In the early morning of the next day, a huge team composed of 2,000 conscripts and American GIs gathered on the square that was originally provided for the soldiers to rest, but at some point, a high steel fence was built around the square, and the high wall was full of machine guns and small-caliber short guns that people were afraid of when they looked at it, and from time to time there were PLA soldiers and snipers walking from above, and the rifles in the hands of the conscripts and American GIs were also confiscated when they entered the square, and it can be said that they are no different from the cake sheep to be slaughtered now。 Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One of the mobilizers walked up to the other and whispered, "What do you think is going on?" This situation doesn't look right?" while the other mobilizer said anxiously: "Hurry up and be quiet! Our commander has been in a bad mood recently, and our division commander seems to have been killed on the spot because he touched the commander's moldy head!"

"Really?"

"Alright, shut up, sir!"

And in the midst of everyone's discussions, Chu Qing took Wang Ming and walked in slowly from the gate, looking at the discussion crowd below, Chu Qing didn't say much, but slowly took out the sterling silver ** from his pocket, and during this period of time, Wang Ming, who was the closest to Qing, knew that Chu Qing was probably going to kill someone again.

And Chu Qing just slowly bore the gun, and shot a few shots at an American soldier below who was chattering with the people around him, and the American soldier who was unprepared lay on the ground in the midst of these gunshots, and the noisy crowd quieted down in the next moment.

"Is that enough?" Chu Qing said lightly, although the voice was not loud, it was enough for everyone to listen thoroughly in this silent square.

"Good. Chu Qing continued as if he hadn't seen the dead man: "Then I'll briefly talk about the training that everyone present will receive in the next five months. ”

Chu Qing coughed and took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, and after taking a general look, he threw the piece of paper in his hand and said, "Everyone has just come out of the preparations, but the spirit on the body is still satisfied, and this will be an important capital for you to survive in five months." I can tell you very solemnly here that in the next week, only 200 people will survive and listen to me. ”

And the next moment there was an instant quarrel in the field, two hundred people, what concept, that is, nine-tenths of the people present will die, and the death rate is much higher than a war, although they all have good military education and combat literacy, and are ready to die at every moment, but they never thought that they would die in a training, die in the hands of their own people and in that short week, which made everyone present unacceptable, and made them forget the discipline of being a soldier, so that the scene instantly boiled again。

And Chu Qing waited for about two minutes and then re-aimed at a soldier who said the most pleasant, and then exchanged the soldier's death for the silence of the audience, and then Chu Qing looked around again with satisfaction and said: "It seems that everyone is more and more aware of the importance of discipline, so I will continue, during this week you will encounter all kinds of emergencies, you will only get a food supply that can only meet the needs of a hundred people, there will be no more weapons, and your camp will not be protected." In order to survive, kill the person next to you, and remember not to care who he is, just remember that he probably has the water, food, and even clothing you need...... I call it a cemetery. ”

Silence, deathly silence, one can even hear the silence of each other's heartbeats.

However, Chu Qing waved his hand indifferently, indicating that his words had been finished, and then slowly left the square, and just after Chu Qing went out, many PLA troops walked in with electric shock batons and pistols, and brought the more than 1,000 American GIs and mobilized soldiers present to their camp in the next week.

"Let go of me! Don't die so early!"

"Get out of here! You disgusting Chinese!"

"Chu Qing** explain to me what the hell is going on!"

Many soldiers roared like waves, and the soldiers rushed towards Chu Qing like crazy, these former opponents began to stand on the same front, some of them shouted insults to Chu Qing, and some shouted the name of their commander, hoping to get help, and even began to snatch the weapons in the hands of the People's Liberation Army around them, hoping to escape with their excellent combat qualities. But this is just a pure fantasy after all, after all, standing out in the encirclement of the PLA Liberation Army with so many standard weapons in hand, it may only be obtained by those superheroes in comics.

Finally, after the death of sixty-three and the wounding of three hundred and twenty-nine, many soldiers were sent to what was called the 'grave', and those who were wounded were sent directly to the 'grave' without medical treatment, and their fate was certain, because in the field the wounded were almost equal to the dead.

And in the Red Police base, this riot is no smaller than the square, and this size is not in terms of numbers, but in terms of power.

"Damn Chu Qing Lao Tzu usually respects you and calls you a sir, if you move Lao Tzu's soldiers again, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!" Guo Xiaocheng stood in front of Chu Qing, grabbed Chu Qing's collar and roared loudly, this standard Soviet man was completely angry, after all, these thousand mobilized soldiers had participated in the Battle of Feier City with Guo Xiaocheng.

And Chu Qing was also angry, pointing at Guo Xiaocheng's nose and roaring: "You damn thing, do you think Lao Tzu is really afraid of you! You are a good thing to die for, if it weren't for the fact that you have been following Lao Tzu for a long time, Lao Tzu would have collapsed together with you and your godson!" Saying that, Chu Qing was about to take out the matching gun on his body, and Hadi on the side hurriedly grabbed Chu Qing, and Pfett also hurriedly dragged Guo Xiaocheng, making a fairly 'safe' distance between the two sides.

"You, if NTM dares to touch Lao Tzu's son, Lao Tzu will definitely fight with you!" Guo Xiaocheng blushed and pulled his neck and shouted loudly, since he mentioned his baby godson Ao Le, he also instantly messed up his own proportions, and began to stammer.

And Chu Qing also began to notice Guo Xiaocheng's panic, and said with a smug smile: "Don't dare? What else does Lao Tzu dare not do! Lao Tzu has already killed the red eye, killing one more and killing one less is the same!" After speaking, Chu Qing looked at Guo Xiaocheng with a smug face, and smiled smugly with his hand on his head.

"You...... You ......" Guo Xiaocheng was completely confused, and his speech became incoherent.

Poof, Guo Xiaocheng knelt on the ground so straight and straight, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, I beg you! They are all my brothers who were born and died! At the very least, at least give them some weapons to defend themselves! In this rainforest, those who are unarmed are simply going to die!" and Pfett knelt down when he heard this, and after saying please, he lowered his head as if he was looking for a crack to get into.

"Send to death, hahaha, ridiculous, do you know what death is? Give, read this to Lao Tzu and then talk to me. Chu Qing looked at Pfett and Guo Xiaocheng who were kneeling on the ground, and laughed, laughing like an abyss from hell, which made people shudder, and Guo Xiaocheng also took the small USB disk, and when he first handed it to his hand, Guo Xiaocheng trembled unconsciously.

Connect to the power supply, link the USB drive, and play the content, but which hand is hesitant to click it again, as if this is not a video, but a Pandora's box in Greek mythology.

"What's the matter? Why hesitate? Click on it, let you see, what the hell is called 'send to death.' Chu Qing said, sneering, took a small glass from a small flying saucer, and poured the liquid in the cup into the cup in a big gulp.

There was a click, a crisp mouse click, and then the entire conference room fell into a dead silence......

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