Chapter 72 In Hell (8)

  "You guys are pigs? You think eating is everything? Do you think the enemy won't attack when you're eating? No, they will definitely launch a surprise attack when you're having the most fun, sleeping the deepest, and when you least expect it. If you encounter the opponent's special forces, I reckon even if they poison you, you won't even know." Jungle Wolf said with a tone of disdain.

  "There's no sentry, and we don't even know when the enemy sneaks in. The country spends a lot of money to train you, your clothes, underwear, socks, hats are all expensive, even a rice ball costs 300 yuan, look at you, it's simply wasting food..."

  Xiao Ran couldn't help but laugh when he heard the Jungle Wolf say that a rice ball was worth 300 yuan. If a rice ball was really worth 300 yuan, then the trash cans in restaurants would be filled with gold and silver. Later, when Xiao Lie actually ate a 300-yuan rice ball, he suddenly understood that there were indeed rice balls in this world that were worth 300 yuan, even if they were only the size of a fist.

  "To help you remember for a longer time, let's play a game."

  After hearing the words of Jungle Wolf, no one would think that his game is fun. Then thinking of swamp land, 20 kilometers cross-country, armed water escape and so on, anyway, he will not be satisfied until he tortures people to death.

  "Oh, look at my memory, it's not even bright yet, playing this game is not inconvenient without a big day. Let me tell you, you are special forces in the future, executing tasks behind enemy lines, then you have to learn to prepare multiple routes for yourself, otherwise, walking on the original road will be wrapped up by others. Fortunately, I kindly helped you find a way back today."

  When the new recruits saw the road that the Jungle Wolves had found, they couldn't help but curse the Jungle Wolves in their hearts. This road was no better than having them do a 20-kilometer armed cross-country run on mountainous terrain, which would be better than being in the swamp at least. However, when they saw the Jungle Wolves, the new recruits knew they had no room for resistance. When they saw the Jungle Wolves fiddling with their 60mm mortars, the new recruits began to charge into the swamp. Originally, marching in the swamp was already extremely difficult, let alone with a load of thirty kilograms on their bodies.

  Xiao Lie suddenly jumped into the marsh, his calf sank in immediately, and when he tried to pull it out, it was very laborious. The sky had already brightened up a bit, he took a glance over, the marshland wasn't that big, if it were solid ground, it would probably take only ten or so minutes to cross, but now, not to mention running, every step was extremely difficult. He could tell that although this was marshland, it wouldn't be like those places where people sink in and disappear without a trace, this place was similar to the waterlogged rice fields back home. He looked around to see if there were any drier areas for him to pass through, but it seemed all four sides were the same.

  Rumble!

  The pack of wolves finally made their move, when the shells exploded in the swamp, the splashing mud was like a torrential downpour, those years-old rotting mud with a foul smell fell on the new recruits' bodies, extremely unbearable. In the swamp, there were also some unknown animal corpses, some black mud emitting a terrible stench, some new recruits couldn't stand such a smell, immediately wanting to vomit, but their stomachs had long been empty, vomiting for half a day without anything coming out.

  Rumble!

  Another shell burst on the edge, this was a warning to the new recruits to hurry up, otherwise the shells would really come down. For a moment, some of the new recruits were not in place and fell into the mud, unable to clean themselves before moving forward again.

  "You think you're tired? I can tell you, your enemies aren't. They are just looking for pigs like you and then killing them. You are now in the swamp, do you still expect that your enemies will see your current miserable state and spare you? Your actions and appearance right now, even a pig does better than you. Don't insult pigs, because I've never seen them unable to walk on muddy ground, but I have seen you." The Jungle Wolf shouted from the side with a loudspeaker:

  "You guys say, aren't you even dumber than pigs?"

  "No!" cried the newlyweds.

  "Then give it to me quickly, don't make me feel like you're even worse than pigs."

  Here is the translation:

  As he said that, Grey Wolf really took out a pig from the car. The pig, which was only about 50 kilograms, suddenly started running around in the swamp as soon as it was put down. It's hard to imagine how its thin legs could jump up in the mud, and it seemed like the swamp didn't pose any problem for it at all. When the pig ran past the new recruits, the mud splashed by its hind legs splattered onto some people's faces. However, the little pig didn't care about what others thought of it, and it quickly ran away, leaving a group of muddy new recruits staring in amazement.

  "You're not even as good as pigs."

