Chapter 75

The life in the training camp is boring, and the life in the training camp is nostalgic. It has been two years since I came to this training. It is hard to imagine that a group of "old, weak, sick and disabled" who came down from Kunlun Mountain could spend two whole years in this training camp of angel mercenaries who value strength.

During the past two years, everyone has been in sweat and pain, without complaints, and only mutual encouragement. In terms of guns and equipment, everyone can already disassemble and assemble a desert eagle in ten seconds. Although they cannot shoot in the gun, there is no problem with a ring.

The trainers under the beautiful instructors have also changed batch after batch. From the earliest three to five months to now, I have to change them every day. There is no way. In our opinion, those trainers are becoming less and less difficult to fight. But thinking about it, they already have Kunlun ancient martial arts as the basis, and the fighting experience and skills that are constantly training in actual combat, it would be strange if they don’t win. Now the biggest fun for everyone is to watch the beautiful instructors change their faces because of their incompetence. There is no way, who makes life in the training camp so boring?

The meditation training in the desert ended a year ago. In Xing Aotian's words, this is not called training. It is clearly giving us rest time. I remember that when various creatures in the desert saw us, they were like seeing the plague god, and they were too late to hide. We are no longer afraid of those desert killers. The game we like to play the most is to pick up small stones to sulphate those creatures close to me, which can also exercise arm strength and wrist strength, and also train our reactions and eyesight. I remember that last time a rattlesnake with a commendable courage approached the place where we were sitting in meditation, about twenty stones hit it. A snake that was originally pretty good was smashed into more than twenty sections. The person who didn't take action was because he couldn't find the stones around him, otherwise the snake would probably die a little miserable.

Like other veterans, our group of people have also become very bad habits of bullying new campers. Although they know that this is not good, everyone still enjoys it. There is a saying that a veteran who does not bully new recruits is not a qualified veteran. Of course, how can these things be called bullying in our name? It is a good name for the first lesson of life taught by new comrades.

It seems half a year ago. I forgot the specific time. A group of professional soldiers came from the United States to come here for three weeks of training. There is a rumor that these guys are from the US Delta Special Forces. You don’t have to doubt the reliability of the rumor. Because this is a gadget such as daggers and pistols, we asked Comrade Xing Aotian to vent us with a very kind attitude. Comrade Xing Aotian is also very bachelor. When he saw the guys in our hands, he threw the information of the group to us immediately and ran away. When he heard that they were from the United States or his old acquaintance, he immediately decided to give this group of new reports a little care to show the friendship of this training camp.

So at our strong request, our group became their sparring opponents. The result is naturally conceivable, and the long-lost smiley faces reappeared on the faces of the beautiful instructor. With our joining, these opponents from the US Delta troops who had never changed sparring opponents from the beginning to the end also saved a lot of human resources for this training camp.

Every time the Delta people trained in fighting skills, they always had to go to the medical room to report, and they consumed a lot of medicines, which made Xing Aotian complain to us all the time. Every time he came to complain to us, we would entrust Wallace, a man from March 8 to deal with him, which was more than a verbal battle. In this camp, Wallace recognized the second place, and no one would agree to the first place. Wallace also used the veteran to comfort the new recruits from time to time, which directly led to the mental bombardment of those people he was greeted by him and almost hanged himself. He and Daniu are now called Double Evil by people in the entire training camp, not only with one relying on his fists and the other relying on his tongue.

As for Yuan Kongzi, this guy hasn't taken action for a long time. There is no way. Without his opponent he likes, no one will be dizzy to mess with him. Every day, he just drinks wine and smokes, and when he is really bored, he goes to the desert to stroll and basks in the sun. At night, he will sigh about his life. The only thing that gives him a headache is to learn all kinds of knowledge. Fortunately, Daniu classmate gave him the bottom, which made him find a little comfort in his heart.

The human-shaped weapon of Daniu in the training camp has always been unable to escape the pain of studying. However, after I used three meals a day as a threat, Daniu's enthusiasm for learning has been unprecedentedly high. A year of cramming education has allowed him to learn at least fifty French words, which needs to be compared with others. But even so, it made the old man who taught our language and knowledge burst into tears, and he felt a sense of accomplishment. Even I couldn't help but want to pat the old man on the shoulder and say: Brother, it's not easy! Daniu's "success" gave me unprecedented confidence. It felt like the old man suddenly became ten years younger. When he gave us a lecture, his saliva was like a bullet sprayed from a machine gun, sweeping everyone and not daring to look up. The place where his firepower points were the most concentrated was naturally where Daniu sat.

As for the changes of others, I have to reveal a little secret to everyone. That day, Wallace and the 38th man, I took a shower from the men's bathroom in the training camp (the training camp was built in the desert and it was very tight. The so-called bathing was to wipe it with a towel and wipe it with water). It was already very late at this time. Logically speaking, other people should have gone to bed, and Wallace and I dragged it to such a late because we went to "condolence" the new egg dans of the Delta troops. But when we were about to leave the bathroom, we suddenly found a few figures facing the mirror in the bathroom and didn't know what to do. We were very surprised, so we walked over quietly to prepare for the final analysis.

When we got closer, we almost burst into laughter. It turned out that Elder Xingyuezi was wearing only a pair of underwear and posing in various positions in front of the mirror. He also pinched his muscles from time to time, and even made a sound in his mouth. This scene is really narcissistic, so it would be as narcissistic as it would be. In order to save face for Elder Xingyuezi, we kept this secret for him. Today I really couldn't hold it in, so I told it out. Apart from me and Wallace, you are the third person to know. Don't tell others, haha.

Wallace should have performed well with us. I had already agreed to join us. Of course, he didn't know that we were actually monks from Kunlun. I told him that my subordinates all came from the countryside, and he really believed it. (Shan~～)

However, compared with the Kunlun disciples just went down the mountain, the Kunlun disciples are now very well-known, which is thanks to good diet and high-intensity training. Of course, frequent group fights are also a reason.

Although the life in the training camp is beautiful for us, the banquet in the world is full of all kinds. I have a premonition that we are not far from the day we leave the camp.

Sure enough, on a dark and windy night, Xing Aotian came to talk to me.

He called me to the command center in the training camp, and after making me a cup of tea (I was flattered by having a drink in the desert, but it also made me know that the content of today's conversation is more important), and said, "Mr. Chris, you and your men have been to our Angel Mercenary Training Camp for two years. How to say, I think you should have learned almost everything you should say, and it's not interesting to stay in this desert again. What do you think?"

Although I was mentally prepared, when the facts were in front of me, I couldn't accept it at once. I stayed in this training camp for two years, and after all, I had a certain feeling for it.

Xing Aotian also knew that it would take some time to let me accept this decision, so he didn't urge me to, and the entire command room suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, I stood up, threw down the words "I know", and left the command room and returned to the barracks. He told everyone the news. The originally lively barracks suddenly became quiet. Everyone's face looked as ugly as their parents died, but I could understand their feelings. After all, since Kunlun was in disaster, these two years should be the happiest time they had. If they had to say goodbye to this place at once, no one would feel good.

No one said anything for a long time, even Wallace lowered his head and was in a low mood. Compared to us, he should have more feelings for this training.
Chapter completed!