It is quite magical to say that after the system task is released, Hu Biao can see a virtual clock on his head as long as he pays a little attention.
It not only displays the current time, but also counts down the task end time.
Even the netizens who were summoned would notice such a situation if they paid even a little attention, knowing how long it would take for them to fail their mission.
The time when netizens appeared was 11:37 in the evening, which was a countdown of a task in Hu Biao's mind, showing that there were 11 hours and 47 minutes left.
It was a coincidence that at the moment when 30 netizens were summoned, a strong night wind blew over.
You must know that this time in the modern plane is the hottest dog days of summer; the netizens who were summoned were coincidentally all big men.
Under the high temperature of the summer night, almost every one of them wore very little.
Among them, men like Yang Dongli, who wear big trousers and hurdle vests, are a common phenomenon.
There were even four young men with yellow hair on their heads, all shirtless at the moment; their vests and T-shirts were hung around their necks and shoulders respectively.
The ribs were clearly exposed on his chest, and the many colorful tattoos on it were displayed in front of everyone.
It should be noted that these four people had their bodies punched in many places and had yellow hair with metal ornaments on them. They appeared together.
They were originally drinking in a small park and playing chicken as a team with their mobile phones.
As a result, a dialog box suddenly popped up on one of the mobile phones. After that person casually clicked No, the four of them formed a team and were teleported over.
The modified motorcycles around me and the mobile phones in my hands were all stripped away by the system...
When a cold wind blew over, these cool-dressed gentlemen suddenly got goosebumps, and almost all of them shuddered.
"30 people shivering together, how spectacular~"
Upon seeing this, Hu Biao immediately complained like this.
The problem is that after he finished complaining, Hu Biao basically looked around at the people coming, and the chill in his heart was worse than the gust of night wind that just blew by.
An endless sad emotion suddenly arose in his heart: It's over! With these crooked things in front of him, it seems that this mission is doomed.
The reason why Hu Biao, the trainee commander, had such an extremely depressing thought.
The main reason was that he discovered that among the 30 netizens who were summoned, one but not all of them were young and strong men.
The youngest among them are four yellow-haired ones, who look about 20 years old, and the oldest among the others is about 40 years old.
There are no little old men with white hair or little kids with runny noses.
The problem is that based on the social environment and atmosphere of the modern plane, the bodies of these young adults who have been living irregularly for a long time definitely do not represent strong combat effectiveness.
What a good guy! After looking around at the visitor, Hu Biao immediately had a series of good guys in his mind.
First of all, when those four yellow men were looking around, they almost had the word "arrogant" written on their faces. They had a bit of a arrogant air to coax the public.
But Hu Biao knew very well that no matter how ferocious these yellow-haired socialites were, how could they compare to the serious Japanese?
Don't be ridiculous, they are just trying to scare ordinary people in the modern world.
They really faced off against the Japanese who had received professional training. These four little yellow men, whose bodies had long since collapsed, were no match for the Japanese when bundled together.
Secondly, after being sent here, many netizens are basically in a state of confusion.
Therefore, in such a state, the body will involuntarily show its true appearance; to be precise, it is a big or small beer belly and a slightly hunched back, which looks so eye-catching.
What a sin!
Hu Biao's head hurt so much when he thought of the scene where these netizens charged towards the gun towers with their beer bellies and all kinds of broken weapons.
The most outrageous thing is that Hu Biao actually saw a buddy wearing a striped hospital gown among the crowd of netizens.
To be honest, this guy is not small in size and frame. Under normal circumstances, even if he wears glasses, he is definitely a burly, powerful and capable man.
But now, just looking at his pale face, Hu Biao had no expectations for his performance in the next task.
Of course, not everyone in this group of people is useless. There are still a few among them who Hu Biao thinks have some fighting ability, but the number is too small.
This can save Hu Biao's little heart from complete despair.
For example, a little crew chief is also wearing a small hurdle vest and large trousers, because this guy's vest says 'Second place in unarmed combat in the entire army'.
