The following week was uneventful. In school, Zhang Tie and other members of the Aircraft Brotherhood gradually got to know each other better. I don’t know if it was as a promise to Zhang Tie or because I really felt that after the last incident, The risk of manual single-cylinder piston movement in the school was too great. No one in the Aircraft Brotherhood ever did anything similar again. This made Zhang Tie sigh in relief. Although his current strength is still very weak, he can use it. Zhang Tie felt very satisfied by protecting Teacher Dinah in this way.
At school, Gris was still as arrogant and domineering as ever, performing a bullying trick in the school cafeteria every day. However, he does have the ability to be arrogant and domineering. In several tests organized by the school last week, Gliss broke the school records for students in the past years with excellent results in almost every project. Gliss's record simply made everyone in the school boys feel desperate. The difference between a second-level professional warrior and an ordinary white soldier is so nakedly displayed in front of everyone.
Regarding Gres, Zhang Tie felt that he was very lucky. He was not cut in line by that guy even once when queuing in the canteen. On the other hand, Gres put huge pressure on everyone. Naturally, among these people Including Zhang Tie, Zhang Tie thinks about this every day in the school cafeteria. If one day in the future, someone is stronger than him with his fists and wants to infringe on what he is protecting, what should he do? Fight hard, fight hard. However, should we just watch helplessly? The huge pressure brought huge motivation to Zhang Tie. In addition to training and studying hard in school, Zhang Tie also seized all the time he could when he returned home and strengthened his strength bit by bit. For Zhang Tie, he could win as soon as possible. One day the flames of thought in the shrine are ignited, and one day earlier in this era, one has the ability to protect oneself.
In fact, not only Zhang Tie, but the entire graduating class of Heiyancheng National No. 7 Middle School began to work hard. This is already their last semester in school. The second half of the year will be spent entirely on internships, not in school. of. The mines around Black Flame City, the city guards, the farms outside the city, and the transportation thoroughfares are places that need to be guarded. They are the internship places for all graduating students in Black Flame City. It is okay in the city. There are fewer accidents in the city. Internships in several other places may lead to death. As long as you leave the protection of the tall city walls of Black Flame City, it will be difficult to find a place that can be called safe in the wild. Those dangerous places in the wild Mutated creatures and dark races in the crypts may kill you at any time, and the legend of those perverted gays in the city defense army who like fresh interns has been circulated among the graduating students of the National No. 7 Middle School. For many years.
If you don't fight hard, you will die - this is Captain Colin's mantra, and it is also a true portrayal of this era.
"Pull out the gun, use force, haven't you all eaten at noon? Draw the gun, use force..." The gunmanship instructor's roar echoed from time to time on the training ground in the afternoon, "Asshole, even if you are holding a red-hot iron, The stick can't make the gun slide forward when it is thrust out. Don't you have the strength in your hands? You are not even as good as a woman..."
Under the scorching sun, Zhang Tie was sweating profusely as he practiced the boring spear stabbing movements over and over again. After two hours, the gun body made of hollow steel had been worn very hot, and the blisters on his palms were blistered and broken, burning. I was constantly stimulated by sweat and the slightly hot gun body. Holding the gun body that was hot in the sun was like holding it on red hot coals. It hurt like a needle prick, but it felt the same when standing on the training platform. Facing the sun with his body as straight as a javelin, and the stern expression on his face, Zhang Tie could only grit his teeth and turn the pain on his body into a roar of "kill" over and over again, and then Stand up, step forward, and draw your gun, as tirelessly as a machine. In the eyes of all the students, far more than the gunmanship instructor, what makes them train desperately is the record of the most hated guy on the high platform behind the gunmanship instructor. This is the tradition of the school. Every graduating class All the data of the person with the strongest ability among the students will be written in dazzling red letters on the high platform in the middle of the training ground for people to look at. For someone, this is an honor, and for more people, it is an honor. For me, this is motivation, or to be more precise, provocation...
Gris —
100 meters time - 10.3 seconds.
Bench press - 160kg.
Squat - 310kg.
Explosive punching power - right fist 510kg, left fist 340kg
Maximum kicking power of the legs - 780kg
Maximum number of consecutive armor-piercing stabbing shots—137 shots
Endurance - 13 - The endurance index is also called the three-standard index. It refers to the maximum effective combat power transmission distance value of the rapid march at the standard speed in units of kilometers under the standard venue and the standard combat equipment weight. This may sound a bit complicated, but it is is the most accurate explanation. If this indicator is placed in a certain level of spearmen's phalanx, this is the maximum tactical movement radius of the spearmen's phalanx on the battlefield. This maximum effective combat power refers to the ability to retain more than half of the maximum personal combat power after a three-minute rest in place after a forced march. Gris's endurance value of 13 means that he can quickly march 13 times under standard combat equipment. After kilometers, you can still complete more than 69 armor-piercing shots in one breath or let your right fist hit more than 255 kilograms of attack power...
