After the big head sticker selfie pose, there was no scissor hand, the popular gesture for taking pictures, as Chen Quan thought.

Out of the need to complete the task, everyone is still very obedient to follow the blackface instructor to gesture, the style and discipline are leveraged, such gestures with each person's different faces, it looks completely different senses.

Sometimes, a simple thing, after doing too many repetitive actions, plus the action is done collectively.

Once all the action is on one beat and everyone is in sync, things suddenly become different.

It seems that an ordinary action has been given a different accident, and it looks very solemn.

The second day is to add this one prostration, and then repeat the simple content of the first day.

When it was evening, people began to move.

Chen Quan lay in bed for less than half an hour when a small group set out.

A group of eight of them sneaked out of the tent.

After they went out, Chen Quan got up and went to the door of the tent to secretly observe what they would do and what they would encounter.

There was no one guarding the tent outside, the instructors were in another tent, and there must have been someone guarding the barbed wire, and there were four watchtowers in the four corners of the barbed wire, with four lights on them, and the lights were scanning the area back and forth.

The eight men walked out against the edge of the tent, and a door in the barbed wire fence to the east to avoid the lights from the watchtowers at the four corners, and they felt to the east.

"Woohoo!"

Just as the eight of them were about to leave the edge of the tent, there was a sudden dog barking from inside the tent where the instructors were.

Chen Quan was stunned when he heard the barking of the dog.

it! There are dogs!

He has been here for two days, and he has been observing the situation in the camp, and he has not found any dogs in the camp at all.

As soon as the dog barks, things go bad.

The camp was lit up, and the instructors were all pouring out of their tents, while the whistles were dripping.

"Assemble! Gather! Everyone's assembled! The black-faced instructor roared angrily.

Chen Quan didn't run out immediately, but slowed down, and when everyone started to go out, he was caught in the middle.

The eight people who were going to act had already been caught by the instructors and knelt on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs.

Chen Quan found that several of them were very dark, and the instructor directly shone a strong flashlight on their faces.

"You want to run away, you want to be deserters?"

The black-faced instructor kicked a person in the chest, directly knocking the person to the ground.

"Shoot them all!"

The black-faced instructor roared: "From today onwards, you have not rested, all of you have trained me, and after seven days, you are lucky to be alive." ”

"Instructor, we were wrong, give us a chance!"

Hearing the black-faced instructor say that he was going to shoot them, these eight people immediately panicked and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Shoot!" The black-faced instructor ordered expressionlessly.

Eight pistols were pressed against the back of the heads of these eight people, and Chen Quan even saw that some of them were sweating profusely on their foreheads, and several of them were even trembling.

Seeing these people's performance like this, Chen Quan was very puzzled.

As for it?

Is it necessary to be so afraid?

No matter how much you treat this game as your life, can't you still be resurrected after you die?

Even if you die once, it's only a thousand points.

"Bang bang bang-"

After eight gunshots, all eight of them were shot in the head at close range, and their bodies fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

It was very quiet for a while.

Chen Quan found that many of the people around him had a concerned expression.

Isn't there something wrong with these people?,Isn't it normal to die in the game? How can so many people still play this game when they are so afraid of death?

However, Chen Quan thought about it and thought about it from another perspective, would he be afraid if he faced such a death scene?

It's a game, but the realism here is just too high.

If someone is really killed in the game, then it is also necessary to experience death realistically.

There is a great terror between life and death!

Chen Quan has not really experienced death, no matter how strong his heart is, he will not be mentally retarded enough to want to experience what death is.

Of course, it may be that he himself is not strong enough.

"Anyone who wants to be a deserter has only one end, and that is to be shot." The black-faced instructor brandished the pistol in his hand and shouted at the remaining ninety-two.

"As punishment for you, you will have no day off."

"At the same time, I will randomly select nine people to act as supervisors to supervise the behavior of everyone, anyone who does not bow between meetings, and anyone who does not follow the training rules."

"All nine supervisors can report to me, and if they report one person, the supervisor can rest for an extra hour."

“……”

The black-faced instructor took out something new, and when Chen Quan heard it, he felt that it was still a very small pediatric method.

Isn't this what the class teacher often uses in school?

Pick a few obedient teachers and students, and report the situation of some people in the class to the class teacher from time to time.

However, although this method is very small, I have to admit that this method is very practical and effective.

Chen Quan could predict that the next nine selected people would definitely become the target of public criticism.

"You, you, and you...... You...... The one over there...... And you ......."

Black-faced instructors walked around the queue, randomly picking personnel.

Soon he picked out eight people, and when he came to Chen Quan's side, Chen Quan did not squint and did not show the slightest abnormality.

Chen Quan hoped that the blackface instructor would ignore him and not choose himself to be a supervisor of the hell.

The black-faced instructor paused in front of Chen Quan, and then continued to walk forward.

After the black-faced instructor left, Chen Quan secretly sweated, but fortunately, the black-faced instructor didn't choose himself.

"You, a total of nine overseers have been chosen!"

When he felt a poke in the back, he heard the voice of the black-faced instructor coming from behind him.

Chen Quan looked stunned!

It's really a dog, and I'm really afraid of something.

Did the black-faced instructor see something?

This special NPC ability is too powerful, right?

What made Chen Quan even more puzzled was that this black-faced instructor actually put his ear close to his ear and said something that puzzled him.

"I smell the familiarity in you, I hope you behave well and don't let us down!"

Familiar taste?

Don't let us down?

Chen Quan was confused, what smell on my body is familiar to you? I won't let you down, who are you?