The next day.

At eight o'clock, the sky in the town has not yet fully opened. But the playground of the primary school is already full of people. Although it is still loose, it is starting to appear orderly.

"Well, not bad, everyone is very energetic!" Ran Xiong took the microphone and continued, "Next, we invite our team of instructors."

"Run and walk, one-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one...Stand still! Turn right!" Thirty-seven veterans wearing camouflage training uniforms ran in neatly and energetically.

, passionate.

Ran Zhiguo, a 47-year-old veteran who once held an important position in a certain company, took two steps towards the rostrum, stood up and shouted: "Report to the clan leader, the instructor team should be thirty-seven people, but there are actually thirty-seven people. Please give your instructions!"

After saying that, Ran Zhiguo clenched his right fist and punched the sky.

In response to the sudden gesture, Ran Xiong looked around and when he saw Ran Jun nodded to him, he understood and couldn't help but smile.

"As required, let's start training!" Ran Xiong shouted, clenching his right fist and punching the sky.

"yes!"

The team of instructors dispersed. Maybe the training ground was a little crowded, but the whole town was a training ground, so it was impossible that they wouldn't be able to perform well.

"An Meng, Wenkang, how are the arrangements going?" Ran Xiong asked.

At this time, two young men hurriedly ran over. An Meng was big and round, with muscles all over his body, and he had an invisible deterrent.

Wenkang is different. He is polite and well-educated. In fact, he has not studied for a few days. He is good at wrangling and fighting. He is good at talking with a knife.

An Meng replied: "Brother Xiong, there are 120 people participating in the cooking work, half of them are in their fifties, and they are basically aunts. But don't worry, they are all authentic farmers, and there is no trace of their work.

Procrastination.”

"Well, the two of you will focus on managing them well. They will be divided into six groups. Each group will have a leader and two deputy leaders. You should also think of ways to increase the enthusiasm of the tribesmen. In terms of numbers, there will still be

It's a little short. If we force the women to go in, now one person will be responsible for the food for a hundred people. How can that be done?" Ran Xiong was a little annoyed.

"Yes!" Seeing that Ran Xiong was a little angry, An Meng and Wenkang quickly answered.

"You are going to take part in this matter

Heart, how can you fight zombies if you don’t have enough to eat?” Ran Xiong took out a cigarette and gave it to the two of them, and continued, “You go to the second and third sons to ask for people, and ask them to hand over the group of people who are studying medicine to you, and you can organize it.

Organize and pull together the medical rescue team, there are also six groups."

"Understood!" Wenkang and An Meng agreed.

"Okay, at half past ten you take your people and go make a fire to cook. Now, give me an hour of training."

"Ah?" Two bitter faces jumped out.

On the rostrum, Ran Xiong stood in a standard military posture.

Even though it was March and the cold wind was still biting his bones, he seemed to be sweating profusely.

As for the instructors, everyone is much busier. They have to lead by example, have to be strict in their demands, and have to be everywhere at all times. The eagle's eyes that shine with frightening light envelope the entire playground.

At this moment, my legs were numb and my waist and knees were sore.

Only then did everyone understand that taking certain things seriously is the law of survival in the end of the world.

Time goes by very quickly, and the boring training has already reached eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye.

But at this time, five young people were idle and late.

"Get up here, I!" Ran Xiong yelled.

Everyone was startled, even the instructor, their buttocks tightened even more at this roar, and their middle fingers got closer to the seam of their pants.

"Why are you late?"

"I, I... we heard that the training is over and we have to study in the afternoon, so we don't really want to come!" One of the older children bravely replied, while the others were already so frightened that their legs were shaking.

Not wanting to hear any more, and regardless of the reason, Ran Xiong strode forward and slapped him twice!

"Is it bad to study? Or will I die from studying? When I was your age, I was still burning the midnight oil at two or three o'clock in the morning! Why? Because I know that reading can open a person's horizons and make one's mind have more strings! I

It seems that you have been living comfortably for too long, and you don’t even know how stupid you are!” Ran Xiong was furious. His most important thing was education, but he didn’t expect that these naughty children didn’t take it seriously at all.

"You all turn around and look at the audience!" Ran Xiong ordered.

Adolescent boys are a bit tough, but facing someone with absolute force, how dare they not

Obey respectfully and don't dare to be disrespectful again.

"Look, the second uncle is seventy-one years old! Most of the grandparents could not rest anymore before, but he still insists on standing in the first row, always standing strong, and his movements are still standardized. You know

Why? Because he is afraid that he will need your protection when the time comes and he is afraid of holding you back! But with your bears like you, I am afraid that the second uncle will still have to protect you!"

"Xiaohu, your grandma was the first to sign up to work in the cooking class. Did you know? She just finished training and is now cooking. Why do you think she did this? She was afraid that you wouldn't have enough to eat. She was

She was afraid that without your parents, you would feel that no one would love you or care about you, so she desperately wanted to do something to prove that she was still useful to our Tulang tribe! She wanted the tribe to still remember her kindness after a hundred years! Then,

Only then will everyone tolerate you!"

"But in my opinion, you are worse than Dasha! Look at him at the front, with his head held high and his chest dripping with sweat. Even the instructor asked him to relax, but he was unwilling. Do you know why? Because he told me

He wants to protect his sister and his mother with all his strength! He is our role model! And you, do you have anyone you care about or anything you need to protect? You still have food to open your mouth and clothes to stretch out your hands?"

Dasha's head was raised higher, and the pride in his eyes was beyond words. But his smart sister couldn't control herself and ran out from the student team, hugging Dasha and crying hard, shouting "Brother".

As for Dasha, he glanced at his sister, and his figure became even more upright.

"But you still don't know that what the second uncle hopes most is to study, and he has already taken the lead in joining the study class. Your grandma, what she hopes most is that you can study hard and learn responsibility from books like your parents. And the big brother

Silly, he also takes the initiative to ask for literacy, why? Because he is smarter than you, and he knows that learning can make him progress, strengthen his mind, and fully arm himself in the apocalypse!"

"I think you want to die early in the end of the world!"

"Woooooooo..."

Five adolescent children had never seen such a big scene. They just cried, but unconsciously stood up straight and let the tears flow freely without daring to wipe them away.
Chapter completed!