The national school idol is a girl

The hunter looked at the young man's back and suddenly slung his spear: "Since you are so capable, this place is ten kilometers away from the training unit, at the nine o'clock direction. From now on, we will all move forward with heavy loads, and put all your backpacks on your back."

"Ten kilometers? Walking on foot? Carrying heavy weight?" Which army reported this?

The hunter raised his eyebrows: 'It's only ten kilometers. If you can't run, don't come. As for the seven people who were just shot, you can wait where you are and someone will pick you up.

After that, the hunter lifted his legs and walked away, and the sniper jumped down from the tree, and his movements were also very fast.

It was as if the jungle ahead was nothing to them.

In the blink of an eye, those figures disappeared into the bushes.

I can still vaguely hear the voice coming from there: "After two hours of walking, I will wait for you at the end. Those who exceed the time will be automatically eliminated. If you come late and can't make it for dinner, then you don't have to have dinner." ”

"Holy shit." Upon hearing this, the prince quickly put on his backpack.

The rest of the people acted the same way.

Only those who were shot rubbed their hair hard. They knew very well that they had been eliminated.

There was a carload of people when we came, but now there is only half a carload left.

Those who stayed knew very well that they had no chance to join the legendary army of the King of Soldiers.

Bushwalking is not like ordinary walking.

No one knows what they will encounter there.

The main reason is that the new recruits who came here didn't expect that even before training started, they would already have more activities than they usually do in the army.

Of course, physical strength is still the biggest assessment criterion.

But what the prince didn't expect was that some people just didn't take the ordinary path.

He was still studying the route when the tall and tall figure with the backpack on his back had already jumped sideways up the tree, reached out and pulled off his belt, and flew to another tree with a swish.

"Holy crap, where did this guy come from? Why is he the same as the ancient people? He still has to work hard!"

As the prince spoke, he did not forget to move forward.

As he walked, he found that walking downstairs was too slow.

Especially when the marching shoes are stained with mud, they become very heavy.

How can we walk through a place like this in two hours?

They were not familiar with this terrain at all, so he wouldn't be eliminated. To be honest, what if he couldn't make it in time for dinner?

"Brother, brother!" The prince tried to catch up with the boy when he jumped into the tree again, and shouted: "I have a cigarette here, do you want it? Come down and have a rest?"

Hearing this, the young man laughed, turned his head and glanced at him: "I'm in a hurry for dinner."

"Great, we both have the same purpose. I see you flying up and having a great time. Do you want to take me with you?" After the prince finished speaking, he added: "I don't just have cigarettes here!"

The young man tilted his head and seemed to think for a moment: "Okay, but if there is meat for dinner tonight, you will get half of it from me."

"You are so thin, do you eat so much?" The prince was really sweating.

The boy stood on the tree with a lollipop in his mouth: "Do you want to fly?"

"Feifeifei, I'll give you half, I'll give you half!" The prince weighed it and made sure that time was important.

The young man threw a rope and went down: "Come up."

"...climbing trees" the prince is a bit clever.

The young man raised his eyebrows: "You come from the compound and you can't even climb a tree?"

"How could it not be." After all, the prince was much better than that kind of wimp. After pulling the rope and climbing up the tree, he was a little confused: "What happens next?"

"fly."

With one word, the boy was already holding the belt in his hand and flying from one tree to another.

I'll go and take him with me as promised?

The prince was unprepared, and almost hit his face against a tree. Fortunately, he adapted later, but he was still complaining in his heart about where did this black boy come from, who could flip over trees so skillfully.

after an hour.

In the internal border areas, the most hidden troops, and the five hundred miles of no-man's land, vegetables must be transported by military aircraft.

Here, both the surrounding environment and the camp are most suitable for jungle combat drills.

Many people think so.

It is natural that there will be no war in the Yan Kingdom.

Troops will be stationed at every corner of the more than 3,000-meter border defense line.

The reason why those forces that were eyeing the Yan Kingdom did not break in was because of the presence of these troops.

