Anto didn't know how close he was to the edge of being eliminated.

There are fifty push-ups in each group, and various physical trainings are interspersed to balance the training of various muscle groups, especially the muscles in the arms and abdomen. The instructors pay great attention to abdominal strength. The reason now seems obvious: the abdomen is the source of warrior strength. Whether it is rock climbing, rope climbing, rowing, weightlifting, swimming, fighting or running, they are inseparable from abdominal strength.

The instructors were meticulous in their requirements for time, and they had to crawl, jump, run, swim faster every day, and pressed the stopwatch a few seconds in advance every day. They always emphasized loudly that brute force cannot solve the problem. The only way to increase speed is skills, and the way to further improve is higher skills, and nothing else is useful - and those students who were tortured to have pale faces and distracted spirits did not know how much they could listen to. Later, the swimming courses were almost all underwater. There was nothing extraordinary, and the instructors just tied their ankles together, tied their hands back, and pushed the poor students into the deep water - people thought that the old lion would push the little lion off the cliff in this way - but I'm sorry, so far, it seems that humans can do such cruel things.

Doing this will certainly cause a certain degree of panic, but the instructor gave them very clear instructions: Take a deep breath, then sink to the bottom of the water, and keep standing. Persist at least one minute, kick out of the water to breathe, and then sink for another minute. It would be better if you persist for a longer time - the instructors only said once, and when the last syllable disappeared, they were thrown into the water.

The body that lost its freedom sank like a stone. Anto saw his fellow victims being thrown down through the blue water. They looked at him with no expression and their eyes staring at him. This made Anto tremble unstoppable - tying up the victim's hands, stuffing his feet into quick-drying cement buckets and throwing them into the sea was a common method used by the illegal organization of Western Sardinia... He even passed by himself.

Now fear wraps the murderer tightly like the water in the pool - Anto twists his body like a caterpillar thrown into the pond by a naughty child, and jumps out of the water. A big hand immediately presses on his head, and the voice of the instructor buzzes, as if he is from a distance: "Well... how long now? What did I say? Hold on for at least one minute! One minute! You idiot! Are you ignorant or want to be fired?! Speak! You hopeless idiot!" He twisted his palm covering his head, as if there was a dog that was drowning or yelling at the neighbors below: "Speak, are you going to quit?! Do you want me to call a car?"

"...gu... OK, shout." Anto took two sips of bitter and cold pool water. He thought he must be unconscious and would say the following words: "So let me stuff it into your butt. Bastard!"

The instructor immediately rolled up his lips, "Very good." He patted Anto's head hard, as if he was being highly praised or greatly comforted. Then he put a heavy stainless steel bucket with a capacity of about 50 liters and a half bucket of ice that had not yet poured into the swimming pool on Anto's head. When Anto sinks, he can still hear him shouting: "Remember, one minute!"

...

When the students were conducting night running training, the instructor climbed up from downstairs, entered an open window, and then made Anto's room mess, threw things everywhere, and poured detergent on his bed. Then he climbed out the same way, and when everyone returned to the dormitory, he knocked on Anto's door and asked to check the room hygiene. As a result, Anto, who was in pain and convulsing, had to clean up in the middle of the night, and at 4:30 in the morning, he had to take a "shower" with others.

...

During diving training, the instructor will sway your ground mask and then pull out your oxygen nozzle. At this time, you must hold your breath quickly and bite the oxygen nozzle again as soon as possible. Then they will unplug the oxygen tube behind you. At this time, you must fumble and quickly plug the oxygen tube back in. Later, the instructor will untiringly pull out the oxygen tube and exhaust tubes of Anto or others. Then tie a knot. At this time, you have to find a way to reconnect the two tubes. If it cannot be connected, then you

It's over. You will find that you can't breathe with your mouth, but you can only exhale with your nose. At this time, bubbles will appear like tides in front of you. At least... those drowned people before they suck the ground into the ground before they fill their lungs. The scene of seeing the ground is probably so weird... This will always terrify Anto - and the bastard instructor obviously can get fun in the middle... This allowed prank continues until Anto can calmly deal with the tangled tubes that are entangled together and difficult to part with.

...

Lack of sleep, cold all over, exhausted, distracted attention, more cuts, sprains, blisters, bruises, muscle strains, and possibly pneumonia... Anto and other students have gradually been tortured to the point of being in a human form.

During the final training week, the instructors made a cold decision and selected the worst students. That is, the guys who failed one or two tests. They looked at these young men with firm wills harshly. Although they would rather die than give up, their swimming skills were poor, their running speed was too slow, their weightlifting could not meet the standards, lacked endurance, and they were not confident enough in the water. Or their boating skills were not up to standard.

Anto felt that it was really a devil who could pass it. He thought he had not shot at the instructors in live ammunition training. Especially the instructor was because of the relationship between Alex in front. At this time, he found that he had not thought of Alex for a long time. In fact, because the training in the later stage was too heavy, they had hallucinations. Treat the instructor as his mother and asked him to give him a baked calves pie for himself...

Of course, this cannot be considered a real end - there will be flying, parachuting, sniping, medical care, communication, penetration, etc., many things that require them to learn.

