Captain Than Wouldn't Bend [Interstellar]

Arathas Wasteland.

A group of young men and women dressed in green camouflage, carrying submachine guns and guns, rushed across the endless wasteland with huge packages on their backs.

Not long after the beginning of spring, the bitter cold air has not yet dissipated, and the cold wind whizzes past with tiny snow particles, carrying a bone-piercing chill.

"Report...report the officer! I...I can't run anymore!"

At the end of the line, a thin, fair-skinned young man with a pale face, a submachine gun in his hand stuck to the ground, panting like a bull on his knees.

The long-term heavy-duty cross-country made him exhausted, his lips were dry and peeled, and the hot breath he exhaled condensed into ice mist in the cold wind, but his forehead and nose were covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down his cheeks.

"There is still one kilometer to the campsite!"

The officer on the side turned his head and stopped, adjusted his breath and pulled the young man over: "Get up!"

But he didn't want to pull this way, the young man shifted his weight, his legs softened and he knelt down on the damp and cold ground, with a sad face: "...I really can't run anymore...let me rest, sir..."

"If you can't run, you have to run! If you can't run today, if you can't run on the battlefield tomorrow, you are the one who will die! Get up!" The officer's voice became stern, like thunder, with a biting military prestige: "Female soldiers can persevere , you are a man, can you lose face!"

The three female soldiers behind him were also holding guns and carrying huge backpacks. They supported each other and passed him.

The young man blushed when he saw the back of the female soldier, but he complained a little: "I'm an engineer, not a combat unit. Why do I have to train with the same intensity as them?"

"What's wrong with engineers? Engineers are not soldiers? Other engineers can persist, but you can't! What's so special? You can't get up?"

"..." The young man moved his legs, but still didn't get up.

"Excuse me? All right, don't run away tomorrow, pack up your bed and go home! The Central Military Academy doesn't accept trash!" The officer's expression turned cold, and he put on Fengrui, which was colder than the cold wind.

The young man seemed to be frightened by this expression for a moment, curled his lips like a wronged little daughter-in-law: "Come on, you are the boss and you have the final say."

Instructor Zhang laughed angrily, and was about to speak when he heard a slightly hoarse voice from behind, "Report sir."

When he turned around, he saw a student in training uniform standing upright in front of him, his posture was as straight as a pine, and his posture was as sharp as a steel gun. Seeing him turn around, he made a military salute.

"It's Gu Ye, you finished running? What's the matter?" Instructor Zhang showed a smile on his resolute face.

At the beginning of the school year, these students were dragged to the wilderness of Alathas to practice amidst the wailing. At the beginning, they carried 3 kilometers of cross-country cross-country every day. Until now, that is, after half a month, the number has increased to 5 kilometers.

If it is said who is the most outstanding student in this team, all the instructors will secretly give a thumbs up and answer: "Gu Ye from the Combat Command Department".

This thin-looking student surprised and even frightened everyone during the first training session.

Have you seen a first-year student who carries a weight of 20 kilograms, leads the way at the forefront of the team, and looks more relaxed than the instructor who does not carry the weight?

Although these instructors are not serious soldiers, they are also veteran students of the third grade who have been trained for three years. In fact, they are their brothers and sisters. Like a shuttle, the brother is getting old.

Sighs are sighs, but Gu Ye's appearance undoubtedly gave his team a bloodbath.

They are all full-blooded young men. Gu Ye's excellent success has aroused their competitive spirit, so their training efficiency has increased rapidly. Gu Ye's trainer, He Jiujiang, is happy to go to the next team every day to brag about the best company this year. None other than him.

This time, the other instructors quit, and put in all their strength to train them ruthlessly, intending to compete with instructor He.

The instructors competed secretly, but it was hard for the students, and the daily life was even more miserable, and they hated the instructor He who came here every now and then to stimulate others.

Of course, there are always exceptions to everything. While almost everyone is working hard to strive for the best company, there are always a few lagging behind.

At this time, the young man who was relying on the ground to pour water "tons and tons" was one of them.

This fellow is Yang Guze, the only son of General Yang Binghe of the Federal Army, who is studying in the Department of Starship Engineering. He is fair-born and gentle, with tender hands like a big girl. It looks like he was raised by a pampered family.

Different from Gu Ye's thin body that contained terrifying explosive power, this guy was as thin as a stick, as if it could be broken by a gust of wind, but he was the most capable monster in Zhang's instructor's company.

My feet were blistered and howled, my legs were sore and my feet were sore and complained, I had to cover my hands to find hemostatic stickers everywhere for a small cut on my hand, and I was always at the end of the crane when I went back and forth to practice.

The military doctor who accompanied the training didn't even bother to roll her eyes. She found out the medicine and dabbed it on casually, and told him to go away: it was really timely, and if it was later, the wound would have healed.

"Boss He asked you to go over there." Gu Ye looked down at Yang Guze who was slumped on the ground and almost lay down, and the corners of his brows twitched for a moment.

"Success, if you take this kid with you, you have to drag him back to the camp."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing Instructor Zhang trotting away, Yang Guze finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the ground on his back, as if he would never get up after lying down for a long time.

"Get up." Gu Ye kicked Yang Guze's combat boots.

