Armed Train in the Apocalypse-Chapter 389 - 259: End of Special Training

Qu Hang came over carrying a box of canned food.

The soldiers in the front row saw the green cans inside and felt a slight sensation in their numb stomachs.

The group might not be familiar with the canned food, but they were definitely familiar with He Jie.

Without any excitement, they silently awaited the impending torment.

He Jie jumped off the rock and rummaged through the cans in the box, "What the hell are these, rice, eight-treasure rice, beef... what are these things, no, just leave me the braised pork cans, those are the real deal."

Qu Hang helplessly winked at Pang Tu in the team.

The latter showed no expression, only discreetly slipped a blade of grass into his mouth when He Jie wasn’t looking.

This thing was similar to mint, it could refresh and awaken the mind, and he had been relying on this trick to survive these days. Without these mutated plants, if he relied solely on physical endurance, he’d be no different from these soldiers who were on the brink of collapse.

"Don’t eat these off-brand canned foods, they might upset your stomach. I’ll help you get rid of them."

He Jie opened the cans one by one with a military knife, there were staples, fruits, beef, venison, and even a hot pot can.

He ate and talked non-stop, giving a theoretical lesson to the group.

Halfway through the lesson, seeing someone had already fallen asleep, He Jie burped.

Casually pointing at a soldier sleeping soundly in the second row, "Bring him out."

Mountain Goat and Qu Hang stepped forward and lifted the person out. Even when lifted, the soldier was still asleep.

"Give him a wake-up call."

He Jie sneered.

Lu Xiao brought over a large makeshift metal tank that had already been filled with water and threw the sleeping soldier along with his 60-70 kg pack into it.

With a splash, the soldier was startled awake, struggling for a long time before climbing out.

He took big gulps of air.

Looking at the grinning He Jie in front of him, who looked like a black bear, his lips trembled, "Instruc... Instructor."

He Jie grinned viciously, "Don’t be afraid. Let me ask you, what do you have in your pack?"

The soldier struggled to focus his mind, stammering, "Shoes, raincoat, water bag, spare uniform, moisture-proof mat, three days of rations, three days of drinking water, weapon maintenance kit..."

But because his body hadn’t ingested food in too many days, it was already failing to send nutrients to his brain.

Things that were supposed to be familiar, but he couldn’t remember them at all.

His brain seemed to have come to a halt.

"What else?"

"There’s also..."

"Bang!"

He Jie directly smashed the empty can on the soldier’s head, swearing, "Do you have pig brains?!"

"You can’t even remember such little things?!"

"You don’t even know what’s in your own backpack?"

"When it comes to fighting, are you going to ask your enemy?!"

"Spend the rest of today clearing your head in the water!"

"Whose group is this?"

A captain stood out from the team.

Five hundred people temporarily trained, divided into ten companies, each with fifty men, each company having ten squads, and each squad with five men.

He Jie didn’t even glance at him, "Your group won’t have any food today."

"Yes!"

He continued the lecture and checked each of the ten companies in turn, four companies in total missed food because of mistakes.

Then the best-performing company got five cans, the second-best got three cans.

The remaining companies only got one can.

Fifty people sharing a 500-gram can of pork.

Including the soup, it amounted to just ten grams.

The Mongoose smelled the small piece of "meat jelly" allocated to his hand.

"Ugh..."

The rich and unique fishy stench almost overwhelmed her.

"Sister Cat, are you okay?"

Squad members looked at her with concern.

The Mongoose gritted her teeth, "I’d rather eat raw than eat this stuff. Why does the processed stuff smell so bad?!"

"Maybe it will be better heated... there’s no choice, just force a bite, it will be okay when special training ends."

Before they finished speaking, He Jie’s angry roar came from the front again.

"Are you all idiots?! Stuffing yourselves while letting your comrades starve beside you?"

The Mongoose and the others looked to the side, four companies, totaling two hundred people, stood there without food.

They voluntarily stepped forward to share their food with comrades from other companies.

The first and second best-performing companies also distributed all their extra cans evenly.

Fifteen cans for five hundred people, even if some like the Mongoose took no bite, the rest got just a small taste.

For eating, such scant food had no effect.

But it was enough to awaken their hungry stomachs. The growling bellies mistakenly believed a feast was coming, waking everyone from their slumber, frantically secreting gastric acid.

In less than three minutes, the entire field was roaring with stomach growls.

Numerous soldiers felt the surge of hunger and their faces contorted.

This time, they couldn’t even fall asleep.

Watching He Jie lecture with green eyes.

Lu Xiao stood by, uneasy, watching the staggering crowd and then looking at Qu Hang who was resting with his eyes closed.

These seven days were said to be for training troops, but in reality, even the officers like them were worn out, never touching a bed, sleeping whenever they could.

"Was your training like this back then?"

Qu Hang opened his eyes and replied decisively, "Of course not, this is extra intense. Even the best-trained soldiers before the earth’s end didn’t have this training intensity."

Lu Xiao let out a long breath, "That’s good, otherwise I’d think I was a failure..."

Qu Hang said lightly, "By Marine Corps training standards, it doesn’t count as being a failure, but it certainly qualifies as being fortunate."

Lu Xiao smiled wryly, "Luckily, I got promoted, so I don’t have to fall into He’s hands."

Qu Hang glanced at him, "You’re considered decent; ordinary two-year conscripts don’t reach your level."