"One-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one......" The loud and rhythmic shouts came from afar, and the sound of uniform footsteps, like a war drum hitting the drum surface, made people can't help but cheer up when they hear it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was dusty, shouts were getting closer, footsteps were getting clearer, and even the sound of gradually heavy breathing could be faintly heard.

Finally, the dust and smoke dissipated, revealing the true face of this team, but it was a group of shirtless men with bare upper bodies, strong muscles, smooth lines, and explosive bodies, every point that made women excited and men jealous. The shirtless men are not affected by the gaze of others at all, always follow the rhythm, listen to the leader's command, or run fast or jog, however, this is only a warm-up, what really awaits them is more brutal training. Lying down, crawling forward, practicing guns, rolling through mud, climbing over obstacles, every training is forcing them.

Force them to break through boundaries, tap their own potential, and reach infinite possibilities to temper themselves stronger.

It seems that such a shirtless man can be seen everywhere, as if in this place, there is only the most vigorous vitality. But among the shirtless men, there are some female men who do not let the women have eyebrows, and the training they receive is not at all easier than that of the men, and some are even more stringent, because women are stronger, and they have to be ruthless.

"Roar, ha......" This angry shout was shouted by a group of old people in their seventies and eighties, who did not want to become useless people, and could only rely on the relief food of the base to support themselves, and only wanted to rekindle their youth while they were alive, proving that they were just old, but not wasted. The old people also have their own exercise methods, the more powerful, it is not difficult to beat three young people with one punch, and at the critical moment, it is better than the young people.

The old people are working so hard, and as long as the young people still have a face, they will not dare to lie in the room to get moldy, and almost all of them are trained with all their strength and strive to improve their abilities. Children have grown up rapidly in such an environment, and there are still some bear children, but there are very few of them, and many of them are sensible and well-behaved children.

They either help adults do what they can, or grit their teeth and stick to their daily training, or wash and scrub to earn some points for their families, and in the process, they still don't forget to read textbooks, even though they may never have the opportunity to receive a systematic and complete education again. The old and young groups are all wonderful, women and children are not to be outdone, women can also hold up half of the sky, even if there is no life for female men, there is always something they can do.

As for the disabled and weak laborers, they are also struggling, before the end of the world, they will still work hard for survival, after the end of the world, they have to work hard, because if they want to live, if they want to die with dignity, they must first have a certain amount of confidence. And the confidence is a thing, after all, you have to work hard by yourself in order to be solid and stable.

"Second baby, there's here!" A girl with two cupola cannons shouted and ran to the pile of she found, carefully took out the shovel in the back basket, got the into the back basket, and smiled sweetly.

"Wow, that's a lot." The little boy named Erwa took a step slower, and when he saw this, he was not verbose, and took out a small shovel to pretend to be, don't underestimate this thing, it can be very useful, if it is handled, you can make a fire and fertilize the crops, the quantity is enough, and you can exchange points. However, the excrement in the base is concentrated in one place, handled by special personnel, and distributed to the people in the base according to a certain proportion, either as fuel or for farming.

It's rare for these dolls to see the pile of, and suddenly found such a lot, can the second baby and the little girl be unhappy? But the maker of the pile of was not very happy, and the taste was really a stone in his throat, and it was uncomfortable.

The pile is facing the back door of a house, and at the moment there are two men with faces like pig liver, they are one of the makers of the pile, who let the toilet block last night, and it was only done this morning. But it became very hot that day, and the pile of was roasted dry, and they were thinking about how to clean it up, when these two little imps came, and they looked like hungry wolves who had not eaten for a few days, and their eyes were about to glow green.

"Snort-" Peng Jun, who was sitting on the roof of the building and had a full view of this scene, smiled disdainfully, but there were huge waves in his heart, he thought that his cousin Peng Qian's iron fist base was dilapidated, at most it was a temporary resting place for him, but he didn't want the so-called dilapidated to hide such a big potential. The people here are barely able to make ends meet, but everyone has a happy smile on their faces, and they seem to be very satisfied with the status quo. There are people who steal chickens and dogs, there are people who are lazy and negative, and there are people who are insensitive, but there are very few, and the few are almost negligible.

And this is something that neither he nor Peng Qi can do, but Peng Qian did it, not only that, the people here insist on the training tasks assigned by the base day after day, no one shouts tired, no one quits, all gritted their teeth and persevered, bent on becoming stronger, bent on tapping their own potential, and striving to accumulate capital for self-help, rather than waiting for the redemption of others. People are fundamental, if everyone wants to be self-reliant and self-reliant, why should this base have no future?

And Peng Qian's prestige here is engraved on everyone's heart, even a person with bad intentions, and he has to praise his governance methods and admire him as a person. There is a soul figure that is enough to convince everyone, this soul figure is a hegemon who can resist one side, and there is a group of elite talents under the seat, over time, this place will definitely develop into a large base, and it may even become the first in the Dragon Country, the base for dominating the entire Dragon Country.

"Tut-tut, cousin, I have taken a fancy to your base, will you give me whatever I like like like like when you were a child?" Peng Jun thought about it and smiled slightly, his good appearance was even more evil and handsome because of this smile.

As Huang Jiajia guessed, Peng Jun is Peng Qi's younger brother, the only younger brother, after the death of his parents, they are dependent on each other, and they can't give up easily, and Peng Junfeng's identity as an alien also makes Peng Qi can't give up. When the people were angry, Peng Qi just announced the expulsion of Peng Jun in public, and Peng Jun was not allowed to take away a single thing, nor could he take a single person. In front of everyone, Peng Jun left alone, but was soon caught up by the people sent by Peng Qi, saying that they wanted to send him to Peng Qian's Iron Fist Base to temporarily avoid the limelight, and then take him back to the Hope Base.

Peng Jun had an indifferent attitude, but after entering the Iron Fist base, he found that he didn't want to leave this time.