The soldiers didn't sleep well all night, and they always felt bad that the Nighthawk brought them into a huge trap.

This trap is now opening its mouth wide, waiting for the soldiers and kings who came to this strange environment without hesitation for honor to jump into one by one. What's even more terrifying is that they have no reason to choose to escape, because it will become the most shameful thing in their lives.

In the hazy state, there was only the sound of guards patrolling back and forth in his ears.

"Click, click!" Every subtle footstep hit the soldiers' hearts hard. Releasing Buddha is the cycle of the end of the world, reminding them. Time! It is coming soon!

"Beep beep beep." The long-awaited whistle finally rang when the sky was just dawn.

The soldiers who had suffered all night of suffering and torture rubbed their swollen dark circles and quickly ran out of the tent and gathered in the open space in front of the tent. There, the nighthawks were waiting for them with a smile.

"Tada" the rapid footsteps like bullet shooting quickly echoed in this small valley. The dust raised instantly enveloped the soldiers in a dull mist.

Through this layer of yellow fog, even the figure of the nighthawk opposite was looming, which further showed the mystery and difficulty of this mission.

"Do you all sleep well?" Nighthawk looked at their dark circles and asked knowingly: "But it doesn't matter, it's going to start taking action soon! Are you excited? Those comrades who haven't slept well can only regret the lack of physical strength caused by their inability to fall asleep." Nighthawk said loudly with a smile. But in the ears of the soldiers, every word he said was so harsh.

Seeing the soldiers rolling their eyes straight, obviously not taking their words in their hearts, Nighthawk smiled and said, "Don't think I'm exaggerating! My biggest thing is that I never tell lies.

However, the next task cannot be accomplished by just a guy who is free to pull a hand. The purpose of my coming here is to pick out the best ones from you so-called soldiers and kings. Then bring them back to the capital and join the best special forces. Who are the best ones?"

Nighthawk's words were very tempting, and the soldiers' enthusiasm was mobilized. Although Nighthawk's fingers were rubbed into several people's signs and the obscene and sinister smile on his face made the soldiers not catch a cold. However, the last sentence could definitely be said to be a bombshell.

"Oh my God! Pick out the best one! Isn't that the soldier king among the soldiers? You also have to go to the capital to be a special force! Instead of going to the military region, what is the concept of such treatment!" In the policy, 10,000 sparrows quickly entered and chirped!

Soldiers who regard honor as life. Especially these eyes grow in the sky and usually walk horizontally in companies or regiments.

At this moment, when all the top players in the army are here, they can use the strength they have trained hard to prove their strength in front of everyone. And there will be a chance to become the most powerful special forces soldier! Every soldier who is unwilling to be ordinary does not want to give up this rare and excellent opportunity! They all raised their ears nervously, closed their mouths, and listened quietly to the words below the Nighthawk.

Seeing that the soldiers' enthusiasm was mobilized in an instant because of a word, Nighthawk laughed: "Everyone wants to go?"

"Think!" The soldiers burst into flames of roars from the depths of their hearts.

"Haha, they are all good soldiers who want to be generals. But I only have four people! Whether you can go depends on your ability! I will know whether they are the King of War or the bad horses who are mixed up in it." Nighthawk said deliberately with bad intentions.

Sure enough, the soldiers began to get ready. In this top-notch venue in the military region, no one wanted to admit that they were not good. That would not only embarrass themselves! More so, it would be a shame to the old army.

"Tell me the rules." Seeing that the temperature was already up, Nighthawk stopped talking about other topics, and directly brought it to the main topic.

"You soldiers, I only have four people! Of course, the four are the best!" Suddenly, the Nighthawk turned around suddenly, pointing at the bright red light that was slowly climbing on the sun, saying, "It's east, four hundred kilometers away, there's a small mountain bun! Haha, it's actually just a small earth bun, but it's a bit high.

The small earthblocks are covered with trees and crooked pine trees. Although they are not good-looking, even local animals do not like them. However, there is your end. I will wait for you under the tree. I only have one car and can only take four people away. Whoever arrives first will leave."

Nighthawk said concisely, concisely and even pale! The soldiers looked at each other without knowing what they said.

Nighthawk continued, "It's not that simple that you just walk over, it's not that simple. This is equivalent to underestimating you! You have to travel a distance of 400 kilometers in four days. There will be at least two regiments of troops along the way to surround you.

Moreover, there is a small woods in the 10 kilometers in front of the hill, and there is a small position in the woods. Some scouts will garrison there. Their mission, haha, is very simple! It is to stop the remaining defeated soldiers from continuing to flee east.

But you don’t want to go around, because there is an important thing in the camp. Military map! I want you to bring that map to the hillside to find me.

Remember, if you don’t have a picture on your hand, I won’t agree even if you come. So, don’t take any tricks and don’t waste your four days of time.” Nighthawk closed his mouth. Facing the inquiring eyes, he looked like he didn’t know whether he was talking, as if he had never opened his mouth at all!

The soldiers opened their mouths wide and looked at Nighthawk incredibly, as if they were looking at a silly mouth, and their mouths were creating a bunch of monsters. Every condition that Nighthawk said was so harsh to them, it could be said that they almost tied them to machine guns and advanced.

