Chapter song: DOG SHIT - 21 Savage
Selection was probably one of the toughest tasks a person can do. While joining the military itself required grit and mental strength, special forces was another monster many couldn't face. On top of physical strength and mental fortitude, a special forces operator needed to practice gruelling discipline in order to survive the training, but also make it to the next day.
That was the part people didn't understand, the next day. Not the victories, not the dramatic breakthroughs, not the adrenaline-soaked heroics.
It was the routine. The endless sameness of it.
Wake before dawn, run until your lungs burn. Lift, crawl, climb, endure. Repeat.
The first time, it was a challenge, and the fiftieth time, it was basically a sentence. And yet this was where an operator truly lived, caught somewhere between monotony and madness, pushing the body because the mind refused to quit.
