Use barbed wire as a reference, remind yourself where the cordon is at any time and make corrections at any time. But once there is no barbed wire, the reference object that can remind yourself to disappear will become a different appearance. Fifty centimeters are too easy to pass, it is a problem of slightly lifting your head. Even now, you can foresee the death that will appear later, which is absolutely inevitable.

"! It's so perverted. This is not something that people can do!" A special forces soldier cursed loudly: "The requirements for tactics in real combat are flexible, not so rigid! This is just a matter of sending people to die, it's a death!!!"

"Bad bastards, what do you think of our lives as? Do you think of them as a bed bug?"

“…”

Angry curses sounded, and more than a dozen special forces strongly condemned the selection subject. Because this is really going to die. If the barbed wire is still there, their reaction will not be that big, but if the barbed wire is not there, what is the difference between sending death? In addition, there is another point that they do not believe in those machine gunners at all. If a bullet is less than fifty centimeters, the consequence is that someone will be killed.

If this happens, who will be responsible? No one will be responsible. They will say that it is not their own mistake, because you raised your head. This is a distorted way, and it is not a little bit like a slight, which is unbearable.

This is not fear, it is just unbearable, unbearable, unbearable that the other party does not regard their lives as their lives!

"I quit! I'm going to sue!" A special forces soldier turned and left the queue.

"I quit too!"

"I quit!"

“…”

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen special forces soldiers chose to withdraw. When they chose to withdraw, a number of jeeps drove over and drove towards the flag field. Not long after, the national anthem sounded.

Hearing the national anthem, many people showed sadness and regret on their faces. They knew that perhaps the dozen special forces soldiers had already regretted the moment they saw the national flag drop and were already full of tears... The Hunter School can also treat impulses. When they go back, they probably will never act impulsively again...

"Is there anybody going to quit?" Shahua held the microphone and said in his unique somber voice: "I remind you again that when you start crossfire, you will lose the qualification to quit at any time, because my machine gun will not stop because of the withdrawal of a person. Either, exit now; or crawl over alive; or die inside. I believe that many smart people know how to choose, and I will give you a chance in thirty seconds of consideration."

If the person who chose to quit just now was impulsive, then choosing to quit now is rational once it starts and you will not be able to quit halfway!

Indeed, everyone is crossing the Fire, and it is absolutely impossible to stop because of one person. If someone chooses to exit one after another during the crossing, then do machine gun strafing stop one after another? What about those who do not choose to exit? Crossing the Fire is a completed process and cannot be divided into several times.

This is a relatively special link, which can only be completed in one go, and must not be stopped during the process. This has caused some special forces to fall into thinking, thinking whether they should withdraw now.

"I'll exit." A special forces soldier walked out of the queue and shrugged, "I want to try this kind of crossfire, but I'm not sure if I'll exit halfway. Fortunately, there are other people who have I quit."

"I also chose to quit. The price of trying was too high and I couldn't accept it."

“…”

Several special forces chose to quit and quit rationally.

Thirty seconds have come, and no one chooses to quit. Shahua announced that the Cross Fire has begun.

"Da da da...da da da..."

In an instant, violent machine guns sounded, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air. The field became a battlefield filled with smoke. The smell of gunpowder was wrapped in oxygen molecules and sucked into the lungs, which immediately exploded, crazily stimulating the exhausted special forces.

There is a battlefield ahead, and the real battlefield. If you can't climb over, you will die and you don't even have the qualification to quit!

"Quick! Divide into ten groups to pass, fast! fast! fast!" Marcas waved and shouted: "How low is it, just give me the same lowness. If you still want to go back and hug the soft and soft girls brag for them!"

The special forces immediately divided into ten groups and climbed into the fire position, whistling and whistling and crawling forward in a low position. They could clearly feel the airflow and heat of the warheads passing over their heads, and they clearly felt that death was so close to them. No one dared to raise his head a little, and everyone knew that maybe a little lift would blow their heads.

"Brother-in-law, follow me!" Han Hu shouted loudly, preparing to enter the line of fire.

This kind of training is not unfamiliar to him. He has also conducted such survival training in the Special A troops. In this environment, the only thing to do is to be calm and not be affected by the warheads above his head. Theoretically, a height of fifty centimeters can definitely make people climb over safely. Many people die in such places and become extremely unsatisfied.

If you ignore the warhead above your head, I'm afraid anyone can climb over at a specified height. But the bullets that keep passing are confusing and make people feel fearful, which leads to losing control of their behavior and eventually death.

"Your location is not here, your location is there." Makas stopped Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu, pointed to the position that was leaning against the side and said, "Where is your location."

No one else was planned, so they were planned. But Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu didn't have time to think too much, and immediately followed Marcas's to enter the most edge of the position. They didn't want to disobey the other party's orders. If they violated, this time it would be not as simple as entering the buzz room.

"Ah!! Why are nails and glass everywhere here, and there are even three-angle iron!"

As soon as they ran over, the two of them heard the angrily scolding of several special forces in the rain of bullets and saw the red blood oozing out of their bodies.

This position is full of various sharp weapons. When the human body crawls with the posture of rubbing the ground, it is immediately cut. This is a special care given to them and cannot be enjoyed in other areas.

Seeing this scene, Long Xiaoqi bit his teeth and crawled in.

The moment he crawled in, he groaned in pain: a piece of three-horned iron slashed hard on his big legs, and a wound that was at least ten centimeters long appeared. His hands were also bleeding from broken glass hidden under the soil, and even his arms...

God knows how many sharp weapons are placed in it. Is this the special care given to them?

"puff!"

A bunch of blood splattered on Long Xiaoqi's face. Through the blood redness, he saw a special forces soldier in front of him having his head blown up and he fell heavily to the ground...

Death began, starting in front of Long Xiaoqi!

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Chapter completed!