Chapter 57: Big Ivan
"Mr. Mason, eat a little more spinach every day, and you can do it."
Zhang Yang quipped, and the people around him immediately shifted their targets and shouted again.
"That's right, Mr. Mason, buy a meal of spinach and immediately punch Zhang Yang and step on Thomas! By the way, and Ivanov! ”
"Mr. Mason, maybe you can study the relationship between spinach and strengthening the human body, maybe the next Nobel Prize will be yours!"
The laughter of the crowd provoked Mr. Mason's big hygienic eyes.
"Zhang Yang, you guy is so unreliable every time!"
"Who said that, I can last more than 30 seconds every time!" Zhang Yang said and exposed his right arm, showing off his small rudimentary biceps, which caused a lot of boos.
"Tut-tut, your muscles are much smaller than Ivanov's, and Ivanov's figure is amazing!"
"That's right, Thomas's muscles are also obvious."
"Zhang Yang, you've been dumped."
The surrounding discussion made Zhang Yang's face darken, and at this time, the little beautiful athlete Sara came up to give Zhang Yang a shot again. The white tender fingers poked at the flamboyant muscles, and then Sara said with a deep face.
"Zhang Yang, your muscles are really not as big as Ivan and the other two!"
was counterattacked by everyone one after another, and Zhang Yang was depressed and just wanted to vomit blood, especially the little beauty Sara, who looked harmless to people and animals, was the most hidden "muscle powder"!
"Cut! What's the use of muscles alone, it's a big stupid bear! ”
Before Zhang Yang's words fell, there was a sound of urns behind him. With a slightly weird English accent, he said, "Zhang, I just heard someone say I'm a bear?" ”
Zhang Yang's smug expression that had just emerged was instantly pulled down. The whole person's face was wrinkled into bitter melon, and when he turned around, he saw a sturdy man with a height of one meter eight or nine, wearing a camouflage vest, looking down at Zhang Yang condescendingly with a smile.
"Ivanov, you must have misheard, I said ... Right. That big stupid bear is Thomas! ”
"You say I'm Big Dumb Bear?"
Before Zhang Yang could finish speaking, Thomas, who had a black old face, walked out from behind Ivanov, and Zhang Yang looked at the combination of these two guys, one tall and one short. The expression on his face suddenly became as bitter as he coerced.
"You guys absolutely did it on purpose!.woowoo......"
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After a farce, everyone stood in their positions and waited for the game to begin, and the farce just now was just a small joke between everyone. It's very common on weekdays. It's just that Zhang Yang and Sara like to play tricks on people the most, but today Zhang Yang was sharply counterattacked by everyone, which can be regarded as making everyone angry.
Standing on the left of Zhang Yang, the official tall Ivanov, on the right hand is Morttenmo, a German polytechnic man, not far in front of them, several instructors have changed into official military uniforms and wear military ranks. The final discussion of the competition plan is underway.
"Hey, Zhang Yang."
Ivanov touched his shoulder without a trace. Seeing Zhang Yang turn his head, Ivan said in a low voice.
"When you wait for the next test, please show all your strength, and don't let me water out."
Zhang Yang nodded, in the usual training, everyone retained some strength, for fear of not being able to hold back and hurt the other party, while Zhang Yang suppressed his own strength, and after defeating Ivanov in a test, he firmly sat in the second place.
"I understand, then be careful yourself, my fist...... Some heavy. ”
Zhang Yang's face was solemn and said, this is not that he is showing off or stimulating the other party, he is telling the truth, and Ivanov had noticed that Zhang Yang did not show all his strength before, so he wanted to take this opportunity to give it a try.
This is the final selection of the official driver, and the result of the competition directly affects their future, like Jeff, they are not so anxious, anyway, it is a sure thing for them to become drivers, and this time the "Steel Fist" mecha is not completely suitable for them, so they are not in a hurry.
As long as they meet the selection criteria, they can be transformed into regular pilots at any time, and as long as the right mechs appear, they can immediately carry their guns into battle.
There were a few people between Thomas and Zhang Yang, who seemed to feel Zhang Yang and Ivanov's gaze, and the black market fighter nodded without a trace, understanding what Zhang Yang and the two meant.
In this competition, you have to show your own strength!
The restrictions of the game are very simple, first, it is not allowed to kill the opponent, or cause serious injuries, the point is stopped, and the injury process is limited to the minor injury level; Second, everyone draws lots to fight the final battle, abstains are allowed, and the final winner is determined until the final winner is determined, and the instructors conduct a comprehensive evaluation according to the results and the usual table xiàn to determine the final candidate.
