Chapter 312: Follow Some Traditions

"Don't move!"

Ang Lee pounced and shoved the muzzle of the gun into the other's mouth.

Because the action was too rough, several of the opponent's front teeth were knocked out.

This was mainly done to prevent the captives from screaming loudly, or biting their tongues and committing suicide.

Immediately after Li An, he dragged the captive up in front of him, turned his eyes around to observe the surroundings, and dragged the captive back to the other side of the curve.

This side of the curve was safe for Ang Lee, but the other side was dangerous, and he wasn't sure if there were any enemies.

After pulling the captives back, Li An was temporarily safe, and at the same time, he was almost certain that there was only one captive.

At least he's the only one here.

If there were any other helpers, they should have shot before they could retreat.

When his eyes fell on the captive, he saw a pained expression on his face.

Black hair, yellow skin.

Chinese?

Wrong.

Ang Lee has a natural disgust for the guy in front of him.

"Yaga!"

As soon as the muzzle of the gun was taken out, the guy roared.

Island pigs?!

Li An's eyelids were slightly heavy, and he had lost most of his interest in interrogation.

Throwing the captive to the ground, Ang Lee shoved the muzzle of the gun into the opponent's mouth again, knocking out another tooth of his hand.

"Eight you're big. Damn! Li An cursed in a low voice and threatened, "Listen, if you answer my question honestly, then I may give you a good time, otherwise you will be worse off than dead!" ”

A trace of fear flashed across the captive's face, and the person was not as arrogant as before.

"Who are you?" Ang Lee asked.

After a brief interrogation, Ang Lee figured out that the captive named Shimada was a national pig named Nashima.

Shimada was trained as a professional sniper, but he didn't have much reputation.

Shimada has always regarded the Grim Reaper as his idol, hoping to become a legend like the Grim Reaper.

When Death was killed by Ang Lee, Shimada developed a perverted hatred for Ang Lee and wanted to kill Ang Lee to avenge Death.

The poor guy didn't make up enough security until now, and immediately bought the news of Ang Lee from the Grim Reaper Forum, and rushed over as soon as possible.

He tried to kill Ang Lee, but was first wounded by the instructor and then captured by Ang Lee.

Knowing that Shimada was just a one-man man, Ang Lee completely lost interest in this guy and buried Shimada somewhere.

Knowing that Shimada has appeared, it can be said that only Ang Lee is the only one.

Shimada did not pose a threat to Ang Lee, but the Grim Reaper Forum gave Ang Lee a strong sense of crisis.

This sense of crisis mainly comes from behind the Grim Reaper Forum, where an invisible black is manipulating everything.

The key problem is that the creators of the Reaper Forum seem to know their exact location wherever they go.

It's like a pair of invisible eyes that are always hiding in the darkness and staring at themselves.

This made Ang Lee not feel a little safe.

How did he do it?

Ang Lee was very strange.

In the past, the other party learned about his whereabouts through the system of the Black Dragon's Tooth Clan.

Later, the security of the Dragon's Tooth Clan's system was improved, and it was difficult for the other party to hack in again.

But he still knows exactly where he is.

We have to find an opportunity to get to the bottom of this.

Ang Lee doesn't mind those snipers challenging him, and to some extent he wants someone to challenge him, so that he can continue to spur himself forward, and the battle can make him stronger.

Shimada's appearance was nothing more than a small episode and did not affect the tryouts.

After dawn, the trials ended on time.

After counting, a total of 157 people were eliminated, and exactly 30 people remained.

The number of people who passed the selection competition this year was three times higher than the previous one.

The main reason is that the number of people participating in the selection competition this year is twice as high as the previous one, and the number of reserve players has decreased, so the pass rate has naturally increased.

Those who were eliminated were sent back to their original units, and the rest were all taken to the reserve training base.

At this point, the new and veteran players will train separately, and the content of the Dragon's Tooth Team assessment will be different soon after.

"Congratulations on passing the exam. Come on, let's have a toast! ”

Ang Lee likes to follow some traditions.

For example, the food was drugged during the tryouts, and then the celebration is now for those who have cleared the level.

Eight people sit at one table, and thirty people sit at four tables.

On each table there are 16 dishes with eight cold and eight hot, plus a box of two pots.

Perhaps it was affected by the catharsis, in the face of such a table of sumptuous food, no one dared to move the chopsticks, staring at Li An one by one.

Li An took a cup of Erguotou, and the rest of the people followed suit.

That's the troops.

As long as the people above drink it, the people below don't care if you drink it or not, and you have to take a sip, it seems that only in this way can you show respect.

Another point, Ang Lee drank the wine, which means that the wine is fine.

How many of those who are soldiers do not drink?

Alcohol is also forbidden in the army, so many people have already drooled when they see it.

After a sip of wine, the hot feeling drove away the depression in my heart, and at the same time, I wanted to dye my mouth with food.

Li An picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the dish, and the others immediately stretched out the chopsticks to the same dish.

This dish was not drugged.

Everyone maintained a sufficient vigilance, but this vigilance was gradually dispelled after a glass of strong liquor, until it finally disappeared completely.

After three rounds of drinking, there was no need for Ang Lee to toast again, these people drank by themselves and chatted with each other.

It is indeed a happy event for them to pass the selection competition, a thing to celebrate.

They proved themselves at the tryouts, and now they have to prove themselves at the wine table, trying to get everyone but themselves down.

No one knew when Ang Lee left, only that it was the next morning when they saw Ang Lee again.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

An explosion rang out, and choking smoke filled the room.

People who were sleeping were choked up and ran outside with their noses covered.

I drank so much last night that I now have a splitting headache and my stomach is tumbling and I want to vomit.

Li An didn't give them a chance to vomit, and shouted loudly: "Assemble! ”

Everyone endured a headache and stood in three rows in front of Li An, and suddenly found that the amiable commander who gave everyone a police drink at the wine table yesterday had completely changed, and his face became cold and unkind.

"Do you think it's amazing to pass the tryouts?

I'm telling you, you're not bullshit right now.

Now, you're just a reserve member of the Dragon's Tooth team, and if you want to become a true Dragon's Tooth, you'll have to pass the exam after three months.

During these three months, I will do my best to make you into a good piece of steel.

If someone doesn't complete their daily training tasks, then I'm sorry, please pack up and fuck me off!

A person who can't even complete a regular training task is not qualified to enter the Dragon's Tooth team at all! ”

Ang Lee shouted loudly.

He likes to follow some traditions, which is exactly what Ang Lee experienced when he first entered the reserves.

(End of chapter)