As soon as it dawned, a sharp whistle sounded.
Xiao Ming, who had not slept all night, got up from the warm bed and started another morning as a security guard.
The morning breeze was lingering, and the howling cold wind rolled up the fallen leaves on the ground, rolling past the rows of shiny black combat boots, filling the atmosphere with a chilling atmosphere.
On the playground, which is half the size of a football field, about ten classes of security guards from Peking University Battalion, wearing tight-fitting gray uniforms and bunker-shaped security hats that cover their nose and mouth with only their eyes exposed, lined up neatly and listened to the captain's instructions. routine training.
The tall security captain stood under the red flagpole and shot two sharp glances from his bunker hat.
His voice was loud and not angry: "Stand at attention and take a break.
It's freezing cold.
Nuclear corpses are dispatched.
The security team's burden is getting heavier and heavier."
I would like to remind you, squad leaders, that starting from today, in addition to the days when you are on duty and in the field, you must increase the amount of training for thousands of days, and use it in just one moment."
After the captain's lecture, each class began morning exercises.
Morning exercises vary in content.
The recruit class focuses on queue training, while the veteran class focuses on physical training, including running, push-ups, sit-ups, half-squat jumps, etc.
For a time, the playground was in full swing and steaming.
"One, one, one, two, one."
Under the command of the squad leader, Xiao Ming straightened his waist, looked intently at the back of his companion's head, and practiced goose-stepping.
But out of the corner of his eye, he glanced into the distance and saw two intersecting roads meandering away from an iron fence wrapped with barbed wire.
The dilapidated buildings on both sides of the road were lifeless, which further highlighted the vitality of Beidaying.
Beidaying was formerly a kindergarten.
It was a residential area backed by the black market.
It was surrounded by fences on three sides and had a wide view.
It became a natural barrier to the north of the black market.
As the name suggests, there are three camps in the east, west and south, protecting the black market from all sides.
"Ouch!"
It turned out that Xiao Ming accidentally stepped on the heel of the previous team member.
He panicked and his unfamiliar pace suddenly became chaotic.
"Li Ding" the squad leader roared, striding over, his burning eyes almost sticking to Xiao Ming's face, "Rookie, what were you thinking just now?"
"I, I" Xiao Ming muttered, not knowing how to answer.
The squad leader is a veteran who is close to thirty years old.
He is usually unsmiling and very principled. , but I still take good care of him as a transfer student.
I specially set up a small studio to guide his team training in the first two days.
"What I said to my superiors is only one word, yes" the squad leader became more and more annoyed.
"It's the squad leader."
Xiao Ming quickly puffed up his chest and felt a little funny.
He felt that the squad leader was making a fuss out of a molehill.
But before the smile could bloom in his eyes, he felt a pain in his stomach and fell to his knees on the ground.
It turned out that the squad leader had given him a good punch.
The rest of the team members couldn't help but burst into laughter, and someone gloated: "He's thinking about Wan Rui."
"Why are you laughing at you rookies?
You are full of tricks, but you are listless during training.
Remember, there are no champions, diggers or miners here.
You are all warriors now, warriors who are ready to bleed and sacrifice at any time.
If each of you can do more than five hundred push-ups for me, you won’t have breakfast today.”
The squad leader’s fire spread out, and no one on the team members was spared.
After five hundred push-ups, Xiao Ming didn't dare to get up.
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He thought that everyone was implicated by him, and he was afraid that he would be more dissatisfied with him.
Hey, why bother with these people?
How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?
My upper body strength is not good, so I just take this opportunity to exercise and treat it as another test from God.
While Xiao Ming was immersed in doing push-ups, he used this kind of spiritual comfort method to encourage himself.
Next to him, he lay down for a while.
The companions who were doing push-ups were all out of breath from exhaustion.
The morning exercise time is from 7 to 8 o'clock.
Class 7901 finally completed the tasks set by the squad leader before the end of the morning exercise and lined up to the canteen for breakfast.
The canteen is the canteen of the original kindergarten.
It is large enough and all classes are gathered together in order.
