August 20, 2015, 11 o'clock in the morning. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Marseille, France, training ground for the Foreign Legion boot camp.

The men in the middle of the neat line of soldiers stood in a row, and the most striking thing was that the men were ragged like beggars, and they were dressed in tatters, and they were all wounded, in short, very embarrassed.

These people are not very numerous, about forty or so. They stood in a row and waited, waiting for twelve o'clock to come, waiting for the chief to speak.

In addition to these people, there are those who are neat and tidy, and they are pickets one by one, as well as instructors in the recruit camp.

The one at the head was Lieutenant Colonel Arnold, the executive officer of the Foreign Legion Recruit Battalion.

Lieutenant Colonel Arno was wearing big sunglasses, it was a good day, the weather was clear and cloudless, it was better to stand under the scorching sun, and the sun was shining directly without any shadow.

The sun was blazing, and no one stood in the shade, just waiting.

Until I saw someone walking over, and it seemed to be the morning sun rising from the horizon. The five of them were dressed neatly, but they were not camouflage uniforms, but ordinary clothes, and they looked like ordinary people.

Some of them were injured and had some mobility problems, but nothing else.

More than a hundred pairs of eyes just stared straight at the people who came over.

Xiao Mubai has never been as confident as he is now, he has taken firm steps, like a general returning triumphantly.

Next to him, Blair counted the people who had completed the task.

"Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, forty-one, only forty-one, if there are no accidents, the first month of the boot camp will be over at once."

Blair shouted excitedly, but no one thought he was nagging at this moment, everyone was beaming with joy and smiles on their faces.

"Sergeant Major, Sergeant Major is watching us."

Suddenly, Andrei seemed to have discovered a new world, he stared in one direction, his face was full of red light, and he looked extremely excited, and his injured leg seemed to be healed.

The mission was successful immediately, and when I remembered all the hardships I had experienced before, it seemed that there was nothing now.

That day, I drove from the wooden house at the foot of the hill to the village, and then took a bus from the small village to the town, where there is a small station, and now I have no identity card or passport, so I have to secretly use some means to get on the bus, and now I have just arrived in Marseille.

Just as they entered the Marseille boot camp, the police, who thought they had encountered terrorists, arrived and chased them all the way to Marseille, only to be stopped by a fence.

And now it's walking in.

Xiao Mubai's eyes patrolled, and he saw that the sergeant major was next to him, and Captain Bertrand was also smiling, only Captain Parker next to him had a frosty face.

Walk here, all the way to Lieutenant Colonel Arno, stop here, it seems that it is over.

"Congratulations, you are the forty-second, forty-third, forty-fourth, forty-fifth, forty-sixth recruits who arrived, there are three minutes left, if there are no accidents, you have passed all the tests, congratulations."

Lieutenant Colonel Arno walked over, looked at the five recruits in front of him, and solemnly stretched out his hand.

Xiao Mubai was the first, and Lieutenant Colonel Arno didn't mind, he took off his sunglasses and shook hands with Xiao Mubai.

"I know you, Sergeant Norn, you're a good sergeant." He looked at Xiao Mubai for a second or two, and then Lieutenant Colonel Arno let go of his hand.

It's over like this, just like that, he passed the assessment, Xiao Mubai is still in the clouds.

At the cost of three deaths, the price of three giving up, passing the assessment of the Marseille recruit battalion, the next step is the 4th Infantry Regiment?

Thinking of those painful experiences, I suddenly felt that all this came unexpectedly, could it be a masochistic tendency?

The Foreign Legion receives more than 1,000 recruits at a time, but by the end of the January phase-out, 50 recruits will become recruits.

But now, it seems that because of the relatively small number of people, the assessment has ended early.

"Sergeant, have we passed?"

Whether Xiao Mubai believes it or not, everyone has a sense of disbelief.

"That's right, we passed."

In my ears was the news that Lieutenant Colonel Arno had just announced, if there was no accident, what did the accident mean, was there anything else going on.

More than forty people stood together, standing in a phalanx, listening to Lieutenant Colonel Arnold standing in front of him, Xiao Mubai didn't listen to anything, he only heard that it was passed.

All that has been experienced for more than half a month does not seem to be in vain.

"For the next ten days, you can rest, but after these ten days, it means the start of formal recruit training, four months of training, and you can't leave anywhere. So please cherish your time now, ten days later, that is, on August 30th, you must return to the training unit. ”

The smile on Lieutenant Colonel Arnold's face faded, and he stared at the ragged recruits and said in a deep voice.

"If there is no one who arrives on time, we will want him worldwide and sue him for liquidated damages, unless he dies of course to be exempted."

With that, Lieutenant Colonel Arnold got into the car and left.

The recruits stood still and listened, according to Lieutenant Colonel Arnold, the results would be available in ten days, and the time would be to determine the squad to go to later.

At that time, it is estimated that they will be separated from the current team members, which is not the most important thing, and the most important thing is that there will be basically no time to come out in the future.

Professional soldiers, at last, have come to this point.

Ten days, these ten days can be fully prepared, and it is okay to go home, as for the rest, there is nothing.

Inexplicably, Xiao Mubai thought about those who died, what their families would do, and those who gave up, what they would do in the future.

And Martin, where will he go.

Nothing is known.

…… (To be continued.) )