Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

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

In an instant, some people who couldn't bear the impact pushed away the crowd and fled towards the door frantically.

In the classroom, Wang Xuebin and Zhang Dongchen watched all this silently, showing no intention of stopping it...

They have been partners for more than four years and have carried out many anti-terrorist missions together. They are very clear that the environment of fighting terrorists is far worse than that in this classroom.

People who can't even detect this small disguised scene in the classroom, or who can't accept it, even if their combat skills are excellent, will only die in vain if they are sent to the battlefield.

Instead of letting them die on the battlefield, why not live and do some other work...

At least make up for the training resources they wasted... They are all cultivated with resources...

"...Very good, those smart people just made the right choice, they are your role models!"

Zhang Dongchen stopped, looked around, and roared loudly. Along with his roar, the chill became more and more intense. Gradually, the pale-faced team members became hallucinations.

Mountain of corpses, sea of ​​blood!

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

Severed limbs overwhelmed them, and the smell of blood suffocated them.

They can't see, they can't hear, they can only touch the slippery and cold bodies with difficulty, moving forward...and moving forward...but they can't see the end...

At some point, Zhang Dongchen had already arrived on the podium, standing beside Wang Xuebin, quietly looking at the audience, thinking about something.

Beside Zhang Dongchen, Wang Xuebin exhaled a long breath, also looked at the pale and confused people below the stage, and sighed softly:

"If... if you give this group of young people a little more time to adapt to the battlefield bit by bit, many of them can become excellent elites..."

Wang Xuebin's words awakened Zhang Dongchen from his contemplation, he frowned slightly, and also sighed.

"...but the problem is...we don't have that time..."

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

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

The coalition government really had no choice, so in the name of restructuring, it directly dismantled the military's anti-terrorism establishment, and let the new generation's strength stand up...

In a week at the latest, I have to take them to North America to be stationed and take on the anti-terrorism operations throughout the Americas!

They are only the first batch, but the shortage of people is still very serious..."

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

"...these young people...how many deaths..."

"...It's indispensable...but what can I do?

Those damn spaceship factions carried out another terrorist attack last Thursday. A small town in England was all slaughtered... beheaded... and even set up a Beijing temple with human heads...

That scene... huh... I felt nauseous just watching it... just this group of brats, fighting in that environment, not to mention tactical moves, it's good to be able to hold a gun...

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

I still remember your first battle... Originally, we were pointing at you to make jokes, but I didn't expect that you were so fierce...

Single-handedly picked out the entire terrorist base...scared us and the group of hostages, you know..."

Hearing Zhang Dongchen mentioned the past, Wang Xuebin also showed a smile.

"... Hehe... That time... I was really angry too... A little girl was torn in half by those beasts stretching her legs...

That is, I was trying to save people, otherwise, I would have to show them the skills of my filmmakers..."

"...Yeah...a group of beasts..."

Under the stage, the young team members gradually woke up, and stood there silently with their heads bowed, their bodies trembling, and retching from time to time.

On the podium, Wang Xuebin and Zhang Dongchen didn't pay attention to their intentions, and continued chatting one after another until they all woke up slowly.

"... have all returned to their souls?"

Zhang Dongchen turned his head away, looked at the devastated faces, and showed a nasty smile.

"Expert? Elite? Huh?"

Suddenly he pulled out a pig's heart from his pocket, and threw it in front of everyone.

"...All those bastards who can't tell the difference between a fucking pig's internal organs and human internal organs have the nerve to call themselves elites?

Are intelligence agents not special forces? "

'Boom! '

Zhang Dongchen slapped the table violently, and cursed harshly:

"...Small scenes like this, people's intelligence personnel have experienced at least a hundred and eighty times a year, and you alone are worthy of laughing at people? A bunch of trash!!!"

On the side, Wang Xuebin, with his hands folded over his chest, smiled slightly, shook his head, looked at the frost-stricken people like eggplants, and said with a smile:

"...Okay, don't look like weeping one by one, bad luck, although you will die sooner or later, you are not dead yet, are you?"

As he spoke, he took Zhang Dongchen and turned around to walk outside the classroom. When he reached the door, he seemed to have thought of something again, stopped and turned his head away.

"...By the way, these intestines and stomachs are all resources raised by the workers in the farm, so they should not be wasted!

So, remember to clean up everything and send it to the cooking class!

This is your extra meal for today and tomorrow, I will give you a good supplement..."

Saying that, he left without looking back.

In the distance, only the sound of violent vomiting came from the lecture theater again. Wang Xuebin, who was walking in front, smiled slightly and shook his head gently.

"...I guess...they probably won't have any appetite these two days..."

"...Heh! It's also good, save resources!"

Chapter 729

"...Come here, come here, here is the skewer, whoever eats it will bake it himself, this is pickled by the captain himself!"

In a shaded green area sheltered from the wind, a scarred man in a gray training uniform walked over with a red plastic bucket in his arms.

"...A group of winks, don't know how to come and follow up!"

Seeing the team members fiddling with the radio oven under the shade of the tree, Scar's face was stern, and he laughed and cursed.

"... Let me tell you, all the materials for today are deducted from my resource quota, and everything you eat and drink is from me, why don't you hurry up and curry favor with your deputy team!"

