Time and Space Management Bureau: Live broadcast with Dingliu in the end of the world

The black-clothed instructor, who received no response from his eyes, focused his attention on the students standing there again.

The pressure of the instructor in black was too strong, and other students also avoided sight and quickly ran to the track.

[Sister Bai: I can still fake it, but I don’t have the courage to look at each other. 】

[If you want to be laughed to death by these people, why do you have a bit of a mental breakdown after being tortured for a day?]

[Should I say it or not, this new instructor doesn’t look easy to mess with]

[If you ask me, I’d say I’m still the same devil as the instructor before]

[Half a pound versus eight ounces, whoever wants to go can go, I won’t go]

When the warm-up was over, the students started to run. The black-clothed instructor, who was expected to feel oppressive, stood there waiting, but unexpectedly he followed with ease.

Wu Wei and Zhang Zhiheng, who were running in the lead, were a little dumbfounded. No matter whether they were accelerating or decelerating, they could see a black figure following them from the corner of their eyes.

The people following Wu Wei and Zhang Zhiheng were even more stressed, because they could clearly see that the instructor ran very easily, and turned around from time to time to give them a "loving" gaze.

It made them all nervous and even more tired than on the first day of training.

In less than an hour, after running ten kilometers, the instructor in black still stood upright, facing the students who collapsed on the ground.

The students were running very cautiously today and did not dare to let out a breath.

Bai Mengyan felt calm after finishing the run. She was no longer as nervous as she was when she met the temporary instructor in the morning. If you want to ask why, it is because of Leng Yuexiu. This indifferent and cold aura is still a bit inferior to Leng Yuexiu.

She temporarily became the group leader and called everyone to strength training.

She checked the task schedule assigned by Leng Yuexiu and found that these two days would focus on arm strength training.

Take a normal lunch break and eat at noon. After a short break of half an hour, the confrontation training begins.

The instructor in black was a little curious about the level of these students, so he wanted to choose the strongest one to give it a try.

He asked "Who is the most powerful one?"

No one said anything, but their eyes involuntarily glanced at Wu Wei.

The instructor in black was very straightforward. He looked at Wu Wei and said, "Come on, let's do two moves."

Wu Wei was under great pressure, and he could feel the oppressive aura exuded by the instructor in front of him.

Compared with yesterday's confrontation with the coaching staff, although the coaching staff did not take them seriously and played with them easily, it was clear to everyone that the coach would not do anything to them.

The instructor looked at him with murderous intent.

Wu Wei stared at the instructor in black, his face solemn.

The instructor in black touched his right hand to the outside of his leg and took out the dagger from the scabbard.

[Wow, the coach has gone under the knife, do you want to bully people like this?]

[No, no, no, so violent, it’s only the second day]

[Brother SWAT, can you bear it? This instructor is like a walking dark cloud, shadows everywhere he goes.]

[I started to get nervous. They had such a heavy exercise load in the morning and used knives in fights. Isn’t it something they can’t afford?]

While the barrage was still noisy, the instructor in black took action directly, holding the dagger in his hand and swiping his right hand from right to left.

It was obviously rushing to cut his throat. Wu Wei was so frightened that he dodged backwards before he had time to stand still.

The instructor in black missed his blow and swung it again from left to right in the opposite direction.

Wu Wei raised his arm to hit the instructor's arm holding the knife, withstanding the first wave of pressure.

The instructor's arm was pushed up, but he didn't panic at all. He adjusted the angle and lowered it, aiming to stab Wu Wei's neck.

Wu Wei hurriedly dodged, but he had no physical skills left. The instructor's hand speed and reaction ability were astonishingly fast.

The instructor knew the direction of his dodge without even looking, and he kicked Wu Wei's calf with clever timing.

Wu Wei lost his center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

Without giving him a chance to get up, the instructor stepped directly in his face.

Wu Wei struggled to dodge, but the instructor pressed him step by step.

The instructor kicked Wu Wei's arm that was covering his head away, stepped on his wrist with one foot, and pressed his chest with the knee of his other leg.

The next second, the back of the dagger was placed directly on Wu Wei's neck.

The whole process didn't take more than 5 seconds.

The instructor said coldly, "There are too many flaws."

He stood up and returned the dagger to its sheath.

Wu Wei sat up from the ground, his eyes were a little distracted, his reaction was predicted by the other party, and there was no room for counterattack.

【Fuck! Ahhhh, what did I just see! 】

[Wu Wei was stunned! Damn it! This instructor is too strong]

[Ceiling of force]

Wu Wei stood aside to rest, staring at his toes, thinking about all the training he had experienced.

Competing, fighting, and subduing criminals are just to make the opponent lose their combat effectiveness. Unless they encounter special criminals, they can only be killed after receiving orders from superiors.

They perform more missions, which are rescue and protection of unarmed people. There is no mission where they kill all enemies with a sure-kill mentality.

This instructor, who didn't talk much, looked like a killer. Senhan's aura was full, making people fear him.

After thinking about this, Wu Wei took a breath of air. He looked at the instructors in black and squinted his eyes in confusion as to what made them so indifferent.

The black-clothed instructor had tested their skills, but he was filled with disdain and didn't take them seriously.

He even doubted Team Leng's arrangements. He reviewed everything he had done this week. After confirming that there were no omissions on the third day, he felt relieved.

The students looked at the serious faces of the people standing on one side and were frightened.

Except for Bai Mengyan, Cheng Kaixi, Zhang Zhiheng, Wu Wei, Jia Yunxiao, and Cheng Lu who were training seriously, the other half could not withstand the pressure and made frequent mistakes.

The confrontation training time was shortened to one hour, and the next subject was standing with a gun.

The instructor led them to the archery training room before Bai Mengyan could ask questions.

She saw the newly placed metal box at the door.

The instructor asked them to line up one by one. He opened the metal box and found a handful of dark pistols inside.

The magazine is empty and the net weight is almost two pounds.

The instructor handed the pistols to each of them one by one, and the students' eyes were filled with excitement when they got the pistols.

[Did you come into contact with weapons the next day? Hardcore]

[Is no one curious about the final purpose of their live broadcast?]

[If I could touch a real gun, I could brag to others for the rest of my life]

Wu Wei got the pistol and looked at it. It was a Beretta M92F, a very stable pistol.

He subconsciously removed the magazine and looked at it. It was empty, so he loaded it again.

The instructor saw his actions and didn't scold him.

Bai Mengyan took it and looked around carefully. There was nothing special about it. Of course, she didn't know how to use it, so she didn't move around. She held the gun in her hand honestly.

Cheng Lu held a gun and made a gesture commonly used in filming, which was very cool.

The instructor came to the front and showed everyone the correct posture of holding a gun so that they could learn.

Then it’s time for everyone to adjust their movements one by one, and when everyone’s movements are considered to be up to standard.

The instructor said coldly, "Stand with a gun for one hour. If your arm is seen slipping an inch, you will get five minutes of extra time."