"Hurry up! Speed ​​up!"

Tom West stood by the mud pit just built in the training ground and shouted at the many soldiers crawling forward in the mud pond, "Hurry up! Remember, you are soldiers now!"

With a Chicago typewriter on his back, Matthew kept exerting force on his hands and legs, and soon surpassed the others. It might be because of his innate physical condition. Coupled with the acquired exercise, after entering the middle of the training, he showed huge advantages in both physical fitness and strength.

After climbing out of the mud pond, Matthew stood up and immediately the medical team sent hot water and blankets. He took the hot water and took a sip, then wiped off the sludge from his face with the blanket and draped it on his body.

The crew just wanted them to receive training similar to the battlefield so that they could perform better during shooting, and they did not really torture them. All the backup guarantee measures were done quite well.

“F@#K!”

A curse sounded, Michael Fassbender also climbed out of the mud pit, Matthew reached out and pulled him up, Michael Fassbender looked at Tom West not far away, and cursed again, "No ** bastard!"

Tom West happened to see it, Matthew pulled Michael Fassbender and whispered, "There is no need to fight him, it will be no good for us."

He just said casually, but unexpectedly Michael Fassbender thought wrongly, nodded and gritted his teeth, "Yes! You can't do it openly!"

Matthew didn't say anything else, recalled the script, and there were similar plots in the filming. As a well-trained paratrooper unit, he must be proficient in tactical movements, but it would be fine if he had such training in summer, but this season is really tormenting.

A cold wind blew, and Matthew couldn't help but shivered.

This amount of pay is not easy to earn.

Soon, everyone climbed out of the mud pond, Tom West came over, Matthew thought he was about to announce the end of the training, and just breathed a sigh of relief, the guy shouted, "You are a team! They are elite paratroopers, not stragglers! Where are your queues? Where are your collaborations? I didn't see them!"

He pointed at the mud pond, "Now, you can climb back for me!"

By the end of the training, it was already dark, and the actors dragged their tired bodies to take a hot shower. Many people didn't even eat supper, and fell asleep when they returned to the dormitory.

To be honest, few people want to eat dinner made from military canned food.

Fortunately, Tom West forced the military training, but the crew did not forget that they were not real soldiers. The next two days will be weekends, and they will have two days off.

In order to take care of his tired roommate, after Michael Fassbender went to bed, Matthew stopped reading books and newspapers, turned off the light and fell asleep. He probably was really tired recently, and when he woke up, the sun had already risen.

He took out the cell phone under the pillow to check the time, and found that there were three missed calls, but Britney called them.

Matthew quickly dialed back, and the ringing rang for a while, but no one answered. Suddenly, he realized that it was late at night in the United States, so he quickly hung up the phone.

Britney is busy for a day and is probably sleeping soundly now.

"Are you awake?" Michael Fassbender pushed the door and walked in. "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you." He put a few packed lunch boxes on the table. "I'll bring you breakfast."

"Thank you." Matthew got up and stretched.

Michael Fassbender looked at him and said, "I thought you were Iron Man."

Matthew laughed, "Iron Man needs rest, too."

He went to the bathroom to wash, and after he came out, he didn't be polite with Michael Fassbender. He opened the lunch box and ate breakfast, and asked, "Do you have any plans to rest today?"

Michael Fassbender thought for a while and said, "My appointment with James to meet Damian Lewis together. Are you going to be together?"

"I don't know him." Matthew shook his head, "What are you going to meet him?"

"Go and ask about their training situation." Michael Fassbender said directly, "I see if it's as miserable as us."

Several other major actors, including Damian Lewis, do not train with them.

Matthew also knew very well that almost every large crew would be divided into different levels, and Damian Lewis and others were much more important than their role actors.

"You won't really do anything, are you?" Matthew swallowed the food in his mouth.

"I have asked someone specifically, the reason why we have the current treatment is Tom West's insistence." Michael Fassbender is still a young man in his early twenties. "Like the situation yesterday, I will be crazy when I happen a few more times!"

Matthew thought for a while and asked, "Have you figured out a solution?"

Michael Fassbender shook his head, "No."

Drinking a box of milk, Matthew took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, cleaned up the garbage, and said, "Although I can still bear it, I want to live a more comfortable life and provide you with some useful clues."

"What clue?" asked Michael Fassbender.

"You should know." Matthew didn't want to attract attention. "Every day after lunch I would go out and call my girlfriend."

Michael Fassbender nodded, many people knew about this.

