"It's really time for you to come. We just received the notice that we will conduct military training this afternoon." Zang Wuyang said with a smile.

"Is that so? What a coincidence!"

In the afternoon, a room of people was taken to the outdoor training ground. Not only were they receiving military training, but there were twenty other people, all so-called "mutants".

The instructor standing in front of them was a thin man with a dark face, standing straight like a javelin.

"In the next period of time, I will lead you to complete the most basic military training. From today on, you will have no names. The numbers on your chest are the symbol of your identity. If you want to survive the next battle, you will be meticulous in completing the next training. Have you heard it?" The instructor shouted at the thirty people.

"I heard it."

"All adults, what are you doing?"

Sparse and various answers.

"I'm deaf, I didn't hear what I asked clearly, I didn't eat enough, and I couldn't even say anything. I ran around the playground for twenty laps."

"ah?!"

"Why?!"

"What are you shouting? Who doesn't accept me? Stand up!" The instructor roared, and everyone turned into a mute, and then began to run around the playground.

Twenty laps, ten thousand meters.

"Didn't you all eat? Run quickly!"

Just as these people were panting around the playground, the vicious instructor followed behind them. Anyone who was behind was punching and kicking, punching and flesh, without any mercy.

In the first few laps, these people were able to persist, after all, their bodies had changed. The general qualities exceeded those of ordinary people, but after three thousand meters, few people could persist. You should know that these people are mostly adults who don’t exercise much. Not to mention running three thousand meters, they are out of breath even if they run three hundred meters. If it weren’t for the instructor who punched and kicked, these people would not even be able to persist in this period, and they would be out of breath.

"A bunch of waste!"

In addition to punching and kicking, the instructor kept stimulating them with words.

"I really don't understand how you escaped from the disaster area and stepped on the shit one by one, right?"

"I've had enough of him, Mad, why are you yelling behind you?!"

The big men, who were nearly 1.9 meters tall, suddenly stopped, and then clenched their fists and rushed towards the instructor following them. Seeing this, no one came forward to stop him. In fact, they all wanted to step forward and beat the instructor hard, if it was the officer who was carrying a pistol with him.

Humph, the instructor snorted coldly, and then the strong man fell to the ground with his stomach covering his head. How did he make a move and how did he launch an attack? Only a few people could see clearly.

So fast!

"Who else, why don't you go together?" The instructor stared at a group of panting men like a wolf, and it made people feel chill all over.

It was this blow that temporarily hit everyone's thoughts of revenge, and everyone was also a little grateful that they did not take action just now.

"Run away, the last three people have no food tonight!"

A group of panting men continued to rush forward.

Hu, Hu, Wang Ling felt his lungs as hot as fire, sweating profusely, and his legs were filled with lead. He was in the third position, and there were two people running in front of him, one was the youngest boy in the entire team. Looking at those young faces with a little tender face, I was afraid that they were just a student, with pretty eyebrows and pretty eyes, but the eyes were a little cold. The second one was a thin young man, with a bald head and a thin face, like a leopard. Looking at him, he still had enough energy.

After twenty laps, each of them was tired as if they were dead dogs, either sitting, squatting, or wading, and none of them had a straight shape.

"Look at you, stand up and stand in military posture for an hour."

The instructor roared, and then he went to the crowd. Anyone who stood slowly would be caught and kicked.

So, in the afterglow of the sunset, these thirty "mutants" who had just run 10,000 meters stood one by one in the autumn wind, their bodies were as straight as guns. If anyone swung slightly, the instructor would punch him up.

"If you move again, whoever moves again, I won't kick him to death!"

After an hour, the thirty people dragged their tired bodies and lined up to enter the cafeteria to have dinner. The last three people who ran and the strong man who dared to attack the instructor really had no food to eat, but each of them distributed a bowl of porridge and porridge, and all the rice grains inside were counted.

"What's going on?" Wang Ling looked at the beef sauce in his plate. There was no such thing on the plate of the few people who were at the same table.

"This is a reward for you. Starting today, as long as you enter the top three in future training, you can eat meat for the meal, and the last three can only drink porridge!" The instructor's roar sounded in the restaurant.

"Eat quickly, have to have class after dinner!"

There is still class?! Everyone complained, but no one dared to say it, for fear of getting beaten up again.

The evening courses are relatively relaxed. The content of the lecture is mainly basic military training knowledge and the content they ask for training in the next period of time. When they saw that there were twenty laps and ten thousand meters of training every day, everyone's face was quite exciting.

"Damn, no!"

"It will die!"

When they returned to the dormitory, these people fell down on the bed and fell down the night, sleeping like dead pigs one by one. Wang Ling was no exception. His long-distance running and standing military posture made him feel that his legs were not his.

The next morning, before dawn, Wang Ling heard a sharp whistle.

He was stunned at first, then hurriedly sat up and found that there was only one person in the dormitory except him, the boy who ran first in the first place in 10,000 meters yesterday. At this time, he was quickly putting on his clothes.

"Get up, gather!"

After Wang Ling put on his clothes, he did not forget to remind Zang Wuyang on the lower bunk.

"What, it's not dawn yet?" Zang Wuyang rubbed his eyes and said.

"The last three people have no food to eat!" The sleepy people came to the open space in front of the building but found that the black-faced instructor was already waiting there.

So, before dawn, the training for the day began again.

"What a joke? Is this military training? Special forces don't bring this kind of fun, right?"

"That's right, this clearly doesn't treat us as human beings!"
Chapter completed!