"Alright, take them back." After they had finished looking, Jiang Yan Hai waved his hand. Next, they would enter the next training ground. As for that training ground... it was the close-range corpse shooting observation course that Special Forces 1st Battalion had gone through back then.
As these corpses continued to be mass-produced, their price was rapidly dropping. More realistic materials had also been developed, materials closer to human fibers. Even muscles and internal capillaries could be simulated.
When the trainees were led here, they all breathed a slight sigh of relief, because they had received orders that the next training session would be shooting practice.
In their eyes, shooting training shouldn't involve anything too perverse, right? Yet what they had not expected was that the moment they arrived at the base, they saw a vast expanse of densely packed gravestones!
These were different from the little wooden markers they had planted when they left. These were actual gravestones! There were even mounds of raised earth. That place... was clearly a real cemetery.
Everyone was stunned. There were at least two or three hundred gravestones here! Could these... be soldiers who had died while training here before? That couldn't be possible!
If that many soldiers had really died, there was no way there would have been no news about it in the country. It would definitely have made the news.
"What are you looking at? No need to look. The ones buried in there are all going to be your shooting instructors. In a while, you'll be burying your shooting instructors too." Chen Shan Ming glared at them all and shouted.
The moment Chen Shan Ming said that, every trainee looked terrified. "R-report... Instructor... are we going to... shoot you?" one trainee asked blankly.
"What are you thinking?! If I