The first reaction of a person to pain is to retreat. This special forces soldier's conditioned reflex is very fast. His head is just slightly raised and he is hit by a fatal warhead. In fact, after being traumatized on this ground, as long as your brain cannot control the conditioned reflex of the body, perhaps your head will never think of controlling any part of your body in this life.

"you! I want to quit, I want to quit!!!" Another special forces soldier who witnessed the death of his companion screamed.

He wants to withdraw, because it is unfair. The places where others travel through the fire line are flat, but the places where they enter are full of sharp objects. Every time they climb, their bodies will be cut out from the sharp objects, which is too unfair.

"You can't quit now, you can't quit once you start!" Marcas shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, then crawl over for me!"

"Bastard, bastard, this road is different from other roads!" The special forces soldier lying on the ground cursed: "My body is full of sharp objects, why are there not? Why are there only me here? It's not fair, I want to accuse you!"

"That's because you're not lucky. No one lets you choose this path." Marcas gritted his teeth and pointed to the front and whispered loudly: "If you don't want to die, climb forward. Can you lie here and stop moving when you encounter this situation on the battlefield? I will tell you clearly that as long as you are still alive, machine gun shooting will never stop. Unless you die, unless you may crawl over!"

Amid the bursting gunfire, Marcas's words clearly reached the ears of every special forces, letting them know what situation they were facing. Crossfire cannot exit, and it is absolutely impossible to exit once it starts. This is the rule, and this is what they must abide by without any means. If you don't follow it, then pay the price of your life.

Fair? No, it only means they are in trouble!

This is just adding dishes to Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu, and no one asked them to choose to travel from here. If they choose, they can only prove one problem: bad luck.

Never underestimate luck. Luck on the battlefield is often much more important than strength.

Several special forces stopped talking and began to climb forward with difficulty, climbing one meter or one meter. Their bodies were covered with blood, and a shocking blood mark was dragged out.

"Dadada..."

"Chir!chur!chur!chur…"

The sound of the warhead flying overhead sounded one after another, and Long Xiaoqi gritted his teeth and crawled forward. He had no choice but to accept this situation. When the special forces soldier was directly blown off his head, he knew what kind of place he was staying here. Here, death is nothing; here, death is the most normal thing.

"ah!……"

A special forces soldier let out a long howl and tried to turn his body. He could no longer bear the uninterrupted cuts of the first half of his body. He covered his abdomen with both hands, turned around with difficulty, and had to put his back on the ground. But at the moment he turned sideways, the height was over fifty centimeters.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff…"

A series of bullets hit the special forces' bodies, and the bullets of the heavy machine gun instantly tore half of his body, and one arm was knocked away directly.

The special forces soldier's body lay heavily on the ground and finally completed his turn as he wished. After completing the turn, he turned into a corpse. Half of his body was torn, his internal organs were beaten into pieces, his abdomen was cut open in the same bloody mouth, and his intestines flowed outward...

He was severely injured while crawling, and his lower abdomen was bloomed by sharp blades. He had to change his position, otherwise his intestines would be hooked out by sharp objects and he died in pain. Unfortunately, he forgot fifty centimeters, or he thought his turnover could be avoided, but unfortunately...

It was a saber hidden on the ground, which cut the special forces soldier's abdomen. If he hadn't been in front, perhaps Long Xiaoqi would have been cut in his abdomen now.

It was a terrible sight, and anyone who saw this scene was unbearable. This was unfair, absolutely unfair!

"Who put the saber? Who put the saber?!" Marcas roared in anger in his heart.

In principle, this kind of crossfire field can place anything, even mines. But this is the selection, and the purpose is to select the best special forces and then be transformed into the best warrior by the Hunter School. It is absolutely possible to set up sharp obstacles in this terrain, but inserting a saber backward is already out of place, although it is also within the rules.

But the Hunter School is not a butcher or a tycoon. Regardless of selection or training, they only adopt a medium-sized ability to bear the battlefield, and they are definitely not going to massacre here.

How could such a saber appear? Who put it?

Marcas subconsciously looked at Shahua, but did not see anything from the other person's face. He was 100% sure that this saber must have been Shahua's move, but he made himself the scapegoat that drove people in.

"Stop! Stop! You are murder, this is murder!!!"

"I protest, you can't treat us like this, this is just an assessment!"

“…”

The special forces who had already passed the first voiced out strong protests. Although they didn't know the special forces whose abdomen had been cut open, they were all together. Now they can treat their companions on that road in this way, and similar means can be used to make them die in the next assessment!

The special forces are not pedantic. Only by making a sound at this time can we ensure that we will not encounter such an unforeseen situation in the following assessment. They must shout out and protest.

"Stop shooting! Stop shooting!" Marcas roared at the machine gunner's position.

He couldn't let this situation continue, and he had only climbed halfway through. What should he do if he continued to lie down and encountered a landmine? Stop, must stop, this has crossed the line.

Unfortunately, the machine gunner didn't listen to him at all and was still shooting. The chief instructor was Shahua. Without Shahua's orders, no one would stop. As long as the gunfire did not stop, everything had to continue.

Seeing this situation, Marcas immediately ran to Shahua and questioned him: "Hissing Chief Instructor, we must stop immediately, otherwise I don't know what consequences will happen. I don't know who arranged that position, but I know..."

"What are your questions?" Shahua glanced at Marcas and said lightly: "There has not stopped on the battlefield because the enemy will not obey your orders."

"boom!"

The deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and a special forces soldier was blown upwards.

"Dadada..."

The ruthless warhead instantly knocked his body to explode.

Landmines, landmines are actually buried in this position!!!

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Chapter completed!