Gu Mang went to the assessment site and took a turn.

Xing Zhi is worthy of being the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, and he has a very good set of torturing people, and he didn't even give a chronograph to this group of students during the assessment.

There was no time, and this batch of trainees did not even know when this almost perverted assessment would end.

It's like there's no end in sight, and you have to keep your mind high in tension all the time until the end of the last second.

This is the most important psycho-behavioral training.

Every year, because I can't bear this extreme psychological training session, I have as many as 50% mental breakdowns.

After staying in the assessment field for four years, Gu Mang slept in the wooden house at night.

Early the next morning, she went straight to the technical group.

The mixed system is more troublesome, Gu Mang and the technical team re-revised the source code, and calculated two more, so that they had a little eyebrows.

And the assessment has also reached the final highlight.

Gu Mang is still studying the vulnerabilities of the control system in the technical team.

The dense sound of keyboards and muffled team communication in the lab.

Gu Mang's feet kicked on the ground, the chair slid in front of another computer, and his beautiful fingers tapped the keyboard quickly.

The complex green code scrolls up on the screen.

After dealing with a problem, she returned to the computer she had used to study the data.

I don't know how long it took, but the communicator on Gu Mang's wrist flashed twice.

Xing Zhi's voice came out, "Silent, the assessment is over." ”

Gu Mang's hand was slightly paused.

Yan Que, who came over to find Gu Mang with the debugging instrument, heard this, and his eyes flashed with excitement, "The assessment is over?" ”

Gu Mang glanced at him and nodded, not understanding why he was so excited.

The smile on the corner of Yan Que's mouth could barely be suppressed, "Can you consider joining our technical group?" ”

Gu Mang was silent for a second, ignored him, and replied to Xing Zhi's side in a loud voice, "I'll be there soon." ”

……

Vacant lot in front of the wooden house.

The special training started here, and now it is over, and a group of people are still gathering here.

The six stood numbly, their backs straight, their legs tense.

The eyes that have not been rested for a long time are full of bloodshots.

Gu Mang walked slowly to them, his delicate eyebrows and eyes wrapped in coldness, and a pair of black eyes looked at them.

Gu Yan blinked, and his body shook slightly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

But in the next second, he gritted his teeth and his eyes widened hard.

Others did the same as him.

At seventy-two, the limit is up.

A group of people are supported by willpower.

Gu Mang said indifferently, "Report the number." ”

"One, two,......, five, six—"

By the time Gu Xian finished reading the sixth, Gu Mang saw that the eyes of the five people from the red scorpion were flushed, and tears welled up in their eyes, holding them in their arms.

The sleepiness is clean and clean.

Ten people came, three died, one was disabled for life, and one had a nervous breakdown.

This was the highest casualty rate among the four special training sessions.

Xing Zhi remembered that the night before the training, he made roasted whole sheep for this group of students, and a group of people had a picture of laughter, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

Gu Mang put his hands in his pockets, and his voice was low and low, "Congratulations, you have passed the special training." ”

When the words fell, there was no cheers, only an oppressive silence.

Ten people came to Chiyan before they came - hopefully we would all be alive when it was over.

At this moment, there were only five of them left standing here.

Number Nine was a girl, tears streaming down her eyes, "Instructor, our casualty rate is fifty percent. ”

Gu Mang's gaze turned over.

The girl just shed tears with an expressionless face, raised her hand to wipe it off, and it flowed down again, and the more she wiped it, the more she wiped it, as if her eyes were not dominated by her.

Gu Mang stayed for a few seconds, looked at Xing Zhi, and raised his chin slightly.