From simple phenona, seeing through to the essence of things, this has always been Gu Tong’s mode of thinking.
It seems that this military training might very well involve simulations of sudden attacks, further honing these special forces trainees’ ability to react on the spot.
As special forces trainees, the missions they must undertake are extrely challenging, and without strong rapid response capabilities, they would be unable to handle ergencies, so this skill is absolutely critical.
It’s unclear how long they’ve been running, but Gu Tong’s feet also began to feel a bit uncomfortable. However, the pace of the main group hadn’t slowed, so she continued to follow at a steady pace. Yet, her eyes kept observing the officers’ movents, afraid of missing any crucial piece of information.
"Halt, rest on the spot!"
Lan Siming issued the order, but to the soldiers, it was simply music to their ears.
Finally receiving the order to rest, they were already drenched in sweat and parched. They all opened their military water bottles, drinking large gulps to replenish their lost strength.
The military training was originally ant to deal with all kinds of enemies and ergencies in nature, yet midway there was a tent prepared, said to be for the trainees to temporarily rest, which clearly had an ulterior motive, not aligning at all with the strict training they spoke of.
...
Inside the temporary rest tent.
Yuan Jianlan was lying on the ground resting but saw Gu Tong begin to scout inside and outside, seemingly looking for sothing important. Puzzled, she couldn’t help but ask, "Gu Tong... what are you looking for?"
Gu Tong didn’t respond, just continued her search, missing no detail for fear of overlooking any critical information.
"Are you a dog or sothing... needing to sniff out a new spot..." Yuan Jianlan, seeing that she wasn’t being acknowledged, said disgruntledly.
"Don’t you find it strange!" Gu Tong’s voice was steady, yet her words were an affirmative, as if she had already anticipated sothing.
"Strange about what?" Yuan Jianlan was puzzled.
"The the of this military training is to march with a load for fifty miles daily, and another is practical combat training. Just like you said, how can trainees who just completed a fifty-mile mountain hike engage in combat training again? Do the officers really want crippled trainees?"
"What’s so hard to understand about that? Isn’t it just about building willpower, making our bodies stronger," Yuan Jianlan clearly didn’t take this matter seriously, waving her hand dismissively.
Yang Yun furrowed her brows, yet she also felt that Gu Tong made sense, saying, "Gu Tong is right... not everyone is as physically strong as Yuan Jianlan to endure until now. Everyone is using up their last ounce of strength, let alone the upcoming exercises. Under such conditions, practical combat would essentially an we lay down our arms and surrender."
"Exactly!" Indeed, there are smart people, Gu Tong praised her, saying, "Moreover, I know about the training schedule for marching with a load. There’s absolutely no tent prepared for trainees along the way. Even when resting, it’s always outdoors. But now, the superiors have thoughtfully prepared a tent for us. What does that tell you!"
"The combat exercise has already started..." Yang Yun exclaid, her mouth hanging open in disbelief as she said, "But... but are the officers crazy? Scheduling a combat exercise temporarily equals a sneak attack, and the trainees are already in an extrely fatigued state. How can they resist... so..."
She didn’t even finish her sentence, swallowing the rest directly.
So... this is where the Student Kings gather, the special forces trainees’ battlefield is all about flexible tactics, selecting the best from the most rigorous, only then can elites be forged...
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