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Fang Han and all the students who participated in the training camp got off the bus one by one.

Merge into the class square of the No. [-] Middle School and line up in a column.

Fang Han and Zhou Wei were the tallest and stood at the back of the queue.

He also took the time to look at the best senior high school in Nanshan Base City.

The playground area is more than twice the size of the No. [-] Middle School.

There are no basketball courts and football fields in the previous life, only pieces of martial arts training equipment and competition venues.

Today, it was emptied out early and used for training.

Surrounding the outer circle is a huge red 2000-meter-long runway.

Beyond the green fence of the playground, there are patches of green plants, flower beds, and an artificial lake on campus.

The environment is very nice.

The morning breeze blows gently.

The scent of flowers mixed with the smell of earth and green grass floats in the air.

smell it,

Refreshing!

Farther away are the brown-red teaching buildings and the quiet room for martial arts practice seen when rows of passenger cars drive in.

The scale and quantity are also much larger than Nanshan No. [-] Middle School.

The total number of students in Nanshan No. [-] Middle School is also the largest among the three high schools.

Fang Han withdrew his gaze and looked at the three distinct square formations on the playground.

Standing in the center is the host Nanshan No. [-] Middle School.

The large-scale phalanx of more than 300 training students ranks first among the three high schools.

In Fang Han's spiritual induction,
The students in No. [-] Middle School are not only well-dressed, but many of them even wear one or two spirit-weave weapons or spirit-weave props.

The proportion of formal warriors among the training students is also much higher than that of the students from the other two high schools.

Everyone's face is inevitably full of high-spirited and youthful arrogance!
the square matrix on the right,
More than 200 training students from No. [-] Middle School stood there.

Fang Han clearly sensed,

Although the proportion of official warriors in No. [-] Middle School and the overall quality of students are a little lower than those of No. [-] Middle School, the difference is definitely not much.

They lined up in a row and looked at the phalanx of No. [-] Middle School from time to time, their eyes full of provocation.

The two high schools are old rivals.

Every year in the college entrance examination season, it is the tip of the needle.

After all, the distribution of martial arts resources for the second school year is based on the rate of admission to higher education in the college entrance examination and the number of top students.

Fang Han stood at the back of the queue, watching the posture of No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School indifferently.

this hasn't started yet,
The teachers and students on both sides met with each other, creating a tense atmosphere.

Each of the two sides held back their energy, wanting to show their talents and overwhelm others in this big scene of the joint training camp of the three schools.

As for Nanshan No. [-] Middle School, judging from the past enrollment rate, they are not qualified to be opponents at all.

Fang Han and his classmates stood in the square formation on the left.

Throughout the three middle schools,

There are only more than 100 students participating in the training camp.

The number of people is the least, and the overall strength is also the weakest.

Classmates looked at the students of No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School with envy from time to time.

After the queues of the three schools were lined up, the three principals stepped onto the rostrum.

The crowd quieted down.

Bang Lang Lang——

The two large sliding iron doors on the side of the rostrum were opened.

A heavily armed police station soldier walked in quickly and orderly, with a rifle on his body and a variety of large instrument parts in his hands.

One by one, the components were placed in front of the three student phalanxes.

then,

These soldiers with live ammunition quickly retreated around the playground and opened the cordon.

Some of the measuring instruments to be used next are the military secret technology of the Police Bureau.

This is a necessary security precaution.

Fang Han and everyone on the playground, seeing this posture, did not dare to be presumptuous, and stood awe-inspiring, extremely quiet.

Behind the queue of soldiers, some researchers in white coats followed.

They stand next to all the instrument parts.

The last ones to walk in were the leadership team of the Nanshan Police Bureau and the accompanying warriors.

Fang Han saw,

Zhang Guohao, the captain of the first team, is among them.

Captain Zhang was one body behind, following behind a middle-aged man who took the lead.

The two went to the rostrum one after another.

The rest of them took note boards one by one and came to the front of each class queue.

Cui Shan and Bai Lin, who had dealt with Fang Han twice before, happened to come to stand in front of the No. [-] middle school queue.

Fang Han glanced at them, then looked towards the rostrum.

"Wow, old Fang, this time the training camp of the three schools even came to Director Song!"

Zhou Wei looked at the stage with a face full of surprise, and then said to his friends on the side.

Fang Han nodded slightly.

The only person who can keep Zhang Guohao behind him is the director of the Nanshan Police Bureau.

The police chief has a straight face with Chinese characters.

Clear eyes, piercing.

He is about the same height as Zhang Guohao.

His expression is quite gentle, but when he is not smiling, there is a sense of awe and majesty.

Fang Han's gaze could not help but froze slightly due to the wave of aura faintly revealing from his body.

What a strong breath!
Fang Han felt that the aura emanating from Director Song was definitely the strongest warrior he had felt so far.