Four days and four hundred kilometers are already beyond the physical limit of a normal person. Who can run such a long distance in such a short time?

And there are two regiments and a reconnaissance company to surround them. Isn’t this a life-threatening person? The soldiers thought to themselves that even if the real special forces are coming, it may not be possible. What about these grassroots soldiers who have not received formal special training.

Nighthawk saw the soldiers' dissatisfaction, and he had no intention of changing his plan. He just pointed to a corner next to the open space and said loudly: "I know this mission is difficult. So, I have prepared the car long ago. If you think you can't do it, you can leave now, and no one will stop you.

This is just an invitational sex training, but not everyone can bear it." Nighthawk smiled slightly, stood in a slut, with a look of anticipation, waiting for the guys among them who thought they were black sheep to leave!

The soldiers' arrogance was instantly aroused at a speed of 100,000 meters per hour! What does it mean that people who cannot do it can leave? Isn't this obvious despise of people? Who would leave in front of everyone to prove that they are not good, or even their old troops are not good!

"The last chance! The last chance! If no one left yet, then I will assume that you are going to continue participating in the competition. Then everything that follows is my decision, and you have no right to resist." Nighthawk repeated again, and pointed at the truck temptingly, shouting in his mouth like a peddler that the soldiers' final rights were about to disappear.

Without soldiers watching him, in the soldiers' hearts, Nighthawk's current movements and expressions were purely an idiot grinning and showing off his IQ that could be calculated by assignments. It is no different from a funny clown.

"Okay, since no one has left, let's have a good game. I don't want to hear anything strange about you." Nighthawk walked back to the team with a smile, and glanced at everyone with malicious intentions.

"Report!" a soldier shouted.

"Well, that soldier, do you have any problems?" Nighthawk pointed at the soldier who shouted the report and said.

"Do you have positioning equipment and coordinate maps?"

"Is this? No." Nighthawk replied helplessly: "In my heart, a real soldier king does not need these. Those are used only for children to play houses. If you can't even find a place, I think it's better to go home. I don't want to spend time to cultivate your most basic sense of direction."

The soldiers were so angry that they wanted to jump up. Even if the special forces went out, they also had GPS. In love, you treat us as superman.

"Report!" another soldier shouted loudly.

Nighthawk frowned and said in a strange voice: "Why do you have so many questions? Is your old army specializing in learning 100,000 whys? Ask if you have anything to do."

The young lieutenant, who was about the same white face as the big girl, asked loudly: "Do we have logistical support? Such a long distance and no logistical support are equivalent to playing with his life."

Nighthawk looked at the lieutenant in surprise and said with a smile: "Is it that I asked now? Don't worry, I can't starve you to death. In order to show your concern for you, the soldiers! The first time I performed such a complex and arduous competition, I have prepared a sumptuous meal for each of you every day.

Each person has a large compressed biscuit and the sweet spring water that will appear regularly on the road! This is your meal for the day. Don't thank me, I am a man who does good deeds without leaving a name for it." Nighthawk smiled cunningly, but in the hearts of the soldiers who have already red-eyed, he has become synonymous with sin. In just a few short sentences, he has offended all the soldiers present, including those who sent them to their old troops.

"Just kidding, I have to thank you. You are not much better than Zhou Papi." The soldiers cursed whispering, wishing they could swing their fists and beat Nighthawk up. If that was possible.

"Comrade. I think this is not good. These soldiers are all good seedlings of our military region. If you are punished like this, don't get hurt a few more. Who is responsible?" Battalion Commander Wang walked forward angrily and threatened sarcastically.

He had long disliked him, so how could he be so mean? Is he being a soldier? He was clearly torturing these soldiers and finally ruining them? ***, I haven't taken the turn to choose good soldiers yet, I'm giving them to you, and you don't cherish them. When I think of this, Battalion Commander Wang was so angry that he came.

"Comrade, I'm responsible for anything I have. What I said is approved by the Ministry of National Defense. If nothing is done, please don't interrupt. I have a sense of my own doing things." Nighthawk choked Battalion Commander Wang away with just a few words.

The Ministry of National Defense, this is amazing. Commander Wang opened his mouth for a long time, but still couldn't think of any refutation. After all, he carried a super heavyweight yamen as soon as he came out and crushed him. Commander Wang could only turn around and leave with hatred.

"No matter whether I get it, I'm too lazy to care. It's up to you to make trouble, how can you wipe your butt?" Captain Wang murmured in a low voice, turning back to his soldiers.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's start getting equipment." Nighthawk shouted loudly, and pointed to the equipment piled up like a hill and covered with oil cloth.

"Each person carries a weight of 40 kilograms, including guns, laser emitters, and cigarette rod equipment. Of course, there is also a cigarette rod launching device for you to give up. Don't look at it inconspicuous, it may save your life at critical moments." This time, Nighthawk said it sincerely.

But the soldiers didn't appreciate his affection at all, and they habitually thought that this guy was sarcasm again.

Nighthawk shrugged helplessly and walked quickly to the "hill". He used his hands to lift the oil cloth open, revealing the camouflage backpack and guns neatly placed inside.
Chapter completed!