Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

An SFS border defense soldier turned around and looked at the Chinese participant who was following closely behind him. He accidentally bumped into the obstacle pole and fell. He was in a flurry and wanted to stabilize the obstacle pole, but in the end, he lost his balance and fell forward.

Seeing this, Big Eel, who was following beside him, easily walked past him and smiled. “Be careful, buddy.”

It sounded like a kind reminder, but the SFS border defense soldier knew that it was a form of mockery.

The SFS border defense soldier who fell down miserably gritted his teeth and said, “Damn it! They’re provoking us!”

Were the Chinese soldiers provoking them?

No, no, no.

It wasn’t a provocation.

Instead, it was a retaliation.

The Chinese soldiers were telling the SFS border defense soldiers not to provoke a giant lion that had just woken up from its slumber.

Falling down and knocking into the obstacle poles happened from time to time. One could always hear muffled sounds of pain on the field. Two of the Chinese participants had also fallen. After three kilometers, it was a struggle to raise their rifles. Even their feet and hands were trembling, and their heads were dizzy.

They kept having to dodge the obstacle poles. Due to their high stamina consumption, their brains were a little lacking in oxygen, causing them to feel dizzy.

These were all normal occurrences.

After the 3,000-meter run, the participants immediately started firing their rifles. All the targets were outside the track. They ran in a straight line and aimed at the targets.

The line running was not done on flat ground. Instead, they were on a small mountain. There were targets on both sides of the mountain track, and there were targets at the top too.

The participants of the four countries followed the designated route to the small mountain. They ran and shot until they reached the targets at the top.

They were already very tired from the second ten-kilometer cross-country breakout and the three-kilometer circuit. This time, they needed to rush to the small mountain to shoot. When some soldiers raised their rifles, the muscles in their arms were twitching and trembling.

They had run 20 kilometers with 35 kilograms of weight. There was no rest along the way, and they had to run a 3,000-meter obstacle course. How could they not be tired?

Since Eka Assault was a competition that was famous for its difficulty, thrill, and fierce combat, it was never easy.

“If your hands are shaking, tie the bandages tightly!” Xia Jinyuan’s cold voice reached everyone’s ears from the earpieces. As they ran, they took out the medical bandages from their combat vest and bit off their combat gloves with their mouths. They immediately wrapped the bandages around their left and right hands.

This was to increase the friction and stability, reducing the impact on the muscles.

The experiences imparted by the veterans had been tested and proved to be useful.

Ye Jian couldn’t do the same. She had never tried shooting with bandaged hands before, so she couldn’t casually wrap her hands.

Xia Jinyuan and Li Jinnian reminded Ye Jian at the same time that if she hadn’t bandaged her hands before, there was no need to do so.

“It’s time to teach them a lesson. Guys, show them your true abilities and let the Chinese team know how strong we are!” When Lieutenant Colonel Saluk raised his rifle to shoot, his hands were trembling too. He told every SFS border defense soldier, “We’re the strongest border defense soldiers. No one can stop us!”