Don’t Pretend, I’m Actually Taking Special Forces

As soon as this remark came out, all the recruits were almost dumbfounded. Let’s not talk about training on the ground full of gravel. Now there are such perverted requirements. Isn’t this the training that only special forces have to go through? It's just recruits.

But no one dared to open their mouths to protest, so they could only grit their teeth and roar in a low voice: "Listen clearly!"

"Very well, start the timer now. How long you have to last depends entirely on your own strength."

After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he directly placed the beating timer in front of everyone's eyes.

Looking at the constantly beating numbers on the timer, everyone was in torment, not to mention the pain, it could be described as the day and the year, but there was no way, they had to force themselves, to persevere for half an hour, and not make any mistakes.

As time passed, the expressions on the faces of the recruits became more and more painful. The arms lying on the gravel seemed to be eaten by thousands of ants, and a tingling feeling rushed straight into their minds.

At this moment, Zheng Qian's right hand convulsed suddenly under the stimulation of severe pain. Immediately afterwards, the bullet standing on the muzzle of the gun fell down, and the sound of hitting the gravel was extremely crisp.

"No. 43 rookie Zheng Qian, the training time has been extended to 23 minutes." Qin Yuan's voice seemed extremely calm, but when it fell into Zheng Qian's ears, it was as loud as a storm.

He finally persisted for so long, but made a mistake halfway and directly extended the time by ten minutes, no one can bear it.

Su Xiaoyu came to him with a smile, then picked up the bullet and put it on the muzzle of his gun again.

"Hey, don't be discouraged, isn't it just twenty-three minutes, it will pass in the blink of an eye."

Hearing Su Xiaoyu's words, Zheng Qian almost rolled his eyes, but fortunately he held back, pretending he didn't hear it, and continued to endure the pain to train.

Zheng Qian's mistake seemed to be a signal. More and more people did not persevere, and all the bullets on the muzzles fell off. Then, with a painful expression, they were punished by Qin Yuan for ten minutes of extra training.

As time went by, the recruits' elbows and forearms were already oozing blood, their faces became paler, and their whole bodies trembled slightly.

But everyone gritted their teeth, and they couldn't let their arms shake, otherwise their training time would snowball and get longer and longer.

After about forty minutes, all the recruits finally completed the training task assigned by Qin Yuan. Everyone's face turned extremely pale, and it seemed that it was harder than going through an extreme physical training.

Qin Yuan glanced at everyone, pointed to the table not far away and said, "There are some medicines on it, you apply it yourself, and continue training after 20 minutes."

The recruits looked in the direction Qin Yuan pointed, but saw six small bottles of dark medicine on the table, and several large bags of clean cotton swabs.

Although a little confused in their hearts, everyone still endured the pain in their arms and slowly moved over.

"Brothers, we suffered serious injuries this time. The instructor only gave us 20 minutes to rest, isn't it a bit too little?"

"I think so, but since the instructor has already announced it, it will definitely not change. You should hurry up and see what kind of medicine works, maybe it is a special medicine."

"Hey, training with injuries is a very dangerous thing. The instructor didn't even prepare bandages for us, and we don't know what to do."