Especially here, all the major mercenary organizations are afraid of it.

The sunshine was bright and diffuse, falling in from the woods, giving the shadows of the backlight a layer of rough edges.

There was a military vehicle parked in front of the military camp, and there was a person standing next to the military vehicle. The person stood in the light and shadow. The outline of his face, the line from his forehead to his chin seemed to be shining with furry light, and his sharp edges and corners seemed to have been carved. generally.

He tilted his head and was lighting a cigarette. His fingers were particularly white. If it weren't for the handsome military uniform he was wearing, no one would have known that he was a soldier.

When the hunter arrived at the camp, he had a somewhat gloating smile on his face. But when he saw the figure, his mouth suddenly froze and he stood upright. He didn't dare to look at anyone and just looked straight ahead. , shouted out loudly: "Boss."

The figure glanced at him, pointed his finger at the military vehicle, and said in a calm voice: "Where is the person you asked to pull?"

"I think this is the first time for them to get familiar with the surrounding environment so that they can better enter the training state!" the hunter reported loudly. But my heart was pounding.

"It's a good idea." The figure smiled, and when his thin lips curled up, the afterglow spread on his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

The hunter's eyes lit up as he thought that the Boss would actually agree to what he did.

Until he heard the next sentence.

"Since you have such an idea, it's no problem to just eat vegetables for dinner, and it should be no problem to run five kilometers on the way." The figure said, raising his hand to look at the time on the watch: "In one hour, come over to my place Report."

What else could the hunter say.

The three comrades standing next to him all smiled nervously, fearing that if they laughed out loud, they would suffer the same fate.

Wait until the figure leaves.

One of them put his arm on the hunter's shoulder: "Are you letting it go this time? By the way, logically speaking, you all flew a military plane and there shouldn't be many who can stay. What's wrong with you?" And let them come on foot?”

"What I do is help the boss select talents in advance." The hunter waved his hand: "What do you know, a magician?"

The magician put on his general hat: "Okay, you go ahead and pick yours. I'm going in for dinner. I heard that I made a pot of beef today, but it's a pity that someone can't eat it."

The hunter felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't say anything. Two groups of people had already come in front of them. Why did the magician and the others seem so relaxed when they went to pick them up?

When he got here, a thorn popped out.

When the hunter thought of the black boy, he subconsciously looked around.

As for the counterattack just now, they must not let others know, especially the magicians. It is too embarrassing!

"Coming from the jungle, they won't be able to get out without walking for two hours." The sniper just reached out and put a hand on the hunter's shoulder: "This is a powerful attack, brother, I admire it."

The hunter leaned against the military vehicle: "We have to let them know where this place is, especially those who came in through connections. They don't have the ability to leave early."

"I heard that the captain also came in through connections." The voice sounded very low.

The hunter frowned: "P, the boss still relies on connections, don't spread such words in the future."

"I'm just asking." The man raised his hand and glanced at his watch: "It's been an hour. Let's go out and take a look?"

The person next to him smiled and said, "Do you want to watch? I'm sure we can't get there. We should take a shower now and wait for dinner later. Are you right, hunter?"

"That's right."

Unexpectedly, he just finished speaking.

A lazy voice sounded from behind: "It looks like we've arrived. The cars here are pretty good."

Hearing this, several people suddenly looked back.

I saw a boy with dark skin, carrying a military bag on his back, and camouflage pants stuffed into military boots. There seemed to be no trace of the ten-kilometer load-bearing hike on the boy's face. He still looked clean. Jing, with a ruffian look.

This doesn't look like someone walking through the jungle.

On the other hand, although the man standing next to the boy was quite clean, his face was probably scratched by a branch, which was a bit miserable.

But no matter what, these two people shouldn't have appeared here so soon.

You must know that they arrived at the training ground within an hour after being familiar with the terrain for a week.

The first time these two people came, they were evenly matched in terms of time.

The hunter's mood was particularly complicated at this time.

