Don’t Pretend, I’m Actually Taking Special Forces

Qin Yuan shook his head and said, "I've already eaten."

Ye Jianting nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more. He sat on the chair and squinted at the recruits running wildly on the playground.

"..."

Soon, an hour passed, and Qin Yuan stood on the high platform, squinting at the playground below.

At this time, only a small half of the recruits on the playground were still persevering, and more had given up halfway, lying on the ground panting heavily.

Ye Jianting got up at some point, stood beside him, frowned and said, "Unexpectedly, only half of them have persisted until now. It seems that I will order the recruit companies to strengthen their training."

"It's normal. After all, there are only a few people who can run against their body's instinct." Qin Yuan said casually, his face still didn't change much.

Although Ye Jianting also knew this truth, it was a pity after all. If more people could persevere, the special force of the military region would inject more fresh blood, and it would be more handy to deal with various emergencies.

"I'll go down and have a look." After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he jumped off the high platform and strode towards the runway.

At this time, apart from those who had given up, there were still about 300 people still gritting their teeth and persevering. Even though they were too tired to move, they still had no intention of giving up at all, and their red eyes were full of determination.

"Speed ​​up, I don't have time to play with you here, after half an hour, if you haven't passed out from exhaustion, you will be eliminated directly!" Qin Yuan shouted at the crowd.

When the recruits heard this, they laughed wryly in their hearts. They had been running for an hour, and they were so tired that they could hardly stand up straight. They subconsciously slowed down and wanted to take a few more breaths.

They naturally know that in this kind of lazy situation, it is almost impossible to faint from exhaustion, but the instinct of the body is preventing them from speeding up, which is also a kind of subconscious protection.

But Qin Yuan had already ordered that if they wanted to pass the screening, they could only torture themselves and exhaust their energy with hiccups for half an hour until they passed out.

"Ah!" All the recruits couldn't help roaring, the veins in their temples bulged, and they ran forward desperately regardless of their exhaustion.

After more than ten minutes, some recruits finally rolled their eyes and passed out. The medical soldiers who had been prepared by the side rushed over immediately and saw several people being carried on stretchers.

Qin Yuan walked up to him, took a closer look, then nodded slightly and said, "It's ok, send them to the infirmary."

"Yes, sir!" Several soldiers responded, carrying a stretcher and trotting out of the playground.

As if it was a signal, more and more recruits couldn't hold on, their bodies softened, and they hit the ground directly. After Qin Yuan persisted carefully, they were carried into the infirmary.

But there are also more people who didn't persevere and chose to give up. It was a pity for Ye Jianting to see it. They have persisted for so long, which is enough to prove that these people have good physical fitness. If they can be more ruthless to themselves, they can...

But he didn't say anything, after all, not everyone can be so ruthless that he faints from exhaustion.

A few minutes later, a few more recruits fell on the ground. After Qin Yuan checked them one by one, he stopped in front of one of them, with a flash of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Sir, is it possible to carry him to the medical room?" A medical staff asked.