.yu cannot be made into a weapon without being carved.

Chen Duzhi said so much, and to summarize it, it is just the meaning of this sentence.

Strength does not refer to personal force. His biggest purpose is to hone his style. When a person has a calm and determined style, no matter what he does in the future, it will not be difficult to achieve success.

At least not going to cause trouble.

Ye Huan's sympathy is still too impetuous and jumpy. After all, it's too young. Ordinary young people can take advantage of their young capital to be arrogant and arrogant, but Ye Huan's background determines that he must be calm and courageous. He is not qualified to squander Qingchun. He is the eldest grandson of the Shen family, and a small action may bring glory or trouble to the Shen family.

This is also the reason why when Chen Duzhi proposed to send him into the military camp, the Shen family, including Zhou Rong, had no objection.

Everyone knew very well that sending him to the military camp to train was not to harm him, but to his good. This cold fifth uncle who always disliked his nephew actually hid his concern deep under his indifferent appearance, but Ye Huan didn't notice it.

Chen Duzhi has his own efforts, and Ye Huan has his own difficulties.

He was always worried about Qiao Mu's whereabouts. Although there was no clue at the moment. Although many people were busy looking for him these days, he really wanted to find her by himself. Even on the way to find her, it would be better than living without any hope now.

Yes, Ye Huan decided to leave the military camp. He was not afraid of hardships or minded being tempered, but it shouldn't be now. Now he has more important things to do.

Ye Huan was waiting for an opportunity to allow him to step over the military camp.

He Ping's training for him continued. The captain always had a stern face with a coffin face, even if he squeezed out a little smile, he looked like he was smiling and not smiling. He looked extremely yin-she, but he was not as stern as he was.

Ye Huan is getting better and better every day, carrying a weight of 5 kilometers, hanging up and down the hook ladder, climbing the wire mesh is no longer a problem, and the 400-meter obstacle run reached 1 minute and 50 seconds, although it is still 5 minutes away from the real passing standard

In seconds, but it is rare for him to achieve this result. He Ping turned a blind eye and counted that he passed. As for the throwing and push-up subjects, Ye Huan was only a little bit away from meeting the standard after fighting for his life. He Ping did not punish him for the first time, but nodded slightly, with a hint of smile on his face.

When Ye Huan asked He Ping nervously whether his training results were good, He Ping just replied indifferently, "It's okay."

After trying his best to train, Ye Huan felt a little discouraged.

But when the wolf in the same dormitory found out, he told him in shock that the "okay" in He Ping's mouth was already very impressive. They are professional special forces soldiers. No matter how good they achieved since they were trained, they could not get He Ping's evaluation, but instead called them garbage and messy because they were real sharp and were strictly selected from the reconnaissance brigades of various military regions across the country. They can be said to be the king of soldiers who have received very strict training. However, Ye Huan was different. Before Ye Huan entered the military camp, he was just an ordinary person who could achieve such results with all his might. He really deserved the "okay" evaluation in He Ping's mouth.

Training must continue.

Of course, it is not just about running, climbing wire, doing push-ups. A qualified special forces must learn all military skills, such as shè, fighting, computers, cars, planes, tanks, and even submarines.

After stumbled and barely met the passing standards of daily training, He Ping asked Ye Huan to officially enter the special forces training queue.

The next day is shè strike training.

At present, the special gun for special forces in my country is the 95g automatic rifle, a small-caliber rifle.

After completing the daily subjects in the morning, He Ping took the entire brigade to the shooting range north of the Cào field and sent Ye Huan a 95g rifle.

The black and slightly heavy rifle was held in his hand, and Ye Huan couldn't help but feel excited. This was the first time he had a real gun, and it was an automatic rifle. Looking at the dark and smooth rifle in his hand, Ye Huan was so excited that his palms were sweating.

The number of target hitting rings, Ye Huan was ranked third.

Nowadays, the technological development era is the era, and there are no soldiers on the shooting range waving a small red flag and calling out the target loudly. Instead, the electronic screen automatically displays the number of rings.

After a burst of gunfire like a bean, the two rows in the front were finished. It was Ye Huan's turn to start checking the magazines and guns. Seeing the comrades next to him lowered their heads and checked them carefully, Ye Huan didn't know how to check them, but he made a serious move and checked them in a pretentious manner for a while. Following He Ping's order, the third row soldiers lay down and prepared to attack.

Ye Huan had long been accustomed to orders, and threw himself into the dust without hesitation. He stroked the slightly cold butt stock with his palm. The moment he threw him down, a very strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

I have a real guy in my hand now. It’s not easy to come up with a camp? Just turn the gun and point the gun at He Ping’s head, are you afraid that he won’t let me go?

It's a god-given opportunity!

As soon as this strange idea came out, Ye Huan was so excited that she shivered all over.

Looking at Ye Huan's life, he learned from Lei Feng, worked as a kidnapper, and worked as a hooligan. He had done a lot of good and bad things, but the field of holding a colonel officer with a gun is still blank and has yet to be filled.

As long as He Ping is held hostage, are you still afraid of not being able to get out?

Ye Huan's eyes, which were trembling all over, had a shiver of excitement. Although his eyes were staring at the target hundreds of meters away, his heart flew to He Ping, who was less than two meters behind him, turned around and turned around. He raised his gun, pulled the bolt, and then roared like a bandit at the end of the road! "Put down the gun, otherwise I will tear the ticket!"

All actions only require a bell.

What a perfect plan.

Ye Huan couldn't help but praise her genius head.

