Chapter 34: Bald Jack
There is a popular saying in the devil's training camp that instructors and students are natural enemies, and it was Devil No. 1 who told Lang Zhan about it. Eight?? Chineseβ. Lang Zhan, who was sweating profusely, hurriedly stopped the car, and the three students who were hit were cursing at him with a blue face, but at this moment they all gave him a thumbs up. Lang Zhan's previous performances in training make it hard to imagine that he couldn't drive well. Therefore, they took it for granted that Lang Zhan's collision with the No. 1 devil's car was deliberate, and they were all immediately impressed by his courage. "Cool! I've wanted to do this for a long time! "Cadets standing sweating profusely in the sun, someone whispered.
All kinds of training programs are among the best, and there are beautiful women by his side, Lang Zhan naturally can't have any good popularity. So, more people looked at it expectantly, and one of them asked, "How many lashes will you get this time?" Someone immediately praised: "It seems that werewolves don't want to have a good fart ~ stock in their lives!" After saying that, there was a burst of laughter.
Lang Zhan's fart~ stock has become a scenery in the devil's training camp.
The large amount of exercise every day, especially the long-distance running of about 36 kilometers in total, made the wound on his fart~ thigh have no chance of healing at all. Over time, as long as they saw him reaching out to lift the pants of the fart~ strand, they would know that Lang Zhan's fart~ strand was stuck with the pants again. From the beginning of the subconscious scalp numbness to the current calm, what Lang Zhan didn't know was that his fart~ stock had helped many students overcome some psychological obstacles.
Queanna skillfully drove the car over and parked beside Lang Zhan, she obviously didn't believe that Lang Zhan could drive the car like this, and asked, "What's the matter?" I remember you took the netbsp; Not only does he have a C license and a driver's license, but Lang Zhan even has a flight license. However, these are all paid for by the Angel Mercenary Group. Perhaps, because no one in the history of the Angel Mercenary Group has ever been troubled by driving, so in order to save trouble, Michael asked someone to do it for him.
Now it seems that Michael's behavior is very irresponsible! At least, Humvee No. 1 is very irresponsible!
Lang Zhan himself was also distressed, because he couldn't figure out what the problem was. smiled bitterly, with a helpless face: "I don't know what's going on!" β
As the training deepens, everyone slowly becomes familiar with it. Wren has an extra nickname of the No. 1 devil, and the nickname of Lang Zhan Werewolf has finally spread.
β****οΌ Bastard! ~ raised by a son! With a black face and scolding, the No. 1 devil's knife-like eyes slashed at Lang Zhan's body! According to his mood at the moment, if he could, he would like to destroy Lang Zhan with one shot.
Lang Zhan and Queanna were straight, with their chests held high and their eyes not squinting.
"Werewolf, you white ~ idiot! Did you buy your C card? , a car of 1.5 million euros, just hit by you and scrapped?! Did you do it on purpose!? β
"Report sir! I did buy my c card, and I would like to say soRRy! I definitely didn't mean to! β
βshITοΌ I'll go find Carmel! Werewolf, you'd better be able to pass the training, otherwise, you won't be able to afford my car if I chop you up and sell your organs! β
Maybe he was frightened by the words of the No. 1 devil, and in order to pass the training, Lang Zhan could only fight. Well, the training vehicle is provided for free by the Devil's Training Camp, as long as it is not vandalized by humans - well, now Gufa regrets very much why he didn't make a fuss about this when he signed the agreement with Kamel in the first place.
For about ten days after that, it was simply an ordeal for the rest of the Devil's Training Camp, because Lang Zhan would seize ~ every bit of time to strengthen driving training. However, just like "head cramps" (No. 1 devil quotes), Lang Zhan's daily training content is nothing but collisions, and the noise made makes some people want to smash all the cars. What the? Punish? Of course, there is a punishment for failing the assessment, but can 300 push-ups or 300 frog jumps or 5,000 meters of weight-bearing running against Lang be considered punishment? During that time, not only did the devils (the students' affectionate name for the instructors) hate the seniors who wrote the tutorials and the corresponding punishment system, but even the rookies (the instructors' collective name for the students) always held the training camp booklet and first flipped through it, and then collectively gave a thumbs up to greet the compiler of the booklet - the brain is sick! Why not do cleaning? At the very least, it should be a whip!?
Lang Zhan's reputation as a training maniac spreads, but it hurts Alfred, a part-time auto mechanic in the training camp. Even several times, he entered the field with a whip, and then gritted his teeth and whipped him fiercely on the chair where Lang Zhan was sitting, so that he could carry out the maintenance work calmly.
Yes, Alfred, the second devil in the devil's training camp has 100% reason to believe that Lang Zhan deliberately drove the car in a mess in order to get revenge for his whipping at the beginning.
There is always a reward for the effort, although for the rest of the training camp, Lang Zhan paid a little more when he was training frantically. After unremitting training, Lang Zhan was finally able to drive the car normally. However, given that he always makes some sudden situations when people have just put their hearts in their stomachs. So, after getting the car keys, Queana said directly: "I'll drive it tomorrow!" You are not allowed to touch the steering wheel. β
"Today is going to be a good day!" Before getting into the car, Queana hugged Lang Zhan fiercely, and then "clicked" on his lips and said.
Lang Zhan reached out and wiped his lips. Queanna is good for anything, but she has a lot of saliva.
"Yo he!" Can't help but let out a whistle, Queana stepped on the accelerator, and the Humvee under the seat galloped out like a wild horse.
