On the second day of the training camp, at 7 o'clock in the morning.

Compared with yesterday morning, when I was waiting in line at five o'clock in the morning, there was no one on the training ground today.

However, at seven o'clock, groups of clay figurines carried clay sticks and quietly poured into the dormitory of the weirs.

Then in a dull thrashing, wailing and crying, the beautiful day began again.

The weirs who were "woken up" by the mud figurines sat at the table in the rest area with blue noses and swollen faces, looking at the food in front of them lifelessly, and their eyes were dull.

"You have 30 seconds to eat, and in 30 seconds the first division training begins. ”

John took a moment to look at the time, and kindly reminded the silent protesters of the weir.

"Instructor!"

"I'm going to give up! I'm going home!"

A man whose eyes were swollen and couldn't see the weir silently raised his hand and said with a crying voice: "Didn't you say that we can quit at any time?"

"Oh, it's okay to quit"

John confirmed seriously, "But are you sure you want to quit?"

"Yes! I'm going to quit ̄Made, I've had enough!"

Swollen eyes soaked into the weir and stood up violently, roaring angrily: "Lao Tzu is here to learn how to become a hermit, not to be a human flesh sandbag."

"You can quit at any time, but you've already read the 'Training Instructions' before, right?"

John glanced sympathetically at the swollen eyes of the emotional breakdown, and kindly reminded him: "If you don't learn any skills in the base, you can indeed quit at any time, but if you learn skills, you have to return the skills you have learned before you can quit, you know this, right?"

Swollen eyes were stunned: "I've learned everything, how can I return it?"

"Originally, our hermit would have had a 'amnestic' device. ”

"However, the Area 23 base is still under construction, and amnestic equipment has not yet been installed. ”

John lamented: "So you can only use more primitive means to clear the memory of the skills you have learned." ”

The swollen eye bubbles began to feel bad: "What is the more 'primitive' method?"

"It's easy!"

John pointed to the four clay figurines that had begun to walk towards the swollen eye bubbles: "Just hammer until you lose your memory." ”

"No, no, no, I'm not quitting!"

Swollen eyes bubble shocked: "I think I can hold on for a while longer!ah!"

The four clay figurines didn't listen to his explanation and grabbed him, so frightened that he jumped up quickly and subconsciously wanted to escape.

But when he saw the clay figurines in a circle of human walls around the rest area, he pulled out the clay sticks with a brush, and then stopped decisively, quickly pulled out the wooden knife he carried with him, and fought with the four clay figurines who caught up.

The scene of the fierce battle frightened the other people who originally had the same mind and did not dare to say anything, and watched the four clay figurines beating up the swollen eye bubbles.

What is surprising is that although the swollen eye bubbles that were beaten were very embarrassed, and the body that was pumped by the clay stick "bang bang bang" was dusted, but he carried it and killed a clay figurine, and after the pressure was relaxed, he actually cut off the heads of the remaining three clay figurines like electricity.

“”

The whole nest was silent, and the swollen eye bubbles themselves were stunned.

Yesterday he was just a two-dimensional anime house with no power.

Even if you learn all kinds of swordsmanship, you can only be pressed to the ground by a clay figurine and rubbed until it smokes.

But just after sleeping sorely, he was able to beat the four clay figurines with one pick of four?

Suddenly realizing something, the swollen eye bubble became excited, and shouted: "Instructor officer, I'm not quitting! I understand."

"Didn't you say it sooner?"

"I've submitted your withdrawal request!"

But John said with a regretful face: "The amnestics program can't be stopped from the beginning, and if you say that you will hammer to amnesia, you will hammer to amnesia!"

All the weir collective sweating, is it so rigid?

"Help!"

When he saw the eight clay figurines walking towards him, he screamed miserably, and shouted at the other three teammates who were with him: "Come and help me!"

"I don't think they have time to help you"

John glanced at the time on his smartwatch: "It's past breakfast time, official training, begin!"

The group of clay figurines that were originally standing still pulled out the clay sticks with a brush, and then pounced on the weir who was still sitting at the table of four people with a green face!

But what is amazing is that the weirs who were still at a disadvantage in the melee with the clay figurines yesterday were caught off guard.

But like swollen eye bubbles, after a good night's sleep, they seemed to absorb the combat experience of yesterday's day and turned it into their own combat instincts!

Far faster than expected, he destroyed the same number of clay figurines as himself, and he basically didn't suffer any serious damage!

All the weirs looked at their hands in disbelief, then at the companions around them, and then at the torn clay figurines on the ground, and couldn't believe that they did it!

"Good! Good job! Better than yesterday!"

John clapped his hands approvingly and said with a smile, "It looks like we can enter the second stage!"

Wait! Phase II? What Phase II?

All the weirs were alarmed, and the clay figurines on the ground were soon restored to their original state.

Only this time, the image of the clay figurines seems to have undergone some changes,

Originally, they were just mud men with thick human form, but now they have become much more elaborate after recovery.

There is a battle suit on his body that is the same as that of the weirs, and his hands are no longer just clay sticks, but katanas!

Although they are still made of clay and are not lethal, the movements of these clay figurines are obviously more flexible, and the attack is no longer just a mechanical wielding of the clay stick to beat, but uses all kinds of attack tricks like the weirs!

As a result, the battle situation returned to the starting point of the abuse of the weirs, and the joyful howl sounded in the underground space again, and it was another energetic day

On the third day of the training camp, at one o'clock in the middle of the night, there were still six obliques before the start of the training camp.

A group of nimble figures like wild cats hunting at night quietly appeared in front of the weir dormitory.

The sound of pain from the mouth and nose covered came from the dormitories, until a roar of rage sounded, waking up all the sleeping people, and a complete attack began

After half a slope, the clay assassins who attacked at night were cleared, and the weirs who were in pain sat for a while, but there was no hermit to heal their wounds in the middle of the night, so they had to stay up until morning.