At this time,

As if sensing something, Song Weimin, who had just finished greeting the three principals, turned his head to look at the audience.

It happened to meet Fang Han's slightly dazed eyes.

Zhang Guohao on the side leaned over and said softly, "Ju Song, he is Fang Han!"

When Song Weimin heard the words, a gleam flashed in his clear eyes immediately.

"Hehe, you look very energetic!"

He stared at Fang Han for a while, and said with a gentle chuckle.

Zhang Guohao was also in a good mood, echoing in response: "Ju Song!"

"Every time I see him, there are unexpected surprises!"

"Today I have a hunch that he will surprise us again!"

"Okay, let's wait and see!" Song Weimin nodded with a smile.

The three principals were all surprised when they heard their conversation.

Fu Wenbin was surprised,
Even Director Song knew about Fang Han!

and,

The impression is still very good.

And the two principals of No. [-] Middle School and No. [-] Middle School,
But he was surprised when the No. [-] Middle School had a student whom Director Song and Captain Zhang valued so much!

For a time,

The five people on the rostrum all looked at Fang Han with surprise and expectation.

blah blah-

Footsteps sounded.

The dean of No. [-] Middle School walked up to the stage and came to remind the principal of the time.

The headmaster glanced at Song Weimin, and after getting the latter's nod of approval, he walked to the microphone and began to give the opening speech of the training camp.

Emotional.

The content is typical academic style.

Fang Han stood at the back of the class queue, feeling a little drowsy.

Zhou Wei, who was on the side, had already heard his eyes straight.

After half an hour,

Fang Han and the others finally heard the last sentence.

"This time, we are very honored to have the wise and powerful Director Song come here in person!"

"Next, let us use the warmest applause to invite Director Song to deliver a speech!"

The principal of No. [-] Middle School respectfully handed over the microphone to Song Weimin.

The audience applauded.

Song Weimin took a few steps forward and came to the front of the stage.

His expression gradually became serious and deep.

His face is not angry and majestic.

There is also a powerful and awe-inspiring martial arts aura on his body, which is slowly released!

Fang Han and everyone else immediately felt an oppressive coercion, and suddenly covered their bodies.

Under the cover of this deep momentum, the entire playground of No. [-] Middle School fell silent for an instant.

All the soldiers and warriors of the police station also stood up straight, their eyes solemn.

Fang Han raised his eyes and looked at the majestic figure of the ruler of Nanshan Base City.

His eyes narrowed slightly!

"Everyone!" A voice full of aura spread throughout the audience in an instant.

As if ringing in everyone's ears, Fang Han and everyone were stunned.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is deafening.

All eyes were on the stage.

Song Weimin held the microphone in his hand, glanced around, and continued in a deep voice.

"Today, those who can stand here are undoubtedly the young elites of our entire Nanshan base city!"

"It is also the future of our Nanshan Base City!!"

All the students in the audience, hearing Song Weimin's praise, all involuntarily held their heads high and their spirits glowed.

Fang Han's eyes flickered, and he clearly felt that the director had something to say.

He listened intently.

In Song Weimin's eyes, a sharp look flashed past.

"but!"

"I hope you can understand that the path of a warrior is not as beautiful as you imagined!"

"I can tell you in advance that this time the joint training of the three schools will be an actual combat training program for hunting monsters in the security zone outside the city in the afternoon!"

"I, Song Weimin, as the chief of the Nanshan Police Bureau, have already signed the casualty quota!"

"This time the joint training of the three schools is...will kill people!!"

Song Weimin's words were like the cold wind in winter, blowing through the bodies of everyone on the playground.

After everyone listened, their bodies were stiff and their eyes were dull.

The director's body suddenly released more and more powerful martial arts aura, pressing heavily on every student.

Bring enormous psychological pressure to everyone!

Song Weimin ignored the expressions of the students in the audience, stretched out a finger, and continued speaking with sharp eyes.

"Now, I will give you one last chance!"

"If anyone is afraid or doesn't want to participate, come out!"

"I can give you 10 minutes, and you leave on your own!"

if we assume,
Song Weimin's words just now were the words of a cold winter wind, so now these words are a blockbuster.

It fell heavily on everyone's heart lake!
Fang Han smiled faintly and scanned the crowd.

Without any hesitation or retreat in his heart, he clasped his hands leisurely.

he wants to see
Under such a bombshell, how would the more than 600 students in the three schools choose?

Fang Han first glanced at Zhou Wei beside him.

There was some struggle in Lao Zhou's eyes.

His fists were clenched tightly, but after a while, he relaxed again.

He noticed Fang Han's gaze, turned his head and gritted his teeth slightly, and said.

"Wipe it, one stroke is a stroke, and two strokes is a stroke!"

"I went out of the city with you before, there is no reason not to dare this time!"

"Old Fang, do you think this time will be my chance?"

"Some people can't hold on, and they will definitely leave!"

