This is too bullying for newcomers.
It seems that if you don’t make it spicy, I don’t know how many eyes Lord Ma has.
Cheng Qianxun immediately grabbed Sneijder and smiled: "Hey" Sneijder held the tray with both hands.
The tray was covered and he couldn't see it, so he still didn't know: "Yeah."
You're welcome, taking advantage of this moment, she raised her foot and chopped hard at the "roadblock" that dared to cause trouble.
The ankle is a weak part of the human body.
No matter how weak your strength is, if you use your body weight to chop it off, it will be so sour that you can drink a pot.
"Yeah."
Sure enough, the man immediately retracted his foot as if he was electrocuted, grinning in pain.
Her teammates were holding back their laughter, but she pretended to be surprised: "Ah, it's a foot.
I'm sorry.
I have poor eyesight.
I thought it was something like wood, so I kicked it away.
Otherwise, I would trip someone.
I'm sorry."
It’s okay” "You" finally endured the pain and stood up suddenly in anger, glaring at her angrily.
"Oops, be careful."
Sneijder held a tray in each hand and shouted, "Why are you like this...
Oops..."
All the food in one hand smeared directly onto the other person's face, and the tomato sauce from the macaroni was all over his face.
Sneijder also said with regret: "People at the bottom can't even dream of eating these things, but you deliberately waste them.
What a pity."
Hahaha, I didn't expect them to be so dark.
Cheng Qianxun looked around and shouted to the officer standing at the door: "Sir, this person is deliberately looking for trouble and wasting food on purpose."
A bad guy came and complained first.
Even if there is surveillance.
It can only be seen that after this guy stood up, Sneijder was holding the food in his hands, and a plate of food "dropped" and hit him in the face.
"Bastard" this guy punched Sneijder with his fist.
"Ah" Sneijder exclaimed.
As if to avoid it, the food held in the other hand accidentally got stuck on the other person's face.
I heard Cheng Qianxun shouting like a child who had been bullied and complained to the teacher: "Sir, this person actually wants to beat us in front of you.
He has to wait until we put down the food before beating him.
It's such a waste of food.
It’s all taxpayers’ money.
Let’s forget about it.
He doesn’t take you seriously.”
Sometimes reality is what it is, even if everyone knows it’s an exaggeration.
It was obviously trying to sow discord, but the people involved had to step in to mediate.
The adult world is originally so childish and boring, just a group of grown-up children playing advanced versions of childhood games.
The other party was embarrassed and used both hands to pull away the mashed potatoes from his face.
Now everything is red and white.
He was so angry that his orifices were filled with smoke.
He raised his fist again when he could make out the figure in front of him: "Go to hell" But his fist was grabbed by the opponent, and it obviously felt wrong.
The opponent was wearing gloves.
How can an ordinary test preparer wear soft leather gloves with this kind of texture and still hear the superior ask in a very graceful and calm manner: "Do you really want me to die?"
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Just made such a noise.
The commander had to come over, so Cheng Qianxun and his teammates got out of the way and stepped aside to eat.
But before this guy could see the person clearly, he was about to beat him up, which made the joke even bigger.
He quickly withdrew his hand, half-dead with anger to no avail.
The commander's words were neither humble nor overbearing, but also a bit ruthless: "Although you are not under my control, I believe that the general will not be willing to see veterans bullying the newly arrived test preparation personnel based on their seniority.
What's more, if they are not at the test site If there are casualties, I must take responsibility.
Otherwise, if the superiors ask me how I became an official, how should I answer it?
It is a sign of incompetence to put the responsibility on you.
Therefore, even if my people die, they can only do so.
You will die in my hands, do you understand?"
It was a reminder that even if he belonged to a different department, he did not become an official for nothing.
If you question his ability and make him lose face, just wait until you feel comfortable.
This guy knew that this time it was definitely unreasonable, so he raised his head, stood up straight, and said loudly: "Yes, sir, I'm sorry."
