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Chapter 8 Final Assessment

range.

There was a table full of gun parts in front of Chu Feng. Most people would feel dizzy just looking at it.

However, Chu Feng is not an ordinary person.

In his eyes, the dazzling array of firearm parts seemed to have self-awareness, being arranged and combined in an orderly manner, and finally assembled into a complete firearm.

Assembling a pistol is a common assessment item in the military. It takes an average soldier ten to twenty seconds to assemble a pistol.

But what's on the table is an automatic rifle with a more complex structure. Even the King of Soldiers needs about twenty seconds to assemble it.

"start!"

The moment the referee gave the order.

Chu Feng moved, his fingers as nimble as butterflies, picking out the parts he needed from the messy pile of parts.

Precise and elegant.

The prisoner opposite Chu Feng seemed to be in a hurry. His eyes were full of fear, and he was obviously frightened by Chu Feng's speed.

"Damn it! You're quick, aren't you? There's no trigger, let me see how you shoot!"

The prisoner roared, stretched out his hand and snatched the only trigger on Chu Feng's table.

Wolfgang, who was watching the game on the second floor, frowned and protested: "Isn't this considered a violation?"

Before the referee could speak, Zola on the side said: "Don't be so serious, Wolfgang, this is not a fair competition. Any behavior of the prisoner is allowed."

Zora smiled narrowly.

Wolfgang didn't bother to argue with him, and kept his face dark and said nothing.

Assembling the gun was still going on. Chu Feng had already completed the assembly, except that there was no trigger. He held the gun and looked at the prisoner opposite silently.

"Hahaha, you're dead, you're dead!"

The prisoner looked crazy and sweat was dripping from his forehead.

Finally, he pulled the gun bolt and pointed the gun at Chu Feng.

Boom!

There was a gunshot.

The two officers on the second floor craned their necks, wanting to know the result.

After the two opposing men froze for a second, a bullet hole appeared between the prisoner's eyebrows, and he fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Won!"

Wolfgang punched excitedly.

Zola's face was livid, and he looked towards the corner, where a figure slowly disappeared into the shadows, "Humph, check if he cheated."

"Don't go too far!"

Wolfgang glared.

"Haha, I just want to know how he fired the gun without a trigger. Why was he so excited?"

"snort!"

There was nothing Wolfgang could do about Zola. He was at a disadvantage in terms of position and military rank.

The referee stepped forward to ask a few questions and came back to report.

"Warden, it was a misfire."

"Fire?"

Zola looked at Chu Feng with an increasingly gloomy look.

Firearms may misfire, but no one can accurately predict when and under what circumstances a gun will misfire.

This oriental boy is far more difficult to deal with than imagined!

"Luck is also a part of strength!" Wolfgang proudly crossed his arms.

Zola's face was ashen: "Call the next group to come up."

…

playground.

Chu Feng was practicing fighting alone in the corner.

This month, similar assessment projects have been conducted several times, and the list of one hundred people has shrunk to less than thirty people now.

Getting closer to the goal.

The light in Chu Feng Gujing Wubo's eyes flashed away.

His body has been trained to its best condition, and his strength and agility have reached 9.

But this is not safe. The Super Soldier Serum has a risk of failure. Even with the blessing of Ark Power, the success rate is far from 100%.

Chu Feng didn't believe in probability, he only believed in himself.

"Must reach the limits of the human body!"

He suddenly flew up and hit the sandbags on the playground.

Bang!

After a dull thud.

The sandbag split in the middle, and fine gravel flowed to the ground.

When the prisoners not far away saw this, they fled further away like the god of plague.

"Pa bang bang..."

Applause came from across the barbed wire fence.

Wolfgang congratulated with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Mr. Chu, it seems that the goddess of luck is also on your side."

"Goddess of Luck?" Chu Feng smiled disdainfully, "She never favors me."

"Not luck?"

"Oh, I tested the tapping position during target practice. Although I don't say it's 100% sure, but..."

Chu Feng took his hand out of his pocket and flicked his thumb.

The spike-shaped part crossed the barbed wire fence and landed in Wolfgang's arms.

Wolfgang's pupils narrowed, "This, this is...?"

"He couldn't even shoot before I fired."

Chu Feng showed a strange smile.

Wolfgang looked at the firing pin in his hand and was shocked. "When?" He was watching the whole process and didn't notice it at all.

