Chapter 229 Special Forces Selection
Minefield? He Shu was a little scared. He had no professional training and had no idea how to navigate.
There is no need to risk your life to experience life.
"Is it a real mine?"
The female medic shook her head: "That's not the case, but it does have an impact."
Hearing that it was not a real landmine, He Shu was eager to try again: "I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll withdraw."
Seeing He Shu's insistence, the female soldier stopped trying to persuade him and took out a pair of protective glasses: "Put these on."
This was something that no one else had, so He Shu didn't act pretentiously and just took it and put it on.
After walking about two or three hundred meters forward, there was a grassland covered with weeds, which was also a minefield.
The green and yellow weeds were trampled into a mess. He Shu looked carefully, trying to find traces of other people's footsteps.
We moved forward little by little. There was a lot of mud and water on the grass, and it was very messy everywhere. My eyes became dizzy as I kept looking at it.
He Shu had walked less than half the distance when he stepped down when he suddenly heard a "click" and then a force under his feet pushed him up.
There was a loud explosion and He Shu fell to the ground, dizzy.
He subconsciously crawled forward a few steps, which triggered another series of explosions.
The minefield does not contain real mines, so it will not produce explosive fragments or gunpowder, but it does have similar impact airflows.
The thunder was so loud that He Shu was completely stunned. He couldn't get up for a long time and didn't dare to move.
The noise he made was heard by the soldiers ahead who had already marched a long way ahead.
Qi Zhijun also heard it and immediately went back to check.
When he came back, He Shu had already been taken out of the minefield by medical soldiers.
"Are you okay?"
He Shu took a while to relax, and felt pain all over his body from the fall, but fortunately, a check showed that he only had some minor skin injuries and was not serious.
"Don't go on. You can't participate in the previous project. Just follow me if you have nothing else to do."
He Shu stopped trying to be stubborn and was pulled up by Qi Zhijun. The three of them walked forward along the safe road next to them.
As for the next project, He Shu really couldn’t try it even if he wanted to.
After passing the minefield, there is a forest in front. Bursts of gunfire can be heard from the forest from time to time. This is field combat training.
A group was divided into two teams and entered from both sides, with a very high elimination rate.
He Shu knew that they would not use real bullets, so he was not worried.
"Uncle, what if I fail in this level?"
"If you fail, go back to the camp and continue training, waiting for the assessment next week."
He Shu nodded: "Then if you pass these tests, will you be considered a real special forces soldier?"
Qi Zhijun glanced at He Shu and said, "It's still early. They have a lot to learn. This is just routine training. Those who cannot complete this kind of training mission can only be sent back to their original units."
Hearing the sounds coming from the woods from time to time, He Shu borrowed his uncle's telescope to take a look.
But his uncle took him to the slope, where a command center was stationed.
Entering the spacious field barracks, there were five people sitting inside, operating something on a military computer.
He Shu walked behind them and saw images of various directions in the forest on the computer.
The videos were clear and the shots were flexible. He Shu immediately understood that these images were taken by drones.
The soldiers who controlled these drones were very skilled, their fingers flying on the keyboards, which fascinated He Shu.
He is very interested in these programming things, but he has never tried to control a drone on a computer.
Seeing that he was so engrossed in watching, Qi Zhijun did not disturb him and left the temporary barracks.
He Shu saw the first day of training clearly through the video transmitted back by the drone.
Those reserve special forces soldiers who successfully passed the test fell asleep almost instantly during their breaks in various postures, which was heartbreaking to watch.
But this is only the first day. I wonder what the special training that my uncle mentioned includes?
For the next four days, He Shu did not participate in the training of the reserve special forces. He knew that his participation would only affect others.
Someone had to be sent specially to rescue him, as some props were destroyed by him, such as the simulated landmines, which had to be re-buried.
Except for the time at noon on the third day when his uncle asked him to experience a rocket launcher, He Shu spent the rest of the time with the drone operators.
Here, he first learned the difference between military computers and ordinary civilian computers.
I also learned some about the subsystem operations of command, control and data link.
The command and control subsystem can be said to be the "heart" of the UAV system.
It has an important impact on the stability of the UAV, the reliability, accuracy, and real-time performance of data transmission, and plays a decisive role in its flight performance.
The data link subsystem can ensure the accurate transmission of remote control commands, as well as the real-time and reliability of the drone's receipt and transmission of information, thereby ensuring effective feedback of information and efficient and accurate completion of tasks.
The more he understood, the more He Shu wanted to do it.
After five days of field training, He Shu followed the main force back.
Qi Zhijun asked him if he wanted to go home, and He Shu shook his head: "Uncle , can you get me a computer and a drone? I'll try it."
This might be the first time that He Shu asked Qi Zhijun for something, and Qi Zhijun got him a military computer and a drone without saying a word.
He also found someone to teach him, but after seeing that He Shu was very absorbed in learning, he stopped paying attention to him.
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By the end of October, He Shu had been in the army for a month.
During this period, He Shu also participated in some physical training in the camp, trying to climb over a 7-meter-high wall with bare hands, crawl through a burning iron ring, and even stood in the sun for two hours when the sun was at its hottest...
However, He Shu did not hold out to the end every time. His appetite increased a lot compared to when he first came, and the skin on his face was no longer delicate and tender, but began to show blood color.
The shooting also started to become more accurate. My uncle was right. When the guns fired, accompanied by the deafening sound, my mood became clear.
Later, my uncle led the group to a field training and left He Shu in the army for several days.
After he came back, he sent He Shu back home because he had to lead a group to a distant place for wilderness survival training and could not take He Shu with him for a month.
As a result, He Shu did not experience skydiving in the end, but he gained a lot and learned a lot of computer knowledge that he had not learned in school.
After returning home, his uncle gave him a drone. Of course, it was not the kind used in the army, but it was one of the better civilian drones available on the market.
This experience gave He Shu a new understanding of military life, especially special forces.
Special forces tend to be all-rounders with special expertise. It is very hard and tiring, and requires talent.
These people use extraordinary perseverance that ordinary people can hardly achieve to overcome all difficulties and stand out.
Ordinary people simply cannot imagine the blood, sweat and hardships that have been put in. He Shu once did not believe that human willpower and endurance could be so strong.
In the legion where my uncle is, those selected are all elites sent by various local troops, but the elimination rate is still as high as 80 percent.
Only the remaining rare team members will eventually get the chance to join the special forces battalion.
