Chapter 366: Hunter, White Coat
Legend has it that in the early years, there was a world-famous school in Bolivar, Venezuela, South America, which was known as the "hunter" and was run by Blackwater, the leading private security company at the time.
The students trained in the hunter school do not prey on birds and beasts, but on people.
All those who graduated from here are the top special forces soldiers in the world, and they are all the top special forces in the world, and they are all king-level existences in the corps, such as raiding, sneaking, firearms, fighting, and survival.
After the cataclysm, South America, like Africa and Australia, fell one after another, and the hunter school became a historical term, however, the world's desire for this kind of soldier king has never stopped, so about 30 years ago, Europe rebuilt this place, still in the name of the hunter school, and the hellish training is more cruel than the old hunter school.
According to Ji Songshi, the hunter school is definitely not the most talented martial artist, but he is definitely a good player in the army, and he is definitely the best candidate for the military to rob in any country in Europe.
Mathias. Heinault, who graduated from the Hunter School a year ago, became the youngest student to graduate from the Hunter School as a bear-level headhunter at the age of 21 years by one month.
Unexpectedly, Matthias was not here, so he started a stormy mercenary career with one person, one falcon, one gun, and one wolf.
A scoop is a year.
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Ji Songshi had no doubts about what Matthias said, in fact, there was also a list in his heart, on that list, except for the young god of war of the sacred mountain and the left-handed man of the Holy See who memorized the holy book to sit in the top two positions, the rest could actually move.
Matthias's strength and potential can be ranked in the top 10 in Agaric's heart, and the reason why he is actually outside the top 30 is probably because of his lack of positive results.
can put a cold gun, if you want to talk about the degree of difficulty, you can't lose the frontal rigidity.
The one-eyed and blind old sniper god in Europe once said that if you give him a suitable bullet and a gun that can't explode, God will also snipe him.
It's just that he couldn't find the bullet until he died.
Ji Songshi stopped Xiang Chen, and just said "join us" to Matthias, which caused everyone to look sideways.
Bian Xi was the first to object, and he had the heart to say that he didn't want a team of good and bad, but looking at the white man who had a pair of eagle eyes, I was afraid that no one could say that he was the "bad".
Matthias didn't show the appearance of a loyal martyr who would rather die than obey, and those people before him were not his partners, at most they were mutually beneficial partners, so they had to agree casually.
But Ji Songshi just looked calm, whispered "loyalty", and let Matthias spit out the ordinary words and take them back.
The pair of eagle eyes seemed to ask, "Why?" ”
"If you want me to kill it, just kill it." A weak voice came from behind, and Yang Buying, who was holding a grudge, had jumped off the back of the mountain under the surprise of everyone, although his face was still three points pale, but it did not affect his actions, "This cold gun shot Lao Tzu, little white face, you let me give him my back?" I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well. ”
If Yang Buying called Ji Songshi's "little white face" in the past, the latter would have ridiculed back, and the two would inevitably have a verbal argument, but maybe because Yang Buying did receive a shot, or maybe Ji Songshi persuaded everyone who was still uncomfortable in his heart, so his patience was excellent.
The derogatory name of the little white face is also the left ear in and out of the right ear, and I didn't hear it.
From the composition of the team, to the framework of responsibilities, to Matthias's own future vision, he summed up a simple truth, a long-range fire support is simply necessary for everyone, a team that is fully advanced.
Hearing this, Bian Xi and Yun Shaoxuan's faces changed slightly, how could they follow the meaning of Ji Songshi's words, and there was a lot of meaning to form a long-term force to sweep the world.
In fact, Bian Xi touched his conscience and said that he did not resist this, and even had some expectations.
It is difficult to find a master of the same level, and the magic capital is counted as a senior, except for Yun Shaoxuan, who really failed to make him look at it. In this team, all of them are good players, and there are a lot of people who cover him, and in just a few days of getting along, he fell in love with this feeling.
Xiang Chen took the lead and he was convinced, whether it was better than him in the past or the strength he showed now, Bian Xi was willing to listen to him, he was not a personality who must be the leader in everything.
What's more, he and Yang Buying really lost their temper, in this team, Bian Xi, who has only had a sense of belonging to his mother and the demon since he was a child, found the same feeling this time.
But he looked at Yun Shaoxuan, whose face was cloudy and uncertain, and sighed.
He saw that Yun Shaoxuan was not happy, he was too arrogant, he was not a person who was willing to be subservient, and this team basically buttoned Xiang Chen's hat, if Yun Shaoxuan left, it was reasonable for him to stay alone.
Fortunately, Ji Songshi just made a secret point and did not force everyone to express their position.
In fact, the most important thing at the moment is not to convince everyone, but to convince Matthias.
Ji Songshi picked it up, took it to the side, bowed his head and said something far away from everyone, although he was curious, but under Xiang Chen's signal, several people did not snoop, and Xiang Chen trusted Ji Songshi unconditionally.
When the two came back a few minutes later, Ji Songshi had a smile on his face, and Matthias was three points hesitant and seven points excited, and the strange expression made several people look at each other, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup Ji Songshi demon poured into him.
"Matthias. Hainuo, 22 years old, a ten-star newcomer, but his hand-to-hand combat strength is limited, he is good at guns, especially good at sniping, and he is a sniper with two kicks. The bow is good at the middle distance, the name of the bow is to shoot the wolf, this bow is a family heirloom, it is said to come from China. There is a green falcon, which has been a companion since childhood, and is now a C-class alien beast, good at speed, and can carry people. ”
Matthias crackled as soon as he walked over, and after speaking, he picked up the square cap that had just been bounced off by Agaricus and put it on his head, pressing it very low, barely revealing the eagle eyes surrounded by pupils.
