Yang Lulu has her own unique way of understanding this sentence.

Don't hit it casually, it's OK to hit it.

"We definitely don't want to abandon you----"

Looking at the cunning gaze in her eyes, Su Hao couldn't help but smile: "You are still a child and should have a normal childhood. We will come to see you often, and Tang Zi and Wang Jundi will take you home on weekends. There are no zombies, no monsters, and no madmen who eat human flesh. You are ours. Now, now, from now on... will always be."

The last sentence made Yang Lulu feel that the sky was much brighter.

She finally smiled.

Yang Lulu grabbed Su Hao and Xinyan's hands respectively, slowly pressed on her face, and gently rubbed it back and forth.

After nearly ten minutes of getting tired of it, she reluctantly let go of her hand, bypassed the two adults, and walked towards the dormitory.

Suddenly, Yang Lulu turned around and ran to Su Hao and Xinyan quickly, saying with great concern: "You must remember to come to see me. If you have the chance, you must pick me up and play."

Su Hao and Xinyan nodded.

The little girl raised her right hand and stretched out her little finger: "Hook———"

After completing all the necessary movements, there was still a hint of worry on her face.

Yang Lulu stared at Su Hao and said seriously: "I have watched a horror movie. There is a sentence in it that makes sense."

Su Hao was a little curious: "Oh what do you mean?"

"If you don't come then, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost———"

Yang Lulu spoke in an extremely gloomy tone, her eyes were fierce, and her expression was more serious than ever.

The training camp is located in the north of the base city. It is not large in scale, the facilities are simple, and the number of people is about 200.

After checking his identity, repaying the camp team officer, receiving a whole set of personal supplies, and explaining precautions...After a series of essential procedures, Su Hao walked into the student building corresponding to his identity number, carrying a sturdy military backpack.

For some reason, Su Hao always felt that the entire base city was different from his future world. In this time and space, some things and some rules here seem to be changing. But Su Hao himself couldn't say what it was. The general direction and progress of the event were still correct, but some details became very blurry and elusive.

Looking at the "C-8" number written in white paint on the barracks gate, Su Hao smiled faintly.

Then he pushed open the door and walked in.

The room is very spacious, and the corresponding specifications are the most common 20-person lounge in the army. Perhaps because of insufficient staff, although there are ten high and low beds in the room, only nine people live.

"Hey, are you that new boy?"

The person who spoke was a very tall middle-aged man.

He had just shaved his head, his blue scalp was covered with dense roots. His skin was very dark, and his facial muscles were highlighted like his long-trained chest and abdominal muscles. This extremely strong appearance was full of power and intimidation, but it destroyed the beauty and balance of the entire face. It made him look full of flesh and like the cruelest thug.

The man was one head taller than Su Hao. He looked at Su Hao from a high place, and his slowly wriggling mandible showed that he was chewing gum and other things in his mouth.

Su Hao did not retreat at all. He raised his head and looked at the other party with Ning Ding's calm eyes. The two people were about thirty centimeters apart. Thanks to the mysterious effect of the prototype potion, the strong man could not see through Su Hao's true strength, but Su Hao could feel the second-level enhanced human aura released from the other party.

This sentence was extremely insulted and sarcastic, and immediately caused bursts of laughter in the room.

Xiao Yi finally broke free from Meng Yan's hand, his face tightened, and his face turned red as if the fire was burning. He walked to the bed without saying a word, pulled Su Hao's backpack, and silently tidied up the bed.

Xiao Yi turned his back to Meng Yan, and seemed to have already accepted his fate to such an insult.

The position where Su Hao stood, he could see his silhouette.

Especially those eyes, the fierceness that could burst out at any time was suppressed, extremely painful and extremely hideous.

Research on biological research in the future world shows that under normal circumstances, the release value of the second-level strengthening person's full-strength strike is about 1,000 kilograms.

This is just the average value calculated in a comprehensive manner.

The same second-order strengthening power is the best, some people may be higher than this number, while others cannot reach the normal range. There are many reasons for this: congenital constitution, daily food supplementation... especially in terms of blood type. According to statistics, H-type blood type has the best effect in human strengthening, followed by AH type. Then, O-type and A-type respectively.

Xiao Yi and Meng Yan both injected second-level potions, but the former is obviously not the opponent of the latter.

After all, strengthening people is not a unified model product produced by assembly lines. They are humans with various genetic and physical differences.

Su Hao did not dissuade, nor did he do anything like dissuasion.

He was very unfamiliar with everything in the supplementary military training camp. This place is completely different from Kunming City. It is not clear what kind of contradictions there is between Meng Yan and Xiao Yi? But the former is extremely strong, while the latter is obviously the object of being bullied and tortured.

It was almost noon, and Meng Yan and Li Zhenmei took the initiative to invite Su Hao and the others in the room to go to the officers' restaurant for dinner.

The restaurant decoration style is very simple, with hundreds of tables enough to accommodate thousands of people, but not many diners, only about a hundred people.

The Soldiers' Restaurant is just apart from a wall. Through the wall, you can hear a messy noise from the opposite side. A rough judgment is that the number of people is at least several times that of the Officer's Restaurant.