I tried to intimidate the new recruits twice, but failed both times!

"Where can we eat?" A second voice sounded, and it was still the young man speaking.

The hunter took a deep breath, his throat was rising and falling with many words, and finally he could only say: "Go and report first, you two follow me."

The young man raised his eyebrows: "I thought I would have food when I arrived, but it turns out I still have to wait."

The hunter felt that one breath was not enough for him. Where did this black boy come from?

"Everyone who can join the King of Soldiers' army is selected from a thousand. There is one thing I want to remind you first. If you don't come here, whether you can stay depends on your subsequent performance. The army is for You eat."

After hearing this, the young man let out a lazy sigh.

The prince with a scratched face gave a thumbs up at the side. The other person was really awesome. He looked for food when he came. He was different!

"Everyone has a quilt at the registration office. Remember, there is only one quilt, so pay attention to hygiene. You can take toothpaste, toothbrush, washbasin, towel, and rice bowl by yourself. Be sure to look for your own things. When eating, don't take the wrong rice bowl. "The hunter said next to him, pointing to a place not far away: "The place where you live is in front. There are four people in one room. There is no separate bathroom. If you want to take a bath, go to the west bathhouse. Saving water is also part of the army. There is no time limit for training, so it’s best to be prepared.”

After hearing this, the prince didn't have much idea. The infrastructure of each army was not too bad now.

The only difference between special forces and ordinary forces is the daily training.

It is said that two groups of new soldiers came before them.

It is estimated that three batches of recruits were selected together.

When the prince thought of this, he reached out and touched his chin. He suddenly felt a little hopeless. They seemed to have offended their captain unintentionally. What should they do?

But... the prince tilted his head and looked at the dark-skinned boy who had been studying the bathhouse. He didn't seem to care at all.

No, there is nothing to study in a bathhouse.

Master, you have to think about what the situation is now.

The prince felt that at this time, the comrade he had worked with most must give a formal reminder. He held the military quilt he had just received in his hand and lowered his voice: "I said, brother, tell the truth, are you? Is it particularly hard backstage?”

"What backstage?" The young man turned his head and asked casually.

The prince's voice dropped a little lower: "Don't hide it from me at this time. How dare you come up and offend the captain without a backstage? It's impossible for us to enter this group of soldiers without a backstage."

The young man continued to observe the surrounding environment, a little absent-mindedly: "In addition to the backstage, isn't there also a selection? I got here by typing in."

Prince:......

He didn't know whether to call the other party a master or to shake him awake. Why not keep a low profile without a backstage?

"You must be lying to me." The prince didn't believe it.

The young man continued to walk forward. After all, for those who are good at guessing, just let him guess quietly.

The prince really can't understand his new roommate.

That's right, it's a roommate.

They arrived at the same time and must stay in the same room according to the order of reporting.

As soon as the boy entered the door, he threw his backpack on the lower bunk.

He looked at it and put his backpack next to it.

The hunter didn't leave, mainly because he wanted to see which hill this black guy came from.

Who would have thought that the guy just threw his backpack on the bed, and after the general was spread with sheets, his first words were: "You can eat now."

hunter:……

Prince: ...I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air, really!

Hunter: ...You kid, you really don’t want anything else besides eating!

"You can eat. Bring your things and go to the cafeteria."

The hunter said this and walked out first. He really wanted to tell the boss that there was a black boy in their team who deserved a beating.

Helpless, if he said anything, he would definitely leak the fact that he was being suppressed.

So I can’t say it, absolutely can’t say it.

On the way from the dormitory to the cafeteria.

No one knows why.

The young man suddenly stopped.

A pair of extremely black eyes were focused on a car not far away.

Logically speaking, that car shouldn't be here.

After all, this is an army, and everything should be military vehicles.

But that car was a limited edition sports car.

The gilded all-black color, the smooth lines of the body, and the wing-like doors make it easy to tell what kind of car it is at the first glance.

Lamborghini, bat.

Four in one, An.