In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
During the lunch break, Connie sat on the edge of the bed in the dormitory, holding his bandaged leg and complaining: "The training here is too difficult. I can't always remember my position in the formation.
The most perverted thing is that they actually asked us to use a three-dimensional mobile device to chop giant targets while riding horses on flat ground. This genius almost broke his leg!"
Smiling slightly, A Ming rubbed his slightly red and swollen shoulders and comforted him: "You're lucky, but your leg is sprained. If you really break your leg, you won't be able to participate in the extra-mural investigation in half a month."
Grinning, Connie said disapprovingly: "It's better not to go. The thought of having to fight giants on the plains makes me feel numb!"
We recaptured so many buildings in the city during the war, and so many of us died, I can’t imagine what would have happened if we were on the grass!”
Jean was not injured, and was making ordinary black tea. This was used to reward the soldiers after the last recapture. Only the last bit was left: "I must be crazy to join the Survey Corps. But the human three-dimensional mobile device here is used
It’s really amazing, I never thought that a three-dimensional mobile device could be used like this before!”
Connie was a little fascinated: "Yes, it will be great if I can be this good one day."
A Ming smiled and said: "There will be a day. By the way, why didn't Ren come back?"
Let Tan Tan hand over: "Tell him, he has gone crazy, he has played many tricks on the three-dimensional mobile device, even the seniors are dumbfounded!"
Connie also saw how Ren used the three-dimensional mobile device and sighed: "It should be said that they are both named Ackerman. Mikasa is also very powerful. They are like monsters. They have only been half a month old. The seniors have taught me
There’s nothing left for them!”
In fact, the relationship between Ren and Mikasa is not a secret. However, after three years, they often talk without comment. Ren found that Mikasa's thoughts are actually quite conservative. She hopes that Allen can live a stable life with her.
She said that if it wasn't Eren who saved her, Mikasa wouldn't want to see Eren now.
Jean was a little unhappy that Connie said Mikasa was a monster, but he didn't say much. People will grow up, and Jean is now easier to get along with than before.
At this time, Renn was still competing with some people from Levi's class and Mick's class in the forest.
"Whoosh!"
Ren flew as fast as lightning, and struck the giant target with a spinning slash on the back of his neck. His movements were smooth and fluid, without any lag.
"laugh!"
His body whirled in the air and struck another giant target with his knife.
Like a flying swallow, it landed on a tree branch in front, and then used the three-dimensional maneuvering device to fly forward quickly, leaving Oruo, Petra, Elder, Nanaba, Gruga, and Rina behind.
Take the lead and swoop forward.
"Damn it, this kid is too flexible!" Gruga shouted.
Petra explained: "He also often holds the knife with his backhand and spins his body in the air to chop at the target. He chops two targets at the same time without stopping. He keeps moving at a high speed and we can't catch up."
Allua was a little reluctant: "Okay, I admit that he just lacks experience now, and there is nothing we can teach you about the little girl named Mikasa."
Sighing, Elder shook his head: "I used to laugh at the guy from Nice for his lack of skills, but he was so quickly wiped out by two newcomers, and now he's slapped in the face!"
Nanaba put his hand on his forehead: "It's too bad. We look so incompetent."
Rina put away the blade: "Fortunately, there are only two newcomers like this. Let's leave it like this for now. It's impossible to let Captain Levi teach the newcomers. Now it depends on their performance in the investigation outside the wall."
After Ren's extra training, he ran all the way back to the dormitory, picked up the black tea he asked the young master to make, and poured himself a cup: "Brothers, how was your training?"
Connie pointed to his bandaged leg: "Master Ren, didn't you see that I almost broke my leg?"
A Ming smiled, with some curiosity on his face: "It's just Wei, Ren, you must have learned a lot from the more powerful seniors that squad leader Nice found for you, right?"
Ren En, who was in a good mood, smiled: "I have learned a lot. They do have some skills, but they have learned almost enough now. We will wait for the subsequent investigation outside the wall."
The way those elite members of the Survey Corps operate three-dimensional mobile devices opened Ren's eyes and inspired him.
Jean was surprised: "You just learned it? We haven't even finished learning what monitor Nice taught us!"
Shrugging calmly, Renn took a sip of black tea and said, "After learning, they don't plan to teach anything anymore."
Invisible pretense is the most deadly, causing a period of silence, and the comparison between people is irritating. Connie is right, at least Ren is a monster! As for Mikasa, she is just too good.
With a bad look on his face, Connie covered his head: "Then have you remembered the direction change of the long-distance enemy tracking formation? Turning left and right, I feel like my head is going to explode!"
Ren chuckled lightly: "Connie, you seem to be the only one in our dormitory who didn't remember it, right?"
Blushing a little, Connie felt very embarrassed: "Don't say that, didn't Sasha remember it completely?"
