Chapter 209: Only the last fifty people are left!
The special forces soldiers present were furious after hearing these words, but... Instructor Sean was right, the real battlefield was much more cruel than this.

They wanted to back off, but Sean had already given them the chance.

There's no way to retreat now.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet!

Soon, the special forces were divided into several groups by the instructors, including Zhang Chuan, Zhao Qiang, Yang Rui, and three from the Pakistani Alliance, making exactly six people in each group.

After being divided into groups, the "Cross Fire" training officially began.

Each group set off half a minute apart. Zhang Chuan and his team were in the middle. Looking at the figures in front of them rushing into the sea of ​​fire, Zhao Qiang also became nervous.

Because... the screams coming from the fire were clearly audible, and this 800-meter runway seemed to have turned into a road to hell.

Groups of special forces rushed into the sea of ​​fire, with screams rang out one after another.

Some people fell off the single-plank bridge, some were hit by machine guns, and some stepped on landmines and were injured or even killed.

However, none of the instructors watching outside showed any sympathy on their faces; they watched it all with expressionless faces.

Because they all know that this training has the highest casualties every year.

If you want to cross the line of fire, you need not only strength, but also courage and luck!

"Group 30, it's your turn! Go!" Sean pointed at the entrance and shouted loudly to Zhang Chuan and the others.

"Yes!" Zhang Chuan shouted and rushed in.

"Next, everyone, follow my steps closely. I will lead you to avoid all the landmines! Let's try to make sure that no one gets hurt during this training!"

"Understood!" Yang Rui and the others answered in unison and followed Zhang Chuan closely.

800 meters in 3 minutes was nothing to them.

But if you add obstacles, mines, random bullets, surrounding walls of fire, and crocodiles hiding under the single-plank bridge,
Zhang Chuan was fully focused and did not dare to relax at all. He had to lead Zhao Qiang and the others to avoid landmines and dodge flying bullets.

Zhang Chuan ran very fast. Zhao Qiang and the others had full confidence in Zhang Chuan. They boldly followed the path Zhang Chuan had taken and continued to rush forward.

Along the way, they saw a lot of special forces.

And
"Damn it, these are real people, not models!"

Zhang Chuan couldn't help but curse: "Everyone, be careful and try to avoid getting hurt!"

There were constant screams in the venue, and many special forces soldiers were lying on the roadside, some bleeding profusely, and some had been blown to pieces by landmines.

"Damn it, they are serious!" Zhao Qiang cursed loudly.

In this place, you can't escape even if you want to.

There was a wall of fire more than two meters high surrounding them, and there was no possibility of escape.

If you want to survive, you have to rush forward with all your might! Even if you stand still, you will be burned to death by the high temperature!

The entire training ground was 800 meters long. At this time, they had arrived at the single-plank bridge, which was the last section of crossing the line of fire.

Arriving here means that as long as you cross the single-plank bridge, you will reach the end!

But just when Zhang Chuan thought everything was going well and just reached the finish line, a scream suddenly came from behind.

"what!!!"

thump--!
Ali, who was running last, stumbled and fell into the mud below. Not only Ali, but other special forces soldiers also fell into the mud. Two crocodiles were besieging one special forces soldier, and the other two were approaching Ali quickly.

Facing such a big crocodile, even Zhang Chuan was not completely sure, let alone Ali.

"You go to the finish line first! I'll go save Ali!" Zhang Chuan jumped into the quagmire without saying a word.

"Zhang Chuan, you."

"Don't worry about me, the time is almost up, you can't be eliminated! Rush to the finish line!" After saying that, Zhang Chuan jumped suddenly and jumped into the quagmire.

Zhao Qiang and his friends gritted their teeth and finally decided to trust Zhang Chuan!
"Run to the finish line! I believe Zhang Chuan can bring Ali back safely!" Zhao Qiang said: "Zhang Chuan has survived the previous training, I believe it won't be too difficult to jump into the mud to save Ali!"

"Yes, let's believe in our Chinese brothers!" The Pakistani special forces soldier echoed, and the four of them rushed to the finish line.

After crossing the single-plank bridge, run another 20 meters and you will reach the finish line.

But they ran the last 20 meters with great difficulty!

Under Zhang Chuan's leadership, they completed the task half a minute ahead of schedule! Although they completed it, Zhang Chuan went to rescue Ali.
Everyone clenched their fists and stared at the countdown nervously.

There were only five seconds left, and they were about to despair.
That familiar figure rushed out again!
"Zhang Chuan! You're still alive!"

Time was like the only five grains of sand left in an hourglass. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chuan suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Zhang Chuan stopped Ali from running to the shore. After all, even if he ran for his life, crossing such a long distance in five seconds might be worth a try under normal circumstances, but now, Ali was almost scared out of his wits by the crocodile.

"Zhang Chuan! You're really back!" Zhao Qiang shouted excitedly, his voice rising octaves.

Zhang Chuan waved his hands and responded with a smile: "Of course, if I can't come back, how can this play go on? If I don't come back, can I still be called Zhang Chuan?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

There was nothing in the rules of the game that prohibited rescuing people during the race, so Sean and the others saw this and had no choice but to let them pass this level.

After the training, Zhang Chuan and his friends were finally able to have a good meal and then have a good sleep.

Zhang Chuan felt that every minute and every second was precious. Resting was really too much of a luxury.

In the following days, Zhang Chuan and his team gradually adapted to the high-intensity training rhythm of the Hunter School.

Half a year passed quickly, and Zhang Chuan took the lead in all projects, broke many records, and passed the assessment of all subjects easily! Moreover, every record that Zhang Chuan refreshed was unprecedented, and it was probably difficult for anyone to surpass it in the future.

It is estimated that these records will not be broken in the next hundred years or even longer.

Sean and the others thought they were accustomed to Zhang Chuan's outstanding performance, but every time they saw Zhang Chuan break the record, they couldn't help but almost drop their jaws.

I originally thought that was Zhang Chuan's limit, but for Zhang Chuan, it seemed to be just a starting point.

In the past six months, they have not had a single day off, day after day, nothing but training!

They learned everything from extreme survival, enduring hunger, enduring cold and heat, and enduring pain, as well as reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, interrogation and counter-interrogation, and even makeup and camouflage.

Although it sounds incredible, we have to admit that makeup penetration is indeed a superb skill.

During this period of time, Zhang Chuan practiced every special warfare skill taught in the Hunter School to perfection!
The training methods and skills here are many times more advanced than those in China.

Half a year later, only fifty special forces were left in the entire Hunter School.

(End of this chapter)