It can equip a division's arsenal, a supply depot that can support the annual consumption of food and medicine for 5,500 people, a heavy weapons depot that can accommodate 24 main battle tanks, two tank bridge-erecting vehicles, two combat command vehicles, four armored transport vehicles, a small hospital, an energy center, and a firepower command room...... The most terrifying thing is that at the bottom of this underground base, according to Lieutenant Colonel Li Xiangshang, there is also a super ammunition depot that can hold 25,000 rounds of shells of different types and tens of millions of rounds.

This base was established in the early 60s, and in the 70s, in response to the ideological call of "digging deep pits and accumulating grain" put forward by Chairman *, it was expanded on a large scale.

At a time when the United States was shouting every day to drop nuclear bombs, and the Soviet Union had begun to massively assemble mechanized troops on the border, this training school for professional soldiers, if necessary, would become a strategic point to resist the enemy's invasion!

"There are two reasons to place the ammunition depot on the ground floor of the school. First, the school's underground training base has the most complete defense system, which can withstand repeated bomb bombardment. Once the enemy enters our homeland, all of our cadets, regardless of age or rank, must fight the enemy to the end, and this will be our base camp; Second, our military school has too much top-secret information, and it must not fall into the hands of the enemy, and if the base is really lost, someone will directly detonate the ammunition in the arsenal! ”

Li Xiangshang didn't take everyone to visit the arsenal, he said indifferently: "I can tell you frankly that although more than 30 years have passed, the creed of our Fifth Special Force Elite Training School has not changed, although there are no more shells in that underground arsenal, there are still enough ZHA drugs to completely destroy the entire base, and there are a group of professional soldiers who are absolutely loyal and will not hesitate to detonate ZHA drugs once they receive an order!" ”

When Li Xiangshang finally took everyone out of the underground training base, looking at the canopy that had been shrouded in a layer of deep ink, Zhan Xia Ge suddenly realized that they had been in it for four hours. Standing on the school's playground, facing the slowly blowing evening breeze, Zhan Xia Ge exhaled a long breath. The evening breeze pierced through his sweat-soaked clothes, bringing out a coolness that should never have belonged to summer.

It took many years for Warrior Song to understand that the reason why he was sweating so much in a well-ventilated underground base was not because it was too hot. In the underground base, whether it is its solid walls that can withstand the repeated bombardment of bombs, or the vague but bearable witness to the most splendid history, with the fierce prose with horns, or the huge ammunition depot that can pull the invading enemy to the end at any time, all of this is silently exuding to the onlooker a kind of ...... that can only belong to the most elite iron-blooded army Domineering!

Obviously not the only one who felt this way, everyone remained silent at the welcome banquet in the cafeteria after receiving the basic equipment from the quartermaster.

When the lights out horn blew at half past nine in the evening, the eight people in the whole dormitory climbed into the bunk beds, although no one spoke, but one only had to listen to the sound of the children lying on the bed, tossing and turning, and it was clear that none of them could fall asleep in such a strange environment.

Even Zhan Xia Ge is confused about his future, not to mention those little boys who are only six or seven years old and should hide in their mother's arms to be spoiled.

I don't know how long I was staring at him like an idiot, lying in the silent darkness, there was a slight motor turning sound under the bed of the warrior song, and the child sleeping in the lower bunk couldn't help but take out his walkman from his backpack, and the thin song floated out of the headphones, faintly echoing throughout the dormitory.

Such a Walkman will probably be handed over to the life counselor tomorrow, right?

Thinking of Li Xiangshang's last words, Zhan Xia Ge couldn't help but secretly show a wry smile.

"You guys have a good rest, and tomorrow you will be able to participate in the pledge meeting chaired by the principal himself, and you don't even need to participate in tomorrow's morning exercise!"

A closer look at the phrase "You don't even have to participate in tomorrow's morning exercise" can give you a rough idea of their future life.

"One thousand two hundred and thirty-seven, one thousand two hundred and thirty-eight, one thousand two hundred and thirty-nine......"

The kid sleeping across from the Song of Warriors was probably using the method of counting sheep to hypnotize himself, right?

"Titicaca......"

There was another sound of teeth fighting in the darkness, it seemed that someone was finally asleep, otherwise why would he be grinding his teeth and whispering to his mother?

"Kara......"

The child, who was only two layers away from the fence of the bed in Zhan Xia Ge, suddenly made a sound like a mouse gnawing wood, and Zhan Xia Ge stood up half of his body and whispered, "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

The little boy replied in a low voice, "I'm ...... Gnaw on twist flowers. ”

The warrior song immediately came to the spirit: "Give me half a root!" ”

Zhan Xia Ge never dreamed that his eighteen-year-old self would actually shrink head-to-head with a strange little boy in the corner, carefully gnawing on half of the fried twist flower.

First soak the twist with the tongue to soften, and then scrape the dough on the twist little by little, using an almost perverted method, slowly ravaging this half of the innocent twist, I don't know how long I gnawed, anyway, I heard the child under the bed change the battery of the walkman once, in the whispered recitation of three thousand six hundred and fifty-seven and three thousand six hundred and fifty-eight, the warrior song finally grabbed the half of the twist that had not been gnawed and fell asleep.

At half past five in the morning, the warrior song faintly heard the sound of the wake-up call, and at six o'clock, in the playground of the campus, a few sharp flutes sounded, followed by the dull sound of at least a thousand people's footsteps rising and stepping down together, every twenty seconds, they would be under the leadership of the instructor, straighten their necks and shout a few roars of excessive hormones.

God knows that Zhan Xia Ge, who had only slept for a few hours, put the quilt on his head and fell into a deep sleep again.

This is probably the first and last time they entered the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School, and they didn't have to sleep early, right?!

But they couldn't sleep long, and soon someone knocked the door of the dormitory, shouting, "Get up and go to breakfast!" ”

A group of children walked out of the dormitory building, rubbing their obviously sleep-deprived eyes, and walked into the cafeteria. Almost half of them have their eyes closed, taking a nap while putting fritters and steamed buns into their mouths, and as long as you see their chewing movements, you will definitely understand how zombies eat.

"Hurry up and eat after the meal, you go back and tidy up your housekeeping, and go to the school auditorium at half past eight to attend the pledge meeting presided over by the principal himself!" Someone shouted, "Don't forget to wash your face with cold water before you go!" ”

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