When Ye Huan was about to implement this perfect plan, something not perfect happened at this moment.

With a light "click" sound behind him, Ye Huan found that the back of his head was hit by a black and cold pistol.

He Ping's extremely calm voice came from his ears: "Concentrate on shooting, don't think about it, and don't play dangerous movements, otherwise you will pay a heavy price." Ye Huan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were wet.

What kind of fucking monster is this Captain ***?

Putting down the gun, Ye Huan lay on the ground and raised his hands high, and said in a vocal voice: "Captain, don't be impulsive, I surrender!"

He Ping's pistol was still pressing against the back of his head and said lightly: "You didn't let you surrender, put the gun in front of you, look ahead, and prepare to attack.

Ye Huankang cried out: "Captain, stop playing with me. Everyone is a man. How unfair you can use a guy to push me against me. Everyone is watching us."

"I don't mind."

"…Captain, I heard that your gun had turned on the insurance, be careful of the fire."

“Under normal circumstances, there will be no fire.”

Ye Huan raised his hands high, turned his head to look at his stunned comrades with tears in tears: "Is anyone willing to act bravely?"

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Brother... I'll be surprised if I call the police."

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This time, the target shooting broke several records of the Blue Sword Special Team.

Ye Huan is the first special forces soldier in history to be shot by the captain with a gun on the back of his head.

With ten guns and 18 rings, Ye Huan is the most influential special forces soldier in history. There are many reasons for his psychological quality. No matter who is pointed at the target with a gun, his grades will not be very good.

Ye Huan was the first special forces soldier to surrender at the gun, and the most backbone special forces soldier in history.

Another thing is that Ye Huan was the first special forces soldier to faint at the shooting range. Because He Ping's gun went off after shooting the target. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the bullets shot the land next to Ye Huan's head, only 1 cm away from his head...

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The weather is warm, and the warm sunshine shines on people. The sky comes as promised and repeats itself.

Capital Airport.

A strong figure walked out of the passage, carrying a simple luggage, and walked out of the waiting hall.

This is a young man, in his twenties, with a bright and kind smile on his face, and his manners are polite and gentle. The distance between each step and the angle of his arm swing is exactly the same, as if he has used a ruler to measure it, and it can be seen that he has received a very good education since childhood.

Carrying a simple black briefcase, the young man stood in the waiting hall, unbuttoned a button of his coat, and walked slowly out.

Outside the waiting hall, a black Audi car was waiting quietly. A middle-aged man in a black suit saw the young man coming out, and smiled respectfully and politely, and drove the car with a slightly bent body and said, "Young Master Rui, welcome you back to Beijing."

Young Master Rui was Shen Rui, who was sent to Shen Duli for being sent to the poor county in the northwest.

He walked out of the hall and came to the car. The warm sunlight made Shen Rui narrow his eyes slightly, and his fair skin also showed a little blush.

Shen Rui did not rush to get into the car, but spread his arms and stretched his waist with satisfaction, and a depressed aura in his xiong was wiped out.

Slowly looking around the familiar grass and trees around the airport, Shen Rui had a faint smile on his face, but a little bit of depression flashed in his eyes.

He sat into the Audi car without saying a word, and the car closed gently, the low engine sound started, and the car drove Shen Rui towards the city.

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The experience at the shooting range made Ye Huan more determined to leave the military camp.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he began to plan carefully.

Every time He Ping looked at him, his eyes were full of sarcasm. He even told Ye Huan more than once that with Ye Huan's current individual skills, if he wanted to get out of this military camp, his success rate was basically zero. He picked out a person from the military camp. Even the sentry standing at the entrance of the mén could knock Ye Huan down with one hand, and then beat him up so much that he didn't even know him.

Ye Huan felt very angry, and at the same time he was dejected to find out that this was the truth.

If you want to rush out of the military camp with brute force, and use "Kun's Crack to shake the big tree", you have already seriously praised his Kun's Crack.

To be able to be smart can only be driven by wisdom.

How to get it?

Ye Huan had a huge plan in his mind.

This time, I have to plan carefully. I guess He Ping will kill him if he stays here.

Two days later, Ye Huan quietly developed a plan.

Ye Huan is a passive person who does things. There is a folk saying that is not very elegant. He is willing to let go of the shit until he is left alone. He refers to people like Ye Huan. He is not so anxious that he is overwhelmed by the situation, and Ye Huan is too lazy to use his brain to change the status quo.

Now Ye Huan is almost over the wall, so he is exposed with amazing potential.

He plans to stage a Chinese version of prison escape.

He disdains to use the stupid method of digging tunnels. The so-called wisdom must of course use the most secret, safest and fastest way to get out of this military camp. Does digging tunnels have anything to do with "wisdom"? What's the use of digging tunnels for decades to run out? My second brother can't even get hard, what's the point of going out?

However, there is a saying in "The Shawshank Redemption" that makes sense.

"Some birds are destined to be locked in cages, because every piece of their feather shines with the glory of freedom.

On a sunny noon, Ye Huan officially started the camp operation.

During lunch break, he secretly took out a bucket of gasoline from under the dormitory. This bucket of gasoline was stolen from the fuel tank of the training jeep last night. The only benefit of growing up with Zhang San was that he knew theft methods well, and stealing a bucket of gasoline was really simple.

While everyone was taking a nap in the dormitory at noon and there was no one inside and outside the venue, Ye Huan tiptoed into the public toilet near the venue with an oil barrel.
To be continued...