Chu Feng: "When he grabbed my trigger."

Wolfgang no longer knew what words to use to describe Chu Feng. Under his madness, there was also a careful mind hidden, a smart madman!

Unfortunately……

"What is the final assessment content?"

Chu Feng's voice interrupted Wolfgang's thoughts.

"Oh, the final test is also the most cruel. They fight each other, and the ten people who survive can receive serum injections."

"So simple?"

Wolfgang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not that simple. It might be a melee. Don't take it lightly. Someone is already targeting you."

"Your nemesis?"

"Um."

"I know, what about that thing I mentioned?"

Wolfgang nodded, "We have found the right candidate. As long as you pass the assessment, everything will go according to plan."

"good."

Chu Feng nodded indifferently, turned and left.

Wolfgang looked at his back and sighed after a long time, "It's a pity. If you weren't in Hydra, you should have a bright future. Don't blame me, this is fate."

[Countdown to return: 11 days]

…

Chu Feng was doing strength training, hanging at an angle just right so that he could see outside through the narrow window.

The truck covered with canvas drove away from the prison, and inside it were the losers of this assessment.

As life and death assessments continued one after another, the prisoners gradually completed the transformation from elite warriors to killing machines.

Chu Feng is no exception. His heart is getting colder and colder, and he is becoming more and more accustomed to this lost world.

The next day, early morning.

The cells were opened, and there were soldiers standing outside with loaded guns and tight security.

Chu Feng did not resist and allowed them to put handcuffs and footcuffs on him and escort him out of the prison. Seeing the sun again did not make him happy, because he knew that what he would face next was a greater test.

Soldiers put blindfolds on the prisoners and put them on buses.

After shaking for several hours, it stopped.

After getting off the bus, Chu Feng felt cold, and he could feel snowflakes falling on his exposed skin.

The blindfold was still on, and after entering the unknown building, it was another long elevator ride, all the way deep underground.

The eerie cold wind made people's hair stand on end.

The prisoners' breathing also became heavier.

Every assessment means that someone will lose their life. While Hydra's selection is extremely cruel, it also inspires the evil and darkness deep in the prisoners' hearts.

Those who pass the final trial will become killing machines walking in hell.

After getting out of the elevator, we passed through several checkpoints and finally arrived at the place.

The sound of a hydraulic door opening.

The blindfold was taken off, and the room in front was dark. The open door looked like a soul-devouring monster, opening its mouth and waiting for the lamb to sacrifice its soul.

"Get in! Don't move!"

Chu Feng was roughly pushed and pushed onto the seat in the room. His skin felt cold when he touched it.

After the soldiers fixed the shackles, they tied Chu Feng's limbs and neck with belts. After making sure that Chu Feng could not break free, he exited the room and closed the door.

The moment the door is closed, the outside sound is completely blocked. There are no windows in the room, so the sound insulation effect is surprisingly good.

Gradually, Chu Feng discovered that this place had become a world without light and sound.

As time goes by, the soul seems to be in the endless void, and self-awareness begins to fade, giving rise to the illusion of suspended animation.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

"Thump, thump, thump..."

"Zhizhizhi..."

His breathing was as dull as thunder, his heartbeat was like a beating drum, and the sound of the belt tightening could be clearly heard when he struggled.

Human beings have always been afraid of the dark.

So we invented fire in an attempt to dispel this fear.

However, this fear is like a tarsal maggot, hidden deep in the human soul. When darkness falls again, fear is awakened.

"ah!!!"

It started with shouting, UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.net, but then because the shouting was ineffective, my spirit began to collapse.

After the hysterical venting, there is the despair of sinking into the abyss.

A huge amount of sweat rolled down Chu Feng's forehead. After getting soaked, he became dry again due to body temperature, and then became drenched again.

Time has lost its concept.

Chu Feng felt like a castaway floating on the sea, desperate and lonely.

Just die, forget it, die, forget it...

No, I want revenge, I can't die!

Too painful, painful, suffering, torture...

I have seen death and my will will not fade away!

After repeating it countless times, even the final will became blurred.

Just when the existence named Chu Feng was about to disappear.

light is on.

In the hazy vision, I vaguely saw a man in a white coat walking in.

The white coat opened Chu Feng's eyes and illuminated them with a small flashlight.

"Still alive, food."