This is the strength of the second-level warrior!
The font on the high platform is particularly new. The bright red words are condescending and seem to be sarcastic to everyone who is suppressed by that guy. Since the school wrote Greiss's name and these data two weeks ago, the smell of gunpowder on the training ground has It started to get thicker and thicker. No one wants to lie down at this time.
On the day when Gris' name appeared on the high platform, what the cold-blooded marksmanship instructor said to Zhang Tie was that on the battlefield, there are only living and dead people, no good and bad guys. Everyone understood, and Zhang Tie's understanding was , the person who can come out of the battlefield alive is a good person.
After more than two hours of marksmanship training, there was a 10-kilometer armed medium-speed march. When he completed the last task of the day, Zhang Tie's feet were as soft as cotton. He casually found a shade tree and plopped down. Sitting on the ground panting like a dog for a long time without being able to stand up, everyone in the Airplane Brotherhood was staggering, except for Doug and Baghdad. Baghdad was the strongest among the Airplane Brotherhood, and in the school He can also be ranked in the upper reaches, but Doug's situation is a bit special. This guy was a little unusually excited today. He was drooling and giggling during class. Zhang Tie accidentally saw that guy when he was training gun skills just now. Although He was still half exhausted, but this guy's crotch was actually holding up a tall tent. This sight made Zhang Tie extremely shocked on the spot. Damn it, practicing gun skills can make little JJ so excited. Zhang Tie is really convinced by this guy from the Aircraft Brotherhood.
Just after finishing the run, Gris and several of his followers proudly floated past Zhang Tie with their heads held high like roosters, and glanced disdainfully at the staggering crowd, most of which had been drilled.
"Trash!" Gris' mouth seemed to be spitting out this word. Zhang Tie had no intention of distinguishing it and could only grit his teeth secretly.
After resting for more than ten minutes and recovering a little strength, Zhang Tie saw the fat man Barry walking tremblingly in front of him and squatting down, and asked in a rather sneaky low voice, "Do you have any plans after school?" "
"Twice a week, I just have to work at the grocery store today!"
"Are you still a child**?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Tie suddenly became a little angry, "Fuck, what's wrong with the little chicken? You guys are not the same!"
"Yes, after today, you will be the only one left in the entire aircraft brotherhood!" Barry said calmly. The pity in Barry's eyes made Zhang Tie unable to react for a moment.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Tie didn't understand for a moment.
"You will understand by the end of school. This is the benefit of being a member of the Aircraft Brotherhood. Today it is Doug's turn. When I get some more money, I will arrange it for you next time..." After Barry finished speaking, he patted Zhang Tie. He stood up on his shoulders and left, leaving Zhang Tiesi sitting on the ground thinking for a long time.
It felt a bit special after school today. When we walked out of the school gate together, Zhang Tie discovered that Baghdad and the others solemnly said goodbye to Doug at the school gate. Everyone said goodbye to him with a smile. They put their heads together and said something to Doug, shoulder to shoulder, and then there was a burst of **** laughter. Doug was very excited, and even his ears were red. Zhang Tie only vaguely heard a little bit. The content, what about gargling your mouth, there will be surprises and other inexplicable things if you clean your mouth. When it was Baghdad's turn, this guy's voice was loud enough, which made Zhang Tie listen carefully. "It's quick the first time, don't be frustrated, the rest will be It will take a long time and you can come many times. When I went there, I came seven times in succession... "
Then there were pats on the shoulders, hugs and hugs, and finally a bunch of guys and Doug winked and said goodbye. Siesta wanted to follow, but was dragged away by the arms of the two guys from Baghdad and Wright.
Zhang Tie was confused. Barry said that the next event was the Airplane Brotherhood. If Zhang Tie had time, they could go and see it together. Zhang Tie asked and knew that Barry and Doug were going to the train station, so it was okay. By the way, I followed all the way.
Along the way, Doug was excited and nervous, and kept asking Barry some strange questions.
"I took a shower last night, but I sweated a lot during training today. Are you okay?"
"Have you changed your underwear and panties?"
"I changed it. I changed it after taking a shower yesterday!"
"That's okay!"
"But Siesta said there will be a surprise for those who rinse their mouths before going!"
"Don't worry, I've prepared this for you!" Barry said as he solemnly took out a small paper bag from his pocket. The paper bags were layered on top of each other, making Doug and Zhang Tie particularly curious and stretched out their hands. Looking at it, Barry opened the paper and saw three or four thin leaves inside.