"If I can persist until the end in the afternoon, maybe I can get a good ranking and get more rewards!"

Zhou Weiyue said, the more determined his thoughts became.

The hesitation in his eyes has completely disappeared.

Fang Han nodded slightly, and patted his friend's generous shoulder: "Don't worry, Lao Zhou!"

"With your strength, as long as you can hold on, it's absolutely fine!"

After Zhou Wei finished distributing the proceeds from the ruins outside the city yesterday, he not only paid Yang Fan and Meng Xiaoxuan's money, but also bought a lot of pills for a dash.

The current physical strength has also reached the level of nearly two thousand catties.

It only takes a few days to consolidate and break through.

This kind of strength, among the training teams of the three schools, is already almost in the middle.

Fang Han knew very well that even with a casualty indicator, half of the people could not be killed or killed.

As long as he plays well, Zhou Wei really doesn't have to worry.

This simple and honest man couldn't help nodding when he heard what his good brother said.

He, who had always been convinced by Fang Han, became even more excited.

At this time,
The entire big playground has already started to be as noisy as a vegetable market.

"This... what is this... the situation?!"

"Didn't you say that everyone is here to participate in the training camp? Why... people will die?!"

"Who knows, Teacher Wang didn't say anything, everyone doesn't know!"

"Are you trying to scare people on purpose?"

"Deliberately scaring? Director Song is such a big man, there's no need for it!"

"It's really cheating. I won't participate. After suffering so much and eating so many pills, I was promoted to a formal warrior. I don't want to die in this training camp!"

"That's right. Anyway, during the college entrance examination and martial arts exam, formal martial artists can basically be admitted to the Martial Arts Academy. It's the same whether I participate in this training camp or not!"

"Why bother to die here!"

"..."

More and more people, while persuading others, are also convincing themselves.

Many people are already formal warriors.

Just go to report for the assessment, and after completing the level sequence certification, you can receive a lot of monthly subsidies every month.

He can also pass the entrance examination to the Martial Arts Academy smoothly.

This bright future is in sight, and more people choose to follow their inner nature.

Avoid pain and pursue happiness!
The weakness of the will and the fickle human nature are fully reflected at this moment.

Song Weimin and others on the rostrum, as well as all the soldiers and warriors of the police station, including the teachers of various schools, did not stop the students from discussing, let alone stop them from leaving.

quickly,

The first person started to move!

He left the big playground!

Like the first domino that overturned the psychological defense line, a chain reaction and the phenomenon of following followed.

One after another, people walked away.

Some people bowed their heads in shame and left silently.

Some people looked relaxed and relieved.

While leaving, he secretly laughed at those who stayed behind, all of them were Shabi who wanted to die!
……

Fang Han watched this scene quietly and smiled coldly.

As soon as 10 minutes arrive,
The security bureau warriors who were standing in front of the queue immediately took a bulletin board and summed up the remaining number of people.

After Song Weimin listened to the numbers in the newspaper, he quietly looked down at all the students in the audience.

He restrained all the martial arts aura that was released, and then showed a satisfied smile.

"very good!"

"320 three, much more than I expected!"

Fang Han didn't know if it was his own illusion, the bureau chief took a special look at him.

Song Weimin continued to look at everyone and said solemnly.

"To all the students who stayed, I hope that those of you who are talented and aspiring to become warriors can firmly remember one thing!!"

"In this world, in this day and age, we human beings are just... the bottom of the food chain!!"

"In the First Patriotic War, nearly 8601 people died and countless wounded!"

"In the Second Great Patriotic War, the death toll was nearly 7506 million, and countless wounded!"

The cold and brutal number of casualties fell on everyone's hearts like a pouring cold rain.

Song Weimin's voice, like a drum at dusk and a bell at dawn, is deafening and thought-provoking.

"Cracks in space one after another, drilled out countless terrifying creatures from other worlds!"

"Forests, mountains, and oceans have become a paradise for monsters to hunt and kill!"

"To this day, there are thousands or even tens of thousands of warriors in the Dragon Kingdom every day. They die because of expanding the territory and defending the base city!"

Song Weimin pointed at his feet and roared emotionally.

"Every inch of ground under our feet now!"

"Every base city that stands tall and lives on!"

"It's all the living space created by countless ancestors who fought fiercely with their blood and lives!"

"If today, we, as junior warriors!"

"Don't dare to fight monsters!"

"Don't dare to face death!"

"Don't dare to fight with your life!"

"Go and protect the only remaining place!"

"So!"

"The base city is... the prison where we are locked up!"

"The high wall is... the cage that seals us up!"

"A stable life is... the shackles that bind us!"

"One day, we will be driven to extinction by more and more terrifying alien creatures and monsters!!"

Song Weimin's stirring shouts and roars rang in everyone's ears and echoed throughout the playground.

The whole place was silent!
but,
The flames in everyone's hearts have already been ignited!