After passing several checkpoints in succession, the car stopped in front of a large hangar door.

Fang Xu jumped out of the off-road vehicle, and the strong spotlight above his head stimulated his eyes. The five fingers of the big man in the suit behind him grabbed Fang Xu's right arm and dragged him to continue walking inside.

It took a while for Fang Xu to get used to the intense lighting here. Looking around, he noticed that there were already a large number of people waiting around him, watching him walk in. On the steel shelves around the hangar, there were many heavily armed gunmen.

The man in the suit brought Fang Xu to an instrument and motioned for Fang Xu to lie down. After Fang Xu lay down, the instrument was immediately activated, a fast-moving scanner was scanning back and forth on Fang Xu's body, and the staff next to him also began to turn out Fang Xu's luggage one by one and carefully check it.

"Confirmed unarmed."

"The heartbeat is normal."

"Chest X-ray is normal."

"X-ray scan is normal."

"Blood tests are normal."

"The urine test is normal."

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"The applicant is in good health and meets the requirements for the competition."

Seeing Fang Xu's puzzled gaze, the corner of the man in the suit raised: "Relax, we are just confirming that our investment is not wasted." ”

After completing the inspection, under the instructions of the man in the suit, Fang Xu stood on the edge of the group of people in front of him. After waiting for a while, an extended version of the limousine drove into the hangar, and the man in the suit immediately greeted and opened the door in the back seat, and an old man with white hair got out of the car. The staff immediately instructed Fang Xu and them to line up.

The old man examined them one by one, and seemed to be slightly satisfied with the overall quality of this group of people, and then he raised his chin and spoke: "Welcome to all the brave, I don't think I need to introduce any more about what kind of place this is, I am the director here, you don't need to know my name, because you will soon be transferred to other places." Before leaving, I would like to remind you that you will start training as soon as you pass, and I hope you will be careful in your training, because any little detail you have learned may help you save your life in the coming days. One may wonder why I am so eager to remind you of this, because you are my precious asset. Well, don't thank me. The old man waved his hand.

The heavily armed staff next to him immediately commanded everyone and walked towards the gate on the other side of the hangar. Fang Xu saw the old man's secretary bring a glass of red wine, and the old man picked up the wine glass and tasted it slowly.

Walking out of the hangar, you can see a C-130 Hercules transport plane parked outside, and with the instructions of the staff, everyone boarded the plane one by one along the boarding escalator and found a seat. After a while, the fuselage of the plane trembled slightly and started.

As the plane taxied faster and faster, the nose of the plane slowly lifted up and rose into the air. Through the portholes, you can see that the buildings on the ground, getting smaller and smaller, finally disappear under the clouds.

Fang Xu carefully observed the inside of the cabin, this was the first time he had taken a plane in his life, and he directly got on the C-130 Hercules military transport plane, it was inevitable that he was a little excited and a little nervous.

In the cabin, two rows of metal seats are fixed along both sides of the bulkhead, and the seats that are not too thick are not comfortable, and on the bulkhead behind them, there are dense metal pipes, and Fang Xu's back hurts.

The vacant space in the middle of the cabin, piled with various cargoes, was fastened to the cabin floor with canvas and net ropes. One of the boxes was not tightly covered, and as the fuselage vibrate, the English letters "SHROUD" were slowly revealed. Fang Xu, who came out of the medical profession, recognized the word, the shroud. Fang Xu smiled bitterly and continued to observe his surroundings.

In the front and aft compartments of the cabin, there were several heavily armed men, staring coldly at their group of "Chosen One", and the door between the front cabin and the cockpit was closed, and nothing could be seen. The entire cabin shuddered slightly, making a subtle creak characteristic of metal.

Fang Xu then glanced at the group of contestants who were on the same journey with him. Sitting next to him was a chubby white man, staring silently at the metal floor beneath his feet. Next to the white man was a blonde, blue-eyed, well-proportioned girl, with a pair of big curious eyes also looking at Fang Xu. Fang Xu's face flushed, and he quickly turned his head away.

On the other side of him, there was a serious Asian in a well-fitting black suit, with his big back combed shiny, and Fang Xu noticed that the little finger of his right hand was cut off. "It looks like it's from the Yamaguchi-gumi." Fang Xu guessed.

On the seat diagonally opposite, a large Nordic man sits with his eyes closed. On the other side, a devout Muslim is kneeling on a small carpet spread on the floor of the cabin, holding a Koran in his hand and reciting the words.

The few people sitting in the middle of the opposite side were blocked by the cargo stacked in the middle of the cabin, and they could not see their faces, only a huge Mexican-style wide-brimmed straw hat on the opposite side.

Slowly, Fang Xu fell asleep in this boring journey.

I don't know how long it took, but with the sudden stagnation of the plane, Fang Xu woke up from his deep sleep.

"The plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belts, repeat, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belts." Accompanied by the electronic synthesized sound of the machinery on the plane, Fang Xu fumbled for the seat belt and fastened it to his body. Rubbing his dry eyes, through the porthole of the plane, he could see that there was a small archipelago on the sea in the distance, and the plane was slowly flying in the direction of the archipelago.

The chubby white man sitting next to him, with his eyes closed and trembling all over, was holding the cross around his neck and praying with his head down.

Fang Xu's nose moved, he felt some peculiar smell, and when he looked down, the crotch of the white fat man's pants was already soaked, and a yellow urine stain was extremely eye-catching. The blonde girl next to her let out a nasal voice of contempt. Fang Xu shook his head and continued to look back at the window.

The huge Nordic man on the opposite side seemed to be extremely excited, tilting his head and scratching the itch, and his mouth kept laughing. The white fat man was about to collapse, and he actually cried. Seeing this scene, the Nordic man was even more excited, and kept barking at the white fat man.

I don't know who played the Indian recorder, and even the sound of the loud roaring engine could not hide it, and the solemn and sad music of "The Last Mohican" instantly filled the entire cabin...... The excited Nordic man also slowly fell silent......

The altitude of the plane slowly decreased, and with a shock to the fuselage, the plane landed.

"Welcome to Hell." Fang Xu silently read a sentence......