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Shen Bai's head was forced to look up, and then looked at Mortar above him.

The scar across the bridge of the nose on the opponent's face was extremely abrupt, Shen Bai couldn't help frowning, not only because of the slightly humiliating posture, but also because of the discomfort of seeing the scar.

Almost every teenager with sweaty arms and trembling arms was thinking about the same thing——

That day, when everyone laughed at their team and thought they would be criticized and punished, it was Coach Motta who gave them affirmative appreciation.

But today, when they swung their fists to maintain their dignity against those who laughed at them, when they thought that they had maintained the dignity of their hometown, Coach Motar gave them the most serious punishment.

But they were right!

Still so stubborn.

And Shen Bai, in some version of the story spread, played the role of the instigator, provoking, fighting, and even beating the citizens of the first world... It should be reasonable and there is no reason, Shen Bai became involved in this incident most people.

"Okay, now everyone stand at attention!"

Mortar called to stop the sweaty teenagers with trembling arms, everyone got instructions and then slowly bent forward and stood up with their hind legs folded.

"Go on."

Shen Bai was the first few who could stand up quickly, but just as he stood up, he saw Motar standing in front of him looking at him and saying these three words.

Without saying a word, Shen Bai had already seen the foreshadowing in Motar's attitude towards him before, and it was not surprising at this time, he just put his hands on the ground silently, and fell down again.

The teenagers behind him stared at his bent body, their hands clenched into fists on both sides of his body, and their cheeks were tense from the clenching of their teeth.

"Report to the instructor!" Paza shouted loudly.

"To shut up!"

Mortar's voice was louder and more determined.

"The instructor obviously..."

"I said," Mortar's voice was extremely rough and loud, "shut up!"

Pasa looked at Shen Bai in the row in front of him, his body was already trembling slightly, his teeth were clenched on his lower lip, and there was an expression of extreme patience on his face.

"Do you think that you have nothing wrong with you? Do you think that you are heroic and courageous? Do you think that you are the most righteous in the whole world?" Motar asked, looking at Shen Bai on the ground.

"..." With a muffled groan, Shen Bai tried his best to prop up his body.

"Do you find it difficult to bear your comrades being wronged? The whole world should treat you gently?" Motar turned his head to the group of teenagers who were focusing on Shen Bai.

no respond.

In the silence, Pasa suddenly bent down and did push-ups without saying a word.

The teenagers at the back also bent down one by one, completely ignoring Motar's order.

Mortar also trembled angrily when he saw the group of teams slowly dispersing and descending.

"Get up! Get up for me!"

Motar was obviously angry, walked up to Pasa and kicked him.

With a muffled grunt, Pasa's strong body tried hard to maintain his balance, and then there was no sign of stopping.

"Okay," Motar looked at Pasa, then at Shen Bai on the other side, and couldn't help laughing, "Oh, okay, you are all good."

The scar was particularly conspicuous on his flushed face.

"Then keep being so proud, I'm looking forward to it."

Mortar didn't speak any more, and no one made any sound, except for gradually heavy panting, there was no more sound to be heard.

Until no one had any more strength, Motar pulled a group of people to start running, pulling up, squatting... Although it is often said that human beings will not have limits, but today, even Chen Bai feels that he has touched his own physical strength Not to mention some people with weak physical strength, but no one fell down, the lingering evil spirit in their hearts supported their bodies, and their eyes were stained red.

Mortar stood aside and looked at them. Whenever one of their parts was close to the limit, he would change another item. The iron-grey sky was like a piece of black jade. The outer surface was slowly erased by time, and the inner surface was gradually exposed. Bright dark colors.

If noon was the earliest time they played, this time it was the last time they were left. It is rare for everyone to stand together to witness the changes in the sky on this planet. Everyone tried to quietly relax their bodies by standing. Every part, where the eyes look, is a vast expanse.

