After going around and around, Mu Shaoan finally fulfilled the regret of not being able to enter the new barracks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The sun is shining outside, the sky is blue, and you can see green trees and red flowers, and the environment is good.

It's a quadruple room, a bit like a dorm room in a university, and everyone is given a desk, wardrobe, and a bathroom, which is in excellent condition.

There was no one else in the room, and it was quiet outside, but the sound of basketball was heard from time to time in the distance.

Mu Shaoan looked at it for a while, and then opened his own wardrobe, as expected, it was a set of recruit uniforms, but in terms of fabrics and handwork, it was far superior to the fourth war zone.

The chest of this uniform is marked with his latent new number, A-652233, the name is Zhou Chen, after changing into the uniform, a completely different face from him appeared in the wardrobe mirror, about thirty-four or five years old, bald, thick eyebrows, garlic nose, thick lips, and a scar on his face, looking a little fierce.

There was also a backpack in the closet, which contained twelve Chaos Gold Coins, two bottles of mineral water, a bag of marching rations, a bag of expired sauce beef, and a large bag of compressed biscuits.

This house is a little shabby.

But then when Mu Shaoan opened his latent attribute template, he smiled bitterly again, and sure enough, his strength was directly compressed to E-level.

The values of all combat skills have been compressed to 149 points, and the bloodline skill Dragon's Roar is temporarily unusable, and the Phantom Assault is temporarily unusable.

It's still a heavy hit, but it's suppressed at lv3.

Fortunately, with such strength, it is enough to beat all the recruits in the recruit camp in Area F, otherwise what is it called lurking?

"Woooooo

The sound of the train whistle suddenly sounded, which was a bit familiar, there was no doubt that the seven-day anti-virus task had ended, and soon the quiet and empty playground outside was lively, and the corridors also sounded the sound of hula footsteps, like a dormitory after a night of self-study.

It's noisy.

The door was violently kicked open, and a slim, but quite resilient and explosive woman walked in, about thirty years old, dressed in camouflage and carrying a sniper rifle, very cool and tugging.

Is this a mixed house?

The Sixth War Zone is so welfare.

Slobber.

Behind this camouflage woman, there are two delicate little girls, but they are also very imposing.

The three of them looked at Mu Shao'an like monsters, and after a long time, the royal sister who was the leader said lightly: "New here?"

"That's right, hello, my name is—"

"Get out!"

"What?" Mu Shaoan plucked out his ears, almost thinking that he had misheard.

"I said it, get out!"

The woman pulled the sniper rifle against Mu Shaoan's skull with a loud noise, and the action was a little cool, but that's it.

Mu Shaoan even had time to whistle, and then he shot out instantly and snatched the whiteboard sniper rifle, the woman reacted quickly, and her tense long legs snapped over, fast and ruthless.

Carrying it reluctantly with his shoulder, the next moment Mu Shaoan threw it out and slammed it on the bed opposite, and when the other party still wanted to jump up, the muzzle of the sniper rifle in his hand pressed against the woman's forehead sooner or later.

"Next time, remember to say the word 'please.'" ”

A second later, Mu Shaoan threw the sniper rifle back, turned around and picked up his backpack and walked out of the room, it was just a small episode, or the bad taste of the S-712.

Pointless.

There are still a lot of rooms outside, but there are also a lot of recruits here, and it can be seen that these are all the best in the recruit camp, all of them are arrogant and arrogant, and they are dragged to 2580,000, of course, there are also old and stable and low-key people.

Mu Shao'an's task is to be lurking, so of course he doesn't want to be in the limelight, or is it interesting to be in front of this group of recruits?

It's also a price drop, right?

After climbing three floors, he found a dormitory that was willing to accept him, and the others were either full of people, or were occupied by gangs, but this was nothing, the point was that the quality of this new barracks was so high, there were many people, and there were many excellent recruits, among which Mu Shaoan obviously saw more than a hundred soldiers.

And it's definitely active-duty soldiers, it seems that they came in as a formation, because the average age of these soldiers is not much different, and the dormitories are all together.

But unfortunately, all of them are of European and American races, and there are not many Chinese ethnic groups.

Of course, it doesn't matter, no matter how much you gang up in the new barracks, the LAN in Area E will still be scattered.

His new roommates were two ordinary-looking guys, a slightly chubby Mexican-American and a skinny Italian with glasses.

The other party was very low-key and silent, and he didn't even introduce himself.

Even when Mu Shaoan asked him if he could live in, the other party just nodded.

The next is really a boring life, and training is required every day in the boot camp, but it is not mandatory, and theoretically you can do anything.

Mu Shaoan finally understood what S-712 said, he had time to rest.

So for the first three days, he just lay on the bed and covered his head and slept to make up for the sleep he owed in the 404 world for 29 years.

But on the fourth day, he couldn't help it, because he was hungry, damn S-712, and the food he had prepared was not only rubbish, but also so small.

As a last resort, Mu Shaoan could only kick the flip-flops, and walked downstairs sleepily, the first floor is the restaurant, which is good, and the decoration is very luxurious, there are all kinds of big meals to choose from, just a little, you have to pay for it.

Mu Shao'an inquired for a long time before he poured everything he had, and used his 12 Chaos Gold Coins to buy a hot dog, grass, this is not enough to eat!

The hardest thing he could endure in his life was hunger.

Especially when you can see a wide variety of food but you can't eat it.

What to do?

It's going to take three days to get into the mission world, okay, this damn lurk quest.

Mu Shaoan stood up and looked around, wondering if he should rob a few fat chickens?

"I'm so sorry for the inappropriate remarks on that day, sir, may I sit here?"

A woman's voice sounded, but it was the barbaric woman from three days ago, at this moment she was not wearing sunglasses, and she did not have the kind of breath that had just left the battlefield, full of war smoke, a big wave, flaming red lips, and a camouflage uniform could not stop the front and back curve, the waves were turbulent, and the wild nature was difficult to train!

But what really attracted Mu Shaoan the most was the plate of roast goose in the woman's hand.

"If this is an apology, then I will be disrespectful. Mu Shaoan didn't say a word, grabbed the roast goose and munched on it, so comfortable.

The woman sat down opposite, looked at his eating appearance, suddenly sighed, and whispered in an inaudible voice: "Mu Shao'an, you are enough, why did I meet you, a pig teammate? Have you been sleeping with your head covered for the past three days or what? I have contacted you twelve times, why don't you respond!"

"Ahem, what are you talking about?"

Mu Shaoan almost choked. (To be continued.) )