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

They have been insisting on training Qin Yuan met the team leader here on the way to another training ground.

"Hello, leader!"

The head of the regiment was also very happy to see him, "Qin Yuan, I can count you as a member of our battalion."

"Ye Jianting has already told me about those things, you can take the recruits with confidence, and if you need anything, feel free to mention it to me."

"Our regiment is not as good as you think, but we will never treat you badly."

With a smile on his face, Qin Yuan said to the head of the regiment, "Don't worry, head, I will take good care of the recruits, and I will definitely give your regiment a face."

"Qin Yuan, just stay here with me. I've written all the transfer orders for you. If you dislike our regiment, you can tell me directly."

He quickly shook his head and responded, "Head, I don't mean that."

Hearing his words, the head of the regiment felt very relieved, "You also know the current situation of our regiment, and you are counting on this new vitality to inject fresh strength into us."

He understood what the commander meant, but now he could only do his best to lure this group of soldiers to a good place.

The two of them stood still and talked about Qin Yuan for a while, then lifted their watches and looked at it, guessing that the time was almost up.

"Regimental Commander, I'm going to the training ground over there, and the recruits will be rushing over there soon."

The leader waved to him with a cheerful face, "Go, go."

Looking at Qin Yuan's leaving back, he didn't know that this person would stay in the battalion for so long.

The recruits ran over panting, but they couldn't hold on any longer, and they started to stagger while standing there.

"Stand up for me, it's only been a while, and you can't hold on anymore?"

"I told you a long time ago that it's just started. If you can't hold on now, I can apply to transfer you to another place."

All the recruits responded loudly in unison, "Report to the instructor, we can hold on."

Qin Yuan still walked forward for a long time with his hands behind his back, and saw that one of them was standing very upright.

"Tell me what's your name?"

The man kept falling on both sides of his temples, sweat but firmness was written in his eyes, "Report to the instructor, my name is Li Qiang!"

"Yes, you are a good soldier." After saying this, he kicked him hard on the leg, but he didn't knock him down.

"Young people still have some perseverance, endure the pain and continue to stand here for me."

While talking, suddenly a person fell directly on the ground, Qin Yuan hurried over and let everyone disperse.

"Don't block the air outlet, it's obviously heatstroke."

"Come two people to carry him back to the dormitory first, and go to the canteen to get some soldiers to physically cool him down."

Those two people nodded, and quickly carried the fainted man back.

"After you have dealt with it, return to the training ground quickly!"

Fainting and training under such scorching sun are common occurrences.

"I'm not asking you to do it. If someone really can't hold on, please report to me."

I don't know how long they stood in the scorching sun, but everyone was still staggering.

But Su Zhan and the others stood in front, with their hands tightly pressed against the seams of their trousers.