Chapter 65: The Three Great Death Training Sessions

  The 15-day selection in actual combat conditions has finally come to an end. Now, only 41 troops can persist, which means a total of seven troops' worth of personnel have been eliminated.

  The days of having only one meal a day and only two or three hours of rest are finally over. Tomorrow, I can finally return to a relatively normal life. However, tomorrow is also the first day of the Hunter School's Three Great Death Training sessions.

  It is said that each training course here was created by the crocodile after spending countless effort and killing numerous brain cells. After years of polishing, it has naturally become a complete, cruel and hellish training method.

  No. 1 is an old "regular" of the Hunter School, so the special forces rarely surround him, listening to his introduction to the three major death training sessions at the Hunter School.

  "Don't think that just because you've made it through the first half month of special training, you can relax now. The physical and hunger training may have tormented our willpower and determination, but Hunter School's other three special trainings are the most deadly. Hunter School has a legitimate death quota, and this quota is unrestricted. Even if we all die here, Hunter School won't have to take any responsibility, at most they'll just receive some moral condemnation! Maybe they'll even shed a few crocodile tears. The one who has participated in Hunter School's special training multiple times, Number 1, begins to speak."

  "Oh, God bless!"; A special forces soldier finished his prayer and asked: "Number 1, quickly tell me, what are the three special trainings?"

  "Deadly jungle, bullets raining down, survival in the wild!" Number One spoke slowly and calmly, his eyes empty, his face still bearing a terrified expression.

  Everyone present was a seasoned special forces expert, but after hearing No. 1's words, they couldn't help but shiver with fear.

  Everyone's heart is very clear, and they can all call No. 1 "the deadly special training", it must not be easy!

  A clear and deep voice sounded again: "The Death Jungle is a minefield that every one of us must cross. The minefield is 5 kilometers deep, and after years of accumulation, the landmines in the jungle are countless. It's very dangerous and difficult to get through within the allotted time. Perhaps it's more than you can imagine! You can find all kinds of landmines in the world inside, and you can also experience various triggering methods of landmines. There are treadle mines, infrared mines, tripwires, flying mines, mother-child linked mines, and cunning mines... In short, except for sea mines, all other types of mines are present."

  Number 1 took a deep breath, and with a hint of fear in his eyes, he continued to speak: "In the previous session, there was a special forces soldier who either intentionally or carelessly detonated an anti-personnel mine. His leg was blown off first, and then his body was thrown high into the air again as soon as it touched the ground. By the time he landed, his heart had already been shattered into pieces, making him a special martyr of peacetime! Although the Hunter School has controlled the killing power of landmines, the first explosion usually won't take your life, but the second explosion was right at that poor soldier's heart, and his heart was instantly shattered. Even God couldn't save him. Because the density of landmines in the minefield is too high, there's almost nowhere to step, so if you detonate one landmine, it may trigger a series of explosions."

  "When his mangled body was carried down, his captain was beside himself: 'Brother, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here. If only I had insisted on not bringing you, your children wouldn't have lost their father, your wife wouldn't have lost her husband, and your parents wouldn't have lost their son. I owe you an apology, and I also owe them one. You didn't die on the battlefield, but on the road to national glory. Although as soldiers, we've long put personal life and death aside, we're still human beings with emotions, with family ties, love, and friendship...'"

  The captain was slapping his own face, and the other team members rushed up to hold him back: "Captain, this is not your fault, don't do this. Dying for one's country is the highest honor as a soldier, and our brother will know that in the afterlife. He won't blame you. When he fought for the spot at Hunter School, he already had the worst-case scenario in mind. Now, we should turn our grief into strength and complete this special training perfectly. Only then can we comfort our brother's spirit! As for his family, we'll take care of them together from now on."

  Finally, they really achieved good results in that special training, surpassing any previous record, enough to comfort the spirits of their deceased teammates!

  "Hold on, take a deep breath," No. 1 continued to say: "If you pass this level smoothly, don't be too happy, because there is still a road of death waiting for you - the hail of bullets! What's called the hail of bullets is actually a simulation of hostages being hijacked, and we go to rescue them, but the other side has all the advantages. Their firepower equipment is all machine guns without exception, and of course, there are snipers waiting for us on the road where we must pass to rescue the hostages. They occupy the high ground, holding all the advantageous terrain, they don't even need to move around, they can just rely on their pre-prepared shooting parameters to form a firepower blockade network!"

  "So what? Humph, in actual combat, we're not afraid of them at all!" As soon as the special forces soldier spoke up, he immediately sparked a chorus of agreement from the other special forces soldiers, who nodded and murmured in assent.

  "It's time, everyone has been holding back for half a month, let's take out a few more of them and give the crocodiles some color to see!"

  "Right!"

  "The problem is that we're using rubber bullets, but they're using real ones! Our bullets hitting them are like giving them a tickle, at most it's just a minor injury. But if we get hit by their bullets, even with our bulletproof vests, I'm afraid we'll still be done for."

  1st looked up and smiled coldly: "Ignorance is indeed bliss! I remember once when a special forces soldier was a fraction of a second too slow in his evasive maneuver, one of his legs was blown to smithereens. The expression on that soldier's face as he dragged his broken leg and wailed in agony still sends chills down my spine to this day! Although he wasn't in danger of losing his life and eventually survived, he ended up having his leg amputated, and his military career was over.

