I don't know how long I slept, but Hu Biao and others, who were originally asleep, were suddenly awakened.

Because in their brains, the sound of the keyboard of an old-fashioned typewriter was ringing in their brains again.

At the same time, there is also a subtitle that slowly appears in my mind:

"Congratulations to Trainee Commander Hu Biao, congratulations to the other trialists, the second phase of this mission has been officially released.

The first and second stages of the mission, the last stage of this mission, can be completed immediately back to the modern plane to receive rich rewards.

Second, the mission specifically requires that you survive from now until 11 o'clock at night three days later.

If all personnel are killed, the mission is considered a complete failure.

Third, during the mission, all personnel participating in this trial mission are limited to a range of 30 kilometers from Qiuzi City and the surrounding area.

Any personnel outside of the area will be immediately terminated.

Fourth, during the mission, all trial personnel are regarded as a whole and a team, if the trainee commander Hu Biao dies in battle, it will be regarded as a mission failure, and the other survivors will be punished by the erasure of all personnel.

Finally, I wish you all the best of luck. ”

In such a situation that suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, Hu Biao and the others sat up in great surprise and looked at each other.

For the rest of the day, the creatures couldn't sleep any longer.

Beginning to mutter, they discussed the tasks of the second stage, and soon reached a consensus:

Since he is a rookie, if he wants to get through such a task, he can only try to hug Tang Jun's thighs.

Then honestly, you must stay until the time required by the task arrives three days later.

Because they all want to go home, even if they go back to pick up bottles and live, it seems that the quality of life is much better than in this bad world.

Of course, after a group discussion.

There are also a small number of thoughtful netizens who are already silently thinking about other things.

For example, Yang Dongli was thinking, the beginning of this system task was indeed a bit nonsense, but now it has obviously entered a normal rhythm.

And this situation is clearly a crisis, but at the same time a huge opportunity.

I don't know how many dead people who could only pick their noses and poogniers on the street, relying on this opportunity to become a Mercedes-Benz boss.

So the question is, is there a way to get the identity and authority of Hu Biao's trainee commander to his brain.

As for whether it is kind or not? Yang Dongli, who is accustomed to cheating on the competition scene for a list, has no psychological pressure at all.

The college student with good family conditions and relations, and Gangzi, who is still the vice chairman of the student union, instinctively wants to hold the commander in his hands.

Because according to his ears and eyes since he was a child, he knows too well that such an identity and status can play an amazing role at a critical time.

It's just how do you do it to achieve your goal?

In the end, after thinking about it, Yang Dongli and several others coincidentally decided in their hearts: don't act rashly first, everything is to see the situation.

It's just that after a while, they will realize that they have thought of everything too simply......

When the sky was just dawning, because they had discussed it for too long last night, Hu Biao and the others who had been tossing until the second half of the night were still asleep.

Suddenly, under the impact of 'dong ~', these guys who had been frightened in recent days were immediately awakened.

Then, they could see the scar-faced man, who was already standing in the doorway with several people.

The neatly dressed, but obviously scarred armor body, the waist was still straight, and the mouth shouted in a loud voice:

"Guo Shuai has an order.

From today onwards, you and 21 others will be incorporated into the Second Cavalry Team under the command of the Xuange Battalion of the Tang Wuwei Army; Hunger is your team, the big one is called Zhang Tiezhu, you just call me Zhang Tou like these fools.

Xiucai, register them in the military register immediately.

The hands and feet are sharper, and the Tubo army is about to attack in the near future, and our second team will take these dolls to prepare the city defense and prepare for the big battle. ”

Before the voice fell, a dry old man who was not wearing a battle armor sat down cross-legged in front of a low table at the door, took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and began to grind the ink.

At the same time, he pointed at Hu Biao and asked:

"Who is the surname and place of origin~"

Faced with such a problem, Hu Biao didn't react for a while; After hearing the saying that 'the Tibetan army is about to attack soon', his head was numb.

If it had been before last night, they would still be able to cheer for finally hugging Tang Jun's thigh; But because of the second phase of the mission released by the system last night, they can't take care of these.

Not a day? How many days is this, and there are no more than 3 days for the system they asked to continue to stay.

Immediately, Hu Biao asked the most critical question: "Zhang Tou, how many days will those Tubo people be killed?" ”

"I heard Captain Wang say, at least five or six days left, right? What are you afraid of, it's nothing more than a battle. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Tiezhu replied casually.

