The nights on the Gobi Desert always get darker later, and the sun at the lakeside at around eight o'clock is still very dazzling. The clothes you just picked up from the water can be evaporated in a short time.

More than a hundred men were lying naked in rows. The cool breeze from the other side of the mountain blew and caressed the belly with an indescribable feeling of comfort. The only flaw was the shackles on the feet. Because of this thing, it made people feel comfortable.

I can't even enjoy swimming.

"Taoist Niu, look at the sun is almost setting behind the mountain, do we have to go back?"

"Yuanhui, your master's original intention in giving you this name was to hope that your wisdom would make you perfect. Now it seems that there is still a long way to go."

Niu Dayong grabbed a handful of sand and rubbed it on his stomach, and said in a neither salty nor bland tone. The friendship between men is very wonderful. After just one day of contact, the two people who were originally at war with each other seemed to have a very good relationship.

.At least they all exchanged names and talked much more casually.

"I am indeed still far away from achieving great wisdom. But what does this have to do with whether or not I can return to camp?"

The young monk Yuan Hui scratched his bald head that was warmed by the sun and asked.

"You are so stupid and you still want to achieve great wisdom? Let me forget it. You can't even understand the small wisdom in front of you, and you still want to achieve great wisdom? Haha..."

Situ Jun spat out the grass roots in his mouth, crossed his legs and echoed casually. As soon as these words came to light, the young people around him laughed.

"Why are you laughing? You are the only one who is smart?"

The young monk was a little unconvinced and retorted.

"Haha... Don't tell me, Dong Wu is much smarter than you right now.

What? Don’t believe it? Dong Wu, analyze it with this stupid monk..."

Niu Dayong kicked the side with his foot and said.

"This is nonsense analysis. Didn't that bastard Yang Buxu say that before he left the camp? Whoever goes back first will have nothing to eat. Even though everyone knows it was a slip of the tongue, they will definitely get angry when the time comes.

Let’s not get into trouble with this, just wait for someone to leave first and follow us. The thing about standing out is... Ouch... why did you hit me?"

"Silly! Why are you speaking so loudly? Are you afraid that others won't hear you or something?"

Situ Jun suddenly flicked Dong Wu on the back of the head. But when they saw the looks from around them, they realized that it was probably already too late.

When everyone was playing in the lake just now, they had indeed forgotten Yang Buxu's words, but now they all came to their senses after hearing Dong Wu's reminder.

Yes, those who go back first will have nothing to eat. Although almost everyone thinks this is just a slip of the tongue, if you go back late, then when Yang Buxu gets angry, the person who is most likely to become a punching bag will definitely be the first to go back.

That team of people.

Rustling... almost at the same time, everyone on the lake shore jumped up and down, getting dressed, looking for shoes, stumbling around in a mess.

In less than five minutes, the hundred and ten people were all dressed up again. Not to mention, the brand-new military uniforms really smelled like they were wearing them. But the next step was you looking at me and me looking at you, and no one wanted to take the first step.

step.

"Yuan Hui! Brother Niu, I was wrong! I really shouldn't have said that you are stupider than Dong Wu!

Only now do I know that this guy’s usual shrewdness is all pretending, but in fact, his fucking head is full of grass..."

Niu Dayong now wants to beat someone, especially strangle the guy named Dong. At first, most people didn't think about this incident, but now it's better.

, all reacted.

Seeing the people around him looking at each other and confronting each other, Dong Wu also knew that this was all caused by him being too proud and not paying attention to the volume of his words. So at this time, he could only lower his head and did not dare to talk back even half a sentence.

"Brother Tian, ​​what should we do now? Do we have to stand like this all night?"

In the crowd, a teammate next to Shi Tian asked in a low voice.

"Let's wait and see. Maybe someone will test this water later. But I don't think it's a big problem. After all, it was a slip of the tongue. At most, I will be punished by running or something."

"What if what Yang said about not being hungry was not a slip of the tongue?"

Suddenly someone took over and asked loudly. Everyone swung and all eyes immediately turned to the direction where the voice came from just now.

Both Niu Dayong and Situ Jun were seen covering their foreheads with their hands, both looking helpless. As for the one who just spoke, it was naturally the little monk Yuan Hui who was very proud after accepting the apology. He is still there now

Feel proud of yourself for attracting everyone's attention with your words.

If just now there might be some people who didn't care enough and chose to go back to the military camp first, now anyone who is not a fool has to hide behind.

"Ajun, now I suddenly feel that the difficulty of this mission has been increased without limit. With such a smart teammate, I will be embarrassed if I die too slowly!"

"Dayong, heroes really think alike! But is it too late to give up now?"

Situ Jun simply found a place and lay down again. Looking at this posture, several people would not faint from hunger or freeze to death. I am afraid that no one will return to the camp early. After all, no one will be taken advantage of.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will immediately take root and sprout in everyone's heart. Now I'm afraid no one thinks that what Yang Buxuan said was due to a slip of the tongue. In fact, it doesn't make much difference whether it was a slip of the tongue. In short, it is

No one will do good deeds and sacrifice themselves for everyone.