The dining table is also a small dining table used by children in the past.
It is equipped with a small bench and can barely fit four grown men on one table.
There are no female members in the security team, because they have to deal with nuclear corpses at any time, and women will only increase the danger to their companions.
Xiao Ming sat at a dining table alone, not because he was given preferential treatment, but because his companions ignored him.
He was so happy that he took off the mask of his bunker hat, exposed his mouth and nose, and picked up the stainless steel lunch box.
It felt as heavy as a stone.
Five hundred push-ups were really no joke.
The food in the security team is far worse than that in the player area.
They eat big pots of rice three times a day, which is full of food, with only a few vegetables, and the so-called vegetable soup that can't get a single vegetable leaf out.
Xiao Ming drank the porridge in his lunch box in one breath, ate his own steamed buns, and returned to the dormitory alone to rest and prepare for the morning training that was about to begin.
The dormitory is the original kindergarten class, one class after another.
There is no air conditioning or hot water bath, and the conditions are quite difficult.
The companions came back one after another, complaining and cursing each other behind closed doors.
The monitor lives in a single room outside and cannot be heard.
Xiao Ming listened to the scoldings and could only pretend that he didn't hear it.
He was indeed the culprit who caused the whole class to be punished today.
The half-hour break came quickly.
The squad leader opened the door in a hurry and ordered loudly: "Rookies, carry water bottles on your backs, tie sandbags on your legs, carry guns and bayonets, and go out for a day of training today."
The squad leader faithfully implemented the spirit of the captain's speech and led the whole class out to camp for training.
The ten team members were fully armed and ran out of Beidaying at a neat pace and headed along a deserted ring road.
Their destination was a hill on the edge of the old city called Black Tiger Mountain, five kilometers away from Beidaying. .
The reason why we choose Black Tiger Mountain as our destination is that this hill is barren and bare, with a wide view and no need to worry about encountering any wild animals.
Xiao Ming had a ten-pound sandbag tied to each of his calves, a water bottle on one shoulder, and a bullet bag on the other.
He held a gun in both hands and ran in the middle of the team.
This was his first contact with a gunpowder gun.
The butt of the gun was made of wood.
The gun body was about one meter long.
With the stab, the total length was one meter and three meters and it weighed almost ten kilograms.
Since he could encounter nuclear corpses at any time when he was out training in the camp, so It is a loaded gun and can be fired as soon as the safety is opened.
Xiao Ming knew that this kind of gun was loaded with gunpowder and iron sand, but he didn't expect that it was loaded with a paper-cased bullet, which was wrapped with prepared gunpowder and iron sand.
It could be loaded directly.
At that time, it was already the end of October, and the maximum temperature was below freezing.
The survivors basically stayed at home for the winter.
There is no one left in the streets of the black market or in other parts of the city.
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Xiao Ming looked at the familiar streets and buildings in front of him, and felt a warmth in his heart, as if he had returned to the free and carefree days of the past.
It was so good in those days, one person was full, the whole family was not hungry, and there were no burdens or worries. .
He immediately thought that he was no longer alone.
His life, his destiny, and his life were closely connected with a girl.
Without her, he didn't even know what the meaning of living was.
Wanruo, where are you?
Are you where I want you to be?
Xiao Ming's eyes were blurred, his heart felt heavy, and he even had the urge to desert.
"Keep the formation and don't look around," the squad leader loudly reminded the team members who were distracted.
Halfway through the run, the pace of the team members began to get a little messy.
Only the squad leader's commands were still in rhythm.
Xiao Ming's hands and feet were also heavy, and he was breathing heavily.
Sweat was pouring out from his scalp under his bunker hat.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be in such a bad condition.
His legs had been trained by many years of working as a waste digger.
Even with this short distance, The extra 20 kilograms of weight on his legs was nothing to worry about before.
He suddenly thought that since he stopped taking Yaotou's medicine, he felt a little weak.
He often had night sweats at night and had nightmares.
After joining the security team, he felt very tired after training every day.
