"Momo, their compressed biscuits are different from ours," Yan Gui handed a new pack of compressed biscuits to Mo Shangyun, "try this, it tastes pretty good."
"Um."
Mo Shangyun took over the compressed biscuits.
After sharing with Mo Shangjun, Yan Guicai turned around and divided the rest between Tang Shi and Yu Yitong. They didn't care about Yan Gui's move, and accepted it very simply.
During this time, the sound of fighting became the background music.
This phenomenon did not last long.
Because soon, Duan Zimu 1-4, overwhelming them with overwhelming strength.
And the four people who were concentrating on distributing the food for the 907 students didn't even give him any applause.
"Brother Duan, you're acting out of order, it took so long to get rid of them." Yan Gui glanced at the time on his watch and sneered at Duan Zimu.
Duan Zimu shrugged indifferently, then walked straight towards him, "Leave me a portion of the rations."
"I'll keep it for you."
Yan Gui threw away his share.
Duan Zimu took it, found a seat beside them, and sat down to eat together.
At the same time, the four people who were beaten on the ground looked up at Duan Zimu... and the whole group of people around him with a shocked attitude.
One was their former instructor, the other was their former student, the other was running the train with a hippy smile, the other was calm and poignant, and the other was a gentleman who was as humble as a gentleman, but had the ability to pick four.
One pick four!
Even if you take that kind of solid foundation, you can't do it!
What's more, this Duan Zimu acted so easily, just like a simple warm-up as usual!
At this moment, their mood is as uncomfortable as eating flies.
However, Yan returned to remind them for fear that the world would not be in chaos, "Hey, aren't you going to report your achievements?"
Four people: "..." Inhumanely poked their sadness!
But after this reminder, they really had to report their defeat.
Because of the verbal and actual blows, they consciously stayed away from Mo Shangyun and others, and then obediently listened to the captain being scolded by Chen Yu after the situation was finished.
Quiet night.
The battle was about to break out, and after a short period of intense fighting, calm returned.
At various locations in the jungle, battle after battle begins and ends.
Some battles are even silent, ending before the enemy reacts.
"Aren't we going to be too harsh?"
Yan Jingye tied the enemies together, and returned the slightest sympathy to this group of enemies who had been defeated humiliatingly before returning to their senses.
Yan Jinzao stood aside, glanced condescendingly at the group of people who were so frightened by his presence that they didn't respond, and said coolly, "No. This is just the beginning."
As early as the beginning of the exercise, Yan Gui revealed the news to him.
The enemy is the 907 special forces, and they are all students of their class.
So at the beginning of the fight, he didn't want to show mercy.
He didn't have too many ideas, but the bucket of water splashed on Mo Shangjun made Mo Shangjun aggrieved troops... He would not let it go easily.
There is no limit within the rules, they can do it.
Hanging a captive enemy on a tree until dawn is already very benevolent.
…
In the darkness, Subei trampled the last enemy under his feet.
"So weak, how did your instructor teach it?"
The dagger in his hand hurriedly threw to the ground, right next to the opponent's cheek, causing people to break out in cold sweat.
"None of your business!" The man calmed down and shouted angrily.
The military boots stomped on his back, and Subei bent down, slowly pulled out the dagger, and then patted the man's face, "It's no wonder that some instructors take the initiative to resign."
"you-"
Suddenly thinking of what happened a few months ago, the man's eyes widened in astonishment.
However, Subei had already straightened up, and after removing his general boots, he put the dagger in the scabbard, and said lazily to the people around him, "Drag down, don't appear in my field of vision."
"… Yes."
Bai Lizhao reluctantly cooperated with her.
Then he grabbed the opponent's ankle and dragged the person away.
"Fuck, you guys are whipping the corpse! Whip the corpse! Do you have any friendly spirit?!"
The man screamed madly.
Without saying a word, Baili Zhao walked faster.
Subei shrugged and raised his eyebrows indifferently.
Don't lose if you have the ability.
The ability is not good, if you lose, you deserve a little humiliation.
…
"Listen to me, our mission this time is not only to win, but also to torture the enemy."
Ding Jing was sitting on a branch, her long legs stretched along the direction of the branch, the other leg was hanging down, and in her hand she was holding a snake with its fangs and mouth open.
She calmly issued orders to the other students in the group, "In terms of torturing people, I believe the instructors have taught you a lot. Please don't be stingy to use all these methods. Our goal is to torture them as much as possible, and strive to persecute them. Crazy them. Did you hear?!"
"Yes!"
Liang Zhiqiong raised his hand very aggressively.
Ding Jing glanced at Ren Yu and raised his hand, "Yes!"
Seeing their positive response, Qi Qi smiled and said, "Okay, it's quite interesting."
Chai Xinyan: "..." Oh, she tried her best.
394. 907 [12] Sincerely