Just based on his appearance, this guy looks like an urban soldier.
There was another man who was actually wearing a soldier's desert camouflage uniform without rank or markings, plus a pair of jeans and a pair of desert field boots.
This is also the most neatly dressed and dignified one among all the netizens.
Although it was not a full-body camouflage, it was this that made Hu Biaogao take a look.
As far as he knew, according to the International Mercenaries Act, if you wear a full-body camouflage uniform, you will be regarded as a spy in certain areas, and you can be shot to death without legal protection.
If they are really mercenaries dressed like this, they are either cheap cannon fodder or a rookie.
Moreover, since this guy appeared, he has been carefully observing the situation around him, showing extremely high personal psychological quality and tactical literacy.
Suddenly, the term "senior mercenary" appeared in Hu Biao's mind...
*******
Although he was looking forward to the urban soldier king and mercenary, only one was summoned.
He didn't have the legs to be like a member of the legendary Dragon Team or the school belle's bodyguard. But no matter what, it kept Hu Biao from despair.
Things have reached the point where Hu Biao has no other choice. In order to cure his terminal illness after completing the mission, he must find a way to complete this damn mission.
After understanding this, Hu Biao quickly adjusted his mood.
He faced the group of netizens in front of him and tried his best to put on a smile on his face.
Then he pretended to be calm and spoke: "Hello, brothers, I am your trainee commander Hu Biao!
I wonder if you all understand the current situation now? If not, I can explain it to you in detail."
Hu Biao's voice finally fell, and a man with yellow hair with a nose ring on his nostrils began to threaten fiercely:
"Damn you old mother-in-law, you are so fucking pretentious!
Isn’t it nonsense to talk about assisting the trainee commander in completing his mission, otherwise he will be directly eliminated? It must be some new reality show, trying to prank us, right?"
While he was talking, he was already looking around, as if he was planning to find out where the hidden camera and the lurking film crew were.
What to do next? Of course, all the equipment was smashed, and the photographer found it and beat him up.
During such a process, Hu Biao wisely shut his mouth, and other netizens also fell silent one by one; the look was very similar to the behavior when meeting social people in the subway or in a joint.
It can be described in one sentence: Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own door, and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles, because they don't want to get into trouble.
Obviously, these four yellow men couldn't find the non-existent camera; so after looking around and finding nothing, the four gathered together and whispered.
Finally, Huang Mao, the leader, looked at Hu Biao intently for at least a minute.
It seemed that this was his plan, and he completely remembered Hu Biao's appearance.
After a while, he started shouting: "Street boy, we have taken note of your appearance; you are lucky, now we are anxious to go racing and compete with other street boys for the title of Yangcheng Racing God.
I don't have time to deal with you.
But you'd better know that if my brother Tommy really wants to find someone in Yangcheng, there is nothing he can't find.
So, please remember that my mobile phone number is 136XXX. I will buy a new mobile phone tomorrow and get a new phone card.
If you are wise, you can return our old mobile phones as soon as possible, and forget about it for a hundred and eighty thousand yuan, otherwise we will see how we can play with you slowly in the future."
After saying that, the four of them walked out of the woods together while cursing each other.
Upon seeing this, at least half of the people in the crowd followed their footsteps after hesitating for a moment. They probably planned to leave the woods first and find their way back.
As for the system and tasks, they also didn't believe it.
Only the remaining half of the people stood scattered in various places in the grove, looking at the people walking out with amused expressions.
Among the people left behind was Yang Dongli. He instinctively took out a stick of sand and stuffed it into his mouth. When he realized that he didn't bring a lighter, he reluctantly put it back.
Even Hu Biao, a trainee commander, originally planned to stop these people after opening his mouth.
But when he thought that these people should go to the prescribed two-kilometer area, then some system should issue a warning, Hu Biao shut his mouth again.
"It's okay to scare them after being warned. It will be easier to explain later." Hu Biao thought happily...