When Motar let them go, a group of people walked out of the training ground and slowed down, dragging each other to the cafeteria, and when they arrived at the big cafeteria, there was no food left in the cafeteria.

"..."

Without the strength to say anything, the teenagers could only sit on the empty seats and take a rest.

Shen Bai's legs were slightly separated, he bent down and put his forearm on his thigh, he looked down at the clean ground for a while, as if in a daze, then raised his head after a while, his eyes looked at the clean and ugly window of the cooking machine.Xibo on his left was beating his arms and legs while looking at Shen Bai's stern side face, hesitating to speak.

It should be said that everyone felt something strange in their hearts more or less at this time, no matter how late they let it go, there shouldn't be no leftovers.

After working in the cafeteria for a quarter of an hour, the window of the cooking machine did not respond under the gaze of so many eyes, Shen Bai slowly got up, and then the others also stood up slowly, everyone gathered into a black one, going forward like a dark cloud Go to your own dormitory building.

Passing by the dormitory building in the first world, the building closest to the cafeteria, when the group of teenagers walked by it, it blocked the light from one side to the teenagers' black heads, casting a shadow and covering the dark cloud even more A layer of gray.

"Shen Bai..."

When the lights were turned off at night, Pasha's voice came from one side.

"Ok?"

In the dark, Shen Bai crossed his hands under his head, closed his eyes and breathed lightly, and the feeling of emptiness and discomfort in his stomach gradually eased.

"...you... all of us..."

Even without opening his eyes, Shen Bai could imagine the expression on his roommate's face at this time, it must be a tangled look with obvious nervousness and caution, wanting to say something but not knowing how to word it.

Shen Bai felt the clumsy and stagnant feeling that he had dyed the surrounding air, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

"Don't worry, go to sleep."

"..." Pasa was silent for a while, and then slowly and softly said "good night" to the other party.

"Good night." After finishing speaking, Shen Bai quickly fell into sleep, in the dream there was a small halo of light surrounding him, making his tired body as comfortable as if soaked in water.

But this night, not everyone was able to fall asleep so peacefully. A war without gunpowder officially kicked off on this night.

As the night passed, the teenagers slowly and truly felt that they had been isolated in this base.

Going to the cafeteria after exercise in the morning, there is still no food for them. The teenagers who didn’t eat dinner last night and breakfast today are about to face double the amount of training. By the end of noon, they don’t even have the strength to stand up. .

It was the meal time that they were looking forward to, but they no longer had the joy they had at the beginning, a premonition flashed in their minds, and when they saw the clean window with no rice left, this premonition turned into Reality.

The cafeteria still has no meals for them.

The difference from the previous few times was that a piece of paper was pasted on the empty cooking machine.

Paper is a luxury that only occasionally appears in the first world, and this luxury has a few large characters written on it——

Black-haired pigs are forbidden to eat!

Shen Bai read the words on the paper slowly, and after listening, the teenagers all stood in place silently.

"...they're getting their revenge."

Yes, since yesterday afternoon, everyone has been gradually trembling and lacking in confidence. According to military regulations, fighters should be demerited, but their team is safe and sound, and now they finally know.

Even if military regulations are not used, small means are enough to deal with them.

That's the message that group was trying to convey to them.

Their fists are useless, and their enemies won't even appear in front of them.

Find them and beat them up again?Tell the instructor?Report to leadership?

For a moment, the black-haired teenagers really felt their own powerlessness, and they really couldn't think of what else they could do.

What Motar said at the beginning, these teenagers are only now slowly waking up to——

We don't have this capital yet.

But recognizing your own weakness and accepting your own weakness are two different things——

"I, absolutely, no, want, bow, head."

Xibo said it word by word, with deep anger in his tone.

Who would voluntarily bow their heads?

Back then, if Shen Bai hadn't grabbed Liszt's head and slammed it against the wall, he wouldn't have apologized to Pasha, but now, Liszt is grabbing the hungry stomachs of this group of teenagers and twisting them into a ball, forcing them to bow their heads and beg for mercy.

