That child didn't know where he came from or who his parents were. When he first became aware of his self www.biquge.info he was already living in this training camp and being trained in the training camp.

Life in the training camp is very hard, with strict schedules, carefully matched customized food, high-intensity knowledge learning and military training. Every day, I live in the life prescribed by others, grow up according to what others think, and grow into a person who is useful to each other.

One day, a few of the child's friends asked the teachers at the camp about their parents and where they came from. The kid wanted to ask too, but someone else asked first.

"Your parents abandoned you, and if we hadn't adopted you, you would have been garbage in the garbage dump or a meal for wild beasts. ”

The teacher of the training camp replied, looking amiable, and gently stroked the children's heads. However, the child saw something different in the teacher's eyes, which was disappointment and a flash of murderous intent.

After that time, the kid stopped socializing with his friends and reverted to living alone in the camp. A few days later, the child's friends were taken away by the teacher and never returned.

At this time, the child understands that in this training camp, there are some questions that cannot be asked, and there are some ideas that cannot be owned. The following days were the last relatively good time for all the children in the camp.

From a certain time, the teachers of the camp told the children a fact. There can only be one child who can walk out of the camp and get their real name, all of them are competitors to each other, no one is your friend, and there are enemies everywhere you look.

The kid wanted to get rid of his code name and get his own name, even if it wasn't the name he was supposed to have. And being able to walk out of this camp gives that kid the opportunity to do something he wants to do.

The curriculum of the training camp is strengthened as the children continue to grow, and the knowledge that the children need to learn has also expanded from military theory to politics, people's livelihood, imperial academics, etc., and the results that the training camp wants to create are also transmitted to the children, so that the children know what kind of people they will become in the future. However, this position is only available to one person.

The Great President.

As long as you get out of this training camp, you can become the president of this country, and become the most powerful person in this country, or at least the most powerful person on the surface. This goal was enough to make the kid want to do everything in his power to get the position.

So, the kid focused on training and tried to do what the teachers in the camp asked him to do to become the president they wanted.

When the appointed day comes, the child, no, the man is in the thirteenth row, and there are twelve better people in front of him, and they are one step ahead of the man to challenge the last level, and if they pass, they will become the president, and if they fail, they will ......

That man knew that, like those childhood buddies many years ago, he would become a great president if he passed, and he would be ruthlessly wiped out if he failed.

Soon, it was the man's turn.

This made him breathe a sigh of relief, he still had a chance, but at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little nervous, the first twelve better talents did not pass, so whether he had the ability to pass.

While restrained on the operating table, the man saw out of the corner of his eye the twelve of his classmates, or the twelve corpses. They were piled up on one side at random, like dolls that children have been thrown aside when they were tired of playing, except that these dolls were once living human beings.

Under the shadowless lamp, an old man with blond hair appeared in front of the man, and the old man looked at the man, and the man was also looking at the other man. The man had never seen the old man in the training camp before, but he also knew that the old man had a high status in the training camp, and the teachers around him who were about to do it all stopped and waited for the old man to leave.

"Will you be the one to bear my wrath?"

With just one word, the old man left under the shadowless lamp and disappeared into the room.

Next, the man began to challenge the last step to become the president, and the first twelve all challenged the final hurdle of failure.

The teacher with gold teeth picked up the syringe, and in the syringe was some unknown red liquid. With an eerie smile, the teacher inserted the syringe into the man's arm and slowly pushed the syringe to inject the unknown liquid into the man's body.

Pain hits, heart-rending pain appears all over the body, like the whole person being thrown into a boiling oil pot. Bursts of darkness flashed in his vision, as if to rob the man of all his light. The body was destroyed from the inside by some force, and it was repaired by that force, and the process of destruction and repair was constantly repeated, so that the man was constantly experiencing pain, and he could not die.

After a few minutes, the pain faded and everything was calm. The man survived, at the cost of his left eye.

"Congratulations, Kim Bradley. Get out of here, the Lord will have everything ready for you. ”

That man, no, Kim Bradley was born that day and left training camp on that day. He never saw his fellow campers again, nor did he return to the camp.

After leaving the training camp, Bradley joined the army, starting from the most basic soldiers, and wrote the entire legend of the president of Amsteris, growing from a soldier to the president of the country.

“…… What happened after that is the history of Kim Bradley. If you want to find out, you can go to the library of the military department and see how I was promoted to president. With his hands on his chin, Bradley slowly finished his story.

Sitting across from Bradley, Edward and Roy looked at Bradley dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

This is the Central Command, a special conversation room in the office of the Grand President, to ensure that the information discussed here is not heard by the outside world. As the secretary of the president, **** Ai also stood in this room, but she was supposed to remain calm, but now she was like Edward, looking at the president dumbfounded.

Early this morning, the president sent someone to take Roy and Edward to the Central Command, and **** Ai led them into the conversation room.

Originally, Edward and Roy thought that there was only the president here, but when they entered the room, they saw Ouyang standing behind the president, even though the clothes on Ouyang's body were different from his original clothes, Edward and Roy still recognized Ouyang at the first time.

Theoretically, this Ouyang may have been changed by Envi, but after seeing the glass bottle placed on the table, Roy and Edward knew that Ouyang was not changed by Envi. Because Envi is now locked in a glass bottle, looking like he has nothing to love.

Bradley then sat Edward and Roy and began to tell them where Bradley came from and told him his story.

"Wait!!What the hell is going on!?" asked Edward as he slapped the table and stood up.

"In other words, now the father of the cyborg has been killed by me. Our president, Bradley, has always had an opinion about androids, and now he can get out of the control of androids. Ouyang walked up to Bradley's side, pulled out a chair and sat down, and pointed to the glass bottle on the table, "Then, this Envi classmate was thinking about whether to join Bradley's side. He was still very afraid of death, and yesterday he hugged my thigh and cried and begged for mercy. ”

Roy rubbed his brows irritably, and asked calmly: "In other words, the president is still an artificial man, but he is no longer an enemy." And our enemy now has become the entire military department, the entire country's top echelons. Right?"

"Yes. It was Bradley who answered Roy.

"Could you please go back to the enemy camp? And Ouyang, can you spit out the enemy's boss?" Roy said seriously, he really felt that it was easier to deal with androids than against the military headquarters, as long as he attacked simply and rudely.

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