However, because there is one more Beckett temporarily this time, the content of the game has changed, the first article remains the same, and in the second article, you can voluntarily sign up to challenge Beckett, regardless of victory or defeat, you may be selected to become the co-pilot of the "Dangerous Wanderer", and it does not affect the internal challenge of the candidate group, and abstention is allowed, which is obviously much easier than the strict requirements of the "Steel Fist" mecha, so half of them are aiming at the position of the "Wanderer" co-pilot.
Among the 10 people in Zhang Yang's group, there are 2 girls and 3 civilian boys, all of whom are not good at martial arts, so they are all running for the wanderers, and Jeff also shamelessly signed up and was ready to challenge Beckett, but Zhang Yang just looked at the registration form to challenge Beckett, and then directly chose to give up.
"Zhang Yang, are you sure you want to give up?"
An instructor who was more familiar with Zhang Yang persuaded Zhang Yang when he counted the registrations.
"According to your results, if you compete for the co-pilot of the "Dangerous Wanderer", the success rate is still very high! The base now only has Rangers and Steelfist needs new drivers, and Steelfist has a fierce competition rate, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you! ”
Zhang Yang looked at the instructor who was persuading him bitterly, smiled and said confidently.
"Instructor, even if I don't go to the Wanderer, I will definitely become a driver! Let's give this opportunity to others. ”
"You, hey! Whatever you want, just don't regret it when the time comes. ”
The instructor sighed and stopped dissuading Zhang Yang, and when he walked up to Thomas and Ivanov, both of them invariably chose to refuse!
The eyes of the three of them burst into a little spark, and all three of them had only one goal, that is, to compete for the pilot position of the "Steel Fist" mecha!
The three of them occupied the top three positions in the physical fitness rankings and had already met the overload requirements of the Steelfist mech, while another black track and field athlete from Jamaica chose to agree after hesitating for a long time.
He is not a person who has his own goals and obsessions in his heart, he is just an ordinary person, he wants to live a better life, wants to get ahead, and competes with the three people of Zhang Yang, the probability of passing guò is too low, but most of the people who sign up for the wanderers are some clerical jobs, and compared with these people, he still has some of them, so the track and field athlete finally chose the wanderer.
"Everyone has his own ambitions."
Zhang Yang just glanced at Usain, and then withdrew his gaze, since the other party was scared and gave up, he was not qualified to meet him on the battlefield.
When the enemy will show the sword, even if it is not defeated, it is necessary to try it, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, this is the mentality that a warrior should have, take the initiative to lower his identity to challenge the opponent who is weaker than himself, there is no right or wrong behavior, but on the battlefield, this is already a loser.
However, Zhang Yang can probably understand the other party's thoughts, and he is not reluctant, before others chatted and farted with him, the so-called release of water is just a formality, they are very clear about the gap between themselves and Zhang Yang's fierce opponents, so they do not have the luxury of winning For Zhang Yang, the real opponents are only Thomas and Ivanov.
The time pointed to 8:30, and General Pantcoster, dressed in a black suit, arrived, followed by Mazi and Beckett, with Mazi's authority, he must have known that Zhang Yang did not sign up to challenge Beckett, and his face was a little lost.
Zhang Yang turned his head to see Beckett, the two looked at each other, and then nodded slightly to each other.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today's test is related to your position, of course, this is not the end, one day you will have your own mecha, you are here, not only for glory, but also for a mission!"
Pantcoster went straight to the point, and the straightforward style of the soldiers was unobstructed, and then he looked at the instructors next to him, and nodded to indicate that he could start.
"The rules are clear to everyone, no killing, serious injury, maiming opponents, minor injuries are allowed, wooden weapons are allowed, and those who need it can wear protective gear, but if they get to the white spot, they will lose, and the internal competition of candidates will start first, and everyone will draw lots in random order to determine the order of appearance."
After the female instructor finished speaking, she took out a transparent glass box directly from behind her, inside which was a small ball made of a white opaque wax shell, which concealed the numbers 1-10, 1-2, 3-4, and arranged them one by one in this order.
Zhang Yang knew this female instructor and was responsible for teaching them theoretical teaching, Zhang Yang extracted the third, and when it was his turn, Zhang Yang directly touched a number casually, pinched open the wax pill, and there was a small ball of paper inside, on which a 6 was written with a black insoluble pen.
Zhang Yang raised his head, he didn't care if it was that number, No. 6 or six, but he didn't know that the unlucky guy drew the No. 5 lot.
When the 10 people were drawn in turn, the instructors counted the order of the draw, Ivanov drew the No. 1 lot, and the opponent was the unlucky NASA scientist Campbellton, this guy drew the No. 2 lot, and saw that his opponent was Ivanov, Campbellton's old face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter melon. (To be continued......)