Jean snorted: "Ha, you can only compare your IQ with the Sweet Potato Girl!"
Connie had a look of helplessness on his face. He was also very desperate! When he was practicing long-distance tracking of enemies on horseback on the plains not far in front of the castle, he made several mistakes and ran in the wrong direction. He was trained so badly by his seniors that he was almost autistic.
Already.
Time passed day by day, and there were only 3 days left before the 57th extra-wall investigation. At this time, under the serious guidance of the seniors of the Survey Corps.
The recruits have basically mastered the skills and knowledge required for investigation outside the wall. In addition to formations and three-dimensional maneuvering devices, they also include the correct use of flares, when to change horses, precautions for marching in rainy days, how to protect carriages, how to deal with odd-shaped species, etc.
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There are currently many talents in the Survey Corps, and Ren has gained a lot these days. There is an uncle named Toma in Mikban who impressed him deeply. He is better at driving... and riding a horse than he is.
Very unconvinced, Ren and Toma competed twice in the Imperial City on the plain, and then the car god Ren overturned and lost cleanly. Ren felt that with his equestrian skills, Toma could survive better than ordinary people.
longer.
In short, the daily training and courses this month were very full. It was not until these days that the recruits had learned almost everything, and even Connie could make no mistakes when practicing formations, and they gradually relaxed.
That night, in the castle yard, the recruits gathered around the campfire and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
Connie said: "We are leaving in a few days, are you nervous?"
Ymir said disdainfully: "Is it useful to be nervous? I said Connie, are you scared?"
Connie was furious: "Who is afraid!"
Ymir's venomous tongue sometimes ignores the situation and the severity, and can really make people angry to death.
The good girl Christa stopped Ymir who was about to say something else: "Connie, don't be nervous, the seniors are very powerful."
The goddess was placed in the Nanaba class, and Amin was in the Nice class.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, A Ming also smoothed things over: "It's okay. Everyone trains very hard, so there should be no problem."
Reiner is very calm, like a reliable big brother: "Everyone, be careful and don't leave the formation. Nothing will happen."
Renn is not very worried. Recently, his holy fighting spirit has reached a certain bottleneck. Now as long as he uses a knife to coordinate with his fighting spirit, no one can match the power of simple cutting.
He clenched his fist and felt the explosive power in it. He couldn't help but look up at the bright moon in the sky. The day of fighting was about to begin again.
On the last day before departure, everyone was busy, preparing carriages and starting to transport various supplies. The regiment leader and others were having a meeting. He informed some of the plans to veterans who had been in the regiment for more than five years.
At dusk, Renn carried a bucket of fresh fodder to feed the horses. He would set off tomorrow to reward his horses. The importance of horses outside the wall was no less important than the three-dimensional mobile device.
With a tilt of his head, Renn nimbly avoided the bite of "Charette". He felt that Nice's horse had become a spirit, and maybe there was a time traveler's soul inside.
Christa also came to feed the horse. The strange thing was that "Charette" looked at her quietly and refused to bite her. You know, the Nice monitor himself did not receive such treatment.
After putting down the fodder, Ren was a little puzzled: "Hrista, these horses seem to like you very much."
The goddess caressed "Charette"'s head, but did not maintain the gentle smile of the past: "Because no one likes me except these animals.
When I worked on the farm, I often fed the horses, and as long as I was busy, I could forget that I was alone."
Ren looked at the goddess with a calm face. The setting sun at dusk dyed her golden hair a layer of red. At this time, she was far different from usual: "So now you try to be a good girl and make everyone like you.
?”
"If I wasn't a good girl, would everyone still like me?" Staring at Ren with her big blue eyes, the goddess looked a little confused.
"You're overthinking it. A person doesn't need so many friends at all, and..."
Ren walked up to Christa and stared down into her eyes: "You maintain the image of a good girl in front of them, but in fact you don't regard those people as friends in your heart. How can you get along with friends while wearing a mask?
"
The goddess was a little flustered: "No, I didn't do that..."
"That's what you think! Only in front of outsiders, people habitually disguise themselves. No matter how dirty they are, they still have to look sanctimonious and personable."
Christa lowered her head slightly, her eyes averted, and Ren picked up a small piece of pebbles, put it into her hand, and looked at her with a stunned look on her face: "Is it right if someone throws a stone at you? Remember to throw it back next time!
You have to tell them that this is wrong! People should be reasonable, how can they throw stones at others!"
With a smile on his face, Ren held his hand with a bang: "Don't spoil those guys. You have to let them understand the principle of being kind to others. If you can't beat them, you can call me and Ymir. I don't mind."
Throw a brick on it!"
Seeing the silent Christa, Ren didn't think much and went to feed the horses. He didn't know very well that he had taught the goddess a bit bad.
