"Playing with me?"
Baili Pangpang rushed to the training ground with a sad face. No one knew where he got the strength from. He was a puddle of mud just now, but now he was walking briskly!
As the night had faded, Lin Qiye could only rely on his own speed to run towards the training ground. Fortunately, his speed was not slow, and he still arrived at the training ground within three minutes this time.
This time, there were obviously more people arriving on time.
However, there were a few who had just finished 20 laps and either fell behind or fainted as soon as they reached the training ground.
As soon as the person fainted, a group of medical staff came running over with a stretcher. They lifted the person onto the stretcher as if they were throwing a sandbag, and happily took him somewhere without knowing it. Their skill was so shocking.
Instructor Hong looked at the stopwatch and nodded with satisfaction.
"Very good. This time most people arrived on time. This is an improvement."
Then he continued, "The next twenty minutes are your meal time. If you don't come back here within twenty minutes, you know what the consequences will be."
After saying that, he turned around and left with the other two instructors without looking back.
The recruits looked at each other, then all ran towards the cafeteria!
Even Baili Pangpang, who looked dead, became energetic and rushed to the front with shining eyes. He looked as if he wanted to eat the entire cafeteria alive.
When the freshmen rushed into the cafeteria like tigers, they were suddenly stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
In the huge cafeteria, there were square tables and two large basins on the tables. One basin was filled with white flour buns and the other was filled with meat.
Raw meat with a few traces of blood.
The freshmen walked into the cafeteria in a daze, stood beside the square tables, and looked around.
"Where's the rice? Where's the food?"
"You don't know?"
"What is this? Raw beef? How do you eat this?"
"Maybe we can serve hot pot to each table and cook it..."
"I don't think so."
"…"
Lin Qiye and Baili Pangpang stood at the same table. The latter held up two large basins with a frown on his face, as if he wanted to find food at the bottom of the basins.
"Qianye, what do you think they mean by this?"
"It's nothing special, just let us eat."
"How can I eat this? They didn't even give me a mouthful of water for the white flour buns. The raw meat makes me sick... Even if he gave me a can of Lao Gan Ma, that would be fine!"
Lin Qiye didn't say anything, but just pointed to the next table.
At the next table, Zheng Zhong, a former special forces soldier, had picked up the raw meat with an expressionless face and started to tear it into big bites. In his other hand, he held a white flour bun and wiped the blood off the raw meat before stuffing it into his mouth.
"This..." Baili Pangpang looked at the scene in shock and was speechless for a long time.
"Where are the people? Someone come out for me!" Shen Qingzhu threw the steamed bun in his hand back into the basin and shouted in a deep voice.
After a while, an old man holding a spoon came out of the kitchen with a gloomy face, "Who the hell is yelling?"
"Are you making these things for people to eat? Who are you looking down on?!" Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man, saying coldly.
"If you want to eat, eat. If you don't want to eat, get out!" The old man glared and replied unhappily.
"Oh?" Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows and was about to say something else, when a few more people walked into the cafeteria.
Wearing grey cloaks and holding masks in their hands, they walked straight through the center of the cafeteria and sat down at the round table at the back.
At this moment, everyone fell silent.
This time they didn't wear masks, but everyone knew who they were.
"Oh, it's you little bastards." The old man laughed when he saw the seven people.
"Mr. Sun, after all these years, you are still cooking for the new recruits in the cafeteria?" Seeing the old man coming, the handsome Wang stood up quickly and said respectfully.
The other members of the Masked Team also stood up and bowed slightly to Elder Sun.
"Hey, I'm an old man and can't go to the battlefield, so I can only make use of my remaining energy in this broken kitchen." Old Sun waved his hand and said indifferently.
"I've been away for so long, and I really miss your craftsmanship. I'm sorry to bother you again this time."
"Well, don't worry about it. Just wait here. I'll go cook some dishes for you." Old Sun picked up a spoon, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, completely ignoring the new recruits.
With the Masked Squad around, the other recruits didn't dare to stop Old Sun anymore. They could only frown and stare at the steamed buns and raw meat in the basin, motionless.
"Eat it." Lin Qiye reached out and took out a white flour bun from the basin and took a bite.
The steamed buns were hard and tasteless, and tasted like chewing wax.
"I... I can't eat it." Baili Pangpang felt a little nauseous when he saw the raw meat.
"If you don't eat, you won't be able to survive today's training." Lin Qiye chewed on a steamed bun and said lightly, "Besides, no one can guarantee that there will be food everywhere on the battlefield. If you don't want to starve to death, you must learn to adapt as soon as possible."
After saying that, Lin Qiye grabbed another piece of raw meat, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and took a big bite.
Baili Pangpang gritted his teeth, took a piece of steamed bun from the bowl and started to eat it.
Molly, who was watching from the side, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up her mind. She picked up the raw meat in the basin and started to eat it. Cao Yuan, who was standing opposite her, had finished the whole piece of meat without changing his expression, shocking the surrounding recruits for a whole year.
Shen Qingzhu's face darkened slightly. After a cold snort, he also started eating.
Gradually, more and more recruits started to eat the food, but most of them still stood there with a look of resistance on their faces, preferring to go hungry rather than eat the food in front of them.
In the room on the second floor, Instructor Hong looked down at the entire cafeteria and nodded slightly.
"Yes, there are more people who can eat than the last session, and there are several good seedlings among them."
"Well, Zheng Zhong is worthy of being a special forces soldier. He ate without even frowning. Lin Qiye was not bad either. But what I didn't expect was that Shen Qingzhu also ate..."
"Humph, he is just a military ruffian!"
"Old Hong, you can't judge a person by his appearance. I think he just has a bit of a prickly personality, but he's not a bad person at heart."
"You think highly of him?"
"People always change. This year's training will change a lot of things. Who knows what they will be like when they leave here."
Instructor Hong shrugged and did not comment.
"Speaking of which, in this day and age, is it necessary to be so strict?" The new instructor next to him asked hesitantly, "No matter how difficult it is, it shouldn't be necessary to eat raw meat, right?"
Instructor Hong slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling something, "More than eighty years ago, when the Night Watch was first established, there was a disaster and food was scarce everywhere... In those years, our predecessors gnawed on tree bark, chewed grass roots, and fought desperately with knives!
Even though the economy is developed now, there are some things that cannot be forgotten! Every new soldier who comes to the training camp must eat raw meat for the first meal! It is good enough that they are not fed grass roots and tree bark. This is the tradition of us Night Watchmen. It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future..."
Instructor Hong paused, opened his eyes, looked out the window, and said slowly:
"Until one day, when this country no longer needs night watchmen, these ancient traditions will be buried forever in history along with those unknown secrets..."
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