Chapter 5: Damn! Testing, is there an end?

In the dark, I walked slowly by myself. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info surrounded me except darkness is darkness, and the only thing that accompanies me is my footsteps.

A light began to shine ahead, and a woman approached from a distance, smiling at me, and that smile made me feel warm. I slowly approached, trying to touch the face that would give me a warm smile. The woman waved at me, turned and walked forward, slowly moving farther and farther away from the woman, and the warm back became more and more unclear.

I ran in the direction she was heading. "Hey, don't go," I tried to shout to stop the figure from leaving.

The ground shook suddenly, and the frequency became more and more violent, and I could not continue to move forward.

The smile that warmed me was no longer visible.

But the ground was still shaking violently, and something seemed to be tearing at my arm.

When I opened my eyes, a big face was facing me, and those blue eyes with a slight gray were staring at my eyes, and I was frightened and shrank back. Then he was slapped twice on the face, "381, hey, sober up, start training." ”

It's unfortunate that it's the guy who speaks is the dead pervert who calls himself the boss. There was a clear hint of disdain in the guy's eyes.

The handcuffs were unfastened, the whip around my ankles was gone, and I moved my body and stretched out a lot.

"Don't be lazy, let's go." The dead pervert poked me in the back of my spine with the handle of the whip, urging.

Before I could stretch my waist, my clothes were thrown in my face. Or the t-shirt I left in the cage last night, and I don't know when someone picked it up. I put it on three or two times, and the damn badge was still clinging to my chest. 54381, the abominable number.

As soon as he stepped out of the door by being pushed by a dead pervert, he saw the fake foreign devil Justin holding a gun waiting on the side.

"381, first of all, I would like to introduce to you, this is our team's weapons expert and explosives expert justin Fang, your special training teacher this morning." Looking at the grim smile on that dead pervert's face, I realized that today was not going to be easy.

"Teacher, okay~~~" I greeted with a fake smile.

"And then." Justin, the fake foreign devil, threw the gun in his hand directly to me, turned around and walked forward.

It's so heavy! I cocked my gun, muzzle aimed at the two guys in front of me. Hmph, hit your legs, although you can't die, it's enough for you. My index finger was on the trigger, ready to pull hard.

"As a teacher, I need to remind you. First, holding a gun in your hand does not necessarily threaten people, you need to pull the insurance first; Second, don't forget to check the magazine. The fake foreign devil suddenly turned around and shook the long black strip lying in his palm.

Damn, these guys are playing tricks on me again.

It was just a distraction, and the gun in my hand changed owners.

"Justin people are handed over to you, and the handover will be changed at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay. By the way, boss," the fake foreign devil pointed at me, "Can this guy fight?" ”

"Well, don't hit your head." Dead Pervert smirked at my head, "At the moment, I think this guy is still a little useful here, and you have a tough job, justin." ”

"Roger."

Come on, just go to class, at least it's better than captivity anyway. But I still have to be beaten, what kind of world is this, I didn't have time to think about it, so I was dragged forward by the neck of the fake foreign devil.

I know I haven't seen anything in the world, so whenever I see something shocking, my eyes widen and my mouth open, fully showing my surprise and shock.

Ah, the jaw is slammed shut. It hurts.

I still don't believe what I see. It's a small arsenal. The guns were just left on a long table that could hold a meeting of 20 people, a full layer. Boxes were densely packed under the table, those boxes were open, and I stole a glance down, and they were all bullets. But I'm a gun idiot, and I only know M16, which is still a long time ago when I played CS.

"381, what is this?" The fake foreign devil grabbed one from the table at random and threw it over.

"Guns."

"Nonsense!" The fake foreign devil was very dissatisfied with my answer, and frowned, "Model, origin, caliber, effective range, magazine capacity, matching bullet data ......"

"I don't know." I replied crisply. Please, I'll just have a small noodle shop and a small chore, if you ask me about the pots and pans, I can still carry them clearly. This is a gun, and I have never seen it as soon as I abide by the law, let alone touch it.

"How so?" The fake foreign devil looked incredulous, and casually pulled out a magazine and stuffed it into my hand, "Bullet." ”

I've never eaten pork, and I haven't seen a pig run. I've also seen the police movie. I grabbed the magazine angrily, didn't I just stuff it in, what a rarity!

Hey? It's weird, why can't you stuff it in?!