Field survival training is also an indispensable part. According to the training plan, they also need to conduct survival training on a week-long deserted island. Each person carries food and fresh water for 7 days. However, on the 6th day, the sea area was hit by a strong typhoon, and all the personnel persisted for another 5 days under completely helpless conditions. When there were 3-4 days of food left, the typhoon turned, and they finally waited for the news that the rescue ship was about to arrive from the lifesaving radio station - which was really encouraging.

In addition, the instructor in charge also happily attached a message that a week ago, Alexander Sallie Ferdinand, the first heir to the throne, would begin to perform his mission as a reserve officer in a small frigate formation of the Royal Navy.

The official naval spokesman repeatedly stated that he would not provide "special treatment" to the crown prince. The crown prince must have a "simple life" like other reserve officers. He must get up at 5:30 a.m. every morning, eat breakfast 30 minutes later, and then start performing his duties. "When he comes, he will do everything other young officers need to do, including rounding up pirates, fighting drug deals, and providing assistance to hurricane-affected areas."

"So," said the instructor viciously in a soft voice that did not match his harsh and cold appearance: "Dear boys, we are truly saved by the prince."

Without looking around, Anto could know that his companions must have been as beautiful as earth, especially for the disgusting description.

***

For the safety of Sardinian's only crown prince, the Navy chose a frigate with excellent performance - the Queen as the place where the crown prince was intern and served. It is one of the most powerful and secret frigates in the Sardinian Navy. It is 114.8 meters long, 16.3 meters wide, 6.0 meters high, and a full load displacement of 3,200 tons. Its highly automated, intelligent, and sophisticated comprehensive combat and ship management system makes the total number of crew members only 70. Even if 15 helicopter flight and logistics personnel are added, it is almost half less than the 150 people of other frigates. The personnel are simple, safe and clean.

"There are no evil dragons here, but there are typhoons." Today's cabin duty officer is a man between young and middle-aged, a captain. He seriously joked to his noble companions: "And there are no beautiful princesses, only a group of hungry soldiers."

He and Alex were ordered to work on the deck near the gangway from 4:00 to 8:00 a.m. on the deck near the gangway. He was a dark-skinned Sardinian boy, five feet and three inches tall and weighed only 143.5 pounds, but he could easily carry a bundle of soaked sea water and a 260 pounds of cable. This guy has a nickname called "Supervisor" because he was strict in military discipline and had extraordinary memory. No one could play tricks or be lazy in front of him. But the sailors liked him very much. He was demanding, but fair enough to lead by example, and could tell many jokes - this was a very precious talent in the long and boring sea life.

"Yes, sir!" Alex answered the same serious expression, with a serious expression. Although all departments indicated that the typhoon that had been raging for five days had turned, the lich heard a vague ominous ominous from the whimpering of the sea breeze and the whine of the gulls - but according to his observation, the waves on the sea surface were not big, although very eye-catching. Occasionally, a few of the slender peaks would instantly shatter, and the rays of the sunset were shining like gems, with some contiguous white waves forming in the distance. This situation can only be called level 3 waves in observation - a level that almost needs to be cared about.

The captain turned to look at Alex, a young man who was too serious and nervous. He thought that the dark blue reserve officer's uniform was strictly abide by the dress code in every place, and the corresponding military rank epaulettes and symbols were meticulous. The upper of the leather shoes could be used as a mirror, with a straight figure, smooth skin, and handsome face. Perhaps the crown prince could be placed directly into the Naval Military Museum as a model for the reserve officer--well, I heard that this special student was in the Naval Military Academy.

The nickname is "Sir White"? It is indeed very similar to the marble statue. He was eagerly waiting to watch every newcomer who had first boarded the ship and could not avoid the "Sailor Dance" that he had played with all his strength. As he gradually penetrated into the North Sea area, the wind and waves on the sea surface would become stronger and stronger, and the ship would bump harder and harder. The human brain could not immediately get used to this imbalance. The strong spasm of the stomach would cause ejaculation vomiting, that is, the food inside it would spew out of the mouth and nostrils at the same time!

There are still many people who share the same thoughts as the captain. Every man will feel a little uncomfortable when he sees Alex, who is almost perfect,... Unfortunately, Alex's life is not affected by the bumps, shaking, vibration caused by the waves. He wakes up, breakfast, work, lunch, work, dinner, study, and rest... Some people suspect that his inner ear vestibular balance organ (the main cause of seasickness) has problems or even completely unusable - but the flight badge on Alex's chest and the helicopter driving work afterwards refute this ridiculous conjecture.

Yalix continued to maintain his silent, cautious and taciturn image. It was easy to get recognized by soldiers. The long-term simple and tough lifestyle made them unusually pure. They only believed what they saw in their eyes, which was a bit ridiculous. The first thing that broke the cold and hard situation was the amazing strength of the undead. In a storm, a metal filing cabinet that was not fixed suddenly flew up and almost smashed a sergeant's head - if Yalix had not seized it in time.

In this regard, Yalix's explanation is that he learned the erotic art since childhood... He obtained the star eyes of most crew members, although not all,... No matter how the weapon develops, a strong ** will always be the real pursuit of a man...

The captain just shrugged in his heart indifferently for Alex's dull response - in such a narrow space, if you want to know someone, you will never lack opportunities - perhaps Alex's first impression will make people think that he is a ruthless and cold person, but after spending time together for a long time, you will find that he is a trustworthy partner.

He always does more than he says...and his words... are always more than he smiles.

The captain concluded in his heart.

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