Meng Yan gives people a feeling that it is very similar to the Abyss Demon King in "Warcraft" - although he is wearing a uniform, most of the buttons are loose, revealing his extremely developed chest muscles and blockbuster black hair. He does not look rigorous and disciplined as an officer should have, and he is simply a vulgar gang leader.

The current army is completely different from the civilization period.

The threat brought by mutated organisms and environmental deterioration has made senior military officials increasingly pay attention to the combat effectiveness of the troops.

As for "military discipline" and "morality", they can only barely maintain the most basic level bottom line. In particular, strengthening potions have made individual strength rise rapidly, and soldiers and officers have extremely terrifying combat power. Arrogance, arrogance, bullying the weak... Many problems are also caused by oil.

In the future world where Su Hao was originally in, many military rules and regulations were ineffective. Strength has become the only criterion for determining justice or evil. There is no more saying that the majority is obeying the majority. Even if you are just alone, as long as your fist is big enough to win, then you are right.

Xiao Yi has been busy between the windows and the dining table.

He had to bear the meals for everyone in the room, bring the full plates to the table, and then keep revolving the work of adding rice or getting water.

Xiao Yi acted very respectfully and did things silently.

He had been concealing his inner emotions, his expression was dull, as if he had already accepted his fate for all this. Only when his eyes occasionally glanced at him, a trace of instinctive fear and extremely strong hatred appeared.

Su Hao has been paying attention to Xiao Yi.

He was strangely aware that this person hated him far more than Meng Yan.

Su Hao is sure——————Before this, he had never seen Xiao Yi, and had not even heard of this name.

"Come and have a meal"

The tall and strong Meng Yan greeted him very enthusiastically.

He picked up the soup bowl and shouted in a rough voice: "The restaurant does not serve wine. Let's give Lieutenant Su a cup of this. In the evening, go out and have some fun."

Li Zhenmei spit out a piece of chewing ribs from his mouth and echoed: "That's right, Lieutenant Su is a newcomer to our CR team. He should hold a grand welcome ceremony. Those who sit here are all their brothers. If you have any questions, let's tell us and help you solve them."

The scene is lively and the atmosphere is very lively.

Many officers who were dining on other tables kept looking here, very curious.

Su Hao frowned slightly unconsciously and quickly let go.

To be honest, he doesn't like Meng Yan and others' styles very much. This situation seems enthusiastic, but it feels like he is making excuses. Especially Meng Yan and Li Zhenmei, the familiarity with him is a bit artificial, and it seems to be deliberately trying to see it.

Su Hao never expressed his emotions in front of strangers. He smiled and picked up the bowl, took a sip of the slightly hot soup.

Through the gap beside the bowl, Su Hao found Xiao Yi was secretly glancing at him.

Those little eyes that remained fear and frightened all the time revealed unforgettable hatred.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a sharp and rapid whistle suddenly sounded in the barracks. The gates of more than ten barracks opened immediately, and about 200 trainees rushed to the playground and quickly arranged in neat formations.

A strong lieutenant captain stood in the middle of the playground.

His skin was dark and greasy. The camouflage training made his whole person look majestic and cruel. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and under the brim of his hat, he looked coldly at the officers lined up in front of him.

"After a moment————”

The lieutenant colonel's pronunciation is a bit hoarse, but clear enough.

He rolled up his sleeves and held a thick and long horse whip in his hand. The exposed forearm was bulging, like a slowly wriggling earthworm |

"Today, we have a new member."

The lieutenant colonel stared at Su Hao with a lion-hunting gaze, raised his hand, and pointed at the team with a horse whip: "Lt. Su Hao, get out of the line."

Su Hao walked forward as he said.

"I am Lin Xufei, the highest commander of the training camp, and the only instructor here."

The lieutenant colonel's cold expression was slightly relieved. He waved the whip casually and ordered in a typical tone of his superiors commanding his subordinates: "Introduce everyone, everyone here is your colleague."

Su Hao was not pretentious. It only took less than two minutes to introduce himself.

This is actually a very rare opportunity for him.

Su Hao's expression seemed relaxed, but in fact he was extremely cautious and cautious. His eyes glanced back and forth at more than 200 officers at the scene, quickly recording each person's physical appearance. Although he didn't know his own name for the time being, he could know the room where each person was.

Only the officer training camp has this kind of self-introduction procedure. Soldiers and officers are always two completely different levels.

"Accounting————”

After saying these two words, Lieutenant Colonel Lin Xufei was silent for nearly three minutes.

The barracks were silent, and the candidates were careful that no one even whispered and no one shaking, like human-shaped wooden stakes.

This is obviously the best manifestation of fear and level factors———Lin Xufei is a lieutenant colonel. From him, Su Hao felt the aura of the fourth-level strengthening human being.

This is also the strongest person Su Hao has encountered so far except for the team members.

"I am not a commentator and will not repeat military rules and principles to every newcomer."

When he said this, Lin Xufei's cold eyes temporarily stopped on Su Hao. After a moment, he slowly moved away.

"At 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, the captains of each team will hand over the personnel and equipment reports to the office. According to the vacancies, they will go to the logistics department to collect the required supplies themselves."
To be continued...