The next morning, because I was too excited to sleep well last night, everyone couldn't wake up today.

Everyone knows what day it is, they have walked the road that other grades took two years to complete, and they can have a hunting knife in a sense today.

When the senior prefects lead them to Hyogo to collect the hunting knives, the prefects have jealousy on their faces and call them "half-hung hunters" to ridicule their foundations.

There were a total of 1,6010 hunting knives, and only 1,609 were left when it was Xia Ming's turn. Well, he admits that he overslept, but it's only thirty minutes apart, so why did this happen to him?

When he stood in front of a bare bracket, he didn't know what to do. At this moment, a sloppy man wearing a wrinkled shirt and a stubble on his face walked up.

"Can't you find the right hunting knife?" he said, sounding concerned, presumably the administrator of this warehouse.

"No, it's not. Xia Ming felt that this was his own problem, especially after the instructor scolded him to the point of being indecent in the past few months, he would also reflect on whether he really did a bad job?

But this time, after all, he exceeded time. As the old saying goes, if you are late, not only do you have nothing to eat, but you also have to wash the dishes. If he had come earlier, this would not have happened to him! Whoever is unlucky is the unlucky ghost.

"I have a knife left here, but a leather scabbard is missing. ”

He suddenly grabbed a hunting knife from behind him.

Xia Ming took it tremblingly, where was the man giving it to him, it was clearly a slashing posture.

He said, "There has to be a scabbard!"

He expertly flipped over the stacked wooden boxes, and his movements were very dashing? no, rude. Rummaging through the cabinets like this will not leave him to clean up. The effect of this was still very good, and soon he helped Xia Ming find a piece of some kind of animal's skin.

"The texture is not bad, but it is a little rougher. I'll nail it for you. ”

He pulled the animal skin to the shearing table, processed it carefully, and let Xia Ming look around.

Xia Ming raised the hunting knife and gestured a few times, a little heavy. On the clear hunting knife, he saw his own eyes, as if he hadn't woken up.

He felt that the hunting knife seemed to be different from the others, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"Now, all right. While Xia Ming was looking at his hunting knife, the uncle came back and gave him the scabbard he had just made.

"Thank you. ”

Xia Ming looked at the scabbard like a burnt wood stick, and could only be slightly shocked in his heart.

"51111" "Arrived!"

"51112" "Arrived!"

"51113" "Here!"

Everyone was shouting loudly, and they all looked in good spirits today.

Cather shook his head secretly, he was counting the numbers. He had to do this, because he was going to send this team of three squads with no experience to the Ancient Forest, where there were props and traps set by the executors, as well as a few prey, although not very dangerous, if they had all studied carefully.

“51114！”

When he called out the number, no one responded, and there was silence in the procession. There are people in other classes who don't know and are still secretly talking about who this 114 is? Those who know say that this person is often late.

"Xia Ming!" Cather's roar almost shook the branches off his head.

Still no one responded, and just as he was about to jump over the man, there was a sudden response from behind the jungle below.

It was an extremely harsh response, and the pronunciation of "to" was dragged out, like a wolf's howl. The crowd was shocked, and usually, one person who made a mistake was punished as a whole!

Xia Ming carried a weight bag larger than him on his back, and it took him less than half an hour to run from the arsenal to the meeting point, and the sweat had already soaked through his jungle-colored uniform, and he had to prop his hands on a tree to catch his breath. Without fear, he met Cather's angry gaze, as if to say, "Big brother, come and help me."

He wasn't too late, thanks to the uncle who was guarding the warehouse, and he knew exactly where his class was.

The corners of Kaiser's eyes jumped, and he asked, "Where's your hunting knife?"

Xia Ming took out the strange-looking sheath and knife from the mouth of the rolled up weight bag, and put them in the bag to avoid dangling when hanging.

Xia Ming heard the coughing sound coming from behind the instructor, and he could hear it, it was a mockery that he couldn't hold back.

Cather walked over, staring at his hunting knife a little unkindly, and at the same time a little skeptical in his heart, but he had to affirm his own judgment.

He caught a glimpse of Xia Ming's neck empty, and asked sharply, "Where's your mark, 114?"

"What?"

Xia Ming scratched his head and muttered, "That's it, I haven't found it all along." The school is not willing to help me make up for one!"

