Chapter 22: The Soldier in Long Zhong Tian's Heart

  "What's valuable."

  Long War does not understand, with only thirty people, a team is formed, what good thing is this, and what value is it, isn't this making things difficult for Long Zhongtian?

  "You old fellow have forgotten, this team leader is the one Dragon Middle Heaven himself wants, a thousand-man team like dragon's troops, building an army that makes another army surrender."

  The dragon's face wore a smile.

  "No matter whether Long Zhongtian can achieve it or not, the Marshal has already given him the opportunity. To what extent he can achieve is no longer something we can interfere with."

  The 15th Regiment's garrison location.

  Long Zhongtian looked at the soldiers in front of him with great emotion, apart from himself there were thirty people, a Liberation Army general-purpose military vehicle, used for transporting soldiers, one military vehicle can hold about one platoon's worth of troops and some supplies.

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  Thirty warriors stood in a line, waiting for Long Zhongtian's speech.

  There were thirty of them, except for three female soldiers, Long Shaoting and two medical soldiers, two battalion commanders, four company commanders, ten platoon leaders, ten squad leaders, two cooks, and one superior soldier, who was Liu Benshi.

  "You are the talents of the 15th Regiment, some of whom are officers who have led troops. It's not easy to get to where you are today, and I, a mere air force lieutenant colonel instructor, also serving as deputy commander of an independent regiment, can't bring much to you at present."

  Long Zhongtian looked at them, waiting for their response, but after a long time, there was no sound.

  "I don't know what you're thinking, three days of rapid selection, and only fifteen of you have reached the standard, but those fifteen are divided into this place."

  Long Zhongtian said, looking at the other fifteen people, these fifteen people all have pretty good military ranks.

  "We voluntarily follow you, this is our decision, although we can't be qualified warriors in your heart for now, but we will try hard."

  A lieutenant-level warrior stood up, expressing the determination of these dozen people. This lieutenant, like the other fifteen people, had endured and seen everything here for three days, thinking that true growth must stay.

  "Is that so? But in my heart, you've already deserted once. No matter what reason, this chance has been abandoned."

  Long Zhongtian understood what these officers were thinking. As a soldier, he should be able to see that Long Zhongtian's training had already surpassed the existence of modern soldiers.

  "Sir, I think you need us."

  The camp leader stood up again.

  "Hmm, tell me your reason." Long Zhongtian looked at this camp commander, wanting to hear what he had to say.

  "As a soldier, to be able to persist in such a rigorous selection is far more excellent than us officers. I don't want to be an officer who is not even as good as a single soldier. Even if I became a deserter at that time, I hope you can give us another chance, we won't disappoint you."

  The camp commander solemnly spoke out what he thought in his heart

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  "You are all excellent, I'll tell you today, when I came to the 15th squad, I didn't want to be a squad leader instructor at all. My purpose in coming here is to select and choose special talents. Your idea is very good, with the keen observational ability that a commander should have."

  Long Zhongtian nodded secretly to the camp commander, indeed, Long Zhongtian needed them, needed talented commanders, and the fifteen warriors who failed the test in front of him were also what Long Zhongtian asked from Long Yun.

  Of course, Long Zhongtian could also see that the person in front of him was a sharp soldier who yearned to follow him.

  The establishment of a special forces independent regiment is no longer a secret here, and it's not a secret at all in the eyes of insightful military personnel. They can see that the legion is about to change.

  "No matter what your purpose is for coming here, I'm telling you that from this moment on, the thirty of you will bid farewell to your past military careers and start anew. You will face danger, sacrifice, mud, sweat, pain, torment, and growth."

  Long Zhongtian's words made their blood boil, they had never experienced it before, and in their hearts there was only anticipation, while also carrying unknown fears.

  "You will receive three months of devil training here, and of course there is still a possibility that some of you will be eliminated."

  Long Zhongtian said, waiting for a reaction, but he didn't get an answer. Long Zhongtian also understood that they didn't know how to respond. At this moment, he thought of Long Xing, now with only one person, everything was not so convenient, and he couldn't extricate himself.

  After a long time, Long Xing returned to his thoughts and looked at the 30 warriors in front of him again. His eyes finally fell on Long Shaoting: "This training is not easy for you as a woman, and you may lose your life during the training. But as a special forces soldier, you must be like them. Can you accept that?"

  These words also asked those two female soldiers.

  Long Shaoting only found out about Long Zhongtian's identity yesterday, the young master of Dragon Cloud and Dragon Yuan Marshal, who is only thirteen years old this year.

  But Long Zhongtian's every move made Long Shaoting unable to believe, he suspected, he hesitated, but from a soldier's perspective, the young man in front of him seemed like an old veteran, as if he had been in the army for decades, a seasoned general.

  "I can accept it, I think women won't lose to men"

  。”

  Long Shaoting confidently replied, and the two female soldiers beside her also nodded in agreement.

  "Very well, as women, you are not inferior to men, as soldiers you do not lose to any man, not for anything, just because of your courage. As women, you have already won my respect."

  Just saw Long Shao Ting's three women's gentle feelings, suddenly disappeared without a trace.

