The Shame of the A World and the Light of the O World

The work and rest arrangement of the cooking class is different from others. When everyone is training, the cooking class prepares three meals a day.After others have eaten, the cooking class is not cleaning the canteen and kitchen, or going to train.

In order to let An Ning eat the meals he cooked every day, and to make himself an excellent alpha, Thomas worked hard every day.

After lunch was out, Thomas said hello to Nelson and rushed to the shooting room.

The rest of the cooking class gathered together and sighed: "It's nice to be young."

"Compared to him, I'm like a salted fish."

"Then you are with him?"

"No, no, I'll continue to be a salted fish."

Nelson complained: "If you are like this, do you want the title of number one in the army?"

"No! You can't raise your salary!"

When it came to salary, Nelson gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, I've had enough fighting on the battlefield, and the military medal is much better than this poor title. For work, Thomas and a fresh fish in our class are enough."

Thomas, who trained in the shooting room, was inexplicably dubbed the title of fresh fish.

After firing a round, he put down his rifle and rubbed his wrists. Before he could put his hands on his shoulders, he was preempted.

Thomas looked back, and the faint smell of peppermint got into his nose, and he grinned: "Why are you?"

Ethan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "What? Don't want to see me?"

Apart from eating in the cafeteria, Ethan hadn't seen Thomas anywhere for a long time.This person went to the cooking class, as if he was not in the barracks, and he couldn't see anyone on the training ground or in the training room.

"No, isn't my time not enough with yours?"

"Can't we meet if we can't make it?"

Thomas said again and again: "Yes, yes."

With a sincere attitude, Ethan bypassed him temporarily: "How are you doing?"

"Not bad, how about you?"

Ethan shook his head, curled his lips and said, "Not good."

"What's wrong?" Ethan is right under Li Xiao's nose now, and the scene of the new barracks being trained by Li instructor is vivid in his memory, so don't bully him.

"No one will wash my clothes after you left. I'm so worried that I can't eat anymore. I come here to practice shooting." Actually, I was a little flatulent and couldn't eat.

Thought it was a big deal.

Thomas made a false alarm: "Isn't there a washing machine now?"

Ethan sighed, "The washed clothes can't run from the washing machine to the drying rack by themselves?"

Thomas couldn't laugh or cry: "You are really a young master."

Ethan thought to himself, my young master didn't come here for you.As a result, you went to the cooking class, so I have nothing to do.

It’s fine to say this kind of thing as a joke once, and if you say too much, it’s inevitable that Thomas will believe it’s true. Eaton promised him to keep it secret before coming to the barracks.

Ethan didn't dare to spoil his brother's good deeds: "Don't talk about me, how about a round?"

"Okay." Fighting alone is also a fight, and two people might have the desire to win and lose together, which can improve his grades. Thomas said in embarrassment, "It's just that I'm not very accurate in shooting, so don't dislike me."

"Hahaha, don't dislike it. I am second in shooting in our class. No one has won me except Li Xiao. The psychology of people like us who are not at the top is very complicated, you don't understand."

That's good.

Thomas picked up the gun confidently.

Ten bullets in one round, Thomas had eight ten rings, one nine rings, and one eight rings. He put down his gun and said angrily, "The last two gunners shook their hands."

Ethan, who was performing normally, looked at his seven ten-ring results: "..."

Thomas looked up at his grades: "Hey? Are you hungry, you didn't do well."

"Well, yes." Ethan put down his pistol, "Let's compare rifles."

The two changed the shooting room, still ten rounds of bullets.

Thomas hit eight targets, and he put down the gun annoyedly: "I almost hit the ninth one. Did you hit all of them? Eh?? Why only six."

Ethan looked at him strangely and didn't speak.

Thomas couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and asked, "Is the gun out of tune?"

Ethan didn't believe in evil, and compared it with Thomas several times, but the result remained the same.

"You didn't play well, continue?"

Ethan dropped the gun: "Not coming."

Thomas looked at him inexplicably, with a frustrated expression on his face: "I usually practice alone, and finally someone is with me. You will stop playing so soon?"

"What are you fighting for? I was crushed by you in every direction!" Ethan circled around Thomas angrily, "I didn't expect you to be such a little train."

Thomas had an innocent face: "What's wrong with me?"

"Every time I take the exam, I say that I didn't do well in the exam, but the result comes out first in the grade. I guess it's you."

"No. [-] in grade?" Thomas couldn't keep up with Ethan at all. "I did do well in school, but I wasn't number one in grade."

"That's not the question! Didn't you say you can't shoot? That's called bad?" Ethan pointed at the score on the score board.

Not understanding why he got so angry, Thomas said blankly, "Yeah, I have the worst grades in our class, and if anyone comes out, he will hit ten out of ten shots without accident. Isn't that the case in your class?"

Although it is said that the cooking class is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but the shooting training can keep up with the day after tomorrow. Anyone can practice well, right?Isn't that how it's played on TV?

Thomas, who was deeply poisoned by the military drama and surrounded by sharpshooters, had no idea how difficult it was to hit ten shots out of ten.

And Ethan, facing Thomas' torture from the soul, said word by word: "No! Yes!"

"That's because you practiced less. I was like you when I first came to the cooking class, and then..."

Thomas Barabara said something, and Ethan looked at him more and more strangely. He has practiced a lot. God knows how much effort he has put in for this result.

Is the Thomas in front of him still the shame of the A world he knew?

Ethan didn't believe in evil, and took Thomas' arm and walked out: "Come on, let's compete with our physical fitness."