Yang Guze half-closed his eyes and waved his hands: "No, no, let's take a break. Is this a human life? Sooner or later, he will die of exhaustion."

Gu Ye hooked his lips, and the dignified and upright soldier who was like a steel gun changed a little bit more wild and unruly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were curved, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

It was obviously a stunning smile, but it gave Yang Guze a chill down his spine.

"Hey... Hey! Brother, brother, I have something to say..." Yang Guze sat up "teng", but unexpectedly, the young man in front of him grabbed his ankle, as if he was going to drag him away.

"Get up, hurry up. There is stew in the camp at noon today, and I can't even drink soup if I go late."

"Damn it, you should have said it earlier! I'm eating dry food on the road every day, and the birds are almost fading out of my mouth!" Yang Guze stood up like a carp, not half dead tired just now.

Gu Ye stared at him and smiled playfully.

Yang Guze rubbed his nose, stretched his long arm and hooked Gu Ye's shoulder and smiled: "For the sake of our tent, don't tell Lao Zhang, go back and treat you to Fuquanlou."

Fuquan Building, one of the largest restaurants in T City, has nothing special about the food, except that it is expensive.

And Yang Guze's grandmother's family has no other characteristics, that is, it is rich.

This guy is not as weak as he looks at all, he is all pretending - because he is lazy.

"Okay, hurry up. I went back early, and I've already made a meal for you." Gu Ye pulled the arm hanging from his shoulder: "A big piece of meat is enough for you to eat."

"Okay, you, that's interesting!" Yang Guze punched Gu Ye on the shoulder, his waist didn't hurt anymore, his legs didn't hurt anymore, he carried a 20 kg package on his back, hugged his gun, and ran quickly: "Go back quickly, wait It was snatched away by Xu Jiayao's grandson in a while, and there is nowhere to cry."

The two walked towards the camp all the way, and soon saw the pointed roof of the tent and the rising smoke.

But Yang Guze stopped suddenly at this moment.

He was attracted by a little noise tens of meters away.

"What's wrong?" Gu Ye asked sideways.

"Hush—" Yang Guze put his index finger on his lips and made a silent movement, lowering his voice: "There are rabbits!"

"rabbit?"

Yang Guze nodded, lowered his body and touched it cautiously.

There was a rustling sound in the dry grass, two long fluffy ears stood up, and the gray hare half stood up and looked around.

An eagle hovers overhead, looking for prey.

Yang Guze licked his dry lips and raised the gun in his hand.

"boom--"

...missed.

The rabbit was startled, and ran away, about to escape from the sight of the two of them.

Yang Guze curled his lips: "It's gone, it's boring. I thought I could secretly have an extra meal tonight."

"What's the rush?" Gu Ye bent his lips, casually took the gun in Yang Guze's hand, barely aimed, and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

There was another gunshot, but suddenly there was no movement in the distance.

Yang Guze froze for a moment, then opened his eyes wide: "Isn't it you?"

"Go and have a look and you'll know?" Then he threw the gun back into Yang Guze's hand and walked towards the direction where the hare escaped.

In the grass nest full of ice crystals and snow particles, the hare lay motionless, with a depression under the neck, and a bullet fell to the side.

This training uses blank ammunition, as long as the temples and eyes are not aimed at the vulnerable parts of the body at a very close distance, the damage to the human body will not be great. At most, it will bruise and swell for a few days, but it is enough to stun a rabbit.

Yang Guze picked up the rabbit ears in surprise: "What did you eat to grow up?"

"He grew up eating meat." Gu Ye glanced at him, picked up the bullets on the ground and was about to walk back, when a reflection on the ground made his steps suddenly pause.

He walked over and squatted down, brushed aside the grass, his eyes fixed:

Here are a few... blank cartridges that have been pried open.

There were still some half-dried bloodstains on the ground, and some black powder was scattered beside it.

"What's wrong, Gu Ye?" Yang Guze's voice came from not far ahead.

Gu Ye raised his hand to signal him to wait a moment, stretched out his hand and picked up a bullet, which still had some black powder residue.

A 9*24mm bullet made by Indis.

It seemed that someone was injured, so I pried open the bullet and took out the nitration gun and medicine inside to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

It is impossible for the Blue Star army to still use this kind of extremely outdated nitration gun and ammunition bullets, and except for the military and police, anyone who owns a gun in Blue Star will be considered illegal.

So, where did this come from...

A glint of light flashed across Gu Ye's dark eyes, he held a few bullets in his palm and stood up: "The shoelaces are untied. Let's go, go back."

……

At the same time, a six-member team arrived at the camping site of the Central Military Academy. The stern killing momentum frightened the students so much that they didn't even dare to approach them. After watching them from a distance, they hurried back to the tent, not daring to show their heads.

At this time, all the instructors gathered at Instructor He, and when they saw the young man in charge, their excitement was instantly apparent, and they saluted and shouted in unison: "Senior brother!"

The young man let out a low "hmm", and when he saw the first name on the assessment record sheet on the table, the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc, and his deep brown eyes suddenly darkened, as if he was staring at the name. The beast of prey, once killed, will not let go.

On the record sheet, a name was written at the top of the comprehensive score list: Gu Ye.