Don't eat one meal, don't eat two meals, what about the rest?

The discomfort in the stomach is so obvious, even if Xibo's words are what many people want to say, but when it is really said, who will not only have a passion but also a small heart? What about the little ones?

I don't know it.

But fortunately, this test of food and pride did not last long, but when the group of teenagers saw their meals at dinner, they were not at all happy.

The reason is that this afternoon, they had one more training subject, a joint training with the First World.

The so-called fighting skills.

This was a content that was supposed to be put in a few days later, but it was moved ahead of time. When they received the short notice from Motar, the teenagers already knew that this was definitely not a good thing.

Because in their eyes, anything related to the first world would not be a good thing.

Motar was not in charge of teaching them fighting skills, after meeting with the brown-haired instructor of the first team, he brought Shen Bai and his party to the place designated by the other party, and after reorganizing the whole team, they stood aside.

The brown-haired instructor didn't make much eye contact with Motar. It can be said that if a group of people from the third team didn't run in with great momentum, and the uniform footsteps on the ground made him turn his head and look at it, he wouldn't have He didn't intend to give his eyes to the group of black-haired teams, and when he looked over, he only focused his eyes on the team in front of him after a few glances.And the look in his eyes was like a teacher seeing a student who doesn't like to study and likes to make trouble in the class.

They lined up and trotted to the training ground of the first team. Compared with the liveliness in the cafeteria that day, the tall black-haired guys looked silent and gloomy. The atmosphere here was not friendly to them. There seemed to be something in the air. Things collide and spread in silence.

Motar took them to the location designated by the brown-haired instructor. The two teams stood facing each other, with a distance of four or five meters between them. There is a clear distinction between people.

Even though standing in front of them are the first-world blond teenagers that everyone was looking forward to, the eyes of these big and tall guys have long lost the excitement they had at the beginning. Their lips are slightly pursed, and their deep black eyes are stained. A layer of alienation and vigilance.

Standing in front of Shen Bai in the first row was Helimos from the first world.

The other party stared at him for a while, with a kind of arrogant scrutiny in his eyes, that kind of gaze is like a rich man in haute couture looking at a poor boy whose clothes are not enough for the other party's pair of socks.

Shen Bai only felt that the other party had already commented on himself from head to toe in his heart.

After slowly sizing up Shen Bai, he began to shift his eyes to the other people one by one. This kind of light gaze, like a feather, fell on the black-haired teenagers, but it made them feel like they were stabbed for a long time. A strange and uncomfortable feeling.

The number one team was very small, only more than 20 people in total. The already loose team and their wandering eyes made them look out of place with the training uniforms they were wearing.In contrast to them are the fifty or sixty black-haired teenagers on the opposite side. Under Motar's strict training, no one will shake at will, and even if they feel uncomfortable eyes on their bodies, they will not follow the owner of the eyes. , just trying to ignore it and then staring firmly ahead.

If it wasn't for them still being unable to control their vigour, and still ignoring discipline from time to time, maybe they would not be far from being real soldiers.

Only now they can't.

The brown-haired instructor crackled and introduced himself, including what battles he had participated in. When he said this, he almost turned his back to the black-haired teenagers.His voice spread straight ahead.

Lacking direct eye contact with the instructor, Shen Bai could see who he really wanted to tell, so he simply ignored the words that followed the air around the bend and got into the ears of the black-haired teenagers, and started to look ahead and let his mind go blank .

After the introduction, the queue dispersed, and everyone followed up with some warm-up exercises, and then began to learn the first fighting action.

The normal process of learning fighting should start with a single fighting move, but today is obviously not the case, the brown-haired coach turned around and looked at the group of tall black-haired men.

"I need a partner... um... the third in the second row, come out."

"Yes!"

Li Fangjiang stepped out of the team, not daring to be sloppy in his actions.

"Now you can be my partner and cooperate with me to demonstrate."

