Chapter 51: The Pitfalls of a Base
Yun Mo is able to endure hardships, but the master of metaphysics has never had the experience of practicing hard in a quagmire.
What does it feel like to do sit-ups in a mud puddle? The dirty water constantly filling your ears is simply devastating, not to mention that there seems to be something wriggling inside.
Millia was a little overwhelmed. The eldest lady thought this was difficult and she wanted to prove herself in military training, but this was not the way to prove herself.
But no one had stepped forward first, so Millia could only bear it with tears in her eyes.
In fact, Tian Yafu had been extremely annoyed for a long time. She had a mild obsession with mysophobia, and this place was simply her nightmare.
At this moment, she didn't even bother to look at the eldest lady, nor did she care about Yun Mo, whom she had always disliked.
This whole base is insane. After doing a hundred sit-ups, everyone is required to turn around on the spot and do forward rolls in the mud!
There are more than ten classes and more than a hundred people, all struggling here.
Physical exertion is secondary. After all, the effect of the gravity plate is much greater than the resistance of the mud, but the psychological discomfort is magnified countless times.
Forward rolls, side falls, push-ups...
All the projects that could be completed on the ground were completed in this quagmire today!
Yun Mo accidentally choked. The taste was so fishy and smelly that it was disgusting.
Yun Mo supported herself on the ground with her hands, her face flushed red, and she immediately wanted to stand up and cough.
At this moment, she saw the pair of brand new and shiny military boots out of the corner of her eye.
Yun Mo coughed and turned back. The pair of military boots lifted up, then dropped, pressing down on her shoulders...
Yun Mo choked and fell back into the mud, filling his mouth with mud again.
There has never been a time like this when she wanted to draw a little figure for someone. She wanted to make a little figure of Instructor Zhang and prick him to death with an embroidery needle!
Oh no, isn't he suffering from kidney deficiency? The injection made him even weaker!
Yun Mo was struggling in the mud. Instructor Zhang had already walked away, and there was no extra expression in his eyes.
When they finally came out, it was two hours later.
Everyone started the 5,000-meter run with a heavy load, smelling stinky.
If you can’t finish the run in 50 minutes, add another 2,000 meters.
Who were these two kilometers prepared for? Everyone could figure it out with their toes.
…
"You performed very well today."
Instructor Zhang walked to the front of the team, but his eyes were directed towards Yun Mo.
The girl's eyes, which had always been calm, finally began to show a fighting spirit.
I always felt that this girl was not simple.
At this time, her face was covered in mud and she looked in a mess.
But Zhang Ge felt that the girl's detached state was finally broken at this moment.
He suddenly felt eager to try and see her explode.
Yun Mo glared at him fiercely. Her chest ached from running so fast. Not only did she need to gasp for breath, but the countless sweat also made her face even dirtier.
…
It was getting dark, and Instructor Zhang looked at his watch.
A deputy instructor came over and threw a gun to them.
This type of gun is a long-obsolete shotgun, and is loaded with fake bullets.
But it is undoubtedly exciting to suddenly see something like this during the boring training life.
Everyone stood up silently, with sparks in their eyes.
"You are very lucky," Instructor Zhang said, striding in front of the team with his long legs.
"There are several new recruits at Longyi Base. Today is their reconnaissance assessment."
"What?" Huo Chuan turned his head left and right, "What do you mean?"
Seeing that the instructor did not stop them, the other students also started whispering.
"What does the recruit assessment have to do with us?"
"no".
Liu Yue's godlike sharpness gave him goosebumps.
"Didn't you hear it? The recruits were being assessed and reconnaissance, and they specifically told us that they weren't using us as props, right?"
Instructor A gave Liu Yueban an admiring look. This man was indeed very insightful.
"No...it can't be what we think, right?"
All living beings wailed.
What level of recruits are required to join Longyi?
Aren’t they just delivering food to people?
"You have one hour."
Zhang Ge looked at the signal device on his wrist with a forced smile.
"Go hide and don't let anyone find you."
"Those who are found will lead the 5,000-meter race themselves..."
"Fuck..."
"Hide? Where? How?"
With one order, everyone's excitement disappeared long ago, and all they had left was confusion.
You haven't taught them anything, not even reconnaissance or counter-reconnaissance. Where can they hide with all these mud on their bodies?
"Instructor, can I fight back?"
A student asked with a trembling voice.
"Yes, use your guns, and of course your teeth."
"But if they get close to you, I advise you not to get beaten," said Instructor B.
"I...I've never learned how to shoot a gun..."
What they were given was not a weapon at all, but just a straw. It made no difference whether they had it or not in their hands.
"There are still fifty minutes left," Zhang Ge's voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it seemed as if it was urging someone to die.
Yun Mo pursed her lips. What a damn special training! They were torturing them in different ways.
"Instructor, are all the items here usable?"
A student pointed at the shelter covering the hovercraft and asked loudly.
"Can!"
“Hurry, hurry!”
As soon as the instructor finished speaking, everyone rushed forward and searched everywhere for usable supplies.
Yunmo slowly walked to the side and took out a pen and paper...
"Do you think you are Ma Liang, the magic brush?"
Huo Chuan followed her and was really worried about her brain. What time was it now?
He felt that he would not be able to complete the task of taking care of Yunmo that his mother had asked him to do.
Why are you painting at this hour? You might as well go home and embroider.
Completely ignoring Huo Chuan's thoughts, Yun Mo's fingers trembled, but in the end she still drew an invisibility talisman with great speed.
It is called an invisibility talisman, but it cannot really make her invisible. It can only hide her presence to a great extent.
It couldn't be more appropriate to use it in this ambush.
"What is this?" Huo Chuan picked it up curiously.
"Magic weapon!" Yun Mo said.
"Does it really work?" Huo Chuan didn't believe it.
"Do you want it? I can draw one last picture to ensure you stay hidden until the end."
"How shameless..." Huo Chuan certainly didn't believe it.
"Forget it!" Yun Mo folded the paper and was about to stuff it into her pocket.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Huo Chuan thought about it, what if she really was the person on WB, who knows, she might really have some special abilities.
"Give it to me," he said reluctantly.
"Eight hundred star coins, I'll keep track of it first."
Yun Mo didn't allow him to refuse and slapped the talisman on his hand.
The business is open, and it’s doing pretty well.
Huo Chuan: ...If I had known earlier that I would have to pay for this crappy thing, he could have drawn ten of them in a minute...
...Is he just bored?!
Yun Mo didn't wait for him to say anything else. She took the opportunity to rest for a while and drew another picture for herself.
"Fifteen minutes left..."
The hateful pair of large military boots stopped three steps away, and the owner of the boots gave an unnecessary reminder.
There were no students in sight.
I guess he has found a hiding place.
(End of this chapter)
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