This group of rebellious Special Forces soldiers, who had thought that it was an impossible mission, lowered their heads in sha. This was not the first ti mu Yuan had been lectured, but this was the first ti he felt as if countless worms were constantly drilling out of his body. Instructor Jack did not ntion any nas, but he felt that these words were directed at him. He had used his little tricks and glossed over the training.
The training program in the country was also very perverted. Every task was very difficult, but he could endure it. He never complained about it, nor did he use any tricks. He had been training with all his heart. Why did he rebel this ti?
Jack saw that mu Yuan's head was lowered, and his ears and neck were all red. He took a deep breath and said calmly,"half of the new students this ti are not our citizens. Do you know how difficult the training program for the seals and the Delta anti-terror Task Force is? Do you know how much ti our country's Special Forces spend on training in a year? Do you know why your country's ability to survive under the sa conditions is not as good as ours? "Because every ti we train, we use real guns and live ammunition. The West Point training program is only the basic training program. If you can't even do this, you don't have the qualifications to be selected for our seal and Delta Forces. The training for Special Forces and anti-terrorism was different from that of the police, investigators, and Criminal Police. This was because the terrorists and assassins we faced might have also grown up in rigorous training day after day, year after year. Endurance, endurance, and ntal endurance were more important than your fighting skills, marksmanship, and brain. When facing an enemy, no matter how fast your brain moves, it can't be faster than his bullet. "
Jack thought, this was the first ti in his mory that he had said such a long sentence, other than a speech and an oath.
"I'll rember that. " He looked at mu Yuan and said firmly,"there are no shortcuts in survival training!"
The training ti for this program was four hours. Jack said,"rest for five minutes and continue training!"
"Yes!"
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Jack walked to the side and took a record book. He recorded their performance today and directly deducted five points from mu Yuan. The Deputy instructor ca over and said,"you're the acting instructor. Why do you care if they are strict? this small team is made up of citizens of other countries. It's their business if they like to play tricks. After a year of training, they will pack up and leave. Everyone will be happy. They're not our soldiers. Why do you put in so much effort? who knows, they might not appreciate it."
Jack didn't even raise his head."It's their business whether they appreciate it or not. It's my business whether I'm responsible or not."
He was an instructor, and his responsibility was to teach them how to co back alive from the battlefield.
"That kid is throwing a tantrum."
"Who is it?"
"Mu Yuan, do you have a special opinion of him?" The assistant Instructor asked. Jack followed the assistant instructor's gaze and looked over. Mu Yuan seed to be peeking at him. When he saw him looking over, he turned his gaze away as if nothing had happened. He stood at the edge of the cliff alone, as if he was facing the wall, but also as if he was ashad.
"I don't have any opinion about him,"
Jack lowered his head. This first lieutenant's professional ability was not bad. He was outstanding in all aspects, but he had a flaw. He was too clever. His mind was too active. As he said, fighting might have skills, but survival training had no shortcuts.
He would teach him what a real soldier was!
What kind of professional ability and survival skills should a real anti-terrorism soldier, a real Special Forces soldier, have?
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