Spear Teacher

In the early morning of the next day, the program team woke up the eight people who were still asleep.

They asked them to change into special infrared sensing combat uniforms and helmets.

Although the combat uniforms were not as exquisite as the guests' private clothes, stars are always stars, and it is difficult to hide their charm even if they are dressed like this.

In addition to the infrared combat uniforms, the instructor also issued a huge military mountaineering bag to each person.

Of course, the bags of Lu Heng and the other four were full of supplies, enough for them to survive a day without finding the scattered supplies on the island.

But Jiang Qiyu and the others did not have this privilege because they lost the game.

There was nothing else in the bag except simple mountaineering first aid tools.

After everyone put on their equipment, the instructor began to introduce them to the rules and precautions of this deserted island battle royale.

As Jiang Qiyu said, the eight of them would be arranged on two speedboats according to the grouping of the game yesterday, and go to the island from the north and south respectively.

This battle is a real individual battle. In addition to facing the occasional ambush of 20 coaches hiding on the deserted island, the guests also have to be careful of their companions.

The excitement level is rising sharply.

Due to the special environment this time, the program team will also use methods such as placing cameras on the guests and drone aerial photography to broadcast live from multiple angles.

Everything is ready, and the eight people are divided into two groups and get on the speedboat to the uninhabited deserted island together.

"Mr. Spear!"

Facing the rising sun in the eastern sky, Fang Xubai is wearing camouflage combat uniforms, and two camouflage blocks are painted on his left face, adding a different kind of vitality to his originally slightly youthful face.

He put his hand on his brow, looked at the deserted island in the distance, tugged at Jiang Qiyu's sleeve beside him, and couldn't hide his excitement:

"Teacher Changmao, is that our battlefield?"

"......"

Jiang Qiyu, who was a little dazed because he got up too early, just lazily glanced in the direction of his finger and said perfunctorily:

"Your battlefield, my mass grave."

Fang Xubai didn't care about her attitude at all, and still sighed enthusiastically:

"So excited, do we have to find weapons to fight NPCs as soon as we get on the island?"

"Tsk..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the instructor at the bow in front of him sneer.

The instructor had a dark complexion and a rough look. He raised his eyebrows and looked up and down at the delicate stars, grinning:

"I'm not saying that after you go to the island, if you can guarantee that you can spend three days safely under those guys without being eliminated, you will be lucky."

The twenty coaches are all good players in the organization. It's difficult to get benefits from them.

Fang Xubai is not stubborn at all. The instructor's words are like a basin of cold water poured over his head, which completely wiped out his excitement and excitement.

He shrank his neck, approached Jiang Qiyu cautiously, and naturally put his arm around her:

"Sister Qiyu, don't forget what you promised me yesterday."

"Don't worry..."

After being disturbed by him, Jiang Qiyu woke up and pulled out her arm without leaving a trace. She patted his shoulder and said earnestly:

"Don't be afraid. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. We can definitely defeat them together!

These words were like a shot of adrenaline. Fang Xubai stood up immediately after hearing them, and clenched his fists confidently:

"Sister Qiyu, I feel much more at ease with your words. Today, our two calves will definitely win!"

"Two?" But Jiang Qiyu shook his head and pointed a finger at himself: "I am a calf."

"Ah?"

"What about me? "

Faced with his clear and stupid eyes, Jiang Qiyu curled her lips and smiled.

"You..."

Just as she was about to speak, a low voice with a hint of teasing suddenly came from behind:

"You are a newborn."

"..."

The conversation between the three people was broadcast to the live broadcast room word for word by the radio equipment they each wore.

[Hahahahaha... Help me, can you two, Long Ear CP, be human!]

[Are these two people here to participate in a love variety show or to perform crosstalk? Why are they singing the same tune?]

[Hahahaha, a world where only Baibai gets hurt has been achieved.]

[White Spear Girl, come quickly and protect our best newborn calf CP in the world!]

[I love the way these three people get along, and the two chefs are ecstatic!]

The three of them attacked each other (crossed out) and talked and laughed on the boat, which inevitably made Jiang Mian, who was sitting at the end, feel left out.

But she really couldn't get a word in their conversation, so she could only sit there.He chuckled twice.

But his eyes were always on Jiang Qiyu, who had not seen him for more than a month since he left the Jiang family.

She... seemed different from before.

The speedboat was not slow, and it soon reached the shore on the north side of the deserted island while the few people were talking.

The instructor put them down and told them that if they were "shot dead" within three days, they should come here by themselves, and someone would come to pick them up.

At the same time, this also declared their mission failed.

After saying this, he briefly reminded them of a few precautions, and then drove the speedboat around without hesitation and left.

The four people were empty-handed, each carrying their own light mountaineering bags and looking at each other.

"Brother Yu..."

Jiang Mian looked at Qi Yu with hope and spoke softly.

Of course, she didn't want to be left behind at the beginning, but the message she had finally mustered up the courage to send to Qi Yu last night fell into the sea, so she had to worry about her current situation.

After receiving her look that seemed like she was asking for help, Qi Yu just turned his gaze to Jiang Qiyu beside him calmly and raised his eyelids inconspicuously.

Jiang Qiyu didn't think too much about it, and turned to Fang Xubai beside him and said:

"AKA, kill without burying, our slogan is!"

Fang Xubai was very smart, and immediately stepped forward and stood in a fairly standard military posture, shouting loudly:

"Any time!"

Jiang Mian also understood and immediately followed: "Any place."

Jiang Qiyu raised his head and chest, "Super criminal!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the man whose face was full of "Don't be crazy", his eyes were bright.

"......"

But Qi Yu just gave her a cold look, then took a long step, and walked towards the shadowy bushes without looking back.

"......"

The three people who were left behind were stunned for a second, and then they rushed to follow.

"Hey!"

Qi Yu was tall and had long legs and big steps. Jiang Qiyu finally caught up with him and stepped forward to grab the strap of the man's backpack.

He clearly said yesterday that what he said was what it was, why did he change his mind today?

He walked so fast, could it be that this guy wanted to run away by himself?

In a hurry, she began to speak without thinking: "If you don't keep your word, you will become a cuckold tomorrow!"

"..."

Qi Yu, who only wanted to escape from the cerebral palsy meeting just now, paused and looked down at the white little hand that was tightly holding his bag strap.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly:

"Let go."

When he said this, Jiang Qiyu panicked even more. She couldn't help but tighten her hand again, and looked up and smiled at him flatteringly:

"Mr. Qi, we are a team. I can only trust you if you say the slogan, otherwise I will not be safe..."

Before she finished her words, she saw a big hand with distinct joints covering her.

The man's knuckles were long and thin, with calluses on his fingertips from years of fitness. He gently and slowly opened the slender fingers that were holding the straps of his backpack, and then pulled the straps away when she was slightly stunned.

"......"

I don't know if it was an illusion, Jiang Qiyu only felt that the big hand that was wrapped around her palm was slightly tightened for a moment.

Then it was released without any hesitation.

At the moment when the two hands separated, she heard the man's slightly helpless voice, mixed in the faint smell of soil on this uninhabited desert island:

"Committing a crime against the wind."