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A cold light flashed in Zhou Xiaodong's eyes, a grim smile appeared on his face, and he said loudly:

"Then from the number you sent to you, you will no longer have your own name until you are kicked back or swept out like garbage. Your lives are mine. I don't care how majestic you are in the previous troops or how strong your qualities are!

Here! There are only two sentences for you to answer me - one is 'Yes! Instructor', and the other is 'I understand! Instructor!' Your responsibility is to obey and obey. If I hear the third sentence, I will let you know why the flowers are so red! Do you understand?"

"I understand! Instructor!" we answered loudly.

"What are you saying?" someone who was suddenly deaf and pretended to be a bird-depressed person and asked sarcastically: "I can't hear it!"

"I understand! Instructor!"

I'm fucking, when I can't hear it, let's yell at you, you're a doggy dick.

Thinking of these vicious words, we turned the resentment in our hearts into a loud roar and shouted out. The huge sound even made the glass in the cafeteria buzz. What made us even happier was that because Zhou Xiaodong listened too much, he was obviously shrunk back by the sound, which gave us a kind of revengeful entertainment in our hearts.

"Okay! I will let people know what hell is on earth!"

It seemed that he didn't have the courage to listen to our roars again. Zhou Xiaodong squeezed out a vicious sneer on his face, shook his head, and delivered his final threatening conclusion.

Afterwards, we disbanded, and the military police checked and registered our numbers and residences again, and all the items we brought had to be handed over. In this way, even the only pen I had hung in my shirt pocket was confiscated.

The military police were cold and posted propaganda columns in our dormitory, and then several boxes were marked under each name. We asked him what he was doing?

The military police ignored us. He just announced coldly after posting that we would register our training results here every day, with A, B, and C. If A means pass, it means B means average. If anyone is C, then I'm sorry, please pack your backpack and wait for the next six o'clock in the morning to enjoy it - get off the special car and pick it up and return to the coming army, that is, please get out immediately.

Of course, the "dinosaurs" who were very good at sweeping us out were not satisfied with the above results. Therefore, he emphasized again that if anyone had three consecutive B-levels, or five B-levels, then you would be lucky enough to enjoy the same treatment as C-levels. Seeing him smiling out of the dormitory, the good mood I had before gathered was immediately wiped out, and an urgent feeling of oppression immediately rushed into my heart...

There was no training outline, no squad leader or platoon leader in the dormitory to manage, and after the military police finished everything, they turned off the lights according to the troops' rest time. Except for the sentries on duty at the gate of the courtyard, there was not even a night patrol and checking the shop. The "carnivorous dinosaurs" were extremely relieved about us.

However, due to the good living habits developed in the old army, we still consciously completed routine physical training in the dormitory before climbing onto the bed.

But we really felt extremely uncomfortable with this kind of heart-wrenching calm. This scene was so incredible and unpredictable. Each of us couldn't help but be wary of it and was fully prepared before going to bed. Everyone knew whether these guys would give us a sudden emergency meeting on a whim?

At 5 a.m., due to the fatigue of the whole day, we slept so hard that we could sleep. Peng Zheng was even immersed in an unknown dream. His saliva was dripping and making a dreamlike sound. His little face was so sweet that he smiled. This girl probably had a delicious chicken leg in her dream!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the dormitory.

Then, a choking and strange gas immediately spread in the dormitory of only about twenty square meters. Although the deep winter had passed, not many doors and windows were opened, and this gas was almost stuffy in the dormitory and quickly occupied every corner.

We vanguards were all trained after various cruel squeezes. In fact, they were awakened after a loud bang. The huge sour smell and choking gas immediately rushed into our noses. An experienced vanguard screamed in fear. He shouted loudly: "Damn it, brothers, run away! This is a gas tear gas!"

Without even having to wear clothes, many people rushed out in a hurry. The recruits didn't know how powerful the gas was, and they wanted to put on their clothes and go out. But even if we held our breath, tears could not stop flowing down. Peng Zheng and I just put on our pants and shoes, and we couldn't help it anymore and rushed out of the dormitory.

The choking smell raged on your facial features. The tears and snot that could not be stopped were like tap water that opened the dragon head, flowing down desperately. Our chests were stuffy, and we all looked ferocious, and we beat our chests and stamped our feet, and our heads were subconsciously lowered down. I rushed out of the dormitory and ran a few steps, but I couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but fall to the ground.

I shook my body left and right in pain, covering my nose with my sleeves, and I sucked carefully, but I felt my lungs suffocate as if I was about to explode. I thought in pain: "Am I going to die! Damn, I will be suffocated to death!"

"Have left the dangerous area!"

The first veteran was from the XX Group Army. His number was ‘Dinosaur 146’. Later, I heard Peng Zheng’s introduction and realized that the ranking of the number was calculated based on the final assessment results. I ranked first, but in fact I was the last. The squad leader actually ranked 146th. That must be extraordinary. He only heard him breathe and said to me who had climbed out four or five meters again:

"No...it's okay, just lie on the ground and breathe normally!"

This made me boldly release my sleeves, and then I heard screams everywhere, sniffling sounds, loud coughing sounds, and suppressed roars of pain filled the entire training base. I even saw two living treasures Peng Zheng and Wang Yulong. Not far away, they were lying on the ground in two big characters like dead pigs, panting.

I suddenly thought that this was definitely not an emergency, it was probably a conspiracy incident planned by the military police in the base. None of the students escaped. The first lesson gave us the impression of being violent.

Since then, I have only seen and heard of this kind of thing from movies, but I never know what the concept of gas is. I have only heard of gas explosions in mines, what color? What smell? What kind of damage will it cause? But I didn’t have any awareness at all. Today I really experienced it!
Chapter completed!