Allen also had an ugly face, but he was not frightened by the thick second lieutenant's voice. What really shocked him was the light shining from the second lieutenant's body when he drank violently.
That is the light of source power, which is different from Bai Fang's lonely and cold silver light. The light on the second lieutenant's body is light red, showing a strong and domineering taste.
In addition to the second lieutenant, Allen also found that several of the instructors were also shining brightly. It's just that their brilliance is extremely dim compared with the second lieutenant's. But no matter how dim it is, Allen also knows that he can't afford to provoke such a person, at least for now.
He decided to strictly abide by the second lieutenant's orders. Killing him like this is no different from crushing an ant. They are not as easy to provoke as the soldiers under Gut. And he still wants to live, and only if he lives can he settle accounts with Andy.
And at the same time, it is also the wish of the mother!
Under the sign of the second lieutenant, several soldiers sprinkled some yellow powder around the boys and girls. At the same time, Andy continued: "The next step is a simple assessment. Believe me, it's really simple."
He grinned grinningly and said, "I just want you to stand still for 10 minutes and keep quiet. The most important point is that you are not allowed to leave this yellow circle. Whoever violates the order will end up..."
Taking out a rough revolver from his waist, Second Lieutenant Ron shook the gun deliberately, the meaning of which was already very obvious.
Soon, the yellow powder had already sprinkled an unavoidable circle on the square, and a hundred or so teenagers stood in the circle. Many teenagers seemed a little panicked. Alan sniffed hard, and the smell of the powder was filled with a pungent sour smell, which almost choked him to tears. A scent with a strong taste like this does not seem to be simply for drawing a circle.
It's more like trying to limit something.
Allen's guess quickly became a reality, as several other soldiers brought several sealed alloy drums. Then enter the password, and finally after the electronic lock is unlocked, the surface of the bucket shrinks, and thousands of faint red fireflies flicker in the dark space inside.
The teenagers couldn't hide the fear in their eyes, they backed away, and the timid ones even fell to the ground.
Suddenly, a small thing jumped out of the barrel. It was an ant, but it was a bit bigger, as big as a cicada. The body is dark red, and the two small sharp jaws are moving gently.
"These are volcano ants. They live near the crater all year round and are extremely sensitive to vibrations. If I were you, just stand still." Second Lieutenant Ron said with a smirk.
Several soldiers began to knock on the drum, and under the influence of the vibration, a large number of volcano ants continued to crawl out of the drum. They spread out like a dark red wave. At first, the volcano ants seemed a little dazed, as if they were adapting to the new environment. However, when some teenagers couldn't help screaming, the ants immediately locked their targets and swarmed towards the teenagers like a tide.
Allen took a deep breath and began to slow down his heartbeat. This is the technique used by the snow wolf to hide its whereabouts. By slowing down its own heartbeat, it can weaken its breath so that it can quietly approach its prey and launch a decisive blow.
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After breathing, the volcano ants had already swarmed to the feet of the teenagers. Dozens of ants began to climb up Allen's feet, and he tried to make his breathing long and gentle so that his body would not react too violently.
However, the other teenagers are not Allen. At least half of the teenagers and girls screamed, stomping with their feet and clapping with their hands. However, their overly violent reaction quickly aroused the attack of the volcano ants. These not-so-small ants easily tore open the juvenile's immature skin with their palatal teeth. They slipped into the ears, nostrils and even the lower body of these older children.
In just one minute, more than a dozen teenagers had already fallen down. They began to vomit blood, the result of volcanic ants gnawing on their internal organs.
A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy finally couldn't help screaming and ran out of the yellow circle, and Ensign Ron didn't stop him. Seeing this, the other teenagers followed suit, and when more than a dozen children ran out of the yellow circle, Second Lieutenant Ron nodded to the soldiers behind him.
Then there was a continuous burst of gunfire, and the soldiers directly used their rifles to bring down the children who dared to run out of the yellow circle. Ron even used his rough revolver to plow off most of a girl's head, and the child's body that fell on the ground quickly became a delicious meal for volcano ants.
Allen simply closed his breath and eyes. He was still standing there, his whole body covered with volcanic ants. But he was motionless, like a stone sculpture. Ron quickly found him, and the second lieutenant winked at an instructor next to him: "It seems that there are still some good ones, the little guy knows how to slow down his heartbeat and restrain his breath. Look, those damn ants just think of him as a stone .”