"The cards are in the people, the cards are dead!" Cather was furious, in fact, Xia Ming didn't know if he was angry, he only knew that his voice was very loud and looked angry.

Then he said: "Since there is none, then you will walk at the front of the line and serve as the leader of the three squads!"

"Huh?" Xia Ming was stunned.

"Hah what. Cather exclaimed, and then in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Because I don't like you, boy!"

"You can ask them if they agree!" Cather asked, pointing to the three teams behind him.

Sure enough, the group all cast gloating glances at him in unison.

"Good! go!" Keith raised his voice. "I'll be waiting for you at the finish line. If you encounter an irresistible danger, remember your flare guns, and the executor will arrive in time. ”

Keith dropped the words, and the shaft-shaped crossbow fixed to his right arm shot out a sharp light, and the retraction force of the elastic mandrel quickly pulled him into the distance.

They all looked at Xia Ming, which made him feel like his body was pierced by the hooks of more than two hundred motorized crossbows.

"Rather than giving the idea to this boy with a stick, it's better for everyone to go on their own, lest everyone be burdened by the guy who dragged him. Someone came out and said.

There were many people in the crowd who thought very highly of themselves, and he didn't look down on this kid who didn't have a few pounds and two pounds at all. They were the first to use their crossbows to leave, and then there was a large sound of the mandrel pulling and contracting, and most of them left on their own.

The seemingly neat team suddenly "collapsed" // Language disease?

Mina jumped out and asked, "Why don't you stop them?" ”

Xia Ming shook his head, "What they said is right, if you are with me, you will be affected by me." You should elect a new class leader. ”

"Don't choose, it's you. Mina said to everyone. "If you don't obey orders, please leave on your own. ”

"What's the big deal, isn't it just a pull exercise? ”

Some of the people who wanted to stay and water skiing also left after listening to her.

This silenced Mina, things were bad enough, and she was bringing things to the ground.

At this moment, I heard the sound of a potion explosion, and a red smoke rose from the forest in front of me. It was the direction in which the gang had left.

Another flare was fired from the southeast, but this time they heard the sound but did not see smoke of any color.

"Red .. Smoke.. Isn't there no danger?" someone began to retreat.

"Let's go!" Xia Ming said, and he rushed out first.

Mina and the others hurriedly followed, and Xia Mingchao, where there was only the sound of gunshots, was speeding forward.

The trees disappeared from his eyes, his gaze quickly searching the ground for targets, many black-brown dead leaves had not yet had time to decay, it was the middle of autumn.

Red smoke rose from behind a mound, and Xia Ming saw a dark green figure lying on its back on a huge tree root. White steam steamed from the man's hunting knife, and the black blood trailed away toward the east.

Xia Ming retracted the hook of the crossbow when he was in the air, and when his body fell, he replaced the musket with a red-marked bullet, and quickly pulled the trigger into the sky, and the smoke tore through the dense leaves, spinning and exposing himself to the high-altitude vision. I hope that the executors patrolling the neighborhood will arrive soon.

Dropping his musket, he jerked out the crossbow (1) hanging from his waist and abruptly changed direction to the east.

He was so fast that he left Mina and the others far behind, and Mina finally stopped in front of the man who looked dying, and a weak cough came out of the man's throat. He wasn't dead yet, but he looked in pain, and every time he coughed, he vomited a lot of blood. Mina carefully helped him to his feet.

"Leave..."

He pointed in the direction of the east, said two words, and fainted. Mina was in a hurry, and she didn't notice that the man's right arm had the armband of "Fourth Grade" and "Temporary Executor" written on it. She also blamed the executor for not showing up in time.

Ferrin was the third to arrive, and after taking a look at the man's condition, he also hurried east.

Three or four black shadows suddenly crashed out from behind the trees on the left and right, and Xia Ming tried to hit them directly. There were a few bumps, and his head suddenly became numb several times, but fortunately, the fixed planks were not very strong, and he barely passed.

There were many traps arranged by the executors along the way, but Xia Ming never stupidly hit his head again.

After more than a dozen levels, Xia Ming suddenly stopped. He looked at the bloodstains that had been spreading eastward, but how could it be so fast, and if it was human, why didn't he trigger the mechanism?

concentrate

(1) Crossbow type: crossbow type (normal use) and shaft type (tangential use), a kind of bow and arrow, supplemented by better maneuver of the hunter