Toru Asada laughed and said that he probably opened a sinkhole in his brain, and he had to see some kind of life drama from a pile of dead things.

Especially in the middle of a pile of heavy equipment that has been bathed in blood and has been impassioned all over his body, the soulless thing on his body seems to be some kind of human joke.

Even the hot sweat mixed with the smell of rancid oranges was funny.

In the final analysis, Toru Asada is still insulated from the enthusiasm in his bones, and he doesn't realize it at all when he jokes and plays every day, but in this kind of test that challenges the limits of physical fitness, he is mixed in the middle of a group of young people with persistent and determined eyes, and he is as abrupt as a lone wolf who has entered the Erha group.

Still not tired enough, and still in the mood to be cranky - after a few people next to him chattered and ran away, this sense of silence became especially strong, as if it took away the lively air around them.

Toru Asada looked back and forth at the contemporaries around him, a group of twenty-two-year-old young people gritted their teeth and sweated like rain, running towards the finish line without stopping, even the five guys who hit the head were staring at the front with burning eyes.

He couldn't hold back for a second.

To be honest, whether a person is excellent or not cannot be generalized by performance, obviously standing on the same track, everyone else is for the finish, only themselves are just to finish the process.

Even if he is the first in the police academy, at this time, he feels that he is far inferior to anyone on the field.

"Toru Asada, you should run faster-have you fed all the rice you ate to the dogs-"

The brown-haired young man suddenly came back to his senses, and the five people in front of him were already standing at the end of the line, shouting to him with a defiant face, when a person next to him passed by him at the same time, and the shield rubbed out a dull "clang".

Toru Asada smiled, changed the shield to his left hand, and deliberately freed his right hand replied to Matsuda Jinpei, who shouted the most fiercely, with a friendly gesture for international generals.

Forget it, it's easy to go bald prematurely if you think too much, and the wig he prepared for the Onizuka instructor is not ready to be used on the top of his head.

Speaking of which, my stomach suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, it couldn't be that the supper I stole from Jinpei's dormitory yesterday had gone bad.

- Go back and let Jinping pay for the medical expenses, Toru Asada made a noise in his heart, and rushed to the finish line in succession for several periods.

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Even though the design of heavy equipment combining police cloth armor and fine iron has greatly improved the mobility of combat personnel, after a marathon with more than 20 kilograms of weight on their backs, normal human beings have to be paralyzed softer than the organic fertilizer used to water flower beds outside the main building of the police academy.

At least at the moment there were only six two-legged animals left in the playground, and they were in the same good spirits as they usually fought and made trouble.

Kenji Hagiwara even had the leisure to use a group of panting contemporaries as a background board, and posed a heroic pose in the boiling heatwave, saying that he would take the photos to the girls to share with them at the next friendship.

I don't know how the contemporaries who are the background board feel about this, but they can only make an appointment with the five of them every time they meet, and the rest of the boys can hide from him faster than carrots and rabbits.

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"—get out of here, little bunnies."

As soon as the heavy equipment training was over, the instructor immediately waved his hand to disband this group of stinky boys on the spot, and let them take a bath and dry rice.

Anyway, this kind of training is nothing more than to enhance the physical fitness of the students and sharpen the will of the future police officers, but the vast majority of people here will not enter the SAT Surprise Attack Force in the future, and it is difficult to encounter any big scenes that require the use of heavy equipment-

The law and order in the eastern city has always been very good, the circulation of gunpowder is restricted, the gun control is strict, there are no hostage-taking cases, no one robs banks, and the bomb case only exists in legends, and it is impossible to explode a single one a year.

The top of the police community has always been very confident in this.

Even if the above-mentioned vicious cases really happen, it will not be the turn of the special forces to meddle in their affairs.

The top of the police community is particularly confident in this.

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And then the next second-

"Matsuda Jinhei, you get back to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu asked you to return the equipment, not the parts! ”

The ghost doesn't know how Matsuda Jinpei managed to turn the armor into a sheet structure.

"Ha-ah, I'm not pretending!"

Matsuda squeezed his eyes at a few of the same time, hinting that they remembered to give him a packed dinner, and quickly reinstalled the helmet and armor in his hands, and stood up and scolded with absent-minded expressions.

Okay, the twenty-two-year-old half-boy is more loyal to rice than honor, and he needs to be kind to their stomachs—the remaining five contemporaries with a clear conscience walked to the door, handed the dirty clothes they had changed to the cleaning company as usual, and then secretly discussed how many carrots to add to Matsuda's dinner today.

It is impossible to have meat with meat, and the meat in a set meal in the canteen is not enough to stuff the teeth after being divided by five people, at most add some high-fiber and low-protein food to the lunch box to make up the number, so that it can barely get by.

Toru Asada and Zero Eyes, who usually fight each other without sparing any effort, suddenly reached a high degree of consistency in the matter of pit formation.

I've confirmed that it's someone who wants to make trouble.

Toru Asada pointed to Matsuda Jinpei's lunch box and made a gesture to divide the spoils.

Zero immediately pulled the vegetable chop in the lunch box away, and the tip of the chopsticks aimed at the best pork chop.

Kenji Hagiwara ostensibly stopped and snatched the two pieces of fish at a rapid pace.

Even Date Hang happily put the last bit of meat into his bowl.

In the end, it was the conscience of the world that Zhu Jingguang really couldn't go away, and restored the vegetables that were pulled into a mess by the same period to the original appearance of the standard set meal.

In order to prevent Matsuda from running out of food, he asked for a carrot salad from the window and put it in the lunch box to make up the numbers, ensuring that Matsuda would never see that meat had ever appeared in this set meal.

Of course, this group of people is particularly intimate in subtle places, and they use clean chopsticks when distributing the spoils.

Matsuda Jinpei: ......

Haunted screams rang out from the dormitory building that night.

Later, Chieko Ueno, chief editor of the Police Academy Daily, described the incident as follows:

[It is reported that that night, Matsuda Jin felt the annihilation of human nature and the degradation of morality the moment he received the lunch box, chased five people and scolded for four streets, scared a child into tears, crashed two broken three-wheelers, and at least six families pushed open the windows and muttered how a mad dog was biting.

…… Mr. Asada, an enthusiastic alumnus, claimed that it was a violent incident caused by the excessive distribution of spoils, but fortunately there were no casualties during the incident.

…… This testimony has now been corroborated by four eyewitnesses, including Mr. Hagiwara and Mr. Date.

…… In an interview, the victim, Matsuda Mouhei, said that the people involved had reached an out-of-court settlement under the transaction of five late-night snacks.

——The Police Academy Daily continues to track and report for you]

It is said that the publication of that day broke through the historical peak of sales and is still in the library of the Police Academy ten years later.