Shen Bai looked at the instructor whose name he didn't even bother to figure out, and watched the other party prepare to fight against Li Fangjiang.

Even though he knew that this was teaching, but when the brown-haired instructor wrapped his hand around the opponent's neck under the gaze of so many eyes, Shen Bai felt that his own people were being bullied for no reason. .

This kind of feeling was so real slowly rising in Shen Bai's heart, but the instructor watching the movement explanation couldn't find any evidence to support this feeling.

Maybe the brown-haired instructor made aggressive moves towards their people, and the usually honest Li Fangjiang stood there motionless as ordered, as if Li Fangjiang was really just a teaching tool,

Perhaps the brown-haired instructor was always explaining actions to the people in the first world when he did this to the people in his team, and his eyes rarely met with the black-haired soldiers.

Maybe it was there in the beginning, when the brunette instructor turned to them, picking a partner among them as a matter of course.

Before it was their turn in the first world, these teenagers would already start to judge it as something bad in their minds.

However, almost most of the time, this judgment is rarely wrong.

"Look, now, wrap your hands around the opponent's neck..."

Interspersed with some action explanations, Li Fangjiang stood in place with a standard military posture, and even followed the instructor Motar's consistent teaching to look forward, even though another person's hand cut his neck from the side.

Shen Bai's eyebrows were already furrowed, to be honest, he also felt very strange about the restlessness in his heart.

He had the impression that he shouldn't be such an easily aroused person.

Maybe it's because the life in the wandering life was too peaceful, maybe it's because Shen Bai hasn't completely come out of the complete control of the obedient little fish with hooked fingers, or maybe that kind of unequal treatment pried him away. The corner of the memory that he tried so hard to forget made him always easily impulsive...

Shen Bai originally thought that he would become more mature and calm after years of accumulation, but the reality does not seem to be the case, at least in Motar's eyes, Shen Bai's actions are definitely not mature and calm, he is just a person who cannot control his emotions all day long. A brat who finds trouble for himself.

"report!"

When the brown-haired instructor was about to exert his strength, he seemed to see that Li Fangjiang would be knocked down in the next second without any resistance in front of everyone. Shen Bai watched him and yelled loudly, interrupting him.

The brown-haired instructor let go of his hand, and then looked at Shen Bai's position.

"Report to the instructor, our target on the battlefield is the Zerg..."

"The instructor hasn't let you speak yet!"

Before Shen Bai finished speaking, he was interrupted. Motar, who had already stood aside, rushed to him and grabbed his collar. Motar's pace was very fast, and he grabbed Shen Bai very hard. big.

Shen Bai was caught off guard by this sudden scene, his body was pushed forward by the strong Motar, he could only try to maintain his balance, Pasa, who was standing obliquely behind him, had subconsciously moved towards him Stretched out a hand.

"Can't you give me a little peace of mind, soldier!!"

Motar's voice was very loud, and the big Shen Bai was stunned by the shock, with spittle on his face, it was difficult to recover, even the brown-haired instructor on the side was distracted by the disturbing voice Li frowned slightly.

"Instructor Mortar," the brown-haired instructor rubbed his temples and called Mortar's name, "don't you feel that you are a little noisy?"

Motar seemed to realize that something was wrong with his behavior after being called by name, and immediately let go of Shen Bai in his hand and stood at attention facing the other party: "Sorry, company commander, I didn't pay attention."

The frowning eyebrows still could not be untied, and the brown-haired instructor looked at Motar with the same eyes as at their team, with a feeling of being ignorant, savage, helpless and tolerant: "Forget it, you first Go to the side."

"Reporting to the company commander, the third team I lead has a few thorns, and I am a little worried standing by."

It was absolutely impossible to say that the short Shen Bai was always the one who looked petite in the third world. Shen Bai was still very close to Motar, because of the height difference, he could just see Motar following him when he looked at the past. With a trembling throat as he speaks, and then slightly raising his head, he can put the other party's bright black eyes into his own.

