The three of them fell heavily by the black off-road vehicle, and brought up a few grasses that were rapidly bounced up by their gravity, jumping happily on them and jumping around them.

Before they could breathe, the three of them stood up desperately, trying to find He Yi's figure in the distance.

But I could not see He Yi who used his body to block the bullets for them and ensure the safety of their backs. Only wisps of white smoke were floating into the air, indicating He Yi's final destination.

The Nighthawk, who was standing aside, had tears in his eyes. The comrades of these soldiers who depended on each other in life and death made him think of the scene of his mission in Fusang in an instant.

At that time, they never left the dying military sects. Further away, they reminded him of his military career, and there were more hidden in it, just like the story that happened today.

Ten minutes later, a soldier gave up his rights while crying and left his last position to his comrades. The two hugged each other tightly, and slowly separated after the abandoned soldier pushed him.

The four people were all here in the end, although their experience was a bit shocking. But Nighthawks had long been accustomed to these things, but they just admired the deep friendship they had cultivated on the battlefield.

In his opinion, as long as you are an individual, after going through so much, you will become like this. This does not mean anything.

"Okay, all the people I want are here, concentrate everyone on. If you can't, get into the ambulance and go back to the camp." Nighthawk ordered Battalion Commander Wang beside him.

Battalion Commander Wang answered with an indignant look and dissatisfied. In his opinion, Nighthawk is just a freak, and he tortured so much that he ignored him. He would be over if he left these two words?

If it weren't for the sake of Nighthawk being the superior leader, he would have swung his fist and beat Nighthawk hard. But when Battalion Commander Wang had this idea, he didn't think about whether he had the strength to fight Nighthawk alone.

There are too many people who are exhausted. After these four days and four nights of torture, many people are tired and slumped on the ground when they are approaching the finish line. They can only look at the military vehicles that are far away from the finish line, crying loudly for their elimination and honor.

Battalion Commander Wang couldn't bear to walk among these men. Usually, they were all iron-clad soldiers. But now, it has become like this for the sake of Nighthawk's perverted assessment and selection. Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Wang's fists were tighter.

The two ambulances were not enough, and there were too many people unable to walk. There was no way, so the military doctor contacted the base again and drove two trucks directly, causing the soldiers who were exhausted and could no longer move to get on the truck one by one, and dragged them back to the base like pigs.

The camp was still so lush when I came. The birds were singing and insects were singing, and the flowers were waving in the wind. The grass under the substitute blocked the ruthless steaming and roasting of the scorching sun, forming an interesting natural oil painting.

The difference is that the calm woods are now occupied by soldiers who are humming and lying on the ground.

The equipment on his body had been removed, and the relaxed soldiers emitted a strong stench formed by sweat and unknown smells. They instantly filled the entire space.

Some of them leaned against the big tree, some lay on the ground, some snuggled up with each other, holding saline and a piece of bread in their hands. They slowly chewed and maintained their exhausted bodies, trying to restore their almost deformed body that had been pulled in a short period of time.

The military doctors endured the stench and shuttled back and forth among the soldiers. From time to time, they found one or two soldiers who were unable to even eat, so they rushed up and carried him away, put them on the clean bed and started to get a little bit.

The soldiers no longer had the pride and pride they had when they came. Confidence and honor had been slapped hard by the game set by Nighthawks, slapped each of them heavily in the face. At this moment, they all forgot, forgot their past honors, forgot who they were, and even forgot everything.

Looking at the tired people in front of me, Nighthawk was a little sorry. Maybe his requirements were a bit strict, but it was too far-fetched for these soldiers who had never experienced such heavy training.

But he really had no choice. Time waited for no one. If he wanted to train a special commando team that dared to fight and fight in a short time, he had to use extraordinary means. This time, he could be said to have chosen one person from 100,000 yuan. The one who stayed in the big waves must be the best, and the person he needed the most.

The soldiers were allowed to rest for four hours, and it was almost afternoon. Nighthawk ordered Battalion Commander Wang to blew the whistle and gather everyone.

Although Battalion Commander Wang was unhappy, the surface would not be exposed, so he turned around and summoned all the soldiers.

The soldiers stood up in a scattered manner. Although they had rested for four hours and had recovered a little bit of strength. However, the bodies that had been consumed to the limit in these four days were almost at the point where the oil was exhausted. However, they could not recover from these four hours.

