The time is the afternoon of December in the Chunhua year of the Great Chu State. Although the state of Chu is located in the south. But by this time, the temperature has really dropped.

The army had already marched north, and the scouts, who were tasked with visiting, were naturally one step ahead. But for Scout Xinding, this is only the beginning of the practice. Unlike other classes that drill queues to arrange troops, Scouts focus more on individual soldier quality. Naturally, the means of practice are also different.

Wear armor and stomach, and do not wear weapons. Carry five days of dry food, and within six days paint it out of this place for a hundred miles. This method is really simple and crude in Zhang Sen's opinion

In an unknown grove. Large areas of trees and shrubs have already fallen into a bit of a decadence. The color has long since withered. At a glance, except for the pale green color of the thorns that occasionally dot the stars, all the eyes that fill the field of vision are dry yellow. On the other hand, it is the armor stomach worn by Zhang Sen and these newcomers. Thick black, placed on the golden canvas, even if it is far away, where is the invisible truth? The thick dead branches and fallen leaves fall to the ground and pile up into a blanket, and the irregular corners are cocked at will, and as soon as they land, there is a crisp sound of broken leaves. For the instructors who are also dressed in armor and wandering around, waiting for an opportunity, it is tantamount to a torch lit in the dark. The occasional few remaining branches and leaves of the tree add a lot of loneliness to this unknown grove. It is this feeling of silence, the sound of the wind, and the inability to recognize the true feeling of being able to recognize a companion that can best add a lot of irritability to this already depressed newcomer. Just wait for an opportunity to ignite the master.

Zhang Sen gasped and sat on a tree branch, spitting out bursts of white mist from his mouth. The eyes unconsciously glanced back a few times. The damn instructor behind him had been chasing him for two days, and although he tried all kinds of ways to escape and disgusted the other party, that man was like a dog that smelled poop and chased after him! Zhang Sen tried to breathe his breathing, so that the churning qi and blood in his internal organs would calm down as soon as possible. At that moment, he didn't use the ingenious means of unloading the force at all, and forcibly took all the force in order to retreat faster. As a result, the qi and blood are a little unsmooth. The scale armor behind Zhang Sen was tightly attached to the dry branches, and the thick branches actually completely covered Zhang Sen's size. From a certain angle, it is impossible to find this young man squatting on a tree branch.

Zhang Sen's face suddenly turned abnormally rosy, and he took a big mouth, "Phew." With a bang, he finally spit out the bloody phlegm suppressed in his throat, Zhang Sen covered his hands tightly on his mouth, and the violent coughing sound was suppressed extremely low. There is a faint fishy smell on the tip of the nose. Two more gasps. Zhang Sen's face improved slightly.

Thanks to his body, which has a strong ability to heal itself, and his five senses, which have become more and more acute after the "Six Birds Play". Zhang Sen has repeatedly escaped from danger.

After calming his breathing, Zhang Sen reached out and took out the dry food in his arms. I shook it twice in front of my eyes. Sighed deeply. What is called the taste of Tongjue wax. He also has a little experience. At this moment, Zhang Sen frowned, and sniffed with a small nose. A burst of meat fragrance wafted from a distance, Zhang Sen quickly stood up, glanced out along the thick branches, and made sure that there was no one. Then I sat down again. His face was still angry.

"Damn bureaucracy! I ate it, and I deliberately let out the fragrance! Who is this angry!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the dry cake in his hand hatefully and bit it down heavily!

"Bastard, Lao Tzu eats abalone!"

At the same time, a sergeant, also dressed in pitch-black armor, was roasting rabbit meat from a tree trunk. Even from time to time, he took out small bags from his arms and put them on the ingredients. While turning the branch to look at the shiny rabbit being grilled, the sergeant said to himself, "Now, that kid should smell it!" As he spoke, he flashed the scent wafting from the rabbit in a certain direction. Fan and fan, as if thinking of something unhappy, the sergeant's already small eyes looked at the general direction where Zhang Sen was. Dangerously narrowed. "Little bastard, just the three indiscriminate methods you have used on me in the past few days, don't let your brother and I catch you!!"

After roasting for a while, the sergeant named Lin Xishi raised his eyebrows. The ears were slapped twice invisibly. Then he chuckled a little gloatingly: "Hehe, it's all weird, such an obvious trap really can't lead those little bastards!" said this, and there was no disappointment on his face. Instead, he put his mind at ease and licked his lips a little obscenely. Sucked the saliva from the corner of his mouth twice. hummed a minor tune that he wrote, directed, acted and sang. "Trap, trap, I like it, I like it" took a bite of the golden rabbit, and sang: "Rabbit, rabbit, put some salt" in the mouth, and continued to sing: "It's delicious, it's delicious, I really want to have another one"

A hundred meters away. The dense and tall trees divide the person's vision into several small areas intermittently, which can not only block the view, but also have a great effect on blocking speed. For Zhang Sen, who was sitting on the trunk of a tree and eating dry food, it was naturally beneficial and harmless.

I nibbled on the rough and unpalatable dry food twice. Sniffing the increasingly attractive rabbit fragrance on the tip of his nose, Zhang Sen suddenly got up. finally couldn't bear it anymore, staring at the direction where the fragrance was wafting from with some anger, and gritted his teeth. "Okay, good, you force me! You don't let me eat well, don't think about it!"

As he spoke, he tucked the dry food back into his arms. One jumped off the trunk of a tree. Ignore the noises that used to be regarded as plague gods. Sweep away the branches and leaves with your hands. lifted his skirt, took out Xiao Zhang Sen, and began to release water on the slightly wet land. For a while, generous. Xiao Zhang Sen returned to where he should be. Da Zhang Sen stared at the wet earth, his face cloudy.

"Are you really going to do this?" the man in black couldn't help himself.

"After a long silence. Zhang Sen's eyes closed. scolded fiercely. "Grass!"

Squatted down, stretched out his hand, and casually picked up a small wooden stick, living mud. Take a moment. Zhang Sen's face was expressionless. Hands reached up

The scout named Song Xinda looked at Zhang Sen who was squatting on the ground stirring something in the distance with a Spartan expression. The mouth unconsciously began to murmur: "Oh my God, what is he doing, urine hand" The footsteps unconsciously moved back slightly. Coincidentally, a small withered branch fell to the ground in a gorgeous spin.

Gently, there was a "snap". Zhang Sen's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head to stare at Song Xinda, who was still a little distracted. Time seems to stand still in this moment. The two of them stared at each other one after another, and a full quarter of an hour passed. The two sides just woke up from a dream.

"This brother, down, down, down" Towards what Zhang Sen was doing, Song Xinda sighed twice with some difficulty. I really don't know what to say.

Zhang Sen got up slowly, his head lowered, and he couldn't see any expression.

"The behavior of watching the brother's platform is not like the instructor's forehead, I don't mean that. That is to say, "Song Xinda's head was sweating, and he didn't know what to say, who had always been able to speak well. It's hard to meet a guy who is also a newcomer, and it's a pity not to exchange information!

Zhang Sen unnoticeably pointed his toes on the ground, ready to exert force. Either way, he had to be caught!Damn!How could he not be aware!How did he avoid his own perception?

Song Xinda's pupils shrank, and he somehow sensed Zhang Sen's intentions. Don't retreat but advance, prepare for a quick battle, curse in your heart, don't make any loud noise to attract the instructor! And! This dead pervert! It's okay to play with your own pee!