"I can partner with the company commander here to assist the company commander in teaching!"

Shen Bai looked at the pair of eyes reflecting the training ground, in the center there stood Li Fangjiang who was a bit at a loss in front, and Shen Bai also saw a small shadow of himself there.

The finger moved slightly, and then subconsciously pressed against the seam of the trousers when the other party looked over.

"Return to the team and stand up, maintain discipline!"

"Yes!"

Shen Bai retreated back to his position, then raised his head and looked forward, the first thing he saw was Helimos looking at him, Shen Bai moved his gaze upwards, and looked at the cold special material behind him wall.

"Alright, then you can go back to the team." The brown-haired instructor was silent for a while and then said to Li Fangjiang.

Motar walked past Shen Bai, and only passed by Shen Bai's line of sight for about a second. Shen Bai's line of sight was still fixed on the front, and he only followed the other side's back with his peripheral vision.

"Wrap your right hand around the opponent's neck, and at the same time step your leg under the opponent's calf..."

"Then you can knock the opponent to the ground with such force."

"Snapped--"

"The key to this action is..."

Out of the corner of the eye, the man with the same black hair as himself fell to the ground.

The posture was not good-looking, at least even if Shen Bai didn't cast his eyes, he could still see the disharmony and incoordination of his hands and feet in the process of suppressing his subconscious resistance movements.

It's as if my own school can't listen to others' bad words no matter how much I criticize, it's like how no matter how much my own school bullies me, I can't see others being rude to him.

Since the black-haired teenagers were punished yesterday afternoon, they have not communicated with Mortaldo unnecessary words. They seem to want to exclude this former worship object from their group of conquering injustice and safeguarding justice. Those who failed to sleep peacefully last night The teenagers, I don't know how many times they secretly questioned this instructor with the same black hair and black eyes as them.

But at this time, when the man who was always yelling at them and pointing fingers at them was knocked down again and again by a brown-haired man in front of them, and also in front of those First World boys, the black-haired boys held hands She clenched her fists tightly, then slowly turned her head forward, just watching the scene from the corner of her eye like Shen Bai.

I can't bear to watch it, and I don't want to watch it.

But Motar didn't seem to feel the special atmosphere coming from the team here. He stood up once and looked towards the black-haired boy.

"Show me all of them! Look carefully at this movement! Where are you staring in a daze!!!"

Shen Bai looked over, and met Motar's eyes for a second, and the other party looked away first.

This kind of simple and basic fighting is not particularly difficult for Shen Bai, but he forced himself to put all his attention on it.

The neck that was hooked, the leg that was tripped, the back that hit the special ground when it fell...

The sweat that the other party started to shed, the raised hands when they were in the air, the bumpy scar on the face where the sweat slid...

For the teenagers who were staring at there like Shen Bai, this kind of behavior was not just learning for them, it was closer to a kind of self-abuse.

And every impact of Motar's back and the ground seemed to be telling Shen Bai something.

He couldn't see Li Fangjiang being treated like that, okay, that's fine, then that idiot Li Fangjiang returned to the team, while that Motar who had always been respected by Shen Bai stepped forward.

Motar seemed to be telling Shen Bai that he was never a person who could break the rules at will, and that fairness and discrimination could not be done just by standing out for heroism.

It's like a fight that made these teenagers hungry for three meals. If they don't have the strength to dare to make noise, all they get is to put themselves and others in a bad situation.

"Okay! Listen to my password now, each team will form a row, and the second row will automatically join the first row!"

The brown-haired instructor felt that he had reached the point, so he organized them to conduct one-on-one fighting training. After Motar got up, the instructor walked out of the middle of the two teams and walked to the side.

"The extra people in the third team can stand behind the first team, and they will automatically fill in so that I can see that one of you can match the other!"

"The third team listens to the password! Take two steps forward!"

Motar suddenly shouted at the group of teenagers before walking aside: "Train hard! You don't have the capital to make you proud!"

