interstellar bunny is not vegetarian

After enjoying the dinner that was not inferior to the top restaurant on the capital star, Tyron and Jed were a little bit stretched, shoulder to shoulder, rubbing their stomachs and walking towards the dormitory.

Report on the first day, rest on the second day, and survive on the third day.

Old routines are not a secret in the military academy. You don’t even need to find acquaintances to inquire secretly. You can see various discussion posts about survival training by logging on to the campus network forum.

Of course, the freshmen's authority is very low, and only the "freshman area" can be opened, and the browsing authority of other sections needs to pass the survival test before becoming an official student.

In addition to the more practical knowledge of survival in the wild, the survival training discussion posts are nothing more than speculation, also known as wild imagination.

The training instructors are temporary appointments before the upper-level exams. Every teacher teaching at the school has less than 50 years of combat experience, and their styles and methods are different, so previous experience and the like are of little use in this.

Before the test began, no one knew the real content except a few instructors.

It's dinner time right now. The seniors who have not returned to school in the past have had a full meal at home and have nothing to do. They have landed in the irrigation area where the freshmen cannot see, and use their brains to guess which "devil" will be the head officer of this survival training. Tomorrow What kind of crooked tricks will they use to torture, oh no, to test those little tender seedlings that have worked so hard to break through the soil and see hope in the soil of my military academy.

"I guess it's an extreme fitness test!"

"Impossible, I just played Limit Test two years ago, and the probability of seizing resources is still high."

"No, no, I think it must be chasing and fleeing."

"Don't make wild guesses. Instead of trying to figure it out with the instructor, it's more practical to guess how many people will be on the street in this session."

"Hmm... To be honest, the last 'Devil' was too dark and the elimination rate was surprisingly high. Theoretically speaking, it should be easier this time. Otherwise, the number of students in the army would be unbearable for two consecutive sessions."

"It can't be said that way. A high elimination rate means that the quality of the freshmen left behind is high. Elite soldiers are more valuable than numbers."

……

"Tomorrow's survival training is also an elimination system?"

Tyronn looked sideways, a strand of curly black hair slid down his cheek in the breeze, Jed helped him straighten it out, and nodded.

"In fact, the elimination system is not accurate. The monitoring equipment follows the whole process. The teachers of the scoring team will judge the freshmen based on their on-the-spot performance and adaptability after they reach the set goals. A low score does not mean that they will be eliminated, but sometimes people are in critical situations. The quality reflected at the juncture is more important than the results of the fixed assessment."

The date of returning to school has not yet arrived, and there are only freshmen on the campus of the military academy, and there are very few people. Tai Lun approached Jed and asked in a low voice: "You don't have any inside information to share?"

Seeing the expression "You must know the inside story" on the other party's face, Jed half-clasped his right hand, put it on his lips and gave a chuckle, and answered honestly: "No."

"Not even you?"

"Strange?" Jed asked back.

"Uh... a little..." Tai Lun was also very honest.

Grandpa Rist is the commander-in-chief of the Defense Force, and his father is in charge of the Second Fleet of the Defense Force. The superposition of the hatchback can be said to have a pivotal position in the military headquarters. As the sole heir, Jed has not received the slightest rumor?

Jed glanced out of the corner of his eye and made sure that there was no one within 200 meters. He tilted his head and kissed the corner of Tai Lun's mouth lightly, facing the other's astonished gaze, without blushing or panting, looking upright and honest, he continued: "Since it's called survival training, left and right You can’t escape both the mental and the physical. The physical usually refers to physical strength or hunger, and the mental generally refers to fatigue and urgency.”

"You mean, the training instructor might throw us into the woods, starving and freezing to find food for ourselves?"

"almost."

Thinking that he was about to live a life of starvation like a wild animal, Talon, who had never experienced the feeling of being hungry when he grew up, suddenly thanked Links a little. Run to the cafeteria to eat a big meal.

Let's treat this meal as their last treat before going out.

It is meaningless and impossible to achieve a strong survivability in a short period of time. Survival training is always one of the links in the military school curriculum. The instructors are strict but have a bottom line. They will not be too outrageous. A little time to help Tai Lun make up lessons.

Tai Lun listened carefully and took it to heart.

Just because he hasn’t been hungry doesn’t mean he can’t endure hardships. Through Jed’s detailed introduction, Tai Lun is fully prepared for the training content. I’m afraid it’s inevitable to suffer, but he doesn’t think he’s cowardly. .

He must be able to persevere to the end in a harsh environment.

However, just like in the mecha battle, Tyron felt that Links was a rookie who had just broken out of his shell. With the extreme harsh environment he could imagine for a person like him who had never been to a remote star, not to mention the battlefield, In the eyes of the instructor, it is no different from children's play house.

Not to mention the bishop who was jokingly called "the devil" by the old students.

That night, exactly three o'clock in the morning—

The chief officer lived up to everyone's expectations and made a move.

A piercing siren pierced the night sky, resounded throughout the campus, and spread to every dormitory without distinction.

The freshmen who were still asleep were woken up unexpectedly. Some people who were not sleeping well fell out of bed with a "slap" and rubbed their sleepy eyes, but they didn't realize what was going on.

No wonder they lack a sense of crisis. Counting this sleep, it is the second sleep in the dormitory of the military academy. Many students are new adults.