Behind them, the ten people sitting on the bus raised their middle fingers in unison when the dust rose from the sky, and no less than five of them scolded in unison: "This pair of dog men and women!" β
Unlike regular troops, mercenaries have basically no restrictions on the display of personality because of their special characteristics. Therefore, although the rules of the devil's training camp are numerous, they are all for training and obedience, and there are few restrictions in other aspects. Long-term high-pressure life, coupled with a simple, rough and open management style, can easily break the habits and even personality formed by some people all year round, and then produce a number of angels or devil freaks.
More than a month of military camp life is no less than a year of intensive training for Lang Zhan. In the memory program written by Nina, military knowledge and common sense are quite comprehensive. Because of Lang Zhan's non-cooperation, they were originally scattered and stored in Lang Zhan's brain, but now, after oppressive training, they were reconstructed and formed into a system, and they began to truly become Lang Zhan's wealth.
After more than a month, all the alternate mercenaries have changed to a greater or lesser extent. Among them, Queanna's change is particularly obvious, and she is said to have been reborn.
The former Yale top students and elegant white-collar workers are gone, and the cleanliness, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and choice disorder are gone. Instead, there is a combination of a body as tough as nerves, and always holds his chest higher than a mountain.
βBoyοΌ Are you ready? Holding the steering wheel with one hand, circling the navigator with the other, and testing the accelerator pedal with her right foot, Quina shouted loudly.
Lang Zhan is ~ playing with an M1911A1 pistol that he just received.
"Dunka, as a mercenary city, is a mixed bag. I don't want you to go out tomorrow and come back in disgrace. Will it be dead? That's a good question, and my answer is, you can die, but you can't lose! When the devil training camp went out, there were always only heroes who died in battle, and there were no bears who confessed! "These words were said by Devil No. 1 to Lang Zhan and them last night. I have to say that the No. 1 devil is very good at boosting morale. After more than a month of high-pressure training, all the mercenaries have accumulated enough fire in their hearts. At this time, a fight is undoubtedly the best way to release the pressure. Lang Zhan got up in the morning and listened to Queanna say that after Devil No. 1 left, the short-nosed monkey Raglan and the others muttered for a long time, saying that they wanted to make their name in Dunka.
"They also have a name, the Devil's Four Musketeers!" When she said this, Queana scoffed.
Lang Zhan's response could make the short-nosed monkey and others vomit blood on the spot: "Childish! A bunch of guys with their heads kicked in the head! β
As a group of people dancing on the tip of a knife, the danger of mercenaries is self-evident. As a mercenary city, Dunka's security is naturally not much better. However, anyone who thinks that there are guns all day long, and people die every day. In fact, aside from those layers that ordinary people in the dark can't reach at all, the homicide rate on Dunkaming's face is low in the entire Enamel country. The government offices and police stations stationed by the government of the country also said that Dunka is also the headquarters of the Global Mercenary Federation. Strictly speaking, the Global Mercenary Federation is the biggest backstage of all mercenaries and their hometown. Therefore, unless there is a real lack of brains, even some veteran mercenaries who have already made a name for themselves will lower their posture in Dunka and try to avoid misfire.
Lang Zhan didn't know this, and he very much agreed with the phrase "there are only heroes who have died in battle and no bears who admit it", so he thought that Dunka didn't know how chaotic it was, and he naturally couldn't put it down for the M1911A1 in his hand.
Pull the bolt to open the safety, pull the trigger, and repeat. With a "click", he responded to Queana's challenge domineeringly, saying, "gIRL, I'll let you kneel and sing Conquest!" β
"Really? I'm looking forward to it! Queanna threw a wink at him, shifted to the highest gear, and then slammed the accelerator to the end, and Zhang Yang laughed loudly in Lang Zhan's "".
"Hmm!" Falling on the seat by inertia, Lang Zhan was inserting the magazine back into the grip, and suddenly frowned and turned his head to look out the window. Seeing the green, he turned his head and stared at one spot until he lost his vision.
Sensing his strangeness, Queana turned her head and asked, "Zhan, what's wrong?" β
"It's nothing," a smile immediately appeared on Lang Zhan's face, but it was not difficult to see through his flickering eyes, the true ~ appearance was actually "what".
The Humvee dragged the rolling dust and disappeared, and where Lang Zhan was staring just now, on a European birch tree, a bare-headed black man took a light breath and asked the tall white man on a birch tree next to him: "Vampire, you said he showed us!" β
The tall white man was none other than the vampire Blake, squinting, and he said, "Definitely." Lang Zhan's sense of crisis is very strong, when he was on Angel Island, I peeked at him from a distance of more than 500 meters from Scarface~ and he was all revealed. β
"! He's a mercenary alternate! Angels are getting more and more perverted~ perverted! β
"Bald Jack, are you sure?"
"I don't know. If it's a fate, I'm 100% sure, but seriously injured, to be honest, I'm worried that Lang Zhan will become an obstacle! Vampire, is that all there is to Draph? I have a feeling that Lang Zhan will be a problem for us in the future. Big trouble? Why didn't you do him? β
"Don't mention Duff, he's a stupid donkey!" Drav's death at the hands of Lang Zhan always felt that it was an accident, and the reason for this accident was caused by Drav himself. After calming down, he said, "Carmel said that Michael valued him!" Angel, we can't afford to mess with it now. β
β****οΌ What a disappointment! β
"You come first, it's really not good, I'll let the wolves take action."