Matthew stopped going around the circle and said, "I saw it several times when I called, Tom West and Kate Jeffrey went to the warehouse together."

"Oh?" Michael Fassbender raised his eyebrows, "These two people..."

"I'm going to go for a walk in the city." Matthew changed his clothes and carried his backpack. "I haven't entered downtown London yet."

Michael Fassbender seemed to be thinking about things and waved his hands casually, "You go, if you get lost, you can call me and James."

After leaving Hatfield Airport, Matthew called a taxi and prepared to go to London's Chinatown.

However, he did not let the taxi driver go directly, but like an ordinary tourist, he went to the famous Westminster Abbey first, walked around the cathedral, and then went to the nearby supermarket with huge passenger flow for a while, but couldn't find what he wanted to buy.

After walking around a place with a lot of crowds, Matthew walked to Chinatown.

Although he doesn't know much about the situation in the UK, he probably is difficult to buy what he wants in general shopping malls or shops in London in this era. Chinatown is the most promising place.

London's Chinatown is located in the Soho district of Westminster, and is full of Chinese-style restaurants, shops and souvenir shops.

After Matthew arrived, he took a brief look and intuitively realized that this place was not a Chinese settlement, but rather a tourist street.

After passing through the high Chinese archway and entering Chinatown, there are several restaurants with huge signs hanging at the entrance. Matthew came here not to eat, so he continued walking in. He soon saw a small supermarket with traditional Chinese signs hanging and walked in.

The supermarket was not large, so he walked back and forth twice, but found nothing he wanted, so he had to find a promoter to inquire about the situation.

The promoter had a high nose and deep eyes, obviously a British man. After hearing Matthew's words, he shook his head, "Sorry, sir, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Matthew was helpless and had to ask, "Do you have Chinese clerks here?"

"Yes!" said the British clerk, "You wait a moment, I'll call someone."

Soon, a young girl with black hair and yellow skin came over, and Matthew quickly changed into Chinese and said, "Hello."

The young girl also said something, but Matthew didn't understand it. She couldn't help scratching her head, and then she understood that the girl was speaking in English or Mandarin, but seemed to be in Cantonese or Minnan.

"Do you speak English?" Matthew knew nothing about the two dialects. The girl smiled and changed to a very standard British English. "Hello, sir, is there anything that can help you?"

"I need a product from China!" Matthew gestured with his hand to the shape of a bottle, "It's a small green bottle called..."

He thought for a moment and pronounced in English, "Wind...oil...elegant..."

The girl was a little stunned, and seemed to have not heard Matthew clearly, "Sorry, sir. What do you want?"

Matthew scratched his head a little, and while gesturing, he said, "Wind... oil... essence..., a Chinese potion that cools, relieves pain, relieves itching, and specializes in dealing with mosquito bites."

"Ah, I understand." The girl figured out what Matthew wanted and said, "You wait, there should be something in the warehouse."

Matthew said again, "Is it better to have double the concentration?"

"You are so lucky." The girl laughed. "We specially bought a batch of syrup from China with a concentration of three times that of ordinary products from China in summer, and are ready to sell it to forest guards in the forest area, and there are still some left."

She brought Matthew to the cashier, "Often customers buy this kind of product in summer, and few people buy it in winter, and we will temporarily take it off the shelves in winter." She asked again, "How many bottles do you want?"

Matthew thought about it and wanted to do an experiment himself. One bottle was definitely not enough. He said, "If the concentration is doubled, give me ten bottles."

The girl was a little surprised why Matthew wanted so much, but without asking too much, she went to the warehouse to find ten small boxes of erectile ingredients and packed them together and handed them over to Matthew.

"Thanks."

Matthew paid the payment and left the supermarket. He first found a place to have lunch. He walked out of Chinatown. He bought several special medical syringes and quick-drying adhesives for closing wounds in a small clinic. He found a small park with few individuals. He opened his backpack and took out the condom he bought a few days ago, and started an experiment.

After repeated trial and error, using a few bottles of fume oil and half of the syringe, and consuming most of the condoms, Matthew felt that his idea was feasible. Anyway, there would be no loss if it failed, so he decided to give it a try.

If it works, Kate Jeffrey will definitely fly into the sky...

Although this may hurt Tom West, the innocent, he did not hesitate at all.

To be honest, although he could tolerate Tom West's rigorous training, he had no favoritism for the existence of devil instructors like Michael Fassbender and others.
Chapter completed!