The next day, before dawn, Ji An had already followed Yalang to the training camp. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The temperature difference between this plateau is extremely large, and it is the coldest at this dawn hour, and the dawn of late autumn gave Ji An a layer of goosebumps, and he added a thick coat to the cotton coat of the long shirt.

Ji An exhaled, and it became a white mist in the air.

Ji An glanced at Aaron, this person didn't even bring an overcoat, just casually wore a hat and guard.

Is it really not cold? Ji An was a little skeptical.

He remembers that when he was still in junior high school, many male classmates, including himself, also liked to wear no coats in winter, and even walked around in short-sleeved clothes, for the feeling of being proud of others.

Aaron didn't notice Ji An's thoughts, just took Ji An's hand and ran, full of vigor like a doping athlete.

Fortunately, this time, Ji An did not become a peggy dog with a tongue sticking out after running two steps like he did in Robin Lin's body last time.

Although Assyria is timid, but living in this kind of martial labor society, his physical fitness is still quite good, at least Ji An ran all the way, and he was not tired or breathing, but his mind was more sober.

In a few moments, they had reached the base of the mountain, where they were trained in several yurts.

"Quick! Take it off. General Marco didn't like it when others wore it so thick. Malang reached out and took off Ji An's coat and hung it on the fence.

For the dreadnought, fear of the cold is also a sign of weakness.

Ji An realized that Aaron deliberately took him to warm up just now, and suddenly had a good impression of this boy.

All the yurts were scattered in a circular shape, and in the middle of the open field was the training ground, where nearly thirty teenagers stood, who had been divided into five columns.

Aaron took Ji An to the training ground and saluted a man in chain mail: "Report to the general, Aaron of the 23rd reserve class returns." ”

The man glanced at Aaron, and his falcon-like gaze moved to Ji'an, who was an unfamiliar face to him.

Ji An noticed that when he looked at him, there was a trace of red light on his body that flashed for a moment - the red glow represented danger, attack intent.

The man was on the alert, ready to deal with someone or something.

When he stares at others, it's like he grabs them by the throat whenever they have anything suspicious.

He looked about forty years old, maybe he wasn't that old, but his unangry and threatening look made others feel a few years older.

When Ji An saw the long scar on his chin, he was already sure that the person in front of him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and full of breathtaking breath, was General Marco.

Ji An also saluted Aaron and said, "Report to the general, report to Assyria on the 27th of the preparatory class." ”

General Marco narrowed his eyes and said in a tone that he couldn't tell what emotion was, "You're the one who is sick?" You're very white. ”

Aaron on the side changed his face suddenly, looked at Ji An nervously, and couldn't help but regret why he didn't drag his friend out of the door to expose him to the sun for two days when he was sick.

Ji An didn't say a word, squatted down and grabbed a handful of mud and wiped it on his face, then stood up, straightened his waist and said: "Report to the general, I think that men, especially to become fearless soldiers, appearance is not important at all, but if the general really feels that white skin is very eye-catching, I can smear mud on my face every day." ”

Ji An's words, if you listen to some people's ears, may be a kind of argument with his superiors, but in order to win the first place, he can make a deep impression in front of General Marco earlier than any preparatory student, and deliberately gamble.

Most people, like Aaron, just think in a straight line, thinking that General Mark said that he didn't like white boys, so he was just judging people by their appearance.

In fact, the reason behind General Marco's performance is like a boy who will play with the girl he likes when he is a child, and he can't guess his heart based on his words and deeds on the surface alone - don't get me wrong, General Marco doesn't have a habit of dragons.

Lu Shuangshuang once said that General Marco was a man with fair skin and big round eyes, and he was often despised because of his appearance when he was a teenager who had not yet precipitated a murderous aura.

The scar on General Marco's chin was caused by himself.

At that time, General Marco, like Aaron and others, had just come of age and was ready to be tested by the faction. The instructor looked at his face and said with a look of contempt: "We don't need to look like a woman's little white face. ”

General Marco didn't use any weapon, but just slashed his finger on the chin and made a cut.

General Mark said at the time: "As a man who is about to become a fearless, I don't think it matters at all how good you look. ”

Therefore, later many people said that General Marco was a human weapon, and that a single finger could cut the throat of the enemy, which was really not an exaggerated "advertising word", but an objective description.

In other words, General Marco is particularly harsh on the little white face because he saw his former self.

He always believed that it was those strange eyes that made him stronger on the rugged road of growth.

Ji An speculated that General Marco's seemingly suppressive behavior was expected to be a reaction of resistance, not muteness.

Of course, in case he guesses wrong, there is another trick to follow: use the "golden belly soup" as an apology, anyway, he just lacks a name to stammer General Ma Shi.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ji An caught a hint of joy in General Marco's eyes.

However, the training ground is a place where discipline is discussed regardless of personal likes and dislikes, emotional tendencies.

General Marco was upright, pretending to be stern: "When you are not allowed to move, don't move casually." Fifty push-ups! ”

Ji An worked hard, and on the general push-up standard, he used the whole body strength such as arm muscles, chest muscles, waist and abdominal muscles, and at the same time exerted force to make the body instantly vacate, and then returned to the starting position, completing fifty fluttering push-ups.

He wanted to use every joint of his body to tell General Mark that he was qualified to be the apprentice of this "human weapon".

After doing fifty push-ups, Ji An continued to prop himself on the ground and wait for General Marco's instructions.

General Marco smiled like a cat and a mouse, and rolled his eyes, but refused to speak.

I don't know how long it took, but Ji An felt that his arm was so sore that he began to tremble.

General Mark was still pacing around him with wicked amusement, and each heel slamming on the ground sounded like to say, "Hey, boy, you're so tugging." ”

Ji An gritted his teeth and had to stalemate in this position.

It was obviously a cold weather, but hot sweat oozed from Ji An's forehead.

"Okay, get in the ranks." Finally, General Marco relented.

Ji An straightened his back, followed Ma Langzuojia alternately swinging his already numb arms, and entered the lineup.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the military horn was melodious, cutting through the sky, breaking through the silence of dawn.