Huo Xue stared at Gu Yi, who was reading a health care manual at the head of the bed, with a deep gaze.

The Chinese mercenary initially included 281 new recruits, and more than 230 people left, and most of the people who stayed were soldiers.

In their 203 dormitory, I originally thought that only Gong Yihe had served as soldiers, but judging from what Gu Yi, Bi Haoxuan and Zheng Chenghong discussed today, it seems that these three people had served as soldiers.

But she didn't see a trace of awe in them for the word "obedience".

Moreover, the three of them, one is a young man in his teens, the other is a middle-aged man in his forties, and the other is a young man in his forties, and it is impossible for them to be in the same group of soldiers.

I don’t know how much moisture they are?

Thoughts drifted away, Huo Xue closed her eyes and chose to fall asleep. Replenishing her sleep was the top priority.

This was the first day, and two hundred and thirty-nine people had already withdrawn.

No one would have expected what would happen here in the next days.

The rain hit the neat double-storey building without saying anything, and the rain was raining all night, and the thunder was clamoring.

The forty-two recruits who were sleeping were enjoying the precious rest time after nearly twenty hours of high-intensity training.

Even though lightning was about to tear the sky apart, the strong wind was wrapped in heavy rain and the thunder was heard, it still couldn't wake up the forty-two exhausted new soldiers.

Suddenly, something was thrown in from the window, accompanied by a bang and explosion.

The suffocating smoke spread.

Everyone was shocked by this unforgettable and familiar stagnation. It seemed that their whole body was covered with water, and gas and water were drilled into their glasses, nose, mouth and ear canals.

It seemed like someone was strangling his neck, everyone's throat hurt and itchy, "Cough cough..."

"Cough cough." The familiar fruity aroma drilled into the tip of his nose. In the midst of lightning, Huo Xue was awakened by the high concentration of gas, turned over and carried her bag on her back, and jumped off the bed to wear military boots.

The military boots that had been hung all night were still wet, and she didn't care about this much, so she changed into pairs of dry socks and put on her shoes.

At this time, the others also struggled to get out of the bed, put on their training clothes and were well equipped, and then rushed out of the dormitory behind Huo Xue.

At this time, there were movements from talents from other dormitories.

"It's gas!"

"It's time to get up! Hurry!"

"Grass, why are you training again? How long have I just slept!"

Standing at the meeting place, it was still raining heavily, and it seemed that it was about to collapse at all times.

Huo Xue stood in the first row with her legs straight, raised the military watch on her wrist and took a look, at three o'clock in the morning.

Two hours of late sleep are obviously not enough to restore the best possible state.

Everyone stands on the playground with a bad face. No one will like to be disturbed while sleeping, and they will not be happy to end the leisure time that they have finally obtained in a barbaric training that is not humane.

"Everyone, climbing training." Graves's imperative words echoed in everyone's ears, without a trace of negotiation.

No one dared to refute anymore and quickly took out the climbing rope from his bag.

Execute the command.

As a soldier, you must seize the time to adjust your state to your best at any time.

Otherwise, emergencies may occur in a state of fatigue, which may lead to irreparable consequences.

After two hours of adjustment at night, Huo Xue's nerves were not so tight, and the clarity and mind in her eyes slowly recovered.

In the rain.

But she was as flexible as a stubborn man. She grabbed the climbing rope with her fingers and flew up the mountainside ten meters high. She not only had the advantage of being light, but also thanks to the adjustment of a good mentality.

At this time, Huo Xue was no longer confused or listless, and her clear eyes were burning with enthusiasm and expectations that were completely different from before.

She must see how mean it would be to the point of hunter training!

The raindrops poured into the eyes and noses of the recruits. Some of the recruits below raised their heads when they were tired and were surprised to find that a figure had climbed more than ten meters away and was almost over the hillside.

He burst into a low voice, "Damn, who is that boy?"

"Which boy?"

"The one in the front!"

"At the front... isn't that No. 56? He was the one who led the way yesterday. I heard that he was transferred from a very powerful special forces..."

The recruit who replied, wiped his sweat and looked up at the person who was leading the first one in front of him, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

But the person who asked the question excitedly denied.

"I'm not talking about No. 52! I'm talking about the one in the front! There's one there halfway up the mountain! Look!"

When everyone heard the words, they almost raised their heads, and then supported Shanyan with their feet and pushed their bodies out a little. Only then did their eyes go around all the bodies carrying bags, and saw the small figure who had already put away their claws at the finish line from afar.

The recruits breathed stagnant.

This distance is at least ten meters ahead of them!

Who is this?

The most powerful No. 56, No. 72 and No. 102 are still among them. Why is this guy so handsome?

"Is this a cheat?"

"My legs were sore yesterday and I haven't recovered yet. Is this guy so powerful?"

"Who is this?"

The rock climbing was in his hand, and the rain was loud, and Graves below could not hear it. The recruits began to discuss while climbing.

"This figure looks familiar... This, isn't this No. 13?!"

"What?"

"No. 13! It's him!"

"I used to think No. 13 is a flowery air, and the moves are good, but the results are useless. I didn't expect that this rock climbing is good. ￣hey, don't climb so fast and wait for me!"

"Come on your own! Rock climbing? I think it's because he's too light! He's as light as a swallow, and he's so small!"

"That's right, you'll see his next subject later. I'll give you a return to your original form!"

The soldiers also climbed up the mountainside, put away their claws and stood in formation.

...

In the rain curtain.

Graves stood on the outer layer with his hands behind his back, looking at Huo Xue who was standing straight ahead, and softly told the warrior beside him.

The soldier was wearing a raincoat, and the pen in his hand kept recording the data reported by Graves. He paused when he heard this.

The soldiers compared the results of the previous few times, and Huo Xue was all at the bottom. He had already had the impression of the thirteenth number.

What is the commander now saying?

No. 13?

How is that possible?

Could it be that it was Spanish to switch Chinese and that I didn’t react for a while?

The little soldier mustered up his courage and raised his head in confusion, "Sir, are you sure you are the number 13?"

Graves glanced at the form and then cast a warning look in a faint look. Are you questioning my judgment?

The soldier trembled under his urgency and quickly marked No. 11, and then repeated a rough voice, "Report to the sir, No. 13!"

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The boat of friendship cannot be overturned. I recommend my friend Ji Wuyue’s new book "Military Domineering Pet: Comes in the Arms of Fairies"

"The strong man and the strong woman are 1v1, the winner is the king, and the loser is the warm bed"

Feng Qingwan: "I am a bitch, then what are you?"

Fu Chengjue: "Dogs, don't you say that a bitch is a dog forever?"

Once you wear it into a vicious female supporting role in the book, that's all.

Shouldn’t female supporting roles be all white lotus attributes? But why is her a female bitch?

The desperate Feng Qingwan planned to do the supporting role to the end and interpret the role of this bitch to the fullest.

So after walking for too long at night, Feng Qingwan jumped into a pit called Fu Chengjue dug. And this jump would never make a breakthrough.

The couple practiced every day, day and night, and Feng Qingwan held her slim waist and shed two noodle tears in despair.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!