"What is this?" Doug asked curiously.
"This is very expensive. It's tea. I stole it from my dad. Others gave it to him. I usually don't want to use it. This is something only found in the Eastern Continent. Here, put it in your mouth and hold it. Hold it, don’t chew it, don’t swallow it, just hold it in your mouth, it’s more effective than gargling!”
Barry carefully took the pieces and put them in his mouth, holding them tightly without saying a word, for fear that they would fall out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.
"How many times can I do it?" After holding it for a while, a few people walked around, and Doug couldn't help but ask another question.
"Three hours, you can do it as many times as you want!"
"Can I make that hole in the back?" A few minutes later, Doug asked another question like a curious baby.
"Later..." Barry was really surprised, "Who did you listen to?"
"my brother… "
"This... it should, it seems not possible, Siesta and the others haven't even tried it!"
"Oh!" Just holding the tea leaves in his mouth, Doug became honest again. He seemed to feel that Doug's answer to the question just now was not beautiful enough, which affected his authority. After a few seconds of silence, Barry He explained seriously, "The one at the back is very expensive, yes, very expensive, and it's not hygienic..."
Zhang Tie already had a vague judgment in his heart, but the indescribable curiosity in his heart and the increasing male hormones made him walk away from school with Barry and Doug in a slight nervousness. They went to the old slum area near the train station and walked around in a low alley for about three to five minutes. The three of them finally stood in front of a vermilion door, standing apart from the obviously dilapidated buildings around them. Compared to the gate, the place where the three of them stood was obviously much neater. When the three people stood at the door and Barry knocked on the door, several passers-by turned their eyes on the faces of the three people, and they all had some inexplicable meaning. Zhang Tie felt as if there were fleas on his face. It feels like crawling and slightly itchy.
He didn't know what was special behind the door, but Zhang Tie's intuition told him that it must be very exciting, and Zhang Tie also became nervous.
Doug was so nervous that he was sweating all over. When he heard someone's throat grunting, Zhang Tie turned his head and looked, but it was Doug who looked like he was about to retching and was putting something in his mouth. Barry was also startled, "What's wrong!"
"I was nervous... swallowing... and swallowed those leaves. Now they are stuck in my throat... uncomfortable..."
"Idiot..." Barry cursed and slapped his head with his hand in great pain, "It's too embarrassing. Stop buttoning it. Drink some water and flush it down when you get in!"
"Ugh..."
Zhang Tie opened his eyes wide and watched as Doug's face turned red. Then the blood vessels in his neck swelled and became thicker. It seemed as if something surged up from his throat. His mouth bulged, and then he closed it hard. He opened his mouth, covered his mouth with his hands, and finally swallowed hard, swallowing everything back.
"Okay, it's okay. I swallowed it all. Fortunately, I reacted quickly!" Doug patted his chest, as if he was surviving the disaster. After saying that, he smiled shyly, and his teeth were wiped out in this smile. The half-digested vegetable leaves from the school cafeteria hanging at noon were exposed.
Zhang Tie's face turned a little pale, and his stomach turned slightly. It was too powerful. Now when Doug opened his mouth, Zhang Tie could smell a strange smell of stomach acid, which made him nauseous. Barry was also dumbfounded. It seemed that I never thought someone could be so powerful.
Zhang Tie retreated, and the green boy's swollen curiosity and hormones receded like the tide at this moment, "You guys have fun, I'm leaving!"
Barry quickly took out four silver coins from his pocket and patted Doug's other hand, "You can go in by yourself later. Remember, don't say that I brought you here. Don’t say you know me!”
The two people ran away quickly and hid aside. Doug was left standing at the door in confusion and scratching his head. The vermilion door opened. Zhang Tie didn't see who was inside. He only saw Doug first. His eyes widened, and then he showed a "shy" smile to the door, "Hello..."
The person who opened the door probably almost fainted from Doug's smoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "Peng" sound and the door was closed again. Doug was confused. After thinking about it, he turned his head and looked at Barry and Zhang Tie. Barry gave him a cheering gesture and said Doug then straightened up his chest again and knocked on the door. The door opened. Doug still smiled "shyly" and spread out the four silver coins he was holding. Seeing Doug's action, Barry felt pain again. He patted his head. The door was still closed without hesitation. This time, the sound was louder and the force was stronger. You can imagine the owner's mood at this moment.
When Doug knocked on the door for the third time, the moment Zhang Tie saw the door open, a basin of water poured out directly from the door. Doug suddenly became a drowned rat, and his "shy" smile was frozen...
Unlucky guy!