Could it be that this was caused by stopping the medicine?
side effect Finally arriving at the foot of Black Tiger Mountain, the team members were staggering from exhaustion and sat down to rest.
The squad leader shouted loudly: "Rookies, this is the battlefield.
The enemy is on the top of the mountain.
Do you want to be a target?
If you don't want to die, stand up, pick up your gun, charge forward, and occupy the commanding heights."
"Charge, charge," the team members mustered up their courage, picked up their guns, and stumbled towards the top of the mountain to charge.
"Chong" Xiao Ming almost climbed to the top of the mountain.
He was second to last.
The companion behind him had a sprained foot.
He was so tired that he was out of breath, with stars in his eyes and a dry mouth.
I want to sit down and drink some water.
"Rookies, the enemy is in front of you, line up and prepare to shoot."
The squad leader also shouted a little hoarse, but he kept urging his subordinates.
Xiao Ming struggled to stand in the queue, raised his gun and opened the safety along with his companions.
Only then did he notice that there was a row of straw men standing directly in front of the top of the mountain.
Obviously, this place was also a training range for the security team.
The squad leader set an example, holding his gun and aiming at the target opposite: "Pay attention, the truly effective range of our gun does not exceed 20 meters, and it must hit the enemy's head."
The squad leader's first shot was fired, and the head of the straw man on the opposite side was smoking, and it hit the target.
And the team members who did 500 push-ups in the morning, and after five kilometers of weight-bearing running and mountain climbing charge, could not even hold the guns steady, "bang bang bang", strings of fire erupted from the muzzles of the guns and rose.
The smoke accompanying the fire is like fireworks, but nothing special.
The squad leader was so angry that he yelled: "A bunch of idiots, wasting ammunition, move forward ten meters and beat me if I get close."
The team members were so frightened that they quickly reloaded their ammunition and stepped forward together, "bang bang bang" and "bang bang bang" until they were nearly five meters away before anyone hit the straw man on the head.
It was the first time Xiao Ming fired this kind of gunpowder gun.
His arms were numb from the shock, but he didn't know where his bullets went.
He murmured in his heart that if this kind of rotten gun really hit a nuclear corpse, a fire stick would not be effective.
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"Prepare to use your bayonet to aim at the enemy's head, and stab him," the squad leader yelled, and stabbed the straw man in the head.
"Kill!"
the team members shouted weakly, raised their guns like big girls, and stabbed the straw man weakly.
Some of them even missed the target and rushed behind the straw man.
"You are a bunch of weaklings and pustules who let you go to the battlefield, which is tantamount to death."
The squad leader hated iron and steel, and cursed again.
"Squad leader, we are not real enemies.
How do you know we are not good?"
The team members also have self-esteem.
One team member with a Northeastern accent argued, and several others agreed, "That's right, that's right."
"Okay, I'll give you a real enemy."
The squad leader sneered and called a few people's names, "Da Ju, Lao Meng, Xiao Song and Xiao Ming, all come out for me."
Xiao Ming and several of his companions who were named went out together and looked at each other, not quite understanding what the squad leader meant.
"I am your enemy now and I will fight with you on the bayonet."
The squad leader picked up his gun, and the bayonet stuck on the barrel shone with a sharp cold light.
The team members were all startled, including those who were not on the queue.
A companion with a mature voice who stood next to Xiao Ming said, "Squad leader, this is not a joke.
What if someone is killed?"
"I'm responsible for the killing," the squad leader said, and stabbed the soldier's arm with his gun.
"Ah" the team member screamed, and dropped the gun to the ground.
He covered the wound on his arm with his hand, blood gushed out, and his eyes were full of horror.
The squad leader sternly ordered: "Rookies, attack me."
This was serious.
The other team members who came out were frightened.
They stabbed and pointed their guns at the same time, and they all greeted the squad leader.
Xiao Ming didn't have time to think too much, raised his gun, but cleverly feinted to attack and defend.
There were several crisp sounds of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong", and the team members screamed several times.
Either their hands or arms were stabbed one by one by the squad leader, and the guns fell out of their hands.
The only one who still had a gun in his hand was Xiao Ming
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