Looking at the young people who were gradually approaching, all the rookies were surprised, and suddenly someone shouted softly.
"Damn it,... he seems to be a comrade in the cooking class."
"Ah? From the cooking class? Even the cooking class needs to go on an armed cross-country trip early in the morning? Are they so strong?"
"Are you sure you read it correctly? A member of the cooking class will go cross-country?"
"You can't be wrong. Look at his outfit. He's not from the cooking class. Which department is he from?"
"Yeah, with this kind of image, it's probably only those in the back office department."
"..."
When everyone heard the comrade's exclamation, they became even more curious and exchanged words in low voices.
If you put it this way, the Undead Commandos are indeed terrifying.
Who would have thought that all the comrades in the cooking class of the Undead Commando would have to go on an armed cross-country trip of 60 kilometers early in the morning.
What kind of army is this? Even the people in the cooking class are awesome?
At this time, those rookies were looking at this young man and really thought he was someone from the cooking class.
But when they were convinced of this idea, someone called out the strange scene just now.
In the scene where the instructors drew lots to win or lose, they all felt that their outlook on life was about to collapse.
After all, no one would have thought that a group of awesome undead commandos would draw lots to determine the outcome?
Not awesome, right?
During the cross-country, each of the instructors was as fierce as a ferocious beast, full of endless wild energy. It felt like they had not yet reached their limit during the 60 kilometers of cross-country.
Also, even my colleagues in the cooking class are so awesome. They casually completed a 60-kilometer cross-country trip and walked so easily.
Awesome, right? But he's playing a kid's lottery game.
At this moment, Chen Zhibao was ready and started to walk back.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, the instructor is coming back." Someone in the team shouted.
Tread...
Everyone speeded up when they heard this, and after arming themselves, they all ran back to stand in line.
"Are you all ready?"
Chen Zhibao strode in front of these rookies and asked.
"The report is all ready."
Chen Zhibao listened, swung his hands, and walked back and forth around the rookies to check the installation status of the laser targets on their bodies.
After confirming that everyone was properly installed, Chen Zhibao said: "Today's training is to simulate actual battlefield combat. At the beginning of the training, you need to collectively retreat to the other end of the playground, 500 meters away from me, and then move toward me.
Come over here."
"However, when you come over, I will shoot you. Of course, the bullets will be blank bullets, but once the laser target on your body is activated by me, it will prove that you have been shot."
"Are you alone against more than 100 of us?"
The rookies were shocked when they heard about this training program.
Running a distance of 500 meters in less than one minute, can you resist more than 100 of us by yourself?
The reaction of these rookies was the same as the reaction of instructors like Chen Zhibao at that time. They all thought it was too easy. After all, they had many people, and they thought running 500 meters was a piece of cake.
Chen Zhibao ignored the contemptuous attitude of the rookies and continued: "In this process, each of you has 10 chances. Once 10 are used up, you will be eliminated immediately."
"It turns out that these 10 laser targets represent these 10 opportunities."
When the rookies heard this, they understood instantly, but the smiles in their hearts became even stronger.
500 meters, more than 100 people, 10 chances, and only one person shoots, this is too easy.
Think about 128 people. It is equivalent to firing 1280 bullets in 1 minute and ensuring that every one of them is hit. Only then will everyone lose. But is this possible?
How is it possible to fire more than 1,000 shots in 1 minute?
Haha, it’s so easy!
It seems that the special training of the undead commando is not difficult.
While these rookies were thinking about it, Chen Zhibao continued: "Of course, I won't be too perverted. As long as you can run 200 meters away, I won't shoot you. Of course, if you run slowly, I will
Special care.”
With that said, Ghost King Chen Zhibao showed a strange smile to the rookie.
He was applying the words of instructor Lin Tian when he trained them, and they learned and applied them completely. However, he added some new tricks and gave them special care.
Because he expected that these rookies would be afraid of receiving special treatment, this would definitely be faster, but as soon as they went faster, they would die faster.
If these rookies want to rush over quickly by relying on speed, then forget it and wait for them to be returned one by one.
But it can’t be fast, can it be done slowly?
It would be even worse if it was slow, and special care would have to be taken immediately. Within this distance of 500 meters, who would be able to withstand the special care?
Whether you are fast or slow, you will have to die, because this special training tests not only speed, but also reaction. The specifics will depend on the understanding of these rookies.
However, when these rookies heard what the instructor said, their expressions changed and they screamed in frustration.
A distance of 500 meters, 10 laser targets, and letting them rush towards each other. Isn't this a clear attempt to bully them?
That was definitely bullying. Think about the fact that the instructor could become the strongest special forces soldier in the Yan Kingdom, and his marksmanship is definitely very good. He also asked them to come towards me from a distance of 500 meters. This was a living target. There was no way to escape, let alone face him.
To such an awesome instructor.
How to compare?
There's no comparison at all.
However, Chen Zhibao paid no attention to what these rookies thought, and directly shouted: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Get the hell over there to the playground."
At this time, Geng Jihui and others who were sitting nearby and watching the show also started shouting.
"Quick, rookies, didn't you hear that there is special care?"
"Do you want the instructor to prepare special care for you? If you want, just stand still and don't leave."
"Haha, a bunch of snails, trash..."
Hearing the evil laughter of these instructors, the rookies were almost hurt from anger, but they had no choice but to run quickly obediently.
Deng Deng...
The rookies ran to the other end of the playground and immediately started taking positions.
Soon, they stood in four columns facing the instructors, and the four people in front stood sideways, obviously wanting to protect the laser targets on their bodies.
Seeing the positions of those rookies, Chen Zhibao paid no attention to them, because he knew that any position was useless. After all, everyone had to come over to face themselves. Of course, whether they could come over or not depended on their abilities.
Five minutes later, Chen Zhibao shouted: "Ready, start."
The moment he finished shouting, Chen Zhibao immediately raised his gun and pointed it at the rookie 500 meters away.
At this moment, he was quite excited inside.
Why, half a year ago, a team of 100 people were tortured like this by Lin Tian, a devilish instructor.
"Haha, things are changing!"
A smile flashed across Chen Zhibao's lips and he decisively pulled the trigger.
Ta-ta-ta!
Along with a burst of gunfire, bullets were like raindrops, whizzing away in the direction of the rookie.