Nighthawk looked at the soldiers who were in a state of silence and said solemnly: "Everyone has worked hard these days. I regret to tell you most of you. If you lose the election, there are people next to you. I will send you back to the old army immediately."

Although he had known his destiny for a long time, the words from Nighthawk still deeply stimulated everyone's hearts. A wave of low crying sounds immediately spread in the team.

Nighthawk continued: "You are all good soldiers. This competition is not something that ordinary soldiers can complete. Even scouts cannot be completed smoothly. I believe that many of you are from the reconnaissance forces.

Those who can complete this journey have proved that you are. You don’t need to be discouraged, let alone lose. You are the strong ones, the strong ones of the entire military region.

I didn’t choose you, not because you are not good, but just that you are not suitable for the tasks I want to choose. But I believe that after you return to the old army, you will better serve the troops and take your troops’ military literacy to a higher level. Because I believe that the soldiers who go out from here are all soldiers kings.”

Nighthawk solemnly saluted to the square formation in front of him, no one answered him, and no one returned the greeting. Some were just eyes that got affirmative words and became stronger again! Some were just tough guys who were proud and straightened again!

Looking at the soldiers who quietly got into the car and left with regret, Nighthawk felt a little regretful. If he had more time, he would definitely take more people away. Those who could last until the end were all good soldiers. It would be a pity to let them back to the grassroots troops.

In a corner of the camp, Nighthawk looked at the four people who were left behind. At this moment, they were standing still, watching the trucks away expressionlessly.

"Okay, welcome to join! I believe that the soldiers who can stay must be the best in your military region." Nighthawk praised them with great satisfaction. The four of them turned around and looked at Nighthawk quietly for a while. Without saying a word, the face still had the same expression that was neither salty nor light, and there was no change at all.

Nighthawk was stunned, then looked at their eyes and immediately understood.

They are qualified people who step on their companions' shoulders and enjoy the opportunity of their comrades to stay. For them, there seems to be nothing to be happy about.

"Okay!" Nighthawk smiled, trying to break the embarrassment of the scene: "No matter what, people cannot always live in memories, no matter how you stand here. I only know that there must be a reason to stand here. God will not let a unprepared and cowardly person stand in front of me, you must be the strongest soldier king."

His words were shocking! Sure enough, the four of them moved slightly, their eyes staring at the Nighthawk, and their hot shimmered.

The word "Soldier King" is a title that all soldiers with backbone have been pursuing for their whole lives. Many people claim to be the Soldier King, and may be recognized by this Nighthawk who is so powerful that it is worthy of pride.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to participate in a higher competition. Well, you don't have any relatives to say goodbye. As for your luggage, I will ask someone to go to your troops to clean up. Don't have too much, because you basically don't need it." Nighthawk said lightly.

"What? Chief! We fought so hard! We paid so much a heavy price! More than 600 comrades in the army were smashed and their confidence was gone! But, in order to participate in another competition? It's too outrageous?" Wang Chao almost roared to Nighthawk, completely forgot the concept of superiors and subordinates, and was pulled hard by Bai Yu, then he closed his mouth hatefully.

"Then what do you want?" Nighthawk asked the four people.

"Don't you go to the capital? Are you not joining a higher-level army? Isn't it a secret special forces?" Hong Guang asked in confusion.

"Hahahaha, who said you were going to get in? Yes, I have a special forces under construction and will be the best special forces in the country in the future. It is all the best from all military branches. But you, haha, just temporarily got a ticket to enter this group.

Do you think you can get into my sight with your current strength? Haha, telling you, it's far from enough."

The four soldiers were completely stunned. They were already one in the entire military region, and it is no exaggeration to say that they were even one in a hundred thousand. Why did they become so despised when they arrived at Nighthawk? This made them feel frustrated in an instant, and they fell from the high cliff to the bottom of the deep and cold valley.

"But don't be discouraged." Looking at the soldiers with serious expressions, Nighthawk suddenly said lightly.

"As long as you take out your fighting spirit these four days, is there anything else in this world that can stump you? What I need is a comprehensive special vanguard. Whether you can be selected depends on your own ability. I am very optimistic about you, don't let me down."

Nighthawk smiled faintly, and the smile was full of affirmation and praise, which made the four of them look at it and immediately filled with strength again.
Chapter completed!