Zhou Tianhong, who had just finished his daily training, sat on the bench and crossed his legs, watching the freshmen sweat like rain on the training ground with great interest.

Compared with the first batch of super students who are gradually accustomed to the life of the college, the freshmen who have been enrolled after the end of the defense of the southern capital are too much worse in terms of physical fitness, psychological quality and other aspects, and basically none of them can complete the daily quantitative training on time, so the dear seniors often stay in the training ground after completing the daily training, giggling and watching the performance of the juniors.

Looking at the bitterness that I tasted at the beginning, it is also a comfortable entertainment for those who come after me to taste it.

"Thanks to the luck of these rookies, Mr. Luo can't stay in the academy, and the senior instructor has been temporarily transferred out of the academy, otherwise, looking at them like this, it won't be as simple as sweating like rain, and the senior instructor is afraid that they will be beaten like blood." Zhou Tianhong said to his partner beside him, recalling the scene where the senior instructor of Gundam beat people, and shivered coldly.

"Yes, speaking of which, it seems that the senior instructors and Chandler instructors have been transferred out of the academy one after another." Ai Yingying looked worried, "Maybe, there will be another war?" ”

"Hit it, what are you afraid of? The instructors have long said that the magic tide is not over yet, and sooner or later there will be a second and third wave. Zhou Tianhong was eager to try, and his innate belligerent gene seemed to break through the cage and run out of the nucleus of his body.

When the first magic tide came, Zhou Tianhong, Ai Britain and others rushed out of the Olympic Sports Center with Yang Dong Shan Yun to participate in the defense of the southern capital, that experience made Zhou Tianhong no longer afraid of actual combat, and even every time he faced a dummy or honed his combat skills in the dream battlefield, Zhou Tianhong would miss the battlefield full of flesh and blood.

The smell of gunpowder, which is a mixture of burnt and bloody, is more obsessive and addictive than the nicotine in tobacco.

"Nope." Ai Ying shook his head, his tone more solemn, "I heard that this time it is likely not to fight with the demon tide, but to start an all-out war with the mutants, and if one is not handled well, it may even cause a third world war." ”

"Hey, pull it down, it's still World War III, who did you listen to?" Zhou Tianhong pursed the corners of his lips and dismissed.

Ai Yingying glanced at him with strange eyes and said a name: "Yang Dong." ”

"Oh."

Zhou Tianhong answered, didn't speak again, raised his head and continued to watch the younger students lying on the training ground tired and "crawling forward".

After a while, Zhou Tianhong turned his head and said to Ai Yingying: "Although the outbreak of the first two world wars had various reasons such as untimely information transmission, in the final analysis, it was the uneven distribution of interests that led to the outbreak of war. For example, you see, Mr. Shu said that just after the invasion of Rwanda in 98, Rwanda seized coltan, and Rwanda can earn more than 200 million US dollars a year by launching a war to plunder the ore, which seems to be a lot, but what? In the trade of China, the United States and other major trading countries in a peaceful environment, the profit of any day of trade is more than the annual profit of the ore veins that Rwanda has worked so hard to grab......"

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't interject, listen to me. Therefore, for the time being, countries will not choose to start a world war when the economy is still maintaining uninterrupted and high-speed growth because of the problem of interests, and at most it will be a local war confined to the territory of a country, so it is not unreasonable for me to say that the third world war will not break out, but now there is an unknown strong enemy outside the human race that is about to invade, and there are mutants inside to make trouble, which is a more serious problem of survival than the problem of interests. ”

Ai Yingying was taken aback, and after listening to Zhou Tianhong's words, he couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and he inadvertently said a few casual words of dialogue only to find that the original Super Academy had changed not only everyone's physical fitness and combat effectiveness, but also vision and knowledge reserves.

Zhou Tianhong didn't look at Ai Yingying's face, and continued: "Once the war is ignited, perhaps it may really turn into a third world war with the help of certain forces...... Well, Yang Dong is right. ”

Ai Yingying tried to hold back a smile, in fact, Yang Dong didn't say those words to him at all, they were all made up by Ai Yingying temporarily.

Zhou Tianhong has always been convinced of Yang Dong, as long as Yang Dong throws out opposing views on anything, Zhou Tianhong will immediately change his banner. It's the same this time, originally Ai Yingying just casually raised his concerns, but after being refuted by Zhou Tianhong, Ai Yingying was slightly annoyed, so he casually made up a lie, but he didn't expect Zhou Tianhong to say so many big truths.

It's just that the more Zhou Tianhong says, the more reasonable it is, the more Ai Yingying wants to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhou Tianhong asked.

"What? Did I laugh? You read it wrong. Ai Yingying continued to hold back a smile, holding back, and finally lost his smile, and sighed with sadness: "Alas, the world war." ”

Zhou Tianhong looked up at the imaginary direction of his hometown—because he still didn't know where he was, so he could only imagine one direction—and sighed.

"Hey, a world war."

"It's scary to think about."

"Hmmm......"

"If we really go to war with the mutants, will we go to war?" Ai Yingying said this in a much lower voice, more like he was talking to himself, "We are still cadets, we haven't graduated yet, many of us are not ready, we shouldn't go to the battlefield, right?" ”

"Didn't we go to the battlefield the same last time to defend the southern capital? We were all rookies back then! It depends on what you think. I remember that it was stated in the student handbook that as long as you can graduate from the college with enough total credits, then the college will not interfere with the graduates' career choices, right? Since it doesn't even interfere with the career choices of graduates, there is no reason why cadets would be forcibly conscripted into battle, right? To put it mildly, we are all rookies in the eyes of the instructors, and we may still be cumbersome on the battlefield. Zhou Tianhong said that this was actually a little lost, he heard that the war was about to break out, but he was ready to move, and he wanted to immediately change into his uniform and go to the front.

"Who knows." Ai Yingying's worries have not been alleviated by half, "Maybe students with special abilities will be forcibly recruited, maybe...... Maybe after the war situation is bad to a certain extent, our combat power will be thrown into the battlefield like a meat grinder, isn't it the same when the Chinese warlords were fighting in the past, and the teenage children were also caught in the barracks to be baby soldiers and cannon fodder. ”

"Fuck your shit." Zhou Tianhong scolded, "Are the Council of the Awakened and the Huaxia Mansion the same thing as the previous warlords?" Besides, our combat effectiveness is not as good as an armored platoon, and we are not qualified to be cannon fodder. Gotta not talk nonsense with you here, let's go. ”

After Zhou Tianhong finished speaking, he got up and left, Ai Yingying was bored with himself, he was embarrassed to follow, he sat on the bench by himself, looking at the freshmen soaked in sweat and tears on the training ground, stunned.

"World War, Ah......"

"Ugh."