As time goes by, the originally warm sun has set on the other side of the mountain. In the Gobi Desert, which has lost its heat source, the temperature changes at any time. The mountain breeze just now warmed the girl's soft little hands. Now

But every time the butcher's sharp knife is used to kill pigs, it will strip away a layer of heat from the surface.

The weather, which was originally about 33 degrees, is now dropping at a rate of almost one degree Celsius every five minutes. There are many people like Niu Dayong who played with his stomach in the sand just now. In a hurry, they just wash and put on clothes.

I was so anxious that many people's clothes got wet again. If the wind blows, my dear, it will really kill people.

When the last ray of sunset on the horizon completely disappeared, the temperature was almost below zero. Although they were all ancient warriors who had worked hard for many years, their resistance was much stronger than that of ordinary people, but human power was still no match for nature. There were several

At a lower level, I started to tremble all over and sneeze.

"Ah...ah...it's so cold...you idiots, do you just want to keep doing this?"

Niu Dayong stamped his feet and rubbed his hands and shouted to a large group of people. Especially at this time, his stomach began to drum again, and he was in this state of being hungry and cold.

"Who the hell would you want to think about it! There is no other way. If you are loyal enough, you can go back first!"

I don’t know who it was, but someone in the crowd immediately responded.

"What the hell, why don't you tell me to go back first! Otherwise, we'll draw lots, and whoever draws will be unlucky!"

Not surprisingly, this proposal was unanimously approved by everyone, and soon each of the eleven teams sent representatives to discuss the winner and loser based on the merits of the grassroots.

Originally this method was fair and feasible, but it didn't work if it was replaced by ancient warriors. Not only did it not work, it almost caused a large-scale

Group fight incident.

Everyone has inner Qi in their body. Due to different skills, the properties of this thing are different. For example, after discussion in the seventh round of drawing lots, the guy who drew first actually used inner Qi to draw the lot.

The veins and fibers of the rest of the grass roots inserted into the kettle were shattered, so his shortest lot became the longest. The rule was that the shortest one went back first, and in the end he almost got into a fight again.

After struggling for more than an hour, the lottery took more than ten rounds, and the results were controversial every time. In the end, No. 100 had to hide under the stone obediently, no one wanted to give in.

In fact, this scene had long been expected. In the military camp, on the sentry tower, Yang Buxu looked more and more gloomy with his binoculars. He had thought that these guys would blame each other, and he also expected that there would be disputes, but he didn't expect that until

No one is willing to step up and take responsibility yet.

He could clearly see from the telescope that among the group of people, two guys had already begun to "play tricks" because the temperature dropped too fast. It seemed that it was because they slept in the school yard last night and spent a lot of time shooting targets during the day.

My physical strength is more likely to be that I can't drink mutton soup. In addition, I took a cold bath in the lake later, and now I can't stand it so quickly when the wind blows.

From past experience, if those two guys don't get them back quickly, they will quickly develop a fever and then their body temperature will begin to lose. They may not even be able to survive tomorrow.

This is not alarmist. The Gobi Desert is so terrifying. Without food intake, fatigue and low temperature, it only takes one night to take away a living life. When I was receiving special training in Langya

He has suffered from such sins frequently.

But even so, those guys were still selfish, disregarding the safety of their comrades just for a meal. It was precisely because of this that Yang Buxian's face looked so ugly.

In fact, this is the purpose of setting up this bureau. The purpose is to cultivate their spirit of sacrifice. Of course, this problem is also very simple to solve. It is so simple that you don’t need to think about it to solve it, but no one can think of it, or it can’t be solved.

I'd like to think about that.

"I'm not hungry. Now the temperature has dropped to minus three degrees. The situation of those two guys looks very bad.

Although they are all martial arts practitioners, in the final analysis they are young people who have never endured hardship. I am afraid that something will happen to me if I delay it any longer!"

The cat ghost next to him reminded him with some worry that "making trouble" may seem like a small problem at first glance, but this is the Gobi Desert. If it is not dealt with in time, it will be like breaking into a ghost gate.

"If you're not hungry, forget about it. Soldiers need to train slowly. It's only the first day, so it's too hasty! This is just a new military camp, not the devil's camp of Langya. We don't have a death target. Just in case.

If something happens, you can’t handle it!”

Tietou also persuaded him, as a master, he saw that his apprentice finally became a lieutenant colonel, so he couldn't be dragged into a military court just because of this matter.

"How about I drive and get those two guys back first, and you can mess with the rest for a while longer if you want?"

After Liang Longhai finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but before he could take a step, his shoulders were pressed down.

"Wait a moment, little monk Yuan Hui seems to have reacted..."

Popsicle suddenly pointed forward and said. Several people immediately looked in the direction.
Chapter completed!