The Black Bear Instructor brought me into the base, and I looked around curiously, but he didn't pay attention to me, as if he was intent on familiarizing me with the place.

The ground of the base is all soft mud, mixed with humid air, which makes it look wet, and your shoes will be covered with mud and sand after a few steps.

The surrounding buildings were all wooden huts, and I saw toilets and bathrooms, and in the open space to the south, there were many army-green tents, in which there were faint figures walking around, like soldiers at the door.

I passed by a wooden hut with an open door, and in the doorway sat a soldier with a rifle, a cigar in his mouth, and a saber cutting the calluses on his feet, and when he saw us coming, he just nodded at the black bear instructor.

Through the doorway I saw that the cabin was full of green crates with danger signs painted on them, similar to the ammunition crates in the movies, and I thought they must be weapons.

Turning a corner, I saw a surprising scene in front of me, it was a huge clearing, and in the clearing, there were tanks, armored vehicles, and even fighters, bombers, and helicopter gunships.

"Oh my God, that's so cool!" I couldn't help but exclaim.

The black bear instructor glanced at me, didn't say anything, continued to walk forward, looking at the majestic tank, and the heavy armored vehicle modified by the Humvee, I asked excitedly: "Instructor, can I also drive these?" ”

"See if you can survive that day!" The instructor's answer was always so cold-blooded.

I didn't pay any attention to his words, and my curiosity about these novelties made me ignore the meaning of his words.

Passing through the parking lot, there was another open space in front of it, which looked like a playground, more like a training ground to be exact, because I saw rope ladders, barricades, mud pools, barbed wire, and other props for training.

There is a row of wooden houses on the edge of the training ground in front of them, about 20 of them, closely connected, with a bathroom and toilet on each side, I don't know why so many people have to repair two toilets, what a waste of resources.

There is also a relatively large wooden house on the right side of the training ground, the black bear instructor took me to the wooden house, and after approaching, I realized that this is the place to receive items, the house is full of daily necessities, and there is a wooden bed in the corner, on which lies a slightly chubby woman, who is snoring with her eyes closed, sleeping so fragrantly.

Standing at the door, the black bear instructor coughed, the woman moved, and then slowly opened her eyes, "It's you stinky bear again, disturbing the old lady's good dreams, say, what's the matter?" ”

"Burger, get a set of supplies for this little ghost!" The Black Bear Instructor didn't seem to care about her Stinky Bear name.

I almost laughed out loud when I heard the name, burger? Anyone would have given themselves such a name, but it's pretty cute.

The woman called Hamburger stood up lazily, glanced at me, and said with a smile: "It's a little bit again, and it looks pretty good, but it's a pity." After that, he rummaged through the pile of supplies, and then took out a bag of things and threw them to me.

I didn't pay much attention to her words, because I had heard too much in the past two days, and I looked at the things in my hand, three sets of camouflage training uniforms, underwear and underwear, as well as washbasins, towels, and other daily necessities.

A large bag carrying a bunch of things followed behind the black bear instructor and walked towards the dormitory.

"If you're so strong, you don't know how to get some for me, it's really inhuman!" I struggled to carry my items and muttered, of course, it didn't make the Black Bear Instructor hear, I didn't want to die.

Standing at the door of a dormitory in the middle, the sign at the door says 97-100, I am number 100, obviously this is my dormitory, look at this number plate, it should be a dormitory for four people, I don't know who my roommates are, whether they get along or not.

"This is your dormitory, remember, your range of activities is limited to the training ground, you are not allowed to go anywhere else without an instructor to lead you, and if you find out, you will be brutally punished, understand?" The Black Bear Instructor solemnly warned me.

"Understood!" I didn't know why, but I nodded obediently.

"It's a restaurant, five o'clock in the evening is the time to eat, and if you miss it, you can only go hungry, don't blame me for not reminding you, here, eating is a big deal." The black bear instructor pointed to the junction of the parking lot and the training ground, where there was a row of low wooden houses, I didn't know what they were doing when I passed by before, but now I know that it was a restaurant, I don't know what to eat in this hell, I actually have a faint expectation.

"Rest tonight and start training early tomorrow morning." The black bear instructor threw down this sentence and turned to leave.

I stood at the door of the dormitory, was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, pushed the door open and walked into the dormitory.

It was not big, only ten square meters, with two wooden beds with bunk beds on the left and one on the right, about three square meters of open space in the middle, and a table against the wall, on which a dim lamp was placed, which was the only lighting equipment in the room.

In addition, there were three people sitting in the room, three children to be exact, about the same age as me, only about ten years old, two were European and American white skin, and one looked the youngest Asian yellow skin like me.

"Hai, hello!" I was afraid that they would not understand, so I deliberately greeted them in English, and I could still say such simple words.

Surprisingly, the two white men didn't even look at me, only the yellow-skinned kid nodded at me kindly, maybe they were also Asian!

I didn't care, I just shrugged my shoulders and carried a bunch of things to the bed, and looked at the label, my bed was on the left, it was on the top bunk of an Asian teenager.

The bedding on top was brand new, except for a brown-green backpack at the foot of the bed.

"Whose is this?" I asked, pointing to my backpack.

No one paid any attention to me, but the white young master on the lower bunk on the right glanced at me, and I hated his eyes, with a little contempt in disdain.

I was silent for a moment, couldn't help but sneer, raised my hand and grabbed my backpack and threw it at the door, since no one wanted it, then throw it away!

"Fack!" The white boy jumped up and pointed at me and said a lot, but unfortunately he didn't understand anything except the first word, but he could think of it with his heels that he was scolding me.

I ignored him and continued to clean up my bed, but when he saw that I didn't react, he thought I was scared, and scolded even more fiercely with his hands on his waist.

Anyway, I didn't understand, so I didn't hear it, but this guy intensified, scolding and scolding and even reached out to pull my feet, I didn't notice that he was dragged off the bed, fortunately the bed was not high, and I wasn't hurt, but this made me angry.