Perhaps because of the lack of training and rest time during this period, Qin Chuan slept for more than ten hours at this sleep.

After waking up, I found that the plane was already on the airport runway.

Ten minutes later, Qin Chuan walked out of the airport under the leadership of the officer.

Venezuela speaks Spanish, including in the Hunter School, and is mainly Spanish and English.

Therefore, the special forces who come to participate in the training camp will learn some simple Spanish and English languages ​​before coming here.

However, Qin Chuan didn't need it at all. He was a top student and proficient in the eight languages.

His speaking Spanish and English is probably even smoother than what the locals say.

The person who came to pick up the plane was a soldier from the Venezuelan Ministry of Defense.

Although the Hunter School is a privately established school, it is also protected by the Venezuelan Ministry of Defense.

After all, the students in the Hunter School are taken by school instructors every year to fight against various pirates, drug lords and terrorists that threaten the country.

Venezuela naturally enjoys its success. It doesn’t have to sacrifice one soldier or another, and someone will help you kill the enemy. Why not do it?

"Where is there a team member?" After the officer leading the team asked after reading the ID to the soldier who picked him up.

"He had already set out to the assembly point two hours ago." The pick-up soldier replied: "We will take you there now and we will see you soon."

The officer leading the team nodded.

Soon, led by Venezuelan soldiers, Qin Chuan and the others came to a military airport, took a helicopter to the assembly point.

The assembly point is set up on a huge island.

At this time, a beach was full of tents, and a national flag was inserted on each tent.

Soon, Qin Chuan and the others found the Chinese flag.

"Look, another Chinese soldier comes!"

When the officer led Qin Chuan toward his country's tent, he immediately attracted the attention of foreign special forces around him.

"I haven't heard that the Chinese special forces are coming! Two more are coming this year. Could it be that they came here to make up the numbers, right?"

"No, the Chinese special forces are all boy scouts. Look at this, it's less than 1.8 meters tall, and there is no muscle at all. I guess I can't even block a punch."

"In the past decade, the Chinese special forces have participated twice, and the rankings are at the end. I guess the latter is afraid of being embarrassed and dare not send anyone else."

...

The foreign special forces who watched them all discussed with a smile.

These people are basically big, over 1.9 meters tall, and are basically black and white.

Along the way, Qin Chuan could hardly see a few Asians.

When Qin Chuan heard these people's discussions about the bad things about Chinese soldiers, he couldn't help but frowned and looked at them.

These foreign special forces soldiers saw Qin Chuan looking at him even more provocatively.

"How is it? Little brat? Don't agree? Let's fight if you don't agree! I promise to beat you so hard that you can get home to find your mother immediately!"

A white special forces soldier shouted at Qin Chuan.

As soon as these words came out, a burst of laughter came from the surroundings again.

Qin Chuan stopped and turned around and walked towards the white special forces soldier.

"Qin Chuan, what are you doing? Private fights are prohibited here! Otherwise, you will be disqualified from the selection immediately! Don't be impulsive!" The officer leading the team was anxious when he saw Qin Chuan walking over and quickly persuaded him.

Qin Chuan ignored the officer leading the team and still walked towards the white special forces soldier.

The white special forces soldier was stunned when he saw Qin Chuan dare to come over, and then followed him out with a sneer. "What's going on? Let's have a contest?"

The Venezuelan soldier in charge of security nearby rushed over to see the situation here and shouted: "What are you doing? Do you dare to fight here and want to be disqualified from the selection?"

"No!" Qin Chuan smiled at the soldier and said, "I just saw an old friend and went over to say hello."

"Old friend?" The soldier was stunned.

Qin Chuan had already arrived in front of the white special forces at this time.

"What's your name?" Qin Chuan asked lightly.

"Johnson, from the Second Battalion of the American Navy Seals, where are you? Little brat, you dare to come out to play before you weaned?" The white special forces soldier said with an arrogant smile.

"My name is Qin Chuan, a recruit from the Chinese army who has just been in the army for a few months." Qin Chuan said, extending his hand to Johnson, "I'm very happy to know you."

When the people around him heard this, they were slightly stunned and then burst into laughter again.

"I thought he was so cool. It turned out that he came here to surrender and beg for mercy!" The special forces around him laughed and mocked.

Johnson didn't expect Qin Chuan to surrender and beg for mercy. After a moment of silence, he happily stretched out his hand and held it with Qin Chuan, "That's right, Chinese little brat. For your sake, I will be in the Hunter School in the future..."

Before Johnson finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain coming from his palm, and his voice stopped in shock.

He felt like he was being clamped by huge iron pliers, and his bones seemed to be crushed.

He looked up at Qin Chuan, and saw that Qin Chuan was still looking at him with a calm smile, very friendly.

"You..." A hint of fear came out of Johnson's deep eyes.

Just as Johnson couldn't help but scream, Qin Chuan suddenly let go of his hand.

Johnson quickly withdrew his hand. After a while, he relieved it and found that his forehead and back had already sweated coldly due to the pain.

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Did you remember me? It doesn't matter if you don't remember."

Qin Chuan stretched out his middle finger and index finger with his right hand, pointed to his own eyes, and pointed to Johnson's eyes, "Just remember you! I promise that you will never forget my name for the rest of your life. See you during the selection."

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he turned around and left, very casually.

"Johnson, what's wrong with you?" the companion next to him walked up and asked.

"It's okay." Johnson looked at Qin Chuan's figure, shook his head, and his eyes still had a trace of fear.

"How come this Chinese monkey has such great strength? But do you think that if you have strong strength, you can beat me? I'm just awesome! I, Johnson, will sooner or later find you to avenge you!" Johnson said viciously in his heart.

After walking more than thirty meters forward, Qin Chuan came to the Chinese tent.

At this time, there was a man standing at the door of the Chinese tent. He had a national head, a strong face, nearly nine in height, and had explosive muscles all over his body, which was comparable to those foreign special forces soldiers.

Qin Chuan knew that he should be Zhao Hu from the Leihu Special Forces of the Beijing Military Region.

Qin Chuan was about to say hello to him, but before he could speak, Zhao Hu threw a single application in his hand on Qin Chuan and said coldly: "This is your automatic withdrawal application. Sign it immediately and get back to China immediately. You are a soft boy like you, don't deserve to represent the Chinese army to participate in the selection training camp!"

Qin Chuan: “…”—

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