In fact, the vast majority of those eliminated were special police officers outside of the Xiangzhou exchange mbers.
The first item in Qiu Junrong’s training was physical fitness.
Start with a three-kiloter run to "warm up."
After experiencing "heart rate drift" that leads to further heart rate spikes, exhaustion, and lots of sweating, then cos the routine basic physical training, such as pull-ups, push-ups, sit-ups, and then start practicing Capture Fist, grappling combat and other routine exercises.
On ordinary days, this was nothing difficult for the assault team officers, but right now everyone hadn’t recovered from last night’s altitude sickness and it’s the end of December, with temperatures in the Bian Ga region around minus 17 degrees in the mornings and evenings.
A brisk inhale, the cold air pierces the lungs, even triggering coughing.
After the morning’s exertions, utterly exhausted, Gao Bo wished he could bury his head in the rice bowl during lunch break.
"This Mr. Qiu seems quite humorous and easy-going, but he’s really ruthless in training us!"
"I said before, with food this good, the training must be tough."
"If we’re worn out now, we’ll be tougher in action." Liu Weijun patted Zhou Yang on the shoulder.
Just as Gu Ji had originally predicted, despite Monk claiming he had the worst physical fitness among the Dragon and Tiger Assault Team, by the end of the morning exercises, he was the only one not panting and restless, even stronger than Zhou Yang who was least affected by altitude sickness, showing no signs of fatigue on his face.
In the afternoon, finally switching from physical training to shooting.
Led by Lei Changyuan.
Unexpectedly, his first lesson started from basic pistol skills, even down to gripping, chambering, reloading, and clearing jams—skills regular police officers would know.
Nevertheless.
Gu Ji still learned so new handgun techniques from Lei Changyuan’s teaching.
Jinbang’s counterterrorism has always been at the forefront in the Xia Kingdom, with the special tactical unit being one of the few quasi-military special police forces in the public security system with all-weather regional combat capability and field arrest competence, equivalent to a special reconnaissance team.
Many shooting techniques on the move and from behind obstacles are at least one or two levels ahead of police academies and other regions.
This is what Gu Ji once said, the difference between the practical faction and the academic faction.
The forr will always lead the latter.
o’clock in the afternoon.
Qiu Junrong led everyone to the special operations team’s equipnt depot, looking at the dazzling array of equipnt, Gao Bo was so envious, he was practically drooling.
In addition to conventional light weapons, they were equipped with dostic anti-material rifles, CS/LR4 7.62mm sniper rifles, helt displays, individual imaging and three-way communication radio GPRS modules, and even the rare dostic corner shot rifle.
He gave everyone 15 minutes to gear up.
The Jinbang Special Operations Team is equipped with the QBZ95B-1 short automatic rifle.
Compared to the regular 95-1, it has removed the traditional rifle stock, greatly shortening the weapon’s length, especially suitable for use in narrow spaces and complex terrain environnts, eting almost all the requirents for CQB: strong firepower, short length, light weight, and easy maneuverability, so it’s mainly equipped for reconnaissance, special forces, and ard police special police.
Of course, it also has many flaws.
Such as inconvenient optical sighting and being too close to the smoke source when shooting, etc.
With excitent, Gao Bo donned the full set of new equipnt, clad in all-black bulletproof vests, tactical chest rig, gloves, knee and elbow pads, making his already muscular physique look strong like a bull.
Then, fully ard, everyone gathered at the parking lot.
Qiu Junrong directly ordered them onto the bus, moving them to the outskirts, just when everyone thought they were about to begin training on field arrest tactics, unexpectedly.
He shouted out the most dreaded sentence for everyone so far:
"Everyone disembark, ard cross-country run for 5 kiloters!!"
"Holy shit! They’re going to train us to death..."
...
Qiu Junrong was using the physical training standards of the army and ard police, rigidly applying them to these public security special police.
By the end, Gu Ji didn’t even know how he managed to hang on.
The most crucial thing is, this hellish physical training perated their every day, so much so that co New Year’s holiday, Wu Kang, Zhou Yang, Zhao Hua, none of them wanted to go out, they just wanted to lie down and rest in the dormitory beds.
Fortunately, over ti, Gu Ji adapted to life in high-altitude areas.
Under Qiu Junrong’s hellish training, his cardiovascular circulation improved from 16.4 to 16.9, effectively saving one enhanced attribute point.
This couldn’t help but make him feel like he was benefiting for free.
With the cafeteria’s unlimited food supply, he was willing to train there for a year!
Northern Myanmar, Kokang Region.
New Jinyuan Building.
Screams of different tones and levels of misery continuously echoed from the second floor of the basent.
"Kan, kanben..."
In the dark and damp cell, Tangben Xiuyi shook the tal bars frantically, pleading with his cracked lips word by word, and finally even banged his head against them desperately.
"Mr. Wa, he says he’ll say anything if he’s given drugs."
"Take him to the interrogation room."
"Yes!"
The thug opened the cell door despite the foul stench, carefully avoiding the ss on the floor, grabbing the emaciated Tangben Xiuyi from the ground.
Having endured over a month of torture, he was already unrecognizable, with disheveled hair and tattered clothes, his left foot shattered by Wa Xueming was only wrapped with a bundle of gauze, constantly oozing blood.
It’s hard to imagine, this was once a core mber of Japan’s second-largest designated violent syndicate.
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