The daily training is extremely hard and very intense. It's no wonder that the Legion of Fury can rank high in the mercenary world, in addition to advanced weapons and equipment, this kind of training that plays with life on weekdays is indeed very useful.

His strength is gradually recovering, and the scars on his face are gradually fading. Through the daily training, I have gained the trust of my instructors and the support of my teammates, and I have become the most prominent recruit in the entire boot camp.

As strength and a keen sixth sense continued to return, I felt that constant surveillance again. I know that the Supreme Commander, who has not been seen much, has been keeping an eye on me, and that it is time to find an opportunity to escape from the Fury.

In the time that followed, I began to make a plan for escape while training with my life. The patrol system here is very strict, and the weapons and equipment are very advanced. Without a detailed plan until you have fully recovered your physical strength, the probability of a successful escape is not high.

In the boot camp, I got along well with everyone, and there were three people I admired and liked the most. Two of the three people are more than two meters tall, and their muscles are extremely strong. The other soldier is about 1.6 meters tall and belongs to the speed and skill type. I was absolutely sure I could convince them to give me an escape, but I didn't want to. Because they used to say that in the country of Nigeria, there are their parents and wives waiting for them.

One day off, it rained again from the sky.

The local recruits were naked, kneeling on the ground where the creek had flowed. His mouth reverently recited the verses of thanksgiving, thanking God for the rain of life. The rainy season in Africa has passed, and every rain is precious.

"That's the water that sustains their lives. "When I heard the footsteps behind me, I only thought it was my comrade in my tent, but I didn't expect it to be the instructor.

"Huaxia is also a country with relatively scarce fresh water resources, right?"

"Yes, sir, the population base of Huaxia is too large, and the distribution of water resources is extremely uneven. ”

I turned around and saluted him, but he stopped him with his hand.

"It's not training time. "After being in this oppressive environment for a long time, he didn't seem to be used to communicating with people, so he stood side by side with me in front of the simple window that was pulled up.

The captain has his own room, which is only fifteen square meters, but it is still precious in such an environment.

"If there were no mercenaries on the land of Africa, these people would have died on this land long ago. The instructor said such a sentence inexplicably, and I didn't know how to answer. But I know he's right, these people who have lost their homes because of the war are living a day of displacement. With no land of their own, no government responsible for their safety, and all that can be hired is mercenaries except for the diamond and gold mines, which have a very high mortality rate.

Life has just begun to show them a picture of cruelty, and some of them will either become bandits that roam everywhere, robbing houses everywhere, and then eventually being wiped out or strengthened, or joining the mercenaries, growing up as the pillars of the mercenaries as they rise in rank, accepting the tasks of nations and natural people, living with dignity and fear.

"This land is just an arena for the European and American powers to realize their national strategic intentions, and who cares whether they live or die. The instructor sneered self-deprecatingly and shook his head, picking up a cigarette from my desk and lighting it.

"You've killed a lot of people, haven't you?" The confused thoughts were interrupted by the instructor's sudden questioning, and I turned my head, needing to look up at the instructor who was taller than me a little.

"Sir, I don't know what you mean. I calmly lit a cigarette and looked at him without fear.

"I don't know what you're referring to. ”

"The entire boot barracks, everyone except you was frightened by the crocodiles in the pond. And you, except for anger, don't have any expression of fear. ”

Seeing that I wanted to explain, the instructor waved his hand and continued to ask, "You have received formal training, right? Where are your troops?

"What's the tattoo on your arm? Is it a totem, or is it a code?"

The instructor's questioning finally angered me, and I stopped running away, my cold eyes radiating a murderous light, and I knew that he would be able to feel it. Anyone with blood on their hands who poses a daily threat to the lives of others can feel it.

"What the hell do you want to know? I'm here to join the mercenaries, there are many murderers, rapists, and people who should have been sentenced to death a long time ago, so shouldn't they tell you all about the past?" I replied in broken English.

The instructor clearly sensed the change in me, and the hand that grabbed my shoulder loosened a little harder.

"You're not like them. The instructor threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, looking at me with a sharp look in his eyes: "You know what I mean differently." ”

"Is it because I don't have fear when I see crocodiles biting them?" I smiled contemptuously, "but I'm really angry, shocked by your cold-bloodedness and inhumanity. ”

The instructor did not get angry at my words, but sighed and said: "If you don't train them in the most cruel way now, they will also become cannon fodder on the battlefield in the future!"

"So, you are still their savior?" I turned my head and snorted coldly and continued: "Everyone has their dignity and life, and it is you who force them to be tested and baptized by death here, and in the chain of their lives, without these cruel trainings, even if their lives are gone, it should not be up to you. ”

Hearing my words, the instructor's eyes changed from sharp to playful, as if he was looking at a clown.

"Can you believe it? I'm giving some of them a dollar now, and they're going to go to a local ten-year-old girl and get her pregnant, without any protection*. If I give them ten dollars, they'll go to the casino and get drunk at a bar. I gave them fifty dollars, and they would even give me their girl, or fulfill my request and rape her in front of me. Or don't care who I let rape her. The instructor pointed to the retired recruits frolicking in the rain and the mercenaries wrestling in the mud not far away, and there was not the slightest pity in his tone.

"This is a land that has long since been dehumanized, and their strongest desire is to live, even if they are stepping on the corpses of their dearest, and in this land, anyone can control their lives, because they themselves have sold their lives to the devil. I wouldn't blink an eye even if they all died in front of me, but you're different. ”

The instructor took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, and his eyes returned to the sharpness they had just now.

"Because your humanity hasn't been extinguished, I don't want to see you die here. ”