  At that moment, no one dared to think about anything else. If they hadn't just seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have imagined that a pig could run so happily in the swamp. Xiao Lie thought at the time why the pig wasn't afraid of people and why it knew its target was right at the end of the swamp, and then it just ran over there. Later, Xiao Lie found out that the pig wasn't an ordinary pig, but a military pig. Many animals acknowledge that dogs' noses are very sensitive, they can distinguish between molecules of smells that humans can't smell, so the significance of police dogs and military dogs lies here. However, some animals have a sense of smell that is even more acute than dogs, such as pigs, not those raised in pens every day, but wild boars with large bodies, known as "Mol Pigs", which are naturally very sensitive to smells, can analyze different types of molecules and have a gentle temperament. Because of this, some countries' armies train them to complete tasks that military dogs cannot, only such training is more complex and professional than training a military dog, and consumes several times the time and money spent on training a military dog.

  When the newbies finally walked out of the swamp, apart from the smell that made people vomit, it also felt like they had gained more than ten kilograms in weight. After all, the mud on their bodies was quite heavy too. If only there was a basin of hot water to wash off with now. Of course, this was impossible. The most merciful thing the pack of wolves could do was let everyone jump into the river for an armed crossing, and conveniently wash away the mud on their bodies, but it seemed like there was no river here.

  "I'm really sorry about that, last night's barbecue didn't work out, to make up for it, today's breakfast is roasted chicken. And one per person." said the Jungle Wolf.

  Everyone's gaze is still looking forward as usual, but in their hearts, they can't help but think, "Believe you? Don't be ridiculous."

  The Jungle Wolf waved his hand, and then five T5s got off the car with several large baskets. The newbies took a look and exclaimed, "Hey, aren't those live chickens?"

  "Of course, before we eat them, we have to kill it first. Watch me."

  The Jungle Wolf finished speaking and found a wooden stick on the ground, then placed the stick on the chicken's head, with both feet stepping on the ends of the stick. At this time, the chicken couldn't make a sound, its body was pressed down by the Jungle Wolf, unable to move. Then, its eyes slowly closed, probably because the Jungle Wolf thought it wasn't dying fast enough. After that, it pulled the chicken's neck under the stick, and if the chicken didn't die instantly, it would be strange.

  "In a situation without tools, everything is a tool. Treat the enemy like a chicken, if you want to kill it, then kill it. For now, just let's bleed."

  The jungle wolf pulled the chicken's lower beak, and the blood began to flow out of that mouth. At this time, the chicken's body began to struggle non-stop, as if it was unwilling to die, and wanted to come back to life at any moment.

  "Let's bleed it along its meridians, then we'll have to skin it, because chicken feathers can't be eaten. Along its skin, it feels like taking off clothes."

  The air was filled with a strong bloody smell, and the chickens were covered in blood. As soon as they came into contact with the air, hot steam rose from their bodies. The wolf had ripped out the internal organs of the chicken's belly and thrown them to the ground. Some new recruits felt like they weren't so hungry anymore, as if something was about to come up from their stomachs. Although they ate chicken every day, it didn't mean they knew how to kill one, especially those who had never seen a live killing before. They thought the chicken was pitiful and the wolf was cruel, but then they thought that soon they would have to do the same thing themselves - could they still bring themselves to do it?

  "Remember to clean the entrails starting from the abdomen, tearing it apart to both sides, then when cleaning the inside of the cavity, make sure to clean it thoroughly, and finally rinse it clean. Got it?"

  "I understand." The crowd shouted.

  "Alright, one chicken per person, you're on your own for that. We'll only provide water and fire," said the Jungle Wolf.

  In the eyes of many, killing a chicken means slitting its throat with a knife and letting it bleed out, then scalding it in boiling water to make plucking easier. However, when it comes to bare-handedly killing a chicken, it's a different story - they simply twist off the head and brutally rip off the skin. This highlights the three words that special forces live by: fast, ruthless, and accurate. If this were peacetime, many new recruits wouldn't dare make a move, and would even consider sparing the chicken's life. But now, after days of going hungry, those lively chickens have transformed into mouth-watering roasted delights in their eyes. Although some had just been thinking about vomiting, as soon as the order was given by the Wolf of the Jungle, those who were previously dazed immediately turned into ferocious wolves, quickly taking action and grabbing the chicken, fearing that the Wolf might cancel the mission if they didn't comply.

  Yang Xian didn't even look for a stick, put the chicken's head on the ground, stepped on it with one boot, and pressed down hard. Then, with a bit of force, he directly pulled out the chicken's head. With both hands, he then peeled off the chicken skin. The newbies next to him saw this and thought that this kid had a particularly strong killing aura, so they followed suit and learned from him. When Yang Xian finished plucking the chicken, from start to finish, it didn't even take half a minute, not even giving the chicken a chance to struggle. Using today's most fluent language, it can be described as: one-shot kill.

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