Tomorrow's Ark, Second International

"By the way, blue is blueberry flavored, well, I like that flavor better."

As she said that, she threw one into her mouth, then helped up the sunglasses that had slipped a bit, and was ready to meet the next person who chose a pill.

Then she just sat there for more than two hours, her buttocks hurt a little, especially her tail was numb.

In the end, I didn't know what I was talking about, so I decided not to do it in the future.

Of course, the final result is quite gratifying. Only 63 of the 2 training team members chose the blue pill. Idle Wolf will respect their choice and let them live a normal life as civilians.

The remaining 61 people are the team of Rem Billiton Guerrillas.

These people will continue to receive certain courses in the future, but this time the teacher is the idle wolf.

The idle wolf lectures on how to build and expand organizations, which is probably the only thing she has the confidence to take classes.

But before that, it is necessary to clarify with this group of students what they should do.

【Build Rem Billiton guerrillas, fight in the enemy's rear, save yourself, free the slaves! 】

When idle wolf wrote this sentence on the blackboard, when he was complacent and ready to give a lecture, a sentence from a student knocked her back to her original form.

"Does it mean that we are going to be abandoned?"

There was no sound in the classroom for a while, and everyone was waiting for Idle Wolf's answer. Compared with these students who were more or less worried, Morrison was relatively calm.

"No, we definitely don't want to give up on you, otherwise why would we spend so much effort training you?"

This statement was surprisingly convincing, just now I was a little relieved, but I heard idle wolf say something again, so I almost raised it in my throat again.

"But sooner or later we have to leave, it is impossible to stay at RIM Billiton all the time."

"Why can't you stay?"

"Yes, yes, it's good to stay!"

After the first person spoke, the classroom became a little noisy for a while.

"Because there are others waiting for us in this world, and we're sorry, but we can't leave them behind."

He didn't say any preaching words, but kept his posture very low, and now the person who suggested it couldn't say anything more.

But it can't be said that he was persuaded, it just calmed down temporarily, which allowed the course to continue.

The atmosphere of this class was a bit depressed, and everyone had something on their minds. Finally, during the break, Morrison broke out.

Just after the idle wolf left the classroom, the man slapped the table and got up and scolded everyone bloody. Even the idle wolf who left the classroom could hear it clearly, and was afraid that they would fight.

Of course, there was still a fight in the end. The so-called reasoning that can only be used by the mouth lacks power, so what kind of reasoning has power?

Of course, it is reasoning with fists.

The training during this period was not a waste of time. Morrison jumped out one by one reasoning, and punched others with fists full of reason.

It's worth having one to convince people with reason.

When the idle wolf opened the door and re-entered the classroom, what he saw was a wonderful sight.

Most of the students, including Morrison, sat in their seats with bruised noses and swollen faces, neatly like obedient elementary school students, and it was true if their faces were ignored.

Judging from the results, Morrison should have won. You can tell by the way he holds his head up while others are downcast.

"The fight is over. I heard that men's friendship will become better when they fight. Is this true?"

The idle wolf definitely didn't calculate the time to enter the door "on time", and definitely didn't say so on purpose.

Look at those students who are counting the holes on the table with their heads down, they really want to find a hole to get in.

It seems that they have been "persuaded" by Morrison's priority, but it is not enough to have a big stick, but also a little carrot. This is RIM Billiton, and everyone loves carrots.

"Okay, come on, today's last class will take you to a good place, it's more exciting than class."

At such a short time between classes, idle wolf has already arranged a room with the help of others, which is also their destination.

61 sets of protective gear are neatly placed in a small room, and the narrow space highlights the presence of the protective gear.

61 sets may not sound like a lot, but with so many protective gears in front of them, no one can really say less.

Not to mention that there are weapons and various small accessories that look powerful even though they don't know what they are used for beside the protective gear.It also made the degree of crowding and shock in the room soar.

No one doesn't like weapons and equipment, if there are, then there are not enough weapons and equipment.

"Are these all for us?" A careful person discovered the problem and asked tentatively, "The number of these protective gear is just the same as our number."

"Of course, these are all prepared for you. As long as you graduate, they will all be yours."

Sure enough, under the temptation of these weapons and equipment, the following teaching is much easier, and what idle wolf has to do is to give all the students what she wants to express in the subtle influence of teaching.

That is, the international is definitely not abandoning them, but returning the initiative to them.

Chapter 701 Breakthrough

In the dark forest, Morrison and some of the trainees who were training with him were gathering in it, while the other part were scattered all over the forest to act as scouts.

The so-called "veteran" Morrison, who had been on the battlefield once, also lost part of his calm at this time.

The last time it was just a soy sauce, but this time he really started to try to command an army, and everything was suspected of driving ducks to the shelves.

According to the agreement, the scouts will send a message every 10 minutes, and once there is no news, it is actually equivalent to sending the most important information with their lives.

