"No one in this world can make me eat shit yet! Not before, not now, and not in the future! ”

Ortoncott stared at Luo Sheng coldly, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged out of anger.

Orton Cotter has a strong racist ideology and likes to indoctrinate it in others; Orton Cotter made his racist ideas his beliefs.

For Orton, Luo Sheng's rhetoric is tantamount to a veto and provocation of his beliefs.

The mercenaries from other mercenary groups next to them couldn't help but want to laugh out loud when they heard Luo Sheng's arrogant and almost ignorant words.

But when they saw Luo Sheng's determined side face, these mercenaries felt like they were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't laugh.

On Luo Sheng's face, they saw tenacity, unyielding, and fearlessness!

Even when he faced Orton Cott, he didn't flinch in the slightest.

"Those who participate in this endurance race will need to pay 30 tokens each as an 'entry fee'."

Orton Cotter withdrew his gaze from Luo Sheng's face and announced the rules of the endurance race, "There is no time, distance, or weight requirement in this endurance race until all of you have fallen."

The last 12 people to fall are the members of the first round of Operation X, and according to the ranking, the 12 people in the first round can receive different amounts of entry fees. ”

Pay 30 tokens as an entry fee?!

Hearing the endurance rules announced by Orton Cott, Luo Sheng was dumbfounded.

I was taken away 20 tokens by the razor just now, and now I only have 30 tokens left, and these 30 tokens are now going to be used as the registration fee for the endurance race, and I am so penniless?

The importance of tokens in the training camp, Luo Sheng is very clear, without tokens, it is impossible to buy training materials, and it will be difficult to move an inch in the training camp.

If you lose this endurance race, it means that your training camp trip will end early.

And once your training camp journey is over, death awaits you.

Luo Sheng believes that Albert will definitely throw himself into a risk rating III. operation, as he has previously said.

Although he didn't know what the risk rating III. meant, Luo Sheng understood that it was absolutely impossible for a rookie like himself who couldn't even aim a gun to enter the actual battle.

For others, even if they lose the endurance race, there is still hope for a comeback; But for himself, this is a battle against the water, and if he doesn't win, he will die.

Watching Luo Sheng hand over the only 30 tokens left on his body, Orton Cotter unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

I'm so smart.

Orton Cotter couldn't help but applaud himself for coming up with the brilliant idea of "entry fee", and with such a brilliant idea, he easily killed the Chinese kid.

The Grim Reaper actually said that this kid has outstanding talent and plasticity, which is nonsense at all!

Half of the students paid the entry fee and chose to participate in the endurance race; The accumulated entry fee is up to 2400 tokens.

If converted into cash, that's 24,000 euros!

Luo Sheng's eyes turned red when he saw the pile of tokens on the table. As long as you can be one of the last twelve people left in this endurance race, you will have the supplies you need in the training camp.

Not only Luo Sheng, but also the other students who participated in the endurance race, looking at the pile of tokens, their eyes also burst into light, after all, no one would have trouble with money.

"Give them gas masks!"

Ortoncott motioned to the HI mercenaries who were following him to open the equipment box, took out the SF-10 gas mask commonly known as the "octopus face" in the equipment box, and distributed it to the dozens of training camp trainees who participated in the endurance race in time.

"Although there are no requirements for you in terms of time, distance, or weight, after all, it is the first twelve members of the 'X' operation force to be selected, so I still have to ask of you."

Ortoncott ordered the participants who had already been distributed gas masks: "Everyone, put on gas masks!" ”

As soon as he put the SF-10 gas mask on his head, Luo Sheng felt that his breathing, vision and hearing were blocked.

"Welcome to the 'Carnival Party'!"

Orton Cotter held a loudspeaker at the 80 participants, and at the same time as he screamed heartbreakingly, the explosives planted not far away also exploded.

Fueled by the sweltering heat of flames and explosions, 80 trainees gathered around the open space where the assembly point was located to begin an endurance race with no time, no distance restrictions, and tests of endurance, physical strength, and willpower.

Two drones hovered over the open space, transmitting real-time footage from the scene to an air-conditioned concrete building in the training camp.

"Grim Reaper, you've never paid attention to training camp rookies before, you think it's a waste of time, what's going on this time?"

Charlie, the "hard disk" who was in charge of controlling the drone shooting, took a sip of iced lemon tea and turned his head to look at Albert, who was sitting in the chair next to him.

"Because this time there is his appointed successor, of course he will have to watch."

Razor holds the coconut green that he has just taken out of the refrigerator, pulls out a chair and sits down.

"Death, did you really take that Huaxia kid as your successor?"

Charlie looked at Albert incredulously, thinking that he was having auditory hallucinations.

"His malleability, stamina and firearms talent are outstanding."

Albert reopened the arguments he had given on the island of Sigrica and threw them to Charlie.

"I'll admit that his stamina is good, but this time he met his opponent, Alien Snake!"

Razor pointed to the emaciated figure in the picture, and said: "We have fought with strange snakes, how much can this guy run, we have learned, this Huaxia kid can't outrun him." ”

"Shall we take a gamble then?" Albert took a card out of his pocket, shook it in his finger and shook it at the razor, saying, "200,000 tokens." ”

"Don't bet!"

Without thinking about it, Razor turned down Albert's tempting offer.

Although he is not optimistic about Luo Sheng, Razor will not question Albert, this guy's eyes are even more poisonous than African cobras!

……

"No one is allowed to spit into a gas mask."

Ortoncott took a bullhorn and reminded the 80 participants in the clearing, "If anyone vomits in a gas mask, eat what you vomited and lick the dirty mask clean!"

Gas masks are used to save your lives, not to use them as toilets to make you vomit! Whoever turns my mask into a toilet, I turn his mouth into a toilet! ”

"Wow!"

As soon as Ortoncott's words ended, a white cadet in the team vomited into the gas mask because he was not breathing well while wearing a gas mask.

"Pull him out and pour back what he spat out!"

Ortoncott pointed to the white guy who was kneeling on the ground and hurriedly removing the gas mask on his face and said to the HI mercenary next to him.