I looked up and saw that my gunsmith's face was already blue, and he snatched the gun and magazine from my hand, loaded it in twos and threes, and put the gun against my head. I swear I heard him pull the safe.

"Master, Master," I began to tremble involuntarily, "I, I know I'm stupid. No, but can you ......" The damn muzzle finally left my head, and whew, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and before I could fully relax my nerves, I was hit firmly on my back, but fortunately it was the butt.

"I finally understand now why the boss said you were a white melon." The fake foreign devil knocked me on the head with a gun, "Listen well." ”

The fake foreign devil rummaged through the table, pulled out a handful and threw it over.

"M16, I know this."

"Today's task, learn to disassemble and assemble the M16. The disassembly time must be less than 1 minute. ”

"What?!"

"What I say, what do you hear." The fake foreign devil tapped my chest with the muzzle of the gun, "Why do you have an opinion?" ”

"No," I immediately straightened up, straightened up, and replied loudly, "Yes, what Master says and I do." ”

Idiots and fools will raise the bar with someone with a gun in their hands!

In the following time, the M16 seemed to have become an ordinary toy for children, and I disassembled and assembled it dozens of times, and finally I was able to assemble the M16 in one and a half minutes at half past one.

I held the M16 with a smug face, and the fake foreign devil snorted, "It seems that this white melon is not as stupid as I imagined." ”

I flipped the gun in my hand and looked proud, "Because Master taught me well, by the way, Master, you are so good, why do you call that dead pervert a boss." ”

"The lowest anti-room," I hit my back again, and the fake foreign devil snatched the gun from my hand and threw it back on the table, "He saved his life, so what about the boss who screamed?" ”

"Huh?" This sentence of the fake foreign devil aroused my curiosity. That dead pervert still seems to have a lot of means.

"381, I really can't figure out how you have the life of a white melon to survive until now." I swear, this is the first time I've seen him smile in 8 days, I always thought he was paralyzed.

"Alright, 381, that's the end of my class for today," the fake foreign devil paused, "but I'm looking forward to seeing how your afternoon class looks bad." ”

Damn, fake foreign devil, I just improved my impression of you.

"Alas, Master, Master Fang," I saw that the fake foreign devil was in a good mood, and immediately changed to a flattering expression, "Can I ask a question?"

"What?" The fake foreign devil looked at me and raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was a "bang" and the door was kicked open. Dead pervert, you open the door with your feet. I cursed silently in my heart, so much so that I couldn't even ask questions.

"Justin, it's a shift change," the dead pervert smirked, "isn't this white melon super invincible and stupid?" ”

"It's okay, it's better than I imagined, it's just that there are more words." The fake foreign devil looked at me, "Boss, afternoon, who else □□ him?" ”

"Zhao Er and Zhao Yi."

"Then I'll apply to be an auditor." The fake foreign devil looked excited.

"It seems that this 381 is quite popular, and Xie Jian also said that he applied to audit." The dead pervert looked at me and said, that expression gave me the illusion that watching me being trained was like watching a movie, or the movie they had been waiting for for a long time.

"Alright, I'm on duty, boss." The fake foreign devil pushed me to the dead pervert, and knocked me twice with the butt of the M16 gun before leaving. In the end, the fake foreign devil glanced at me and swaggered away with a self-begging expression.

I only ate 7 percent full for lunch, the reason is that I am too full, the blood supply to the brain is insufficient, and the already stupid brain will become even more inadequate in the afternoon. These hateful fellows are so unreasonable, they don't even give me a full meal now, and I'm really not as good as I was when I was imprisoned.

"381, we'll take care of the afternoon class." The twins always sang and said, "You'd better concentrate, or it's going to be miserable." ”

The two hairy boys are still serious. Hmph, who's afraid of whom.

"Be active before class, 381 guess which of us is bigger?"

Alas, this is almost a common problem of twins, as long as there are twins who like to be used to guess the size, this is almost a fixed game. I casually reached out and pointed, "You're big." ”

Seeing a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, I was secretly happy in my heart, I was lucky to walk shit today, and I can also be in chaos, "Young Master Ben is right, you are the boss Zhao Yi." ”

"Ha, 381, you white melon, I thought you were a little smart." One of the twins knocked off my finger pointing at him, "I'm the boss, yes, but I'm Zhao Er." ”

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