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This atmosphere is very unfair. A person’s most afraid of losing confidence, especially when facing the elimination of life and death training at this moment. After looking at He Tianbing, Ning Caichen felt that he wanted to stimulate him. No matter what, it is a blessing to be together in the blood-thorn training camp. Moreover, over the days, everyone has similar temperaments and has gotten along well.

But before Ning Caichen could speak, Yu Linglong stood up suddenly. Lingmei's eyes glared at him and shouted at He Tianbing: "He Tianbing, look at your bear, you are not as good as two of us women. If you don't wait until you go back tomorrow, you will be a woman. Do you have any seeds?"

He Tianbing glanced at Yu Linglong. He had no interest in quarreling with him on weekdays. Seeing his teammates die in front of him, blood stained the training ground red. That feeling was too heavy for anyone. Although he had been a soldier and had been training for quite a long time, it was the first time he saw blood.

Ma Qianghu patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, any strength is based on enough effort. No one can succeed for no reason. Since he is here, he must make a comeback, otherwise wouldn't it be underestimated by others?"

He Tianbing sighed and said, "I know I shouldn't be discouraged, but look at it. Now it's just the second stage of training. It's so bloody. Even if I escape today, I don't know what I will encounter tomorrow. I really don't know what the two coaches think. Today's training has too many deaths."

Xu Xingxing didn't say anything for a long time, but at this time, he looked up and had a cigarette in his mouth. The smoke was shrouded in smoke, which seemed to make people unable to see the expression on his face, and it felt very mysterious.

"Last year, I and my three buddies carried out a top-secret military mission. On weekdays, the four of us were the top experts in the same military region and were quite proud. We always thought that there was nothing we could do in the world that we could not handle. But as a result, all three of them died and died in front of me. Only I survived. At that moment, I was very helpless and I hated myself a little."

The voice was a little choked and sad, but in the iron-blooded contest, all this was useless. Everyone valued strength, so the loser could only bear all the consequences in pain. I have to say that Xu Xingxing is a person with a story, although everyone has never asked.

"As long as we don't give up, we can do our best. In the end, He Tianbing, you should learn from Caichen." Liu Wanyu, who has always not known how to comfort others, actually said this, breaking the atmosphere created by Xu Xingxing. For a moment, everyone was full of fighting spirit.

Ning Caichen stretched out his hand and said, "We are the strongest ladies, and we can definitely pass this level. Come on, we will work together and never give up."

Putting one hand up one by one represents an endless fighting spirit.

The same is true for He Tianbing. At this moment, he felt a little warm. At this moment, he was so happy that it was indeed a thing worthy of happiness to have so many comrades comforting him.

No matter how He Tianbing's psychological adjustment was, there was not much time for him. The next morning, another round of base training began. Facing the indifferent instructor Qinglong, the entire team was extremely quiet. Qinglong's eyes swept, as if he had seen everyone, and finally spoke in a deep voice: "In the next training, more people will die. Now I will give you a choice, you can leave."

The voice fell and started again: "This will be the last time until the end of the training, either passing or dying, and you will not have a second chance."

Strong strength is the dream that every man desires, but not everyone can face death. The soldiers in the training camp did not expect that Qinglong was so compassionate and could choose to quit.

At that moment, He Tianbing felt a sense of urgency. He really longed for liberation, but he held it back.

The eight people withdrew and became deserters in full view of the public. Although they might have survived, everything about them has ended and died. Such people are not worthy of becoming super warriors at all.

Qinglong smiled, smiling coldly, and winked at the strong wind. The strong wind was like the wind and flashed. Only a few "pa" sounds were heard. The eight people who were about to withdraw who had not yet come to their senses had fallen down. They died and died in front of everyone.

Qinglong's expression remained unchanged, and he said disdainfully to the eight corpses underground: "Sorry, I lied to everyone just now. In fact, since you signed a life-and-death contract and walked into this place, you will not have any chance to quit midway, unless it is death. So I will teach you a lesson now. Don't trust others too much. The only person in this world who can believe is you yourself."

Qinglong turned around, not thinking that the eight living lives disappeared at this moment, leaving only one sentence: "The training begins."

Qianfeng said with blood in his eyes, "Your strength is far from enough. Only by forcibly inspiring the fusion of love and hate, only these two emotions can have powerful power. When you become strong, you can challenge me or even kill me. Is it just you who can do it?"

Arrogance is the real arrogance, but at this time, no one dares to speak, and absolutely no one dares to anger the authority of these two instructors.

