Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Even though the group scanned the area carefully several times, they still couldn't find where the enemy was.

Some people couldn't hold back any longer and started getting up, thinking about moving quickly.

But just as those people got up, gunshots rang out again.

Cheng Cai, holding his sniper rifle, quickly surveyed the area. "Enemy at the three o'clock, nine o'clock, and twelve o'clock positions."

Hearing the gunfire, Wu Liuyi quickly made a judgment: "They are all heavy weapons; it's impossible to organize an effective attack."

Gan Xiaoning, holding his gun, was also observing the outside. "They're all heavily armed; we can't possibly win."

Wu Liuyi shouted, "Retreat!"

Upon hearing Wu Liuyi's voice, the men of the original Steel Seventh Company were able to retreat. Fortunately, they still had a considerable number of men; if they continued to drag things out, it would definitely become more difficult.

As the original Seventh Company began to retreat, everyone realized what was happening and began to scatter in all directions.

Those who ran fast and executed their movements skillfully quickly disappeared into the surrounding woods, while those who ran slower could only stand still and emit smoke.

One of the soldiers, whose helmets were smoking from being hit, couldn't take it anymore. He took off his helmet and said angrily, "Which unit is doing this? It's the same division, yet they're hitting us so hard."

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Yuan Lang only said that a reinforced battalion would surround and intercept them, but he did not say which battalion it was.

No one came out; they were all hidden in the woods firing their guns. Naturally, they didn't know that it was the division's reconnaissance battalion shooting at them.

As all the participants in the selection process left the drop-off point, the ambush team from the division's reconnaissance battalion and the elite A unit emerged from the woods.

This drop-off point is just an appetizer, and also a way to break up the selection team.

There was no other way; all the participants in this selection were from the T Division, which consisted of five regiments. Even on average, each regiment had twenty or thirty people.

They are all top students, ranking in the top 300 of Teacher T's overall scores. Those who are below this ranking are not even eligible to apply.

If a group of twenty or thirty people get together like that, can that still be called wilderness survival or a small group operation?

This is like a reinforced troop going on a spring outing; we definitely have to break them up badly.

Especially if the Steel Seventh Company got together, twenty or thirty of them could easily wipe out an ordinary infantry company, which would defeat the purpose of the assessment.

As the ambush men emerged from the woods, the retreating group began to observe.

Cheng Cai, holding a sniper rifle, clearly saw the group chasing them through the scope; their distinctive camouflage uniforms made them easy to spot.

"Except for Old A, they're all from the reconnaissance battalion," Cheng Cai quickly reported the situation.

Gan Xiaoning immediately felt deflated. "It's over, they're all the company commander's men."

As veterans of the Steel Seventh Company, they knew Gao Cheng's leadership style and preferences all too well, not to mention that the Division Reconnaissance Battalion was originally a very strong force.

In terms of individual soldier quality and combat capability, no company, even the Steel Seventh Company before its reorganization, could reliably suppress them.

Cheng Cai, holding up his gun, replied, "Half of the elite infantrymen are with them."

Even the usually fierce Wu Liuyi was deflated at this moment.

They originally ran out and hid here hoping to launch a counterattack against their pursuers.

The result was that they were all the company commander's men and the old A's men, so what's the point of fighting?

Wu Liuyi, holding the Type 81 squadron fighter jet, looked at his comrades around him and shouted, "Run! We can't fight head-on!"

"Withdraw, withdraw."

Everyone agreed with this viewpoint, and a group of elites from the original Seventh Company quickly turned around and ran into the depths of the forest.

Yuan Lang, Zhang Anbang, and Gao Cheng were waiting in the tent at that moment.

The military laptop on the table had its screen divided into twelve sections, showing the ambush situation at the disembarkation point.

Seeing the large groups of participants scattered by the ambush, Yuan Lang nodded in satisfaction. "That's more like it. Are they really going to eat wild vegetables stewed with wild rabbit?"

Soon, Yuan Lang's attention was drawn to the video in the upper left corner. He had studied the terrain, and the location of the camera corresponding to the video in the upper left corner was the best hiding spot in that area.

"There," Yuan Lang pointed to Zhang Anbang, who was operating the computer.

Upon hearing the order, Zhang Anbang immediately switched the screen, zooming in on the small area in the upper left corner to the full screen.

Although the image quality wasn't very clear, Yuan Lang still spotted Xu Sanduo, Wu Liuyi, and the others in the crowd at a glance.

Clearly, this last remaining large force was composed of soldiers from the original Seventh Company of the Steel Plant.

Yuan Lang tilted his head and looked at Gao Cheng. "Deputy Battalion Commander Gao, there are too many people gathered here for the selection process. It doesn't fit the group size I suggested at all. I think..."

Before Yuan Lang could finish speaking, Gao Cheng interrupted him. Even with his face covered in greasepaint, Gao Cheng's sour expression was still visible. "I understand. I'll go after them myself."

After saying that, Gao Cheng turned and walked away, heading straight for his convertible jeep.

Yuan Lang glanced at Zhang Anbang and smiled helplessly, the meaning clear: "Your old company commander has quite the temper."

"Hehe," Zhang Anbang shrugged and smiled as well, "Xu Yuanzhou, come over and help the squad leader operate the computer. I'm going out to join in the fun too."

After saying that, he stood up and shouted to Gao Cheng, who was walking away, "Company Commander, wait for me, I'll go with you!"

Yuan Lang curled his lip in disapproval, and Qi Huan, who was standing next to him, followed suit, saying, "Me too, me too, just want a ride."

Gao Cheng sat unhappily in the driver's seat, glancing at Zhang Anbang who jumped into the passenger seat, and then at Qi Huan who had also jumped into the back seat.

Seeing Zhang Anbang comfortably slumped back in his seat, Gao Cheng curled his lip and said, "Don't you old A guys have your own cars?"

Zhang Anbang leaned back in his chair, slumped over, and grinned as he said, "Company Commander, what are you saying? Your convertible is so cool and stylish. You can save some fuel by driving one less car."

Besides, look at this scene, doesn't it remind you of when I first joined the army, and you drove to the regimental headquarters to pick me up? It's been so long already.

Sitting in the back seat, Qi Huan listened to Zhang Anbang's nonsense and wanted to laugh, but he held back and didn't say anything.

Gao Cheng slapped the steering wheel speechlessly, and the car quickly headed towards the drop-off point.

When the three arrived at the drop-off point, the battle there had completely ended. Many participants, still emitting white smoke, were squatting on the ground, surrounded by members of the Division Reconnaissance Battalion and Old A.

Some were guarding the eliminated personnel, while others continued to conduct a thorough search of the disembarkation points.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Qi Huan jumped out of the back seat and started counting the number of people eliminated.

Gao Cheng glanced at Zhang Anbang sideways. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was clear: Aren't you going down to take a look?