The self-introduction is extraordinarily detailed, and the meaning is self-evident.
Everyone was a little dizzy, and they didn't care about complaining about his ghostly name, and they were all wondering why their attitude had changed so much in just three or five minutes.
In the eyes of everyone, Ji Songshi is even more demonic, and he knows how to do witchcraft, Yang Buying is sure that under his ink-painted skin, there must be a demagogic nine-tailed white-haired fox hidden, lazy and charming, specializing in deceiving men.
In front of the three words of the little white face in his heart, he added a "sao", but this time Yang Buying didn't really say it, he was afraid that he would be given ecstasy by this monster.
Matthias joined, Xiang Chen of course welcomed it, and also introduced everyone in turn, to Yang Immortal, Matthias was particularly interested, because he clearly saw that the big-mouthed monkey in front of him was smashed by his own shot.
This team, in short, is all kinds of miracles, silent jumping out of the dead can't die, a calf like a knife and a demagoguery, to say that the heart is not at all talkative, although it is not a ghost detective, but it is also a little detached.
Xiang Chen shook his head helplessly, anyway, the strength of the team that was forcibly pinched by Ji Songshi is extremely good on paper, as for what kind of level everyone with their own hearts can play, then we will see the follow-up.
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Shortly after Matthias' return, as dusk approached, the Damascus region welcomed a special group of guests.
The first person looks young, that is, sixteen or seventeen years old, and his behavior and the energy shown up and down can be summed up in one word: exploration.
It stands to reason that whether the desire for knowledge is strong or not depends on what the person has done, but for some reason, anyone who sees this young man has this feeling, and this person is extremely curious.
The boy was white, with curly brown hair, a little unkempt, a little messy but not deflated, with a little freckles on his face, and his skin was as white as the first snow that had not seen the light in ten thousand years.
His right eye is full of agility, but if you look at his left eye, it will be jaw-dropping.
It's a prosthetic eye.
It can be said that the false eye is not accurate, because the eye is constantly turning, and on the bottom of the ice jade-like crystal, there is a pupil-like object that spreads and gathers non-stop, as if it is dissecting everything in the world and hiding its essence.
The young man was dressed in a white coat and walked forward on his own, but the group of people behind him were full of sadness.
They could not help but be frustrated that the youngest researcher of the German-French Academy of Sciences, a young genius with a wide range of knowledge and many well-versed knowledge, had suddenly announced a few days earlier that he was going to the Egyptian meat grinder, and claimed to be temporarily leaving the Academy of Sciences.
This is a hornet's nest.
Although when recruiting this genius, the other party did propose that after leaving three major achievements, he would not be allowed to restrict his freedom, not to mention three in the past few years, the young man left more than a dozen patents large and small in Europe.
It's just that some people are reluctant to eat the marrow and know the taste.
Although there are high-level people in Germany and France who have a clear eye and understand the truth that a twisted melon is not sweet, it is better to forcibly imprison than to repair a good fate, but there are always people who are a little cautious.
That's why there are these people who follow, they persuaded all the way, and they were also ignored all the way as a fart.
Now that they are about to enter the meat grinder, they are a little afraid to follow.
"Lord Nils, you really can't go any further, if you go any further, you'll be in the meat grinder!"
The one who opened his mouth was an old man with a white goatee, also from the German-French Academy of Sciences, but this old man was mediocre in talent, and he had been busy for most of his life without doing any substantive research.
He thought that he could go down in history, create a barrier to heaven that could not be invaded by all beasts and could not be defeated through the ages, and protect thousands of human beings.
But the cost of clay is frighteningly high, and no matter how much you try to reduce the cost, it is better to build three or five domestic walls, and it is useless to build a large area of towering walls used in the war and hollow out the whole of Europe.
At this point, he has become a laughing stock, specializing in doing errands and chores at the Academy of Sciences.
The deputy dean gave him a death order to drag Nils back.
It's really hard for this old man, following Nils all the way up, but seeing that there is a meat grinder in front of him, the goatee has no way at all, so he can only use the words "danger ahead" as the last resistance.
Nils stood still, and looked back at him with a smirk.
Goatee thought that he had changed his mind, and hurriedly frowned and said with a smile: "That's a world that can only be set foot in by high-level martial artists, monsters that eat people everywhere, Nils, come back with me." ”
"High-ranking martial artist? How tall? Nils asked with a smile.
"Seven, seven or eight stars, no, ten stars so high! Ni ......"
Goatee's words were stuck, his eyes widened, his eyes were full of disbelief, martial arts is naturally one of the core research areas of the Academy of Sciences, and the one rising in front of him is like an entity constantly flowing, he naturally knows what it is.
It's just that even if he wants to break through his intelligent brain, which is several steps better than ordinary people, he can't figure out why Nils, whose real age is only 17 and has never cultivated martial arts, will have something exclusive to martial artists above ten stars such as True Yuan in his hands.
Unbelievable, incredible.
So much so that Nils put away Zhenyuan, turned around and walked through the horizontal city walls, and officially stepped into the Egyptian meat grinder, but he couldn't react.
When he came back to his senses, there was already no one in front of him, looking at the vast land in the distance, whether it was the goatee or the large group of assistant researchers behind him, no one dared to take a step forward.