Just when I subconsciously put my hand into my pocket, I touched something, it was metal, I took it out, and saw a small iron brand, with a number engraved on it: 012, the small brand has holes in it, and there is an iron chain, a bit like the name plate of the US military. I put it on and walked out of the room.

When I got down the hall, I had no idea what to do next. At this time, the radio in the corridor began to sound.

Students who are newly reported should meet in the conference room on the second floor, and students who are newly reported should meet in the conference room on the second floor.

I ran down the stairs to the second floor and into the conference room, where I found that there were about 20 people sparsely inside, all sitting separately and not talking to each other.

I looked at these people, both men and women, most of them my age. In their early 20s, everyone was dressed the same and sat sparsely in the conference room. Looking at everyone's faces, some seem to be battle-hardened characters, all with maturity and indifference that don't match their age. Some of them seemed to have just graduated from high school, and they looked at the furnishings around them with curiosity.

I sat on the back seat, and waited for a while, only to see an old man walking up from the podium in front of me, bald, shiny scalp will reflect light, although he is called an old man, in fact, this person is not very big, but the beard is gray, but the body is still straight, wearing a uniform style of leather jacket and boots. Standing in front, he naturally straddled and said to us, "Attention, stand up!" ”

All of them stood up and looked at the old man, who glanced at us. There was a hint of pickiness in his gaze, and then he ordered us to sit down.

After we sat down, the old man spoke, his voice was loud and confident, and his voice echoed in the empty conference room,

"Listen, I'm the principal of this school, you are this group of new students, you come from all branches of the country's military industry, all walks of life, some are veterans of the battlefield, and some have not even touched a gun. Some may have killed people like hemp, and some don't even dare to look at killing chickens. But let me tell you, you are now training in my school, I am your principal, you are all some new soldiers, everything must be done according to my rules, understand! ”

"Got it!" The crowd shouted in unison,

The headmaster nodded in satisfaction, and then continued, "You are the first 25 students to arrive at the base, so you are a class, and now introduce your instructors." As he spoke, a man stepped out of the row of people standing behind him.

I've seen this person, the same woman who was talking to me at the school gate just now, and to my surprise, this person is actually our instructor, it's hard to imagine how old she has been in this kind of training.

She took a step forward and stood at the headmaster's side, not saluting, but nodding to everyone. After that, he said slowly: "My code name is Sally, you can call me the guide, I am your leader." With that, he said no more.

The principal nodded, looked at his subordinate with admiration, and then said to the class: "From now on, Sally will be your instructor, and she will be responsible for everything during your training period!" With that, he left Instructor Sally and led the rest of the people out.

Sally saw the principal away and stood in front of us again, looking at all of us, this time recognizing the difference between the cadets.

Some people who have experienced the battle seem to be relatively old, looking at Sally who has a devil-like figure, and there are also some city mansions, quietly, but a kid in the front row who looks like an otaku with glasses, almost drooling when he looks at it, Sally has obviously been used to such a gaze for a long time. Ignore it. Then he said in his distinctive, slightly hoarse, feminine voice, "What do you mean?" I didn't think I was your instructor, but I tell you, there will be more things you can't think of in the future! You are the first 25 students to arrive at the base, you are a collective, but there is also competition between each other, it should be in our class, only 5 students can pass in the end, that is to say, our training period is not fixed, when there are only 5 players left in the class, when your training is over. Do you understand? Introduce yourself and choose a team leader! ”

I suddenly felt a sense of confusion, after all, I had been away from school for too long, and the scene of introducing ourselves to each other after the start of school was far away from me. I saw that the students had already begun to move. And there are always two students, sitting straight, like two javelins.

At this time, the otaku brother in front stood up, he was obviously not very used to this kind of dress, after standing up, he pulled the hem of his clothes, put his mushroom head on his head, and said to everyone: "Hello everyone, Beijing Yang Ligang, everyone give me a lot of advice!" With that, he bowed hastily and sat down.

Sally nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and then continued: "Beijing Yang Ligang, a master of network technology, once single-handedly broke through the website of a certain country's national defense system. It was selected by the General Staff and sent over. Not bad! ”

The mushroom head is a little shy, obviously these people who live in the two-dimensional world, the first time they saw Sally's cosplay with such a great appearance, they were already full of eyes, and after Sally's praise, they looked more embarrassed.

The next person to stand up is a typical man with facial paralysis, muscular, with big arms almost breaking the cuffs of his T-shirt, and a relatively tall figure, looking like the beast Batista in the WWE in the United States. After he stood up, he simply said: "Nanjing Military Region, Qin and Han" and then sat down.

Obviously, all the girls can't escape the attraction of muscular men, and sure enough, several girls in the class cast admiring glances at him. Sally was very calm, and he said lightly: "Qin Han, a third-level non-commissioned officer of a Marine Brigade of the Nanjing Military Region, nicknamed Brother Lei, has been in the army for eight years and has won the personal second-class merit twice. ”

I was amazed at Sally's memory, what a fucking bullfork to remember our stuff in such a short amount of time. It seems that this is not unreasonable for an instructor.

I won't write the personal introductions one by one, in short, our whole class is really from all over the world, from all walks of life, some are soldiers, some are athletes, some are fitness coaches, and some are simply college students. However, Sally commented on them one by one, and I knew that these guys are not some idle people, each with extraordinary skills and expertise. When it was my turn, I habitually stood up and said briefly: "Seven rounds, night owl, Zhang Chengnan." ”

After that, I sat down, but Sally didn't tell me in time, just looked at me in a daze. Didn't speak for a long time.