Then, he scolded angrily in his mouth, and the loud voice was afraid that most of the military camp could hear it: "What are you doing slowly, quickly get on the military register, there are still many things waiting for you to do your work." ”

In such scolding, Hu Biao and others were greatly relieved.

As long as they are not allowed to participate in the war of the Tibetan army, then everything is easy to say; Things like registration, hard work, etc., are completely acceptable.

Based on this idea, Hu Biao said happily to Xiucai: "Hu Biao, a native of Baoqing, Hunan. ”

After finishing speaking, Hu Biao reacted, in the Tang Dynasty, I am afraid that there is no concept and statement of Hunan; But it seems that what the system should have taken some kind of intervention.

Because after Xiucai heard this, he didn't have any surprised expression.

In the rapid writing of the brush in his hand, the content written is a long string:

Hu Biao, a native of Shaozhou, the Governor of Tanzhou, West Dao, Jiangnan, lives in XXXX, has a family of 5, the second in line, and his father Hu Jianguo~

When Xiucai registered, another Tang Jun on the side handed over a set of personal equipment including shoes and socks, underwear, and outer robes to Hu Biao.

However, there is no kind of armor made of iron pieces on Zhang Tiezhu and others.

In addition, these weapons have not been distributed.

In response to such a thing, Hu Biao originally wanted to ask why he didn't match us with armor? And where are our blades?

But after thinking that they were only going to run away for three days, and that the armor and weapons they had received were not only useless, but a huge burden, he resolutely closed his mouth.

In the following time, other netizens also began to register and receive clothes.

It should be noted that when the little white-collar worker who followed Hu Biao forward, he didn't know what he thought of when he opened his mouth to report his name, and the words that originally came to his lips were changed to:

"AT, a Sioux native of the bulk province."

Xiucai licked the tip of the forked brush, and while continuing to record, he also muttered a sentence in his mouth: "Kicked? It's strange, and there are people with surnames? ”

However, it did not prevent him from recording the above content one by one with a beautiful small seal.

Seeing this, the netizens in the back immediately reacted: Good guy! Don't look at the big eyebrows and big eyes of the little white-collar workers, they have a lot of thoughts.

This is to hide his real name and give himself a code name.

And is such an approach really necessary? Of course, according to the experience in the online article, no matter how cautious you are after encountering the system, it is not too much.

So in the time that followed, everyone did the same.

For example: Liu Bo, a middle-aged electrician, gave himself a code name called 'Xufeng'.

Yang Dongli is holding his neck, and Xiucai emphasizes that his big name is 'Lao Yang'.

The fat man Phantom Sheng, who weighed more than 200 pounds, gave himself the pseudonym of 'Huang Yizhi', and the warehouse manager combined with his profession and still reported a code name of 'warehouse management'.

Zhang Yunxiang, the little brother of the sewage treatment plant, decided to call it 'Wolf Qing' after thinking for a while, and Yang Tianzhi, that is, the male nurse, reported a code name of 'Fengrui'.

There are also many lazy netizens, such as Gangzi, who directly reported their screen names.

For a while, the name on the military book was very strange.

******

After some research, Hu Biao and the others finally changed into the military uniforms of the Tang Army smoothly, and then walked out of the earthen house where they had stayed overnight last night empty-handed and came to the barracks.

The next thing is, naturally, after eating breakfast, to start a three-day coolie life as a cow and a horse.

It's just that after walking out of the door of the room for a few steps, Hu Biao suddenly stopped his steps as if he was stupid.

Xu Feng, who was following him at the time, was still looking down and sorting out the Tang Dynasty pants that were not at all comfortable and accustomed to while walking.

If you don't pay attention, you hit Hu Biao's back headlong.

Stumbling, Xu Feng, who almost fell, planned to open his mouth and greet Hu Biao well; But when I looked up, I was also petrified.

And this situation is definitely not only these two people.

A group of netizens counted one by one, and soon they all had such an expression.

Because in the early morning sun, they could see that in a huge military camp, thousands of Tang Army soldiers were all old soldiers with white beards.

They sharpened their weapons, mended their armor, and fed their horses in the morning breeze.

Then, Feng Rui, who was said to have served in the armed Asir army, tried his best to straighten himself to the point where he was now, and before he knew it, he was already a little fat, and saluted these old soldiers.

This has nothing to do with anything else, just a descendant more than 1,200 years later, who pays tribute to these predecessors who guarded the frontier.