Everyone knows that the military academy has a strict schedule, and there is an emergency assembly in the military academy, but it is one thing to know, and another to prohibit it.

The excitement of the young people who are in high spirits has not yet passed, or surfing the Internet, or chatting together, there are many people who go to bed in the middle of the night, and three o'clock in the morning is when they just fall asleep and sleep the most deeply.

A few seconds later, there was a sudden commotion in the dormitory building. There were clattering of clothes, knocking of tables and chairs, and slamming doors and shouting.

Tai Lun didn't have the habit of staying up late, so he went to bed early. The moment the alarm sounded, he opened his eyes suddenly. His sleepy look lasted only a second, and was quickly replaced by alertness. He lifted the quilt and bounced off the bed. clothing.

Feeling the soft cotton, he stopped his movements and turned his gaze to the shirt in his hand.

When he reported to the military school, he received a space storage device, which contained a case for every freshman. In addition to the new semester materials, there were also daily utensils and a set of standard school uniforms.

Beige suit-style lapel jacket, with brochure design, waist slimming, quite a simple version of the imperial military uniform style, with a pure white shirt inside, a tie for boys, a bow tie for girls, and a gray and white Suran style with navy blue lines underneath trousers.

Obviously, this set of clothes is not prepared for training, so it can be worn in daily classes.

Jed said that the scoring team tracked the whole process. As for when the "full process" started, no one knew. According to news from the freshman forum, the survival training time varies from year to year, and there is no rule at all. Depends on preference.

Tai Lun's mind was quick, and he gave up the shirt after hesitating for a moment. He crossed his hands and grabbed the hem of the pajamas and lifted it up.

The ghost knows that the alarm in the middle of the night is because the instructor sees that the freshmen are too comfortable, and plans to use the group training to punish them, or to kick off the prelude to the survival training.

Therefore, he deliberately kept an eye on it. No matter what kind of situation he encountered, he must put on his clothes first. Dressed inappropriately, too late to cry.

It wasn’t just Tai Lun’s dormitory that woke up to the sound of the alarm. Everyone’s reactions were different. Some couldn’t find their socks, buttoned the wrong buttons, wore their pants backwards, and even opened the door in their pajamas and rushed out... Only you can’t think of it, no Freshmen can't do it.

And just when everyone was in a rush and nervous, eager to break one second into two seconds, Ryan, who lives next door to Tai Lun, was still sleeping soundly, unaffected at all, with his arms around a round pillow, mouth It says "Lilith".

Finally, he grabbed three energy bars and put them in his pocket. When Tyron drove out, he happened to meet his roommate John. The two looked at each other and nodded. Listen carefully, there is no other movement except snoring, obviously the people inside are not awake.

Tyron simply admired Ryan's big heart to go with the situation, but it's a pity that this is not the time to give a speech.

"Ryan! Get up!" Tai Lun yelled loudly while knocking on the door.

It doesn't take two to wake someone up, one is enough. Tyronn motioned John to go first, and the latter came to the door. The sound-proof automatic door opened immediately, and the sound of chaotic running and shouting from the corridor outside came in.

"What's the matter, Tyron?" Although Ryan was woken up by Tyron, his mind was immersed in the dream of dating Lilith and he couldn't get it out. The alarm was completely regarded by him as an "alarm", and he was still wondering who it was. Yes, so noisy.

Tai Lun didn't have time to waste time with him, so he directly resorted to his trump card: "Lilith ignores you."

The word "Lilith" can be called Ryan's Achilles' heel, coupled with "Ignore you" in the back, it's hard not to wake up.

"Ah!? Lilith ignores me? Why..." Ryan got up, ignoring his shoes, opened the door with bare feet and was about to rush out, a slender and powerful hand rested on his chest in time, facing For Gao Zhuang Ryan, Tyron pushed him back with all his strength, and then gave a short explanation at the fastest speed, "Change clothes, survival training has begun, remember to wear sports and waterproof."

Don't look at Ryan being silly in front of Lilith. He is not good at words. He is not stupid. back to the house.

John left first, and Tyronn didn't wait after he finished speaking. As a roommate, he had already done what he could say and do, and it was up to Ryan himself.

The entrance of the dormitory building was originally an empty field, but a small table was built at some point. Tai Lun was [-]% sure that there was no such thing in the empty field before he went to bed at ten o'clock.

A tall searchlight was erected on the left and right sides of the stage. The entrance of the building and the venue were as bright as day. The three people on the stage chose their positions very carefully. They happened to stand halfway illuminated by the spotlights, so that everyone could only see The waist, legs, and upper body are hidden in the darkness, so they cannot be seen clearly.

It is not impossible to gather information just by looking at the legs. The pants are military pants. Combining the information of the two days of survival training, the freshmen are sure that the "Black Shadow Trio" is the legendary instructor. In the next few days, their immediate superiors.

The freshmen who ran down first stood in the empty field and consciously lined up in several teams according to floors, heights and genders.

"Line up—!" Among the black shadow trio, the favorite person on the left took a step forward. She was a young woman who was not tall and wore glasses. She looked more like a support staff. His brows were frowned, and he seemed dissatisfied with the assembly time of the freshmen.

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After waiting for a while, there were no more newcomers running into the queue.

The tall black figure in the middle finally moved. With his hands in his pockets, he walked casually into the light range, and opened his mouth with a contemptuous and arrogant voice:

"Little cubs, are you ready?"