To the ears of the brown-haired instructor and the first team, this might just be the instructor's strict instruction to the soldiers, but the tall black-haired men tightened their bodies, as if a whip had been severely whipped on their spines.

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Helimos looked at the boy who was walking towards him, and the other party finally shifted his eyes to him. Before, he looked away several times before, but the other party looked away lightly. This feeling of being underestimated made Helimos He felt a little subtle, but when the other party really looked at him, Helimos actually felt a little uncomfortable.

"Helymus."

The soft call from the side was just right, and Herimos just took advantage of this moment to look away, looking very natural, without any feeling of being at a disadvantage.

"how?"

"Liszt said he wanted to change places with you."

The boy who passed the message was called Jiang Yun, the son of a wealthy businessman, but it was not enough to see in the first world. After all, there were too many rich people, so among this group of people, Jiang Yun was often a small passer-by. , without much sense of presence.

"Oh, that's a pity." Herimos shrugged regretfully at the other party, "You tell him he should have said it earlier, and now he has to train."

Helimos turned his head, but he didn't want to meet the young man's gaze directly, so he shifted his gaze and glanced at the position facing Liszt.

Oh, it's that big stupid bear who has a good relationship with the boy.

While listening to the password, Helimos hooked his hands around the other's neck.

His hands don't have much strength. Like other teenagers in the first world, this kind of army-style fighting means that they can't lift chopsticks. Generally, in the first world, they will have special fighting coaches. Even if most of them won't learn to the level of going to the battlefield like Kaijin's family, at least they don't gather together to teach like this big pot, which makes people unable to take it seriously.

In other words, if Liszt hadn't suddenly thought of this method of venting, this training program would not have appeared so abruptly.

For a moment, Shen Bai's breath sprayed onto the arm stretched out by Herimos, who was thinking about all kinds of things in his mind. Herimos suddenly recovered from his own thoughts, and looked at the other party with some nerves. The black-haired boy had good facial features Well, he stood there calmly, looking forward, and didn't even give Herimos a point.

This annoyed Helimos, who was used to pride, but in fact, the little embarrassment in his heart had appeared more than once today.

Kaijin should be a little upset at this time, looking at Shen Bai's profile in front of his eyes, Helimoss vaguely remembered that the black-haired boy opposite Kaijin was a person who made them unable to remember his face, and the person Kaijin really wanted to face The boy was standing beside him.

But I don't know how long the boy will stand in silence like this. According to the other party's fiery temperament, maybe he will explode after seeing that big stupid bear being slammed several times by Liszt.

……

"The next move."

Helimos's thoughts were wandering infinitely, and then he heard a voice from a place very close to his ear.

The young man's voice was pleasant, with the same cool feeling as his own, which brought Herimos back to his senses.

Herimos adjusted his posture to keep pace with others.

When he stretched his leg behind Shen Bai's right leg, the bodies of the two were already very close. When Herimos realized this, he felt a little uncomfortable at first, but the boy who was standing upright did not. Looking a little uncomfortable, Helimos then thought of how obediently he listened to the boy just now, and felt even more uncomfortable.

"If it's training, then train well."

It was as if there was some invisible elf in the air that conveyed Heliomos's feelings to Shen Bai. Heilimos had already spoken before he could express his displeasure and find some space for himself.

"three!"

The instructor at the front yelled loudly, and Helimos exerted force on his hands and feet at the same time, and the black-haired boy in front of him fell down.

"Helymus!" A voice was heard from a distance away, and Helymus turned his head to look there.

Kaijin grinned at him: "Just take it easy."

Herimos rolled his eyes at the other party, and smacked to Kaijin: "Understood."

Although Kaijin is so sympathetic to the fragrance and jade, Shen Bai doesn't seem to care much about him.

"You can use a little more strength on your ankles." Standing up from the ground, Shen Bai patted his pants and said to Herimos.