"Dai will write down his number."
The instructor nodded.
Ten minutes finally passed, Ron snapped his fingers, and immediately a dozen soldiers with water guns rushed at the children. A large gust of cold water sprayed on his body, Allen felt his whole body loosen, and the densely packed ants crawling on his body were all washed away by the water. They struggled desperately in the water, but soon one of them stopped moving. Allen stretched out his tongue and gently licked the water stains flowing out of his mouth, only to feel a strong sour taste coming from the tip of his tongue.
Something has seeped into the water, which should be fatal to the volcano ants.
It took a full minute for the water gun to wash away before it stopped, and less than a third of the teenagers were still standing. At least fifty teenagers were killed by the volcanic ants, and a dozen were shot dead by Ron and his soldiers.
In just 10 minutes, there were thirty-five people left in the training camp. At this time, Allen understood somewhat the meaning of the so-called "hell" in Ron's words just now.
"Congratulations, you have survived the first level, which is also the most difficult level." Ron looked at the teenagers who were still standing, and they were all soaked. Some of the girls had wet clothes attached to their bodies, exposing their youthful bodies even more. Ron gave these girls a hard look before continuing: "This is the first lesson I taught you, and that is to obey my orders completely. If you follow my orders, you may not die. But if If you disobey the order, you will die!"
"I think the previous deserters are enough to illustrate this point."
Ron clapped his hands: "Okay, this is the morning class for now. Here are some manuals. I know the manuals for "Death Ring"
If some of you don't even know why you're here, take this opportunity to take a look. After a while, the instructor will take you to the barracks. When I hear the whistle, I hope you will appear in front of me within 15 seconds. Otherwise, weigh the consequences yourself. "
"Disband!"
Afterwards, Allen and others were taken to a simple barracks.
The barracks are built with iron plates, and thick steel bars are used as supports in the barracks. Other than that, there are only two rows of evasive iron beds left. Allen picked a bed, which was in the corner, at least three meters away from the nearest window. Many children like to sleep near the window, but Allen subconsciously chooses a corner that is not vulnerable to attack out of his habit of living in the wild for many years.
His clothes were soaked, so he simply took off his shirt. Soon, the instructors sent several sets of camp uniforms to these children. A grass-green vest, a pair of camouflage trousers, and black military boots. These are the best clothes Allen has worn in the past five years, and the instructors are in the barracks supervising these children changing into camp uniforms. The barracks were for mixed use, so a dozen or so girls had to take off their wet clothes under the watchful eyes of everyone. Some of the girls had already developed well, revealing the fruit that was about to ripen on their chests.
This naturally attracted the enthusiastic gaze of the instructor and other boys, and Alan was no exception. It's just that he has lived with Xuelang for many years, so he doesn't know much about men and women. The other boys were different, and some of the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys even had experience in this area, so their eyes on the girl became more intense.
Just as the boys were changing their clothes, a dozen or so instructors suddenly jumped up from the door and windows of the barracks. Each of them had a whip in their hands, and it was undeniable that they would be a frenzy to the naked boys and girls.
For a while, the barracks screamed everywhere.
The position Allen chose gave him a second or two to react than the others. So when an instructor's whip was drawn in the air, he rolled on the bed and let the whip hit the iron chest. The instructor said "Hey", flicked his wrist, and swept the long whip out. Allen threw himself to the ground and avoided the second whip.
"Damn it!" The instructor cursed in a low voice, and whipped out again.
The whip aimed at Alan's head, and the latter immediately covered his head with his hands. He shrunk himself into a ball to reduce the blow surface, and then turned slightly to the side, so that the whip that landed on his head was finally drawn on the outside of his left arm, immediately pulling out a red and swollen scar.
Then came a few more whips.
There were screams in the barracks one after another, but the attack came and went quickly. Within five seconds, all the instructors stopped. Each child received at least two or three lashes. Alan was more, he received six lashes, twice as much as other teenagers!
At this time, Lieutenant Ron walked in, with a signature smile on his face and said: "Little bastards, how do you feel comfortable smoking? Remember, you are here to accept the ultimate Strict training in order to survive in the cruelest game. Don't think that you are still staying at home. With me, an attack may occur at any time. All you have to do is to be vigilant at all times and use the fastest Learn how to be beaten quickly!"
"This is my second lesson for you!"
(end of this chapter)