A few of us came to the forest, the forest is full of trees, we can practice in it, we can experience the scenery of nature, but these natural barriers also give us a certain difficulty, in case there is something not very good here, such as a beast or an accident, the enemy suddenly wants to come here to ambush if almost all the army is annihilated.

I carefully looked around and found that there were dozens of people here, about twenty or so, and the people here were all familiar looking faces, and they all seemed to be those who were active in the army like me, but I saw a more familiar person in it, and this person was a capable person who could be rated every time the army was awarded.

The man probably saw me looking at him here, and he was watching me, and the two of us fought in the air for a while, engaged in a fierce eye war.

But after a while, the affectionate gaze between the two of us was interrupted by a man who looked lively and dyed his hair blonde.

I seem to have had a little impression of this person, and this person is also the elite inside, but this person's nickname is particularly scary, and I don't know if it's scary, but it's more suitable for the image, that is, the smiling face of death.

Every time he goes on a mission, a lot of people will die, so the organization arranges him for that kind of large-scale mission, otherwise he won't be allowed to go alone, because if he kills people alone, maybe he will also involve innocents, because maybe he will not be happy.

"What's wrong? It's a fight here, and if you pick up a real guy and fight during training for a while, what should you do? Why don't you add me, I'm looking forward to it, it's so good~"

My brother's analysis of his words can be seen that this man must be a sick girl, otherwise he wouldn't talk like this, his words all have the meaning of a sick girl, and his small expression is also extraordinarily vivid, which can specifically reflect whether he is a sick girl or a proud sick girl.

The two of us didn't do anything after seeing him stick in it, but just parted ways, and after a while a strong man came, and the muscles on that strong man's body were at least twice as large as those of ordinary people among us, and it could be seen that his muscles were particularly developed.

"I am your instructor, from today onwards you will listen to me, it is your duty to obey fate, and if you disobey orders, you will die."

A few of us didn't seem to care about his words and chatted there with a smile on their faces, and the muscular man directly picked up a stick and walked in front of them, and without saying a word, a stick hit them, and those people were actually knocked directly to the ground, and you can see how big this man's strength is.

The muscular hunk actually picked them up directly from the ground, threw them into the water not far away, and let them float in the water, because they didn't have much strength because of this stick, they didn't have the strength to resist, they just floated on the water, swinging farther and farther, we thought they would die, so we wanted to save them, but they were blocked by this muscular man.

"I'll repeat it now, but I won't repeat it a third time, it's just three things, those who follow me prosper, and those who go against me die here is my rule."

We were supposed to be one person under ten thousand people in the organization, but here he was here*, and a few of us actually couldn't stand it a little, but there was no way, we had to listen to him, and then we wanted to go back, but we found out.

The muscular man is to let him help improve his strength, so we have to choose to grit our teeth and persevere, the muscular man holds a 40-pound sandbag every day for us to respond to a day, a few of us didn't want to carry, because we felt that the 40-pound sandbag was too light for us, but I didn't expect him to add a few more pounds in with an hour, it all depends on his mood.

It is because of his unpredictable temper that we have to carry at least 100 pounds a day.

After a few days of doing this, she unexpectedly didn't let us continue to do those high-intensity exercises with weights, and he put us in a corner of a forest, which was surrounded by nets.

I entered this practice field, and the muscular man said that we were going to fight in a team, and in the end there were three people left, so we decided to team up in threes and threes, and I teamed up with the two people who had an argument at the beginning, and I thought that the two of us would not get along, that is, I and the man who had the first argument.

How did I know that this man first came to me to reconcile and express the cooperative relationship, to have close telepathy, there can be no contradictions, so when a few of us want to work together, the blonde man we work with is the same character, he seems to be angry anytime and anywhere, he will be angry because of a little thing, and he will be happy because of a little thing.

"Do you think you hate me? Why are you so far away from me? Let's make a game, let's play a killing game, it's fun to kill people, how bad it is to train directly here, it's a pity that what he gave us is not real, but otherwise there would have been a river of blood here. ”

The blonde man looked at the two of us with perverted eyes, and the two of us instantly felt creepy behind us, although in terms of actual combat experience, we were a little better than him, but I felt that he was still very creepy, this is a kind of creepy from the bones.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps around the three of us, and the three of us hurriedly picked up our pistols to get ready, and I put on my own bulletproof armor, which was more in line with the surrounding environment.

Wearing bulletproof armor also has a certain cover for the siege, so the three of us hid in the grass on the side, and a person came not far away, he saw the footprints on the ground, and immediately guessed that there must be someone here, so he looked around a little defensively.

The three of us tried to hold our breath and not let him find out, and suddenly this person crouched down and defecated on the ground, and several of us said that he had inadvertently hit a dye bullet on his back, which immediately showed the message that he had been attacked, and then he was pulled out by the muscular man for corporal punishment.

Our rule here is that whoever gets hit first is given corporal punishment, and the later he gets hit, the more corporal punishment he gets, because he doesn't know what he's trying to do.

This battle is really the three of us teamed up, after all, although the other two people have a little bit of a small problem with their mentality, but their strength is there, there is no way to deny that the man who first quarreled with him is good at physical combat, and the blonde man is good at playing with pistols.