12dz Chapter 151 This chief instructor is a pervert!
Chapter 151 This chief instructor is a pervert!
Qi Tongwei's majestic figure like a god of war stood in front of everyone, and his voice like a bell announced the content of the next subject: resistance to blows assessment!
When the contestants heard this, they looked at each other, their faces full of confusion and puzzlement.
"What? How can the ability to withstand blows be part of the assessment?" An army special forces soldier couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, his face full of astonishment and confusion.
The Air Force special forces soldier next to him also frowned and muttered, "This is really weird. This assessment is too outrageous."
Qi Tongwei glanced coldly at the crowd and explained in a serious tone, "As a special forces soldier, on that brutal battlefield, you could be exposed to all kinds of ferocious attacks and injuries at any time. Without an extremely strong tolerance for pain and blows, once injured, you could instantly lose your combat effectiveness, and even your life could be in danger. Therefore, this is an essential quality to become an excellent special forces soldier."
Afterwards, Qi Tongwei once again emphasized that if one wants to become a member of the Wolf Warriors, the standards of pain tolerance and ability to withstand blows must be extremely high.
Then he took out the list and started calling out names.
"Leng Feng, Zhuang Yan, Geng Jihui, Zheng Sanpao, Long Xiaoyun..." There were a total of thirty people whose names were called, including members of Langya and other players who knew Qi Tongwei.
When the members of Lone Wolf Group B learned that they were named, they suddenly felt a complex and inexplicable emotion in their hearts.
They quickly gathered together and discussed the matter privately.
Zhuang Yan's face was as solemn as a dark cloud, his brows knitted together. He lowered his voice and said, "I didn't expect the resistance test to come so soon. Qi Tongwei is really ruthless and shows no mercy."
He recalled Qi Tongwei's previous frightening and strict style, and couldn't help feeling uneasy.
Geng Jihui nodded slightly, his expression as serious as a stone statue. He said in a deep voice, "When I think of the self-harming training he used to train his resistance to blows when he first joined Langya, I'm terrified. I don't know how brutal it will be this time."
Lao Pao's face was also filled with worry. He clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, "We can't lose face for Langya this time. We have to hold on even if it means biting the bullet."
They knew that as members of Langya, they had responsibilities and must not back down in this assessment.
Qi Tongwei looked coldly at the contestants who were called out and began to announce the rules of the assessment: "No matter how painful it is, you are not allowed to scream. If you scream, you will be deducted five points. During the entire selection period, everyone has 100 points. Once all the points are deducted, you will be eliminated."
After hearing this rule, the contestants were immediately in an uproar, and private discussions were heard one after another, surging like a tide.
"You're not even allowed to scream in pain? That's too perverted."
"How can I possibly endure this? This test is so difficult that it's insane." Another contestant also had a worried look on his face. He was filled with fear for the upcoming test, as if he was about to step into a horrible hell.
Qi Tongwei ignored everyone's comments and shouted sternly, "Line up and get into horse stance!"
The contestants quickly followed suit.
Afterwards, he waved and called over a group of Langya special forces soldiers who had not participated in the selection. Each of these special forces soldiers had a firm look in their eyes and held an iron rod in their hands.
Under the horrified gazes of the other contestants, and in the nervous fear of Geng Jihui, Zhuang Yan and others, Qi Tongwei gave an order, and the special forces holding iron bars began to whip the muscles of the contestants being tested.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly became extremely tense, and fear was everywhere.
The iron rods swung down, making a chilling sound, like the howling of death.
The contestants watched this scene with shock and fear in their hearts.
They could hardly imagine the pain they were about to face, what kind of purgatory torture it would be.
"This is simply torture." A contestant said in a trembling voice, his face as pale as paper and his eyes full of fear.
"Qi Tongwei is going to beat us to death." Another contestant looked pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.
As the only female soldier, Long Xiaoyun stands out in the team.
When the iron rod hit her for the first time, she bit her lips tightly and her body trembled slightly, but she did not make any sound.
Her eyes were as firm as steel, full of unyielding will, like an unshakable mountain.
Some of the other male soldiers couldn't help but scream when they were beaten with iron rods.
There were expressions of pain on their faces, and their bodies instinctively resisted the pain, as if they were fighting a desperate battle with the devil.
"This female soldier is so amazing." A contestant exclaimed, looking at Long Xiaoyun with admiration in his eyes.
"I can't believe she managed to hold back from screaming," another contestant said in admiration, shocked by Long Xiaoyun's willpower.
Under the influence of Long Xiaoyun, the other Langya players were unwilling to be defeated by a female soldier, and they all gritted their teeth and persevered.
As the iron rods fell again and again, the contestants' bodies suffered unimaginable pain.
But they are all trying hard to persevere, and no one is willing to give up easily.
They knew that this was a cruel test for themselves, and only by passing this test would they have the opportunity to become a member of the Wolf Warriors.
The thirty contestants on the field were enduring the merciless beatings of iron rods. Every blow was accompanied by a dull sound and the contestants' bodies trembled slightly.
The players who hadn't yet entered the arena were all clenched in fear. Their eyes widened, faces filled with fear and anxiety, and cold sweat trickled down their foreheads like a drizzle.
This kind of psychological torment is indeed no better than the physical pain suffered by Zhuang Yan and others on the field.
They watched their comrades struggling under the iron bars, their hearts filled with fear and worry.
Because they knew clearly that next, each of them would face the same cruel test.
This is exactly the effect Qi Tongwei wants, the double torture of mental and physical.
As time passed, the contestants' bodies were covered with scars, as if they had experienced a fierce battle.
But they still maintained their horse stance and no one fell down.
Qi Tongwei stood aside, looking at them quietly, his eyes showing both sternness and a hint of imperceptible expectation.
Finally, the assessment is over.
The contestants were exhausted and the pain in their bodies made it almost impossible for them to stand.
After hitting the iron sticks fifty times, Qi Tongwei looked at the players who were beaten all over with bruises and said coldly, "Now, start to reduce the inflammation and swelling of the bruises and pain."
Then, he took out the liquid medicine he had exchanged from the system mall with points, mixed it into a bucket, and the instructors began to spray it on their wounds.
These medicines are packed in small bottles and look nothing special.
But when the contestants' wounds touched these potions, the intense pain instantly came like a tide, and the pain was more than ten times stronger than when they were beaten.
As soon as the medicine came into contact with the skin, it was as if countless tiny ants were gnawing at the wound frantically.
It was like a sharp steel needle piercing deep into the flesh.
The contestants only felt a piercing pain rapidly spreading from the injured area to the whole body, and every nerve ending was frantically transmitting this unbearable pain.
Their faces turned pale in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down their foreheads.
As the only female soldier on the field, Long Xiaoyun was also not spared.
When the potion touched her wound, her originally resolute face twisted slightly.
Despite her best efforts to suppress it, she let out a small moan.
The pain made her feel as if she was in a raging fire, with every inch of her skin being burned mercilessly.
She bit her lips tightly, trying to resist the pain with strong willpower.
But the pain was so intense that her body trembled slightly involuntarily.
The other contestants watched this scene, and the fear in their hearts grew stronger.
They were discussing what these potions were and why they were so horrible.