There are enemies coming.

"The scouts in the southeast direction lost contact, and the enemy is coming from that direction."

Even the guerrillas have a simple command post, this kind of command post arranged with wood and camouflage nets is extremely secretive and difficult to be directly discovered.

Morrison is here now, but he still can't make up his mind, because the scouts in the northwest direction also lost contact 2 minutes ago.

"What are you hesitating about? Hurry up and give the order."

Although Morrison reluctantly won the command, he did not get much respect in words.

"I'm thinking about where to break out from. I remember that the enemy's city is in the north, right?"

"Yeah, so where do you think we should go from here?"

"If you want to say that the security is definitely in the south, but since we all know it, the enemy will definitely not ignore it, and more information is needed..."

It's not that Morrison hesitated, but that his every move will represent the lives of dozens of people.

"Let the scouts move, no matter which direction the enemy will attack from, the key is to find out the enemy's weak point."

They got the information suddenly during the refurbishment. A force of about 200 people surrounded them tightly, but it was impossible to determine the position of the main force of the guerrillas for a while.

It stands to reason that the enemy's strength is only three times that of our own, and this method of encirclement should be easy to defeat one by one.

But judging from the reports of the scouts, the enemy is almost all heavily armed troops with a large number of magicians and snipers. If they really bump into the enemy's arms recklessly, they will only be wiped out.

However, it was discovered too late, and the encirclement had shrunk to an extremely dangerous level. If the enemy could not be dealt with quickly, waiting for the enemy's reinforcements would still be a dead end.

"Damn it, why did you find the enemy so late!"

The guerrillas have no underground personnel who can pass on information from within the enemy, and some of the people who can pass on information are not of high status.

It was only when the enemy set out that they realized that it was too late when the news was finally delivered to the guerrillas.

"I regret that I didn't do a good job in mass work..."

A guerrilla next to Morrison looked bitter. During the two days they were here, they could have established a good relationship with the villagers here to gain support, but they did not.

The density of villages in the Terra wilderness is very low, but it is definitely not without. These villages will also use food to trade with passing mobile cities in exchange for daily necessities.

There is such a village not far from the guerrillas. The residents in it want to be easy to get along with, but the guerrillas don't want to communicate with these non-infected people for various reasons.

Now it can be regarded as having eaten his own bitter fruit. Maybe there is not much benefit in getting the support of the village, but if there is no support, then there is really nothing.

"Okay, it's useless to say these things now, get ready to charge, count as many as you can."

Glancing at the command post next to him, there is nothing worth keeping here, the bottles and cans are gone as soon as they are gone, that is, the military radio must be taken away.

"The scouts have good news. The number of enemies in the north is the smallest, with only about 30 troops."

"Let's go, there's no time to hesitate."

In the race against time, everyone picked up their weapons and began to move, but after ten minutes, they saw the enemy's troops.

Just like what the intelligence said, they are basically soldiers wearing heavy protective gear, and there is also a magician who is good at frost spells. In such an environment, there is really no solution.

"Everyone don't love to fight, just rush out!"

It is almost impossible to hide such a number of troops in the forest, and the guerrillas were discovered just as they approached the army.

The soldier carrying a strange device and emitting a red light found everyone's location accurately.

Morrison even saw the mouth shape of the enemy commander.

[I found you. 】

"Cover fire, don't engage in combat!"

The quality of the enemy is far superior to their own. The crossbows of the archers are not the enemy's opponent at all. Not only are they difficult to hit, but they are also suppressed.

Morrison saw a guerrilla shot in the throat by the enemy and fell to the ground on the spot.

"Rewind, rewind!"

Suddenly sensing some danger, he grabbed the flying crossbow. It turned out that there were other ambushing enemies at the other end. They were wearing invisibility cloaks, but there were not many of them.

Without further ado, Morrison rushed over with the troops directly, annihilated the team despite the downsizing, and continued to escape without looking back.

However, in just a short moment, the guerrillas lost more than a dozen people, and there was no real battle yet.

Except for the scouts who scattered out and didn't know if they could join up, there were only about 30 guerrillas around Morrison.

Not to mention heavy losses.

"High-altitude high-energy response, the enemy's magic bombardment!"

"The magician should do a good job of defense and charge directly. The enemy has no magic positions, and the bombing won't last long."

In just 10 minutes, sweat had blurred Morrison's eyes, and every order would definitely bring sacrifices.

The shields of several magicians didn't last long, but it was just a chance to breathe.

Those guerrillas who were hit by the spell and started to freeze already lost the strength to move on, so they could only shout loudly to let their teammates move on, while they took out their weapons and prepared to fight to the death with the pursuers behind, delaying more time .

With tears in his eyes, Morrison had no choice but to move on. If he turned his head and tried his best at this time, it would be tantamount to letting those people sacrifice themselves in vain.