocence! You are a wise man - I just say that one person was shot or captured alive, and the whole company added three days of Hell Day, three people were shot or captured alive, and the whole company added five days of Hell Day. If more than five people were shot or captured alive, this week will become Hell Week. The old warriors know that the punishment for playing this game will be like this."

"You only have three minutes to rush out, and then we will start the robot. Now the countdown is turned on, so why are you still standing there!"

Zhang Zhicong's cheerful smile was insidious, and he spit out the old rules of the Special Operations Company directly, then raised the rectangular electronic chronograph in his hand, and the light blue pleasing number on the watch counted to the second word from 3:00. However, this routine obviously could not scare me, who had experienced the selection of special forces. The reaction between me and other comrades-in-arms was just to lift my legs instantly, crossing the obstacles that were hindering their feet, while running wildly towards the depths of the rainforest.
Chapter completed!