I was taken into a black military vehicle by my father, and the black man was the driver, and his driving skills were so "awesome" that he almost scared me to death.

With a roar of the engine, the wheels turned violently in place, accompanied by a piercing friction sound, rolling up the sand, and then the car rushed out like an arrow from the string, and the huge push back sensation made my body jerk back, and the back of my head slammed on the seat, and I hummed in pain.

"How's that the little ghost? Isn't it exciting? The big black man actually showed a smug expression.

I flipped through the white cigarette with a speechless face, reached out and rubbed it on the back of my head, is this bastard trying to kill me, but after he was frightened, the weakness of being bombarded just now was actually reduced a lot.

It turned out that there was not only one way to get to the island, and the car quickly drove into the jungle along the beach, and there was no road in the dense forest, so the car just avoided the towering trees and crushed the half-human-high grass to go inside.

At first, I knew the direction, but as I walked, I was blinded, and there were dozens of meters tall trees everywhere, and the canopy of the trees was spread out like an umbrella, covering the sky and the sun, and even the sunlight could only be projected in a few spots.

The deeper you go, the denser the vegetation becomes, and the field of vision five meters away is covered by grass and trees, and you can't see anything, in this kind of ghost place, even if the two walk face to face, they may not be able to see each other, I really don't know how the black man knows the direction, how does he know where to go right?

The road was bumpy under the grass, tree stumps, gutters, puddles, everywhere, several times the car almost rolled over, the violent bumps almost broke my intestines, my stomach turned upside down, and a stream of vomiting rushed straight to my throat, I resisted not to vomit.

My face was pale, my hands were clutching the handrails, as long as I relaxed a little, I might be thrown out of the car, and then I looked at the black man and the old man, who whistled from time to time, with a stimulating expression on their faces, and every time they bumped, I saw them laughing excitedly, really fucking not people, it was simply perverted.

I don't know how long I walked, I couldn't remember the time at all, but the car finally stabilized and drove onto a gravel road with obvious traces of artificiality.

"Whew......" I let out a long breath and forcibly pressed down the contents of my stomach, my face turned pale, and I held it for a long time before I gradually eased up.

The black man and his father stopped talking, but drove the military vehicle smoothly, and I was silent for a while and couldn't help but ask, "What happened to the violent explosion on the beach just now?" ”

The big black man and the old man looked at each other, and the old man smiled and said, "That's a welcome ceremony for you." The black man added, "It's a ritual to welcome you to hell." ”

"Hell of bullshit! What if I get killed? "I'm still scared when I think about that scene now!

"Then ask the sharks in the sea, they like fresh carcasses the most!" The big black man shrugged, and although it looked scary, it was not bad to touch, at least for now.

"Cut—" I pouted disdainfully, I didn't believe they could throw me into the sea to feed the sharks, and naively I was dismissive of the black man's words, only to learn later that he wasn't joking.

Soon, a huge base appeared ahead, built in a clearing, surrounded by the jungle and surrounded by barbed wire.

The car was parked at the entrance of the base, the gate was also made of barbed wire, a sentry on either side of the side, in front of the door there were two machine gun emplacements stacked with sandbags, and a group of soldiers in jungle camouflage were sitting on sandbags and chatting.

These soldiers were of all skin colors, Europeans, Americans, Africans, and even Asian soldiers, but I don't know which country, they all carried rifles, grenades on their chests, some wore sunhats, some wore turbans, and two black men were bareheaded.

These people all exude an extremely fierce aura, and a look at me inadvertently makes me feel trembling in my heart, and my feet are soft, maybe this is the legendary murderous aura, they must have killed people, not one.

The car stopped in front of them, and I jumped out of the car and ducked behind my father, these guys were a little scary, very different from the cute soldiers in my eyes, they were not creatures at all.

“sir！” The soldiers stood up and saluted when they saw the black man.

"Yo, there's another imp!" A white soldier in a turban smiled at me.

He spoke English, and although I had learned a few words, I didn't understand what they were saying, so I just smiled politely at him.

"Park the car and I'll take him inside." The black commander tossed the key to a soldier and turned around and waved at me.

As I walked past the group of soldiers, one of them suddenly tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Welcome to zhe hell!" ”

I could understand the word welcome, and I thought he was welcoming me, so I said, "Thank you!" As a result, the thank you made the soldier stunned for a moment, and gave me a thumbs up, which made me baffled.

Walking up to the black chief, he stretched out his hand to me and said, "Officially acquainted, my name is Craig Cummings, code name Black Bear, you can call me Instructor or Black Bear Instructor, but you just can't call me by my name, otherwise you will be punished, remember?" ”

Although I didn't quite understand why I couldn't call my name, I still nodded and said, "Remember, my name is Han Bing, and I'm ten years old this year......

Before I could finish speaking, the black bear instructor waved his hand and said, "Forget your name, there is only a code name here." ”

After speaking, the black bear instructor took out an armband from his pocket and threw it to me: "This is yours!" ”

When I took it, I saw that the dark green armband had a skull imp on it, and the word 100 was marked with Arabic numerals underneath.

"What is this?" I asked, confused.

"That's your code name, little ghost, number 100!" The black bear instructor pointed to the numbers above and explained to me.

I nodded, thinking to myself that since I was number 100, it meant that there were at least 100 people like me, and it seemed that they would not be so lonely.

Thinking of this, I put away my armband, and then followed the example of those soldiers, stood up straight and said loudly: "Report to the Black Bear Instructor, Imp 100 reports to you." ”

The Black Bear Instructor also stood upright, raised his hand and saluted me, and said, "Welcome to the Hell (Hell) Special Training Base!" ”

"Huh?" I looked at my dad suspiciously, I didn't understand the meaning of the word.

"Welcome to the Hell Training Base!" Daddy repeated.

This time I understood, he said Chinese, is hell like this, it doesn't look so terrible. That was my first impression of the base, but what I saw and what I experienced were completely different concepts, and after a few days, I finally realized what hell was.