Chapter 566 Soldier, do you recruit or not?
Zhuang Yan never thought that he would be buried alive in this life.
I have watched this job on TV and movies before, but I never dreamed that it would happen to me.
Buried alive?
Isn’t that a mess that only gangsters and the Japanese do in the movie?
At the beginning, Zhuang Yan held a trace of hope.
He thinks this is just training, right?
He even felt that Han Zixiu was actually scaring himself. Perhaps until the last moment, Han Zixiu would choose to give up.
But things quickly exceeded my expectations.
His face was covered with black cloth, and someone pressed the cloth on his forehead with his hands, covering his eyes.
Then I heard the rustling sound of shoveling soil, followed by shovels of sand and soil falling on my body.
That feeling...
Have you tried the feeling of being buried alive in the sun?
That's not fun at all.
When the soil covers its body, the solemn is not panicked; when the soil burys its thighs, the solemn is not panicked; when the soil begins to fall on the face...
In fact, Zhuang Yan was a little panicked, and he started to curse.
"Fuck--"
But as soon as I opened my mouth, sand leaked into my mouth.
Then someone asked loudly: "Soldier, will you be able to do it?"
In the chaos, Zhuangyan didn't even remember anyone's voice.
Then someone was intimidating: "They really bury you alive! You can stop telling me!"
The man said as the sand and soil fell down...
Zhuangyan felt the weight on her chest. Although the pit was only half a meter deep, it was enough to bury herself alive.
If it were in the past, Zhuangyan might be able to calm down and think about whether King Han Yan really buried himself.
But now, after a whole night and a full 20 hours of tossing, Zhuang Yan has long been in a state of lack of judgment in his eyes.
escape!
I want to escape myself!
This is the only thought in my mind.
Sternly struggled, trying to break free from the soil and trying to break free from the veterans holding their hands.
In the end, he failed.
Their hands and feet are tied up, which is almost no different from the crabs tied up on the market.
The crab usually walks sideways, but once tied up, it immediately becomes a fool and can't move.
Zhuangyan now realized what it means to be called "every day should not be called "the earth is not effective".
Only two words -
despair!
In chaos and despair, Zhuangyan felt that she was really going to die this time.
He believed that Han Yanwang, the lunatic, would really bury himself.
"Soldier! Will you come up immediately!"
For a moment, Zhuang Yan really thought of giving up. The word "tell" was wandering around his mouth, but it was actually too simple to spit it out.
But there is something that is invisible and indescribable and unclear that is blocking one's own words.
As if it is said, it will be more important than losing your life.
Zhuang Yan has fallen on the verge of losing his mind, and suddenly, a familiar text comes out of his mind for no reason—
Climb out and give you freedom!
I long for freedom, but I also know very well-
How can a human body be crawled out of a dog's hole?
This text was read by Zhuang Yan in elementary school, but suddenly came out of his mind and shuddered himself.
This poem comes from the poem written by the martyrs in prison, praising freedom and dignity, loyalty and betrayal, fearlessness and sacrifice.
Zhuang Yan seemed to suddenly wake up, jumped out of the room and saw the whole situation clearly.
"I'll get you paralyzed!"
When the voice repeated the "If you want to move, I'll pull you up..." again, Zhuang Yan began to curse again.
The soil had been buried on the solemn head, and suddenly the world became quiet.
The solemn chest kept rising and falling, and the heart beat faster than if it ran twice and ten kilometers.
He could hear his breathing sound.
However, the surroundings were extremely quiet.
After a long time, a familiar voice said coldly: "Dig him out."
Then there was a lot of digging the soil.
What's different this time is that the soil on my body gradually decreases, and the solemnity is like a ginseng hidden underground, and it is dug up again.
"Come on! Rookie!"
That was the voice of veteran He Bing.
"You have passed this level."
Passed?
Zhuangyan pulled off the black cloth from his head, and the sunlight made him close his eyes again in an instant.
I slowly looked around and there was a guy who was still buried not far away, half of whom had been buried.
A veteran squatted by the pit and kept asking loudly, just like before.
"Soldier! Just call me! I'll pull you up immediately if I call me, otherwise they will really bury you alive!"
The three veterans at the edge of the pit looked at each other and smiled at each other.
Then stand up and mess with other team members.
Before leaving, He Bing patted heavily on his solemn shoulders.
"Rookie! There is a species!"
Sitting solemnly, she was covered in mud and water, and the water mixed with mud, she was like a beggar chicken who was about to be sent into a jar.
He reached out and grabbed a handful of his head, all of which were wet mud.
Han Zixiu came over and said to him: "Soul, this matter is not over yet, there are still 50 hours."
After saying that, I left.
Sitting solemnly in the pit, sat foolishly for a while, then suddenly the person fell backwards and lay in the soft soil seeds. Looking up at the blue sky, I felt that even this little blue color made people feel extremely comfortable, free and comfortable.
In less than twenty seconds, the snoring, as shocking as thunder, immediately rang out of the pit.
At this time, Zhuang Yan didn't even have time to think about the joy of getting through this level, nor did she think about the danger before, and she fell asleep...
Too tired...
Zhuangyan muttered to herself before falling asleep.
"Get up! What to sleep?"
Zhuang Yan had just lie down and didn't sleep for a minute, and someone immediately discovered that he was actually sleeping.
"Two soldiers come and carry him up and take him to the river."
Zhuang Yan was dragged by someone.
In fact, I also felt it in the hazy state, but he didn't want to move or struggle. Now every effort is extremely precious to him.
Let them do whatever they like.
The solemnity is awakened by cold water.
There was a beach beside the reservoir, where everyone was gathered, and the squad leader directly used a washbasin to rush to his head.
The weather was only twelve or three degrees. When the cold water was poured, the wind blew, and it bounced from the ground with a solemn scream.
Soon, twenty people were gathered together and lined up.
"All follow the command, go forward five steps!"
Although he was exhausted, everyone subconsciously walked forward five steps after hearing the order.
This is the effect of training, which penetrates deep into the bone marrow. Even if you take off your military uniform and return to the place, and hear commands like "stand firm", you still subconsciously want to do that move.
After five steps, the person has already walked into the water.
The cold water overflowed the calf...
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In this chapter, I saw that there are more than 40 monthly tickets to reach the 880 votes for the fifth update. You are really very strong, and I almost couldn't stand it. Fortunately, it didn't exceed 880. I put it in the draft box first, and wait for you to surpass me and then update it.
ps: It's 23:00 now. I didn't expect that you really voted for 880 votes... Fortunately, I was prepared...
Chapter completed!