He Fengyan smoked a cigarette and leaned his back against the car door to watch Wen Yao leave.

The driver looked at the girl's slender back and looked up at He Fengyan: "Captain He, otherwise we won't tell Miss Yao, and secretly go to say hello to those battalion commanders, after all, it is Chief Ming's sweetheart, and it is difficult to reassure people if they don't let people take care of it, right?" ”

He Fengyan shook his head and threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it: "There is no need to do more. ”

"She's very powerful, and it won't be long before she'll be standing next to Chief Ming."

Going to the bootcamp is just a process, and soon, she'll be a real super warrior, fighting alongside these S-Class commanders.

……

Wen Yao queued for half an hour to arrive at the entrance of the training camp, and this time it was still the woman who did the registration.

The woman looked up and was shocked to see her, she was extremely impressed by this beautiful little girl, and when she saw her in clean and tidy clothes, she looked her up and down several times: "Qiu Yao? You're still alive......"

Wen Yao: "......"

Although the words are not good words, in this world, it is reasonable for her to express such feelings.

"Yes, I'm alive, and I've found my family too, this time I'm going to Camp D."

She casually found a reason to prevaricate, and then put the gold coin on the broken wooden table.

If the F battalion is a chaotic brawl and a hard struggle, then the D battalion is the opposite of strict and orderly, the ABCD four battalions, the degree of freedom is from high to low, the higher the authority, the greater the freedom, the lower the authority, the smaller the more subject to others.

But the good thing is that the CD camp is a primary camp for training fighters, and all the trainers can be protected by senior trainers.

The particularly dangerous special zombie mutants have their own senior commanders to draw up battle plans, and they don't need to face them directly, even the tasks assigned to them are within their capabilities, and they are very safe.

Nowadays, most of the training camps in various security zones are similar to this model, what level does what, in order to ensure the survival rate of human beings to the greatest extent......

In Beizhou, except for the lack of Battalion F, everything else is similar, but it may also be precisely because there is no large number of Battalion F that the resources held by the upper echelons are extremely scarce, and the resources are already limited, and they are even more limited when they are averaged by the weak.

Wen Yao walked on the road and thought about it, and couldn't help but understand why Ji Mingchen could stink of wine and meat in Zhumen, while most of the high-level people in Beizhou were living a miserable life.

Although she is in awe of life, she has to admit that there is a reason why Dongzhou is strong, and in the last days of lack of resources, it is obvious that Dongzhou's screening mechanism is more conducive to cultivating strong people......

It doesn't have to be human, but it's more human.

After all, who wants to work hard to upgrade and end up living so hard? People always have to have a little hope, don't they?

“……”

……

The trainers of Battalion D were divided into groups ranging from 30 to 50 each, with two or three training officers, who were commanders or members of the squad who had various specialties and were good at teaching.

The training officer's surname is Chen, who took Wen Yao to visit the training ground, and is a thirty-year-old woman, who is said to have been a special female soldier of the army before.

After Chen Kelin introduced the various training venues, she glanced at her watch: "It's almost time to eat now, you go to eat first, the lunch break is only 40 minutes after eating, and then you can clean up the dormitory after eating, and then you will start physical training directly in the afternoon." ”

Wen Yao: "Okay. ”

The reason why the other party suggested that she go to clean up the dormitory at noon was that the training in the afternoon was extremely hard, and it was estimated that she was worried that she would be paralyzed from exhaustion when she returned to the dormitory.

The food in Camp D is slightly better than that in Camp F, with three meals, but it is still rough, and when Wen Yao eats at noon, it is even a little difficult to swallow......

The restaurant of the castle villa is a five-star hotel level, and she has been pampered by Ji Mingchen for so many days, and now she has completely experienced what it means to be frugal from luxury.

In the messy and dilapidated cafeteria, sweaty trainers came in one by one, and after the morning session, everyone was so tired that they didn't even have the strength to speak, and most of them just gobbled up the food.

Wen Yao sat in the corner chewing and eating slowly, and suddenly there was a darkness in front of her, and she looked up and saw a familiar figure.

Qiu Zhi was still the same yellow hair, drooping his head, wearing a gray training uniform, sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked, and the whole person was so tired that he seemed to have been in prison for ten years.

Compared with his sad face, Wen Yao was much quieter and refreshing, the girl pulled up her cuffs, put down her chopsticks and said softly: "Qiu Zhi? ”

Qiu Zhi didn't ask her why she was here, she cried with a sad face, and complained to her: "I thought Camp D was so good as a regular training camp, but it turned out to be fucking harder than Camp F, get up at five o'clock in the morning, sleep at twelve o'clock at night, basically have no rest time, everything is restricted, practice every day without dying, practice to death, I really live these days It's better to call a pig and dog......

Wen Yao lowered her head and chuckled sharply: "That's because I was in Camp F at the time, and you alone can't even grab food." ”

Battalion D at least has security, and the food is equally distributed to everyone, and no matter how hard and tired it is, it will not be killed or starved to death.

Qiu Zhi: "......" was speechless.

He fanned the wind with his hat, and was instantly deflated: "I'm just saying, just complain, there is nothing else, my current life is indeed much stronger than the previous fly and dog, sour and sour, I can at least live with confidence, at least like a person." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and took out two shiny gold coins from his arms and put them on the table: "Here, the favor account can't be owed in vain, and I will pay back eight yuan slowly in the future." ”

Wen Yao was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, the young man panicked inexplicably, and explained: "I didn't steal it, I didn't rob it, I earned it myself!" ”

"I know you're not rare, but I don't want to owe anyone, if you need anything in the future, I will definitely go to the soup and die!"

Wen Yao said expressionlessly, "Really? Then when you saw the zombie tide at that time, how did you run faster than anyone else? ”

Qiu Zhi choked, and quickly explained unconvinced: "It's not me!" It's really not me, I went back to pull you back, it was the two of them who ran first......"

Wen Yao didn't say anything, sometimes thinking about it, in fact, there was nothing wrong with it.

Human nature is selfish, even Shen Yichuan, who has been her life and death partner for seven years, and her comrades-in-arms who have fought bloodily for many years can abandon her for self-preservation, what is the need for these ordinary and poor people like ants?

Wen Yao didn't need money, but she didn't have any pride, so she picked up the two gold coins and said to Qiu Zhi: "Okay, I'll accept it." ”