Apocalyptic Strong Training System

No words for a night, the next morning.

Most of the survivors sent yesterday were arranged on the football field. The college students gathered in twos and threes and passed on word of mouth.

"Assemble at the training ground after dinner, remember not to be late."

"Have you heard, go to the training ground to gather later."

After the college students lined up for breakfast, they came to the training ground in a hurry and rescued a total of more than 400 college students in the university town. Almost none, men and women, all gathered here.

Chen Tiansheng and Yang Xue, each holding two cardboard boxes, came slowly to the training ground.

"Idol!"

When the students saw their idols, their mood was full of ups and downs, and it was very lively.

Chen Tiansheng and Yang Xue put down the boxes separately, looked at everyone in joy, and said loudly:

"Quickly divide into two teams, the male standing on the left, the female standing on the right, and the human-demon standing in the middle."

The classmates separated quickly while laughing. Chen Tiansheng pinched his waist and introduced:

"From today, I will lead the male classmates as your instructor, and Yang Xue will lead the female classmates. Everyone applauds."

Applause, whistle, cheers are endless.

Although Chen Tiansheng said about it yesterday, Yang Xue still had some difficulties today.

"Boss, I really don't know how to teach, aren't you embarrassing people?"

Chen Tiansheng tilted his head and said softly:

"If you can't teach, you can't fool you. In short, girls practice courage first. You can talk to them first and let them let go. Just like you did before, you will get used to it."

"Depend on."

Yang Xue responded in a low voice.

Chen Tiansheng clapped his hands and shouted: "Well, everyone is quiet. The girls followed instructor Yang Xue and went to the side to watch. All the male students stayed, and the formal training began."

The girls chirped and left, all surrounded by Yang Xue, chatting all kinds of things.

Chen Tiansheng looked at the excited male classmates and shouted:

"The first subject of training is to know yourself and the enemy to win every battle. You will be divided into groups of 11 people, with speed and speed."

After a period of confusion among the male classmates, familiar people stood together and quickly divided into groups.

Chen Tiansheng pushed the box forward and continued to shout:

"Have you ever played a blind hitting game? One of them is holding a balloon hammer, and the other 10 are blindfolded."

"The rules are very simple. Blindfolded people who are hit in the head by a balloon hammer are eliminated. Those who hold a balloon hammer will lose as long as they are touched. Ten people lose 10 push-ups and one person lose 100 push-ups. Who are you? first come!"

"I, I, I..."

The students are eager to try.

Soon the first wave appeared. Ten male classmates were blindfolded and groping around. The male classmate approached tiptoely and slammed the nearest male classmate on the head. After making a sound, the others disappeared.

There was a lot of laughter on the training ground.

At the end of the first round of the game, the male student with the balloon hammer lost and did push-ups reluctantly.

Chen Tiansheng said loudly:

"You should be fortunate that it's a game now. If the ten of them are zombies, you are already dead!"

The students smiled, only to realize that this did not seem to be a game, but a training.

"Yes, catching people blindfolded is similar to the attacking method of zombies. The classmates holding balloon hammers are acting as survivors. You are all people who have seen zombies. You know the purpose of this training and want to survive. If you want to become stronger, just be serious!"

After reprimanding, Chen Tiansheng gained another wave of worship points.

"All the boys enter, and the male classmate who is playing the zombie blindfolds, and the survivors go get the hammer and move faster. This time, there will be a big fight directly."

After dressing up, the entire training ground was called a chaos, with students fleeing everywhere.

Amidst the laughter, Chen Tiansheng found a genius with glasses.

He broke through the encirclement and blockade and ran directly to the podium. After shouting, he attracted the classmates, and then condescendingly tapped their heads one by one.

"Good job, I learned the trick so quickly!"

Chen Tiansheng excitedly shouted and cheered, and reminded the male classmate who played the zombie from time to time.

When the training ground was extremely lively, the soldiers stepped neatly into the training ground, one by one, shouting slogans.

"Standing!"

The commander gave an order, frowned and looked at the chaotic training ground, annoyed with smoke from Qiqiao.

"Be quiet!"

The commander yelled sharply and interrupted the playful training. The students either took off their blindfolds or looked puzzled.

"Who made you mess around in the training ground, is this your place to mess around!"

The commander held the shelf, pointed at all the students and shouted:

"All of you, get out of here immediately!"

The students are all newborn calves and are not afraid of tigers, not to mention there are idols to support them.

"Why do you drive us away?"

The male classmates were filled with indignation.

"We are training to kill zombies, don't you know?"

"train!"

The commander leaned forward and pulled the balloon hammer in disdain.

"This is how you can kill zombies!"

After speaking, he squeezed the balloon and slammed it to the ground.

"Now get out of here immediately!"

At this time Chen Tiansheng came over and said with a cold face:

"What if we don't leave?"

"you again!"

The commander saw Chen Tiansheng, but he didn't like it before, and now he doesn't like it even more.

The commander held his hands behind his back and said confidently:

"I am the commander-in-chief of the theater base. I have the final say on the training ground of the base. Now, my soldiers need to train. You will leave immediately. I will bear the blame, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what do you want to do?"

The female classmates also gathered around, especially Yang Xue, who came directly.

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite."

Chen Tiansheng smiled.

"Have you been polite, OK, I also want to know how you are polite, Hua will debut."

Chen Tian said physically straightforwardly:

"You have to train, and we have to train. There is only one training ground. Either you use it or I use it. Now speaking, whoever has the strong fist will use it."

"I come!"

Yang Xue stepped forward and said to the commander with a cold face:

"I am alone and can beat all of you!"

"You...you, this is what you said!"

The commander's angry hands were shaking, pointing at Yang Xue, and at Chen Tiansheng, turning his head and shouting: "Knock them away from me, fight me if you resist!"

"Fight and fight, whoever is afraid of whom!"

The college students are righteous and have to move their arms and sleeves.

But Chen Tiansheng stopped them from moving.

"You all step back, haven't you heard what Yang Xue said, she can beat them all by herself!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the commander with disdain, and the soldiers with straight backs behind him.

"Just double the number of these stinky fish, rotten shrimps, and instructor Yang Xue will be able to fight, and they will all go back to the theater!"

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