"You are as noisy as your instructor." Herimos showed a disgusted expression, but after subconsciously saying such a malicious word to the other party, Herimos stared at the other party's face and suddenly felt a little guilty.You must know that this young man is not as calm as he appears. Several incidents have shown that this is a explosive package, as long as it involves their dignity and pride, it will explode.

But Shen Bai didn't say anything, and on the other side, Pasa, who had just been strangled by Liszt's neck and fell to the ground, didn't say anything at all. Standing there silently waiting for the second slogan.

Shen Bai didn't say anything more, but this time Herimos used more strength on his ankle than before.

I'm not because of that black-haired pig.

Helymus told himself in his heart.

This should be called a peaceful afternoon. The brown-haired instructor taught a few other moves, allowing them to continue to practice one-on-one like that, training with the first world. Although their task is to be thrown around, but In a way, this saved a lot of training for this group of black-haired teenagers.

From the first time he threw the parsa, Liszt's heart was not only full of joy, but also a little bit of embarrassment. He thought that with this method, those big and tall black-haired people could not do anything, so they could only stand Just let yourself vent your anger.But what kind of strength is Liszt, and what kind of physique is Pasha, can they be easily knocked down?

At first, the people around Pasa looked a little worried, but after the first time Liszt threw Paza to the ground as if he was venting, everyone really kept silent and let these brown-haired boys toss about. They came here for most of the afternoon. , compared to the black-haired boys who only need to fall up and get up, this group of blond boys are the ones who have been really trained. Pasa still has no expression on his face after several times down, but Liszt on the opposite side has begun to breathe harder , His forehead was sweating, and looking at the tall, rough-skinned and thick-skinned man in front of him, Liszt couldn't help but wonder who would be punished more for doing this.

Fortunately, this subject is not too long, and the third team will naturally not practice with the first team, which saves a lot of time. Before Liszt exhausted his strength, he stood up listening to the instructor's password and looked at Pa. Sa and others are ready to take the whole team back.

At that moment, Liszt felt a little lucky, at least he would not be able to trip the other party twice or three times.

The training of the first team here is almost nothing, but the third team that was brought back to their own training ground has to complete the rest of their schedule.

It was supposed to be the punitive physical training, but Motar divided these teenagers into two groups, and then called Shen Bai out in front of him.

Mortar looked at the boys, and the boys looked at him.

A group of teenagers who were thrown for half an afternoon, an instructor who was used to assist in teaching, not to mention that instructor was also the object of the dreams of countless third world teenagers.Teenagers have never seen the status of the third world in this world so clearly.

The three meals that were suspended, the training subjects that were modified, the training content that was called to vent on the opponent, and the Motar who replaced them as a teaching "partner" in full view and was thrown several times.

The brunettes slowly realized how ridiculous their fight was that day.

With so many things concentrated in these two days, the original pride and ambition, the sense of justice that pounced on others with the cry of "ahhhhh" gradually calmed down, and the sense of shame that made them always clenched their fists in silence also disappeared. Gradually, it was turned into another emotion.

It's called craving.

"Not everyone can have capital impulse, understand, soldier!"

"Understand!"

It is a desire to be able to stand in a position of equal dialogue with others, it is a desire to have the capital to do what you think is right, not to let yourself and others bear this burden after the sense of justice is overwhelming. part consequences.

"Okay, now, attack me according to the moves you learned this afternoon."

Shen Bai stepped forward with one foot and quickly put his hand on Motar's neck.

Motar grabbed Shen Bai's wrist with his hand and pulled his hand aside.

"Okay, next move!"

"See?! Remember these moves for me! Training is fine, but I don't want you to be the ones who can be brought down by others after you go to the battlefield!"

"Yes!"

"Practice in groups of two! If you don't understand something, report it to me!"

"report!"

"..."

The cold war that lasted for more than a day began to slowly resolve at this time, and Motar used more efficient training to make up for the few hours in the afternoon when he was just standing and being thrown.