Thomas filled his stomach by the way while cooking, and it's already digested by now, so he doesn't care, but Ethan still has an empty stomach.

"are you not hungry?"

"Why are you hungry, you're so hungry!" Thomas was so angry!

On the playground, first there were 5000 meters, and then there were push-ups and pull-ups. After a set of physical training, Thomas lost to Ethan.

Ethan, who was finally satisfied, panted and held Thomas' shoulders: "You are still the Thomas I know."

Thomas: "???"

"Your skill points are probably all in shooting."

"???"

"What kind of expression do you have, I praise you for shooting well!"

"It's not good, our class is better than me."

It's no wonder Ethan believed him, he didn't bother to talk to him, and said perfunctorily: "Yeah, your cooking class is amazing, you're all dad!"

"..."

Ethan continued to tease him: "When we go back to the military exercise, I hope that the fathers will take care of us more."

Thomas asked curiously, "What military exercise?"

"You don't know? I heard that it is held every year. The red and blue confrontation military exercises, our red army, and the blue army are played by people from other barracks."

Thomas shook his head. He really didn't know that the group of people in the cooking class could forget to teach him the training subjects. If they could remember the confrontation between red and blue, there would be ghosts.

Sure enough, Thomas returned to the cooking class and asked Nelson about it, and Nelson slapped his thigh again: "Look how I forgot about it."

Hmm, that's a familiar line.

"It hasn't started yet, but the days are coming soon." Nelson asked Thomas to continue, and held a short meeting in the afternoon class to announce important matters.

As a result, when everyone heard Nelson talking about a training camp, they all cried out: "I want to be a salted fish."

"Farewell, I'm the salted fish!"

"Let the fresh fish do the training, we are too old and can't help tossing."

Nelson picked up the garlic in his hand and smashed it one by one.

The work in the cooking class is heavy, and the training is basically separated. Individuals practice individually. It is a rare opportunity for everyone to gather together to practice. Thomas is full of longing for this. Who would have expected that the reality is completely different from the imagination.

Except for the addition of running five kilometers with a marching stove on the night of [-], group shooting on the night of [-], and going to the holographic training room to simulate military training on Sunday, there is no slight difference from before.

There are a lot of games to play, the one to make jokes and eat melon seeds is not delayed, and the one to bully the boar is never missed.

In the holographic training room, Thomas hid behind the cover and sighed.He ran out of bullets not long ago.

All the guns in the holographic simulation are equipped with laser devices, and through the display frame on the side, you can see the remaining "bullets".

Thomas' 1.0 eyesight is not in vain. When he squinted, he saw that he still had a lot of bullets in the money in the hand of his "battle-damaged" comrade Cook ten meters in front of him.

Thomas looked around, but didn't see any ambush. He deliberately took the lead, trying to lure others to shoot at him, but it didn't work.

There should be no one, Thomas hunched over, crawled out from behind the cover, and carefully rubbed over to Cook.

Now the simulation is a wild environment, even the twigs on the ground are very realistic, and the sound made by heavy stepping and light stepping is completely different.

Thomas suffered from this loss, stepped over the branch, and rubbed up to Cook.

As soon as he touched the gun, the corners of his mouth curled up, and with a "chirp", a puff of smoke came out from the position of his chest and heart.

wipe! ! !There was an ambush! ! !

The good-tempered Thomas also exploded in anger, and killed him with a single shot. He had seen him early in the morning, and the man hadn't killed him after watching him whine for so long, but killed him instantly when he was the happiest.

Is this a war?

This is mental abuse!

Thomas yelled at the place where the gun went off. "You're already there, aren't you? You did it on purpose!"

"That's right." The cheap interjection was Nelson's fault.

Thomas said, "Why didn't you kill me earlier?"

"Kill you early, can you remember?"

Thomas froze.

Nelson continued: "You were killed by "fishing" on the first day of playing the game. After so long, you still make the same mistake. Are you a pig?"

Thomas said angrily: "That's playing a game, it's different!"

"Why is it different? Do you know where I am now without playing games?"

Although Nelson never showed up, the direction Thomas roared was indeed where Nelson was hiding.

Nelson's words awakened the dreamer, why did he know that Nelson was there?Because An Ning asked him to do a listening debate.

Why is the cooking class Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Because the cooking class is a fighter first, and then a chef.

The cooking squad has not had new recruits for a long time, and every soldier in the cooking squad is a veteran with rich combat experience.They used to fight on the battlefield, they have excellent combat skills, cooking is just their fur, military skills, driving warships, concealed sniping, melee combat, security patrols, even every member of the battlefield ambulance cooking team is proficient .

Weak cooking class?

The cooking class is all scum at the end of the crane?

Who dares to say that about the cooking class, you will be beaten to death with a spatula!

Nelson made sure there was no ambush around, lifted the camouflage camouflage on his body, approached Thomas, and took away his and Cook's weapons and equipment.

He kept his vigilance and groped Thomas with his hands. He almost touched Thomas's little train, causing Thomas to cry out in embarrassment: "Where did you touch it!"

"What did the dead man say?" Nelson quickly glanced back at him, and took the opportunity to twist Thomas' face as a warning without saying anything.

"..."

Looking at the back of Nelson leaving, Thomas laughed loudly. It was the second luckiest thing in his life to be assigned to the cooking class.

What's the first thing?

Of course, encounter peace.

Cook touched him: "My brain is broken, what's so funny?"

Thomas raised the corner of his mouth: "Do you have an omega?"

"No."

"I have."

Cook:? ? ?

"That's why you don't understand the inner world of people with omega like us after sacrifice."

"Shut up, dead man."