In the endless torment, we lost track of time, and after a sleep in Black Widow's bed, she was even more "so well taken care of!" "If it weren't for Pandora, I don't know what kind of torture I would have been, and I don't know if I would have been able to leave alive.

Time had no meaning in our eyes, and it wasn't until Colonel Mack announced the end of all training that we realized we had survived this living hell for a month.

The next three days will be the final assessment, the so-called special forces competition refers to this, and the first overall result is the champion of this special forces competition.

We were given a day of recuperation for the exam, and Colonel Mack brought out all the delicacies, and the barracks, which was originally full of cruelty, suddenly turned into a big party! Delicious steaks, red wine from Bordeaux, vodka from Russia, everything but prostitutes.

It was the most relaxing day since entering the Warrior School, there was no training, no insults, no gunfire, a group of people nibbling on beef and holding wine bottles, bragging to each other about how brave they were on the battlefield, how many medals they had won, how they trampled on the enemy.

After a month of hard work, many people have become friends who talk about everything, and it may be almost hot to say that they are brothers who share life and death, but if war comes at this moment, they may become each other's dependence.

Because of my holiday with Black Widow, as well as the affair between the two beauties in the barracks, and the champion of the last session, I am destined to become a man of the hour, but there are not many fighters close to me, the reason is very simple, because I am a mercenary, or the world's No. 1 mercenary, those members of the regular special forces are reluctant to contact us, to put it bluntly, they look down on mercenaries from the bottom of their hearts, especially the members of the Navy SEALs and SAS.

I've long been accustomed to that kind of look and attitude, and to be honest, I don't look down on them even more, and they are generally domineering, nostrils are facing the sky, as if his father is the president of the United States.

There are also some soldiers who admire us very much, but they dare not make friends due to various factors, and when they talk about Caesar's mercenaries, they think of not only Caesar's location, but also our cruel methods, slaughter again and again, and countless sins, which is the fundamental reason why we are rejected by many people.

Of course, this is not always the case, there are also many straightforward soldiers who have a good relationship with me, such as the Russian signal flag, the Israeli Granny reconnaissance team, the French Navy 6 team, etc., they are all temperamental, and sometimes they can't get used to the high-minded faces of those guys.

So the barracks were naturally divided into two groups, which is never allowed in a commando team, but in the Warrior School, no one cares about this, out of this door, we give each other a shot and no one looks at each other, this is the ruthless place, and the people who are created are all ruthless.

The whole day was spent in a joyous atmosphere, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, a helicopter landed at the base airfield in the rear, and we just thought it was a boarding plane, and no one cared.

But there was not much time, and Colonel Mack received a phone call and hurried away, which caught my attention, because I knew the rule here, not that you could pack up and go home after the exam, and that the last subject had not been completed.

I wasn't the only one who noticed this, but the Wolf King also saw it, and after Colonel Mack left, he came up to me and asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?" ”

"Maybe, why don't I investigate?" Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the Black Widow who was leaving after Colonel Mack, and the corners of her mouth outlined a wicked smile, since the training is over, there is revenge and revenge, otherwise there will be no chance.

"What do you want to do?" The wolf king is still the same as before, always afraid that I will cause trouble, even if it is no longer a relationship between superiors and subordinates, but the eldest brother is still the eldest brother after all.

"Just letting her go like that isn't my style." I raised my head at the back of the Black Widow, who was wearing a camouflage vest that showed her small navel and healthy black skin, flanked by angular abs, and the most striking thing was a nearly twenty-centimeter-long scar on her abs, supposedly cut by shrapnel from mortar shells, when her intestines flowed out.

That's why I admire Black Widow, she's a true warrior, pure, resolute, brave, and fearless.

"Don't make a big deal out of it!" The wolf king told me uneasily.

"It's okay, I don't plan to be a champion anyway, it doesn't matter if I'm eliminated." I smiled, patted the wolf king on the shoulder, and got up and walked over to Black Widow.

As he passed by the wolf, he was fighting with the big man of the signal flag for the last bottle of vodka, and at the instigation of the goddess, the two of them wrestled their wrists to decide the winner.

I glanced at the bottle of vodka, quietly winked at the goddess, she gave me a white look and showed a wicked smile, while a few people were not paying attention, secretly hid the vodka behind me, I took it away when I walked by, turned my head and looked at the two guys who were about to suffocate their internal injuries with idiot eyes.

With vodka and quietly following Black Widow, I came to the war room, which I could not enter, so I sat on the ammunition box next to a tent not far away, drinking and waiting.

The warm sun shines on my body lazily and comfortably, I have never felt that the sun here has ever been so gentle, it may be too relaxed, and I fell asleep after a while.

Fortunately, the instinctive reaction of the body made me sleep not to death, as soon as I heard a little footsteps, I immediately opened my eyes, instantly pulled out my pistol, opened the safe, loaded the bullet, aimed at the target, all the actions were done in one go, there was no need for brain command at all, everything was a knee-jerk reaction.

"Good vigilance!" Black Widow stood in front of me with her shoulders crossed.

"So I'm alive!" I chuckled, lowered the muzzle, and inserted the pistol back into the holster.

"You've fought in a lot of wars and killed a lot of people?" She put down her hands and turned to walk slowly towards a hillside on the training ground, and asked lightly.

"Wandering the battlefield every day!" I jumped off the ammo box with the bottle and slowly followed her.

"I can see that your murderous aura is very heavy." Black Widow said quietly, it feels different from usual, I don't know why, it seems to be very sad.

"Is there one? How don't I think! By the way, are you still sleeping comfortably in that-stained bed? "I deliberately made her angry, and then I fought with her solidly.

Unexpectedly, she just turned her head and glared at me, and then said quietly: "I'm not in the mood to play with you today." ”

"What's the matter, isn't that the one coming? It's understandable that there are a few days of discomfort every month. I laughed and continued to tease.

She didn't speak, silently climbed up the hillside, sat on the lawn and crossed her legs and watched the sun gradually turn west, her eyes staring like beasts, but not fierce at the moment, but very lonely, and seemed to have a little unspeakable sadness.

I'm curious about what makes this dominatrix vulnerable, what is the origin of that plane, how did it come out of the conference room and change into a person, this is the black widow I know, I don't know it, I think it's an ignorant girl who has just fallen out of love.

(End of chapter)