Chapter 127

After an hour, those whose skin temperature had dropped three or four degrees from the cold water shock, and who were shivering in the night wind like Parkinson's patients, were finally allowed to return to their tents to continue sleeping.

Wang Yanbing, while wiping his body with a towel, said to the three:

I thought it would be something big, but after all this fuss it's just making us take a collective shower—what kind of training is this? I guess the Warrior School is nothing special; it's nowhere near as fearsome as the legends say.

Liu Xiaotian didn't look up, just lightly said: 'You've already forgotten the live rounds in the magazine that quickly?'

Wang Yanbing immediately fell silent.

Actually, he also knew that the Warrior School's reputation among militaries worldwide certainly wasn't that simple.

But this water-squirting game is really a bit boring.

Or is it like directly making you go rock-climbing on seaside cliffs?

At first glance, it's a wrong version!

While they were eating that French-style big meal, all personal belongings in the tents were taken away, leaving each person only a set of training uniform without rank insignia, similar to what the Warrior School soldiers wear.

Five minutes to eat, twenty-five minutes of short break.

Even Liu Xiaotian felt the pain for three days straight, to the point where he doubted his legs could even stand on their own. This shows how intense the Warrior School's physical training is.

But just as the assembly whistle blew and the soldiers quickly finished lining up, before training had even begun, a Warrior School soldier suddenly rushed up to the Chief Instructor and whispered something in his ear.

In fact, it wasn't even morning yet, because after those soldiers had gone back to sleep for another one and a half hours—namely, at 4:30 a. m. —the wake-up whistle suddenly sounded.

Nobody complained; they immediately got up, dressed in their gear, assembled, and began their first day of training at the Warrior School.

The four of them had heard the term 'fatigue period' since the day they enlisted; later, after being selected for the Red Blood Cell Group's special training, they heard most often about 'high-intensity training.'

But nobody knew this! After half a month of training, Liu Xiaotian roughly summed up the Warrior School's training method:

Breakfast at 7:30, lunch at 12:30, dinner at 6:30.

And it's the kind without safety ropes.

Anyway, when you think you've given it your all but still can't meet the standard, they always have a way to 'help you' unleash the 'potential' in your body…

In the current physical training, none of the subjects follow a gradual progression; there's no such thing as a 'fatigue period.'

At that moment, Liu Xiaotian seemed to see Fan Tianlei's expression when he announced the final roster for the Red Blood Cell Group.

But from the next morning onward, that guy completely shut down.

Fifteen minutes later, the Chief Instructor returned to the front of the formation, now holding a folder.

They at least get cornbread to eat in that Amazon movie, but these people only get one egg each in the morning and evening, a fully cooked beef patty for lunch, and otherwise just a bun stuffed with a small lump of tasteless paste that resembles salad dressing.

And they get only one such bun each in the morning and evening.

The Chief Instructor immediately ordered the troops to stand by, then got into a convertible luxury car and sped off.

Aside from mealtimes, there is no food to eat.

From 4:30 a. m. to 9:00 p. m., each of the three meals gets thirty minutes. The general routine is similar to what Liu Xiaotian and the others had previously undergone, starting with physical training.

But only after they had endured the first half month of physical training at the Warrior School did they truly get a taste of what 'high-intensity' training really means.

But when he happened to turn his head and saw four or five small sailboats approaching on the water, after gulping two mouthfuls of salty seawater, his speed instantly surged.

From the Chief Instructor's expression, Liu Xiaotian could read nothing, but he had a vague premonition deep down.

The truly extreme part is the eight-hundred-meter armed swimming training.

Five minutes to smoke, twenty minutes to sleep—basically enough to keep one's spirits up for a morning.

Their own uniforms weren't confiscated, but they weren't allowed to wear them before leaving the Warrior School.

Of course, the sharks' mouths are all tied shut, so they can't actually injure the trainees.

Because after the first day's training ended, everyone was brought to an open space in front of a four-story building, the floors were announced, and then they were allowed to go inside to find the bunks labeled with their names.

Is repeatedly charging up a roughly seventy-degree slope on the mountain considered strength training? Give me a break.

The lifeboat is stationed a few dozen meters away; if you fall in, it's no big deal—you'll be fished out within two minutes and definitely won't drown, just a matter of swallowing a bit more or less seawater.

But the training intensity is simply incomparable.

And even this isn't the most 'extreme' part.

As for the food… it's better not to talk about it.

As for the training…

In other words, aside from the uniform of their own national military, all their personal belongings were confiscated.

One morning half a month later, after Liu Xiaotian and the three others had just finished breakfast, they sat back-to-back on the sand, each lighting a cigarette, eyes closed, enjoying the first of the three rare twenty-five-minute breaks in the day.

Other than that, everything else is training time.

Like hiding chocolate in the movies? Absolutely impossible!

As for whether anyone had secretly stashed food beforehand… that's also utterly impossible.

That was Liu Xiaotian's first close-up sight of a shark! Each group of twenty, starting from a point two meters deep from the shore, the boat travels eight hundred meters out to sea, after which the soldiers jump in and swim back.

In swimming, Liu Xiaotian has always been weak; he never had swimming training in Wolf Fang either, so naturally he couldn't keep up speed-wise.

Wang Yanbing that guy started complaining of muscle soreness after the first day of training, and it took him half a month to get past that fatigue period.

The Chief Instructor consecutively called out the names of over a dozen people, including Cha Cai and Lin Yuan, who comes from the same country as him.

The moment he heard the name 'Lin Yuan,' Liu Xiaotian confirmed his earlier guess! This sudden situation was for the sake of Xiezi.

Xiezi's purpose in coming was to target Cha Cai, who is on good terms with He Chen Guang.

Unlike the script, the participants in the Warrior School are missing Gong Jian and Chen Shanming, but have added him, Liu Xiaotian.

(End of chapter)