At eleven o'clock at night, everyone finally finished their first day of special training and returned to the dormitory to rest.
Having just arrived, everyone was already exhausted from their long journey. Coupled with the forty-kilometer cross-country run in the afternoon and other rigorous activities, no one had the energy to cause trouble.
Everyone went to sleep peacefully.
Around five in the morning, when everyone was in the deepest stage of sleep, a loud noise began to drift in. Listening closely, one could discern the roar of airplanes and tanks.
Initially, the sound was not very loud, and everyone could tolerate it without much reaction. However, as the noise grew louder...
Rattles...
Bullets flew, and artillery roared, the ferocity of which seemed poised to pierce everyone's eardrums.
For a moment, everyone's heads buzzed, and many even tumbled off their beds, covering their ears tightly.
Everyone's faces were grim, and even Qin Feng's expression was far from pleasant.
Meanwhile, outside, the chief instructor, wearing noise-canceling earmuffs, stood with a dozen instructors behind him.
The chief instructor directly addressed some of the instructors, "Go apprehend the Yan Guo people. Pay special attention to them."
His tone carried a hint of amusement as he spoke.
The instructors who were pointed out immediately responded, "Yes!"
Then, they quickly rushed towards the entrance of the room where Qin Feng and the others were sleeping.
This noise was actually a simulation of combat sounds from a World War II battlefield. No one could withstand such noise. Once the decibel level reached 120, if one couldn't find a solution, they would pass out directly.
The purpose was simple: to simulate a real battlefield as much as possible, allowing the trainees to adapt and develop the ability to withstand it.
At the same time, on Qin Feng's side.
The deafening roar felt like being continuously struck on the head with a heavy hammer, accompanied by a buzzing sound in the mind.
Even Qin Feng felt he was on the verge of breaking down. However, as he experienced intense discomfort, his Extreme Survival skill was activated.
Upon activation, Qin Feng instantly felt a change in his eardrums.
If someone could see, they would be shocked, for Qin Feng's eardrums began to automatically control his ears, closing them to reduce the impact of the combat noise on his brain.
After his eardrums had provided protection, Qin Feng finally felt more comfortable.
However, while Qin Feng was comfortable, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and the others were in a dire situation.
Under the high-decibel noise attack, they covered their ears tightly with their hands, their expressions etched with extreme pain, seemingly on the brink of collapse.
"Sing the national anthem..."
But He Chenguang and the others couldn't hear anything.
Affected by the high-decibel noise, their minds buzzed, and they couldn't process any sound.
Seeing this, Qin Feng stopped speaking and immediately gestured to communicate with them.
Then, Qin Feng began to sing the national anthem loudly: "Arise, arise..."
He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and the others slowly raised their heads and saw Qin Feng singing the national anthem. His expression seemed relaxed, and involuntarily, they joined in.
Slowly, as they sang, they seemed to be infected by Qin Feng's spirit and began to roar along.
This was the first time they had sung the national anthem in such a roaring manner. It was so stirring, as if their blood was boiling.
As they continued to roar, vivid historical scenes of Yan Guo's magnificent past unfolded in their minds.
From the initial harmony and peace to the subsequent hail of bullets, whistling shells, and a shattered land.
In the face of national crisis, no one retreated.
One after another, they stood up, letting out angry roars, charging onto the battlefield in waves, falling one after another, only to be replaced by more, never ceasing...
These thrilling and blood-pumping images stimulated the nerves of He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and the others, instantly making them feel as if they had been injected with stimulants, and their singing grew more fervent.
In their roaring chorus, their pain lessened slightly at that moment.
Then, when they turned to look at Qin Feng, they found him smiling at them.
This greatly shocked He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and the others. They were on the verge of collapse from the noise, yet their captain seemed unaffected and was even smiling at them.
Indeed, those who could be captains were no ordinary people.
After all, this was combat noise. The sound of high-decibel artillery was the most likely to induce fear and despair, potentially leading to complete mental breakdown.
This was why, on the real battlefield, many new recruits became flustered under enemy artillery fire and eventually ran around like madmen. Naturally, the result of such erratic behavior was injury or death from artillery shells.
They had undergone training in this area during their time in the military region, but the intensity of that training was far from this terrifying.
This was truly a life-threatening ordeal.
If Qin Feng hadn't instructed them to relieve the stress by singing the national anthem, they would likely have succumbed and fainted by now.
With this thought, they looked at Qin Feng with some confusion, wondering why he had reacted so quickly.
Then, they seemed to discover something different.
Wow!
Qin Feng had actually bent his ears inward, directly covering his ear canals, without using his hands.
Seeing this, the others were instantly dumbfounded.
What kind of supreme skill was this? It was incredible.
As expected, a team leader was not someone ordinary people could be.
He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and the others had never seen anyone control their ears like this before, so they all looked over with curiosity.
Seeing that everyone had recovered, Qin Feng continued to have them sing the national anthem to prevent them from fainting again.
While He Chenguang and the others continued to sing, Qin Feng inspected the surroundings of the room, discovering that the door was locked and the windows had been sealed at some point.
Clearly, this was a pre-planned operation.
Suddenly, Qin Feng gestured to everyone, telling them to continue with what they were doing, while he positioned himself by the door, concealing his figure, ready.
Seeing Qin Feng's actions, He Chenguang and the others were puzzled but obediently continued singing the national anthem.
After about a minute, several instructors suddenly rushed to the door of Qin Feng's room.
One of the instructors took out a key and unlocked the padlock.
But the moment the padlock was opened, someone next to him kicked the door open and prepared to throw a flashbang.
However, in a flash, a dark figure kicked the flashbang away, pulled the instructor in, and then delivered a punch to his face.
Instantly, the instructor's nose bled profusely, his head buzzed, and his eyes were filled with stars.
What was happening?