"Regroup, queue again, and five minutes later, the hell test starts again, good luck for everyone."

This indifference and disdain is an extreme insult to the people in the Bloodstorm Training Camp, but the strength, superiority, weakness, is a truth that has not changed since ancient times, and they cannot accept it.

He Tianbing took a deep breath. If he couldn't stand the temptation just now, he would have become a dead person at this moment. Even if his father was a powerful senior in the army, he would probably not be able to save him in this blood-stinging training camp.

But at this time, he and those who had lost their faith knew that they had no way out.

In the tent, looking through the small window, watching the recombined team enter the automatic training circle again, Qinglong didn't say a word, but the strong wind standing behind him was a little weak and pale. He killed eight people in one go, and was still his own training team member. As an instructor and an assistant coach, he couldn't bear it.

There is still a big gap between him and Qinglong.

"Are you a little heartache?" Qinglong turned around and said in a cold voice: "You are a soldier. You should know that the discipline of a soldier, a promise of a thousand yuan, and the life and death agreement you have made is definitely not fun, and they are really naive. If the blood-thorn training camp is so easy to enter and exit, it will not be called a blood-thorn."

Qianfeng opened his mouth, a little bitter. Those who could come in through the back door were definitely not simple. It can be said that he would be criticized a lot after this blood-thorn training camp, but now, he has no chance to regret it. The only thing that makes him regret is how he became Qinglong's assistant coach.

The Blood Thorn Training Camp has been established for 20 or 30 years, and it is a batch every two years. More than ten people have graduated from here. It is undeniable that these people have now become the most powerful group of people in the army. They are determined, brave and powerful, so they also make the Blood Thorn Training Camp have supreme authority and glory in the army. However, the biggest elimination of the previous training was only 50%. However, in this period, Qianfeng had a secret estimate in his heart that it would be lucky to have twenty percent passed.

It wasn't his turn to think too much, Qinglong's cold voice sounded again: "Level 10 base training, level 1, eighteen months, I don't want to waste too much. Even if they are a sheep, I will train them into wolves. Let them all become dead people if the rest!"

Only Qinglong can say such cold-blooded words.

In the past, it was upgraded to one level a month. The difficulty of automatic training with modern program control was very clear. At that tenth level, even the strong wind could not guarantee that it could be spent 100% safely. Now it has been upgraded to one level a level a day in just one week. Qianfeng really wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak up. He just silently wished these young students in his heart, hoping that they would have good luck.

It was indeed their misfortune to meet the instructor Qinglong.

Ning Caichen, Ma Qianghu, Xu Xingxing, He Tianbing, and a few teammates who are good at relationships on weekdays are in the same group, of course, including two women, but in just a few minutes entering the training formation, a team member was injured and a bullet passed through his thigh. Fortunately, although he had shed a lot of blood, he did not lose his combat effectiveness.

Liu Wanyu helped bandage it, but the blood was still flowing. Yu Linglong beside him said anxiously: "This won't work. The blood flows so fast. Even if you pass through the training array, the blood will flow away."

The teammate's faces wrinkled together, glanced at several people and said, "Blood thorn is an iron pattern. Don't worry about me, I'll cover you up, you can break out, I don't want to harm everyone in a group because of me."

Ma Qianghu also frowned. At this time, throwing away his burden is the best way. After all, no one has much energy to save others here. The most important thing is to save yourself first.

Ning Caichen's brilliant eyes flashed, and he jumped like the wind and had already reached the eyes of several people. Just as the man was about to speak, Ning Caichen said, "Don't say it. Since everyone is a whole, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, don't give up. Come on, I'll help you stop the bleeding."

With such heavy training, Ning Caichen's spiritual power is of course getting stronger and stronger. Seeing this team with low morale, he seemed to be losing his fighting spirit rapidly, and he had to take on the responsibility that was not his own.

"Caichen------"

Ning Caichen smiled. At this moment, he was the only one who could laugh.

The spiritual power was hidden between his fingers. Ning Caichen took action like lightning, stopping the injured teammate's three thigh veins. Although he would slow down, the blood stopped. As long as he could follow him out of the ground formation, it was also very promising.

At such moments, a small favor is a huge favor. After all, everyone knows in their hearts how difficult it is to save their lives here.

"Caichen, thank you."

The blood was stopped. Although the leg was a little numb and inconvenient to move, the soldier stood up and shouted, "I just got bitten a hole. I don't believe it, and I can't get through this level."
Chapter completed!