Under the shade of the tree, the team members raised their heads and glanced at Scarface when they heard the words, and all sneered, none of them had the intention of getting up.

Seeing this scene, Scarface was not annoyed, he put the red plastic bucket to the side of the oven, stood up, supported his waist, and moved from side to side.

"...Let's talk about it first, what I produce, the captain contributes, we will just eat for a while, we are not responsible for the barbecue!"

Hearing Scarface's words, everyone reacted. They searched behind him, raised their eyebrows and asked:

"...Where's the captain? You're the only one here?"

Scarface waved his hands when he heard the words, and sat down by the cooling fan next to the oven. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he said shrilly:

"...Captain... I'm going to get some drinks for you little bastards. The beer I prepared today is one can per person. No one is allowed to drink too much!"

"... One can per person? Return beer? Why don't you get a bucket of cold water for your mother's mouthful..."

Hearing the dissatisfaction of the team members, Scarface's expression changed, and he glanced at the team member who was speaking, and said impatiently:

"...Nonsense, nonsense! If I hadn't sent the captain off today, I wouldn't have given you a single bottle. Do you know how expensive grain wine is now?

Fuck it's just 200ml, it's not too big, and it costs [-] resource quotas, so it's enough for me to eat for four days!

It’s good to have it, and pick and choose..."

"...Hey, don't mention me because I'm greedy, I never drink!"

Hearing the voice from the side, the team members stood up in unison, came to a thin man's side, and took the things in his hand graciously.

"...Come, come, Captain, I'll come, you rest..."

"...Yes yes yes, give this to me, you sit over there and let the wind blow!"

The team members took Wang Xuebin's things, led him to the cooling fan at the upper air outlet, kicked away the scarred face sitting next to the fan, and helped him sit down.

Beside Wang Xuebin, the scarred face who fell to the ground stared blankly at all this, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

"...this...this...my stuff...it's not like yours...the bowl hasn't been put down yet, so I'm starting to scold my mother..."

"……Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing this scene, everyone laughed together.

"...Okay, don't play tricks, I brought a bucket of edible alcohol, when the time comes, you can mix it with some water, it's enough for you to drink to your heart's content..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Zhang Dongchen stood up like a carp, stepped forward a few steps, grabbed the pocket that Wang Xuebin was carrying just now, and opened it.

"...I'll go...the Katyusha alcohol of Captain Niu***zi, brand name!"

"...What? Really or not?"

On the side, a team member rushed forward excitedly, snatched the white bucket from Scarface's hand, and held it in his hand for a look.

"...Hey, really, the captain is the captain, not like someone with a scar on his face, fooling around with cans of beer!

Come, come, hurry up, who has citric acid, add some citric acid, add some saccharin, it can cover the choking smell!

Lao Maozi's alcohol is good everywhere, it's just the smell, it's too shaky..."

On the side, Wang Xuebin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, shook his head and laughed as he watched the team members frantically concoct the so-called 'wine'.

"...Hey, don't finish the water for me, save some for me, I'll still drink it!"

"...Understood the captain, do you want to drink juice? Shall I make some for you?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin quickly waved his hand.

"...Don't, I'll just drink water, the juice you make has a plastic smell, I'm not used to it..."

"...All right!"

With that said, the team members were all busy.

"...Come on, come on, grill on..."

"...Hey...the vice-captain is quite rich...this is mutton..."

"...Nonsense, I entrusted my relationship to transport it from Inner Mongolia, how much favor did I get..."

"...All right, all right, isn't it just a sheep? Is your scarred face like this...Let me see, how big is it...

Hi!How old should I be... After a long time of trouble, it's just a matter of one bite per person..."

"...Fuck you, if you have something to call the deputy team, if you don't have a scar face, do you want some face?

What about taking a bite?How big is your mouth?I am a whole sheep, how can I produce forty catties of meat? "

"...Then don't you look at how many of us there are... Fifteen of us, in the end, it's only a little more than two catties per person, what's enough for us?"

"...Are you an idiot? Besides, you can't eat anything else? I also prepared a bagful of potatoes, can you just eat them?"

"... 15 people... Hey... Dongchen, have the others already set off?"

Hearing what the captain beside him said, Zhang Dongchen didn't care about bickering with the team members, turned his head quickly, nodded and answered:

"...Already left, the Second Artillery and Shunzi were assigned to the space engineering team. Their tasks were very tight, and they left immediately after checking out yesterday.

No way, according to the scheduled plan, the earth must be ignited within 30 years, and the space station must be launched within 25 years.

A space station had to be built, a spaceship had to be built, an ecological cycle system had to be built, and the personnel stationed at the station had to be trained, forcing them all to go crazy..."

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin nodded silently, took a deep breath, and sighed softly.

"...No way, the time is too tight. Maybe everything will be better after the engine starts..."

On the side, Zhang Dongchen also sighed, shrugged, and said helplessly:

"...it should be...

After the wartime situation is over, the government will have resources to focus on life. After people are fed and clothed, there should be no more terrorists...

To tell you the truth, I've really had enough of killing people all day, or on the road to killing people...

Sometimes I really feel that I am no different from those terrorists... oh..."

"...Don't think so, at least, we are protecting more people, aren't we?"