  "Don't think of me as Long Yun's son, just think of me as a playful kid. If that's what you think, then you can leave."

  "Don't think I'm thirteen and don't know anything, okay? I'll tell you what I know, nobody can understand."

  "Don't think that following Dragon General will bring you a good future, after all, this army will eventually fall into my hands. If you think so, don't send it, my troops have no special existence."

  "I trained with you all, I am not some young marshal or regimental commander, I am an instructor and also a student, my troops will forever have a special number, a special uniform."

  Long Zhongtian suddenly wanted to say a lot, just wanting these people to understand that he wasn't what some people thought.

  "I'm no genius either, alright, I've said all I need to say, is anyone willing to leave?"

  Long Zhongtian waited for their response, but there was none. He didn't hear a single sound of wanting to leave or a single word about leaving.

  "Alright, since that's the case, you've all made up your minds. Whatever the purpose may be, I'm grateful. The three months of training start from this moment on. Shoulder all your burdens and take up all your arms."

  Long Zhongtian's voice suddenly turned cold, and he rushed towards his residence: "Greenhorns, give you five minutes, let me see that you are still here, pack up all your luggage, those who don't make it will stay in this unit."

  The sudden turn of events left thirty warriors stunned, but in the end they understood.

  Madly rushing towards their dwellings, in every corner of the barracks, thirty warriors were nervously packing up their luggage.

  And their former comrades and brothers quietly watched them, watching their expressions, suddenly remembering those three days.

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  It was inevitable that Sanfen Longzhongtian had been waiting at the scene for three minutes, holding a machine gun in his hand and carrying another one on his back.

  The rifle on his back was wrapped in cloth strips all over, only Long Zhongtian knew that this was his own modified sniper rifle, with an accurate range of 800 meters.

  Four minutes after passing the assessment, fifteen warriors came here one after another, holding their own weapons, a few clothes and some clips, standing upright, waiting for their fellow soldiers.

  There are thirty seconds left in five minutes.

  Long Shao Ting and two others return to the team.

  Like these fifteen warriors, apart from their clothes and quilts, they had nothing but their own weapons.

  Obviously, except for Long Shao-ting who has a pistol, the other two female soldiers are carrying rifles like ordinary soldiers.

  Five minutes later, there were still five warriors running on the road. When they arrived beside Long Zhentian, he pointed his gun at these five warriors.

  "Eliminated, time's up."

  The five officers were about to speak when Long Zhongtian raised his machine gun and fired into the sky.

  Dada...

  "There's no chance, I said this isn't child's play."

  Afterwards, Long Xing looked at the twenty-five warriors.

  "You're not bad, I'll tell you that being able to enter the independent regiment is an honor, a soldier's honor, and the soldiers who can make it in are kings of soldiers."

  "King of Soldiers!"

  This term first appeared in the hearts of these warriors, O king, a singular and unique existence.

  "Now you don't understand and don't know what special forces are, what a king of soldiers is."

  "But for now, you don't need to know. Three months later, you will understand. If you feel that being in the independent regiment has disgraced you, I guarantee in the name of Long Shao that I will let you return to your original unit and restore all of your positions."

  Twenty-five warriors remained silent, they knew what they were doing and thought this road must be taken.

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  It's not because Long Zhongtian is a young marshal, but they think that as a soldier, one must become a true soldier.

  But what is a true warrior, they thought, this young man in front of them could give himself an answer, just because he believed.

  Sometimes people are strange animals, as long as they think it's right, as long as they achieve a certain goal, no matter what they do, they feel it's justified, just to find the psychological answer they want, to unravel the confusion in their hearts.

  "These guys have made it this far on their own abilities, but they're not real soldiers. To become a true soldier, you need time to hone your skills."

  Long Zhongtian looked at the 25 warriors and could tell that the current troops were only semi-formal. When he was a soldier, with a little training, learning to shoot a gun made him a qualified soldier.

  "You may be puzzled, I was only thirteen years old, what could I do, but you believed in me and followed me. To be honest, I don't know how to explain it either. I just think that although you have become soldiers, you are not yet a real military man."

  Long Zhongtian's tone was as gentle as chatting.

  "In my heart, there is a kind of soldier, this kind of soldier is the real military man, they have very high individual combat capability, team combat capability, they possess straight body, unyielding will, strong soul."

  "They are suitable for fighting in any conditions, mountains, rivers, lakes, oceans, forests, plains, skies, swamps, etc. They have never failed, even if only one person is left, they will strive to complete, failure is equivalent to permanent sacrifice."

  Long Zhongtian's every sentence and word turned over in his mind, recalling memories.

  "They are like a sharp blade out of its scabbard, a sharp sword out of its sheath. Wherever the blade points, wherever it is directed, all will be swept away."

  Twenty-five warriors were moved by Long Zhongtian's words, their blood was ignited drop by drop, boiling.

  For Long Zhongtian's words, soldiers began to yearn for it, and they yearned that they themselves were such soldiers.

  Long Zhongtian unknowingly planted a seed in the hearts of twenty-five warriors, which later became the most spoken words when they became instructors.