  Those snipers occupying the high ground are just like your enemies on the battlefield - they will show no mercy whatsoever, and instead take pleasure in it! It's all up to you now! I still remember clearly when he was being carried away on a stretcher, one of his hands grasped tightly onto a nurse's arm, and he kept repeating, 'Please, please fix my leg, I don't want to be a cripple, I don't want to be a useless person!'"

  The special forces around them were quietly listening, and no one interrupted or wiped away the cold sweat on their foreheads.

  "In the first two stages, our formation will be disrupted. Demining tests our patience, judgment and skills, while hostage rescue tests our shooting, reaction speed, adaptability and military evasion maneuvers. If you pass the dynamic and static combined test of the previous two stages, then the Hunter School will let nature be our examiner."

  Nature is our examiner?

  "Hmm!" Number One nodded: "It's just wilderness survival training, we'll give you some equipment, but no food. You have to experience the truth of survival of the fittest in nature. However, nothing is absolute. After starving for a month at Hunter School, once we enter the jungle, we can hunt and gather food. The wild boar meat here is the best. It's all about luck then. If you're unlucky, you might run into crocodiles or wolves, which would be troublesome. Many teams have been injured by them and had to withdraw from the competition. The most difficult ones in the jungle are the wolves. They hunt in groups, with many of them, so if you encounter them, the best strategy is to fight quickly and decisively because we don't have time to drag it out. During those six days of training, we also need to complete the tasks set by Hunter School. Even if you complete the task, if you can't return to Hunter School within the specified time, you're considered unqualified. If that's the case, not only will you lose the opportunity to win the highest honor as a soldier, but you won't even be able to get your graduation certificate from Hunter School. Everything you've done so far would have been for nothing!"

  "Hunter School is indeed famous for a reason!" An operator sighed.

  Here is the translation:

  "It's not without reason that countries around the world spare no expense and disregard consequences to send their elites to Hunter School. Don't forget, a diploma from Hunter School is a hard currency recognized worldwide. So far, no country or military unit dares to underestimate special forces who graduated from Hunter School!"

  "Number One took a sip of water, cleared his throat: 'Alright, I've told you everything I know. Let me remind you that before enjoying the three-course meal carefully prepared by Hunter School for us, you must complete the training program set by Crocodile. Get some rest early, who knows what kind of midnight snack Crocodile has prepared to welcome us? Make sure to conserve your energy for tomorrow's special training.'"

  Principal's office.

  "Alligators, judging from the current situation, the special forces of China, the United States and the United Kingdom are evenly matched. The combat effectiveness of these three countries' special forces seems to be on par with each other. China is really making me look forward to it, I don't know what results they will bring us!" Principal Otsuka sat at his desk, although he never went to the training site, but through video, he was very clear about the situation of the special training."

  "From the day of physical examination, I said that this group of special soldiers are all excellent in physique. This year's special training will definitely be full of surprises. I bet there will be even more surprises later on. Tomorrow's training will be the bloodiest day since they entered the Hunter School, and I can hardly wait."

  "What's that? Are you planning to take the field again tomorrow, then tell me, how many do you plan to knock down?" asked Principal Otsuka.

  The crocodile's eyes glowed as he said, "Although I admire their courage, I cannot let unqualified students continue to slack off in Hunter School. I need to make them understand that courage is not everything, only strength can represent everything. They will naturally come to realize this later on. What I am doing now is actually saving them. After all, on the battlefield, where life and death are at stake, there is no room for even a little carelessness or mistake! Tomorrow, I have decided to start with the subject of Gunfire and Bullets."

  "Alright, go ahead and do it!"; Odie Joe patted the alligator on the shoulder: "I've already informed the doctor at Hunter School, everyone will be on standby tomorrow! And the blood bank's blood stock is also sufficient for each of them to undergo a major blood transfusion."

  Principal Ouyang Jia knew that being cruel to them now was being kind to their future, and being kind to them now was being cruel to their future!

  The strong survive, this is the eternal and unchanging truth of nature!

  "By the way, what are you planning to do tonight?" Principal Otsuka said: "After half a month of special training, some team members have become strong, but I'm afraid they can't withstand your test in this subject of gunfire and hail of bullets."

  "General, rest assured, I understand what you mean. Tonight, I will conduct anti-prisoner-of-war training on them, let them experience the taste of death once again. Those team members who are not physically and mentally strong enough will be eliminated. Tomorrow, those who appear on the training ground will absolutely be the best among them."

  "Anti-POW Training" is another "classic dish" in the Hunter School training. It makes all team members more realistically experience death.

  In the dead of night, team members were still asleep in their dreams when suddenly a group of armed men burst into the dormitory, covering each of their faces and then dragging them deep into the forest with cars. After getting off the bus, the first thing they encountered was toxic gas. Without any protection or preparation, the team members were completely exposed to the toxic gas for 3 minutes. Some team members could not bear such torture and dropped out of training.

  Secondly, they are beaten to death. After being poisoned by the gas, armed men will kick and punch them until they have their last breath.

  Those team members who are not determined and physically weak will absolutely not be able to hold on.

  "Great, I can rest assured with you handling it!" Principal Ochiai was very satisfied with the crocodile's arrangement.