Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

In the staircase classroom, the bloody scenes like a slaughterhouse scared the young team members who were not mentally prepared to the point of being so scared.

"Corpses" fell from the holes that opened on the ceiling, and their intestines, internal organs, and blood completely made them fall into blood.

The smell of blood, the fishy smell of the internal organs, and the smoothness of fat, made a group of young team members who had never really seen the fresh "corpse" vomit at the same time.

“……dream~”

“…uh uh ~”

In the first row of seats, Zhang Dongchen rolled his eyes while picking the large intestine on his head speechlessly, listening to the sounds of hiccups in his ears, and his expression was very unbeautiful.

On the podium, Wang Xuebin looked at him with great interest, raised his chin slightly to signal.

Zhang Dongchen, who noticed Wang Xuebin's actions, took a deep breath helplessly, turned his head, raised his face, stared at his vicious eyes, and shouted loudly:

"...What the hell are you doing? Stand up straight, can't you all do?

When fighting terrorism and terrorism, you can scare this to see a few "corpses". Why are you fighting terror? Go back and be a miner!

All stand up for me!!!”

Zhang Dongchen roared, left his seat, and patrolled back and forth in the stairs classroom.

Whenever he sees a pale and ugly team member, he will stop and stand up and scold him, but in fact he is secretly paying attention to the physical and mental state of the team member!

Wang Xuebin on the podium was not idle either. His eyes silently glanced at everyone below the stage, and an invisible deterrence unknowingly enveloped the entire classroom.

chill……

The biting chill...

Everyone in the classroom, including Zhang Dongchen, seemed to be in a bottomless abyss...

The cold wind blew past the two streams, and their brains, which had become confused due to the impact of distance, instantly woke up.

In an instant, some people who could not bear the impact pushed everyone away and fled to the door frantically.

In the classroom, Wang Xuebin and Zhang Dongchen watched all this silently, without any intention of stopping them...

They have been with each other for more than four years and have carried out many anti-terrorism missions together. They are very clear that the combat environment with terrorists is much worse than in this classroom.

Even those who are disguised in the classroom cannot detect or accept the small scenes that are unavailable, even if they are excellent in combat skills, they will only be in vain to send them to the battlefield.

Instead of letting them die on the battlefield, it is better to live and do some other work...

At least make up for the training resources they were wasted... they were all cultivated through resources...

"... Very good. The smart people just now made the right choice. They are your role models!"

Zhang Dongchen stopped, looked around, and shouted loudly. With his roar, the chill became more and more intense. Gradually, the pale-faced team members became illusions.

Mountain of corpse, sea of ​​blood!

A lonely and small figure slowly crawled in the scarlet world.

The broken arms and limbs drowned them, and the smell of blood suffocated them.

They couldn't see or hear, and could only touch the slippery and cold bodies with difficulty, moving forward... and moving forward... but they could never see the end...

At some point, Zhang Dongchen had arrived on the podium, stood beside Wang Xuebin, looking at the people below, wondering what they were thinking.

Beside Zhang Dongchen, Wang Xuebin breathed a long sigh, and looked at the pale and confused people below the audience, sighed softly:

"If... if... if... if... were to give this group of young people more time and let them adapt to the battlefield little by little, many of them could become excellent elites..."

Wang Xuebin's words woke Zhang Dongchen up from his thoughts, frowned slightly, and sighed.

"...But the problem is...whether we have that time..."

As he said that, he looked up at the ceiling that was still dripping with the sticky pig blood, and said melancholy:

"...You don't know the quality of the white-skinned and black-skinned army. You can't eat anything and do whatever you want. There was such a bad sex scandal some time ago!

The coalition government had no choice but to use the name of reform to directly break up the anti-terrorism organization of the army, so that these new generations of power would be supported...

In the latest one week, I have to take them to North America to garrison and take on anti-terrorism operations throughout the Americas!

They are only the first batch, but they still lack people under their command..."

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin sighed helplessly, looking at these young people with sad expressions on his face.

“………How many young people…have to die…”

“…It’s indispensable…but what can I do?

The damn spaceship sects carried out another terrorist attack last Thursday, and a small town in England was slaughtered... beheaded... and a Jingguan was placed with human heads...

That scene... Haha... I wanted to vomit after seeing it... Just these little guys, fighting in that environment, let alone tactical actions, it would be nice to be able to pick up a gun...

Don't we all come here like that...

I still remember your first battle... We were pointing at you to joke, but I didn't expect that you were so fierce...

He single-handedly picked the entire terrorist base... and scared us and that group of hostages silly, do you know... "

When Wang Xuebin heard Zhang Dongchen mention the past, he also smiled.

"...Haha...that time...I was really popular too... A little girl was pulled in half by the group of beasts with legs stretched...

That is, I was in urgent need of helping people, otherwise I would have to let them see the skills of my filmmakers…”

“…Yes…a bunch of beasts…”

Off the stage, the young team members gradually woke up, and stood there silently with their heads down, trembling and sometimes even retching.

On the podium, Wang Xuebin and Zhang Dongchen ignored their intentions and still chatted casually until they all woke up.

“…I’ve all returned to my soul?”

Zhang Dongchen turned his head and looked at the lost faces and showed a bad smile.

"Master? Elite? Ah?"

He suddenly pulled out a pig's heart from his pocket and threw it in front of everyone.

"...All the things that can't even tell the difference between the pig's internal organs and the human internal organs, and they also have the face to call themselves elites?

Is the intelligence officer also considered a special forces member?"

‘Bang!’

Zhang Dongchen slapped the table suddenly and cursed with harsh voices:

"...A small scene like this, the intelligence personnel have experienced at least 180 times a year. Even you are worthy of mocking them? A bunch of waste!!!"

On the side, Wang Xuebin, who was holding his chest with his hands, smiled slightly, shook his head, looked at the people who were like eggplant with frosted frost and said with a smile:

"...Okay, don't be as sad as if you were crying. It's bad luck. Although you will die sooner or later, you are not dead yet, right?"

As he said that, he took Zhang Dongchen and turned around and walked out of the classroom. When he reached the door, he seemed to have thought of something again, and stopped and turned his head.

"...By the way, these intestines and belly are all resources raised by the workers and uncles of the farm, and they cannot be wasted!

So, remember to clean up everything and send it to the kitchen team!

This is your extra meal today and tomorrow. I will make up for you..."

As he said that, he left without looking back.

From afar, I could only hear violent vomiting sounds from the stairs classroom again. Wang Xuebin, who was walking in front, smiled slightly when he heard the sound and shook his head gently.

"...I guess... they won't have any appetite in the past two days..."

"...Ha! It's good, save resources!"