The officer nodded expressionlessly, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to him: "Wipe your face, there is no need to return it."
After speaking, he glanced at Cheng Qianxun and the others, but Cheng Qianxun and the others They were all eating obediently, without turning their heads, until he left the place.
In this era, there were still people using handkerchiefs, not to mention Cheng Qianxun and the others.
Even the professional soldiers started talking about it: "Hey, let's see if there is a name or the first letter of a last name embroidered on it."
The man didn't have a handkerchief.
After passing it over, he picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his face.
Although his expression was still full of resentment, he was helpless and looked like you were just waiting to see.
"There is really embroidery, hand embroidery."
One person could hardly control his voice: "It's ridiculous for a grown man to use a handkerchief."
"Keep your voice down," another one immediately scolded: "This is the habit of these senior classes.
Our generals never use paper, only handkerchiefs."
"It's hard to clean this handkerchief when it's dirty.
It's useless.
What a waste."
"It's affordable.
This one is made of cotton.
If the silk one is more expensive, just keep this handkerchief."
If you have children in the future and go to a good school, with such a piece of money, other students will think you are friends with the nobles. " "It's just a handkerchief."
He said this, but the guy still stuffed the handkerchief into his uniform pocket.
A handkerchief reminded Cheng Qianxun of someone, Julian, who also used handkerchiefs.
Even if he lost his memory and fell into a cave, he still used a cleanly washed handkerchief made of a piece of cut cloth.
When serving rat meat to the children, wipe their faces with a handkerchief. . .
"Whose is this?"
At the place where the soup was being made, a man picked up a small pistol from the borscht with a spoon.
He looked around with the spoon and asked loudly: "Whose gun fell into the soup pot?"
Losing a gun was always a big mistake, and all the regulars reached for the holsters at their waists.
The man who hit Rudolph jumped up: "My gun is mine."
He rushed towards the soup pot.
"How did your gun fall into the soup pot?
How can I drink this soup?"
"I don't know.
I'm sorry, but don't drink it.
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Butter corn soup tastes good too."
The other party would not give up such a good opportunity.
He cursed: "But I just want to drink this soup.
A gun can fit into the soup pot.
It's unheard of.
The people in your second group are really capable."
That scene made everyone else burst out laughing.
Cheng Qianxun came back from his memories and watched with his teammates holding back laughter.
The fingerprint of the gun was activated and it was useless even if it was taken, so Rudolph threw it in a very "appropriate" position.
In fact, test preparers should keep a low profile.
Look at the other testers, who are not leaning against the wall, eating silently like little wives.
He didn't even speak loudly.
Judging from their expressions at this time, most of them were hiding, and some were gloating about their misfortune or showing something to their group, which could be admiration or contempt.
But it's somewhat certain.
People who want to mess with them.
I should be able to put my thoughts away to some extent.
After lunch, there is an hour's rest.
You can go to the library or take a rest.
Everyone chose to rest.
In one morning, they ran another five kilometers, cross-country on ups and downs hills, shot, and tested their IQ.
It was really tiring.
Lying on the bed, I snored loudly after a while.
When the assembly number rang again.
It's time to gather.
Gordon and Rudolph jumped to their feet immediately.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he quickly put on his shoes and called everyone: "Get up quickly, let's gather."
"There are five minutes reserved for the noon gathering, so I can make it in time."
Sneijder yawned and stood up slowly to put on his shoes.
"You're right to go early."
Gordon finished dressing first and walked quickly to the door, his palm facing the sensor next to him.
But the door didn't open like before, and he shook his hand a few more times: "Something's wrong, why isn't this door open?"
Rudolf also put it on, walked over to try it on, and sneered: "It seems that the door is broken, including the phone for contact."
The door was originally in good condition, how could it be broken?
Sneijder turned on the light.
The light was good and the power was not cut off.
Rudolf turned around and walked to the window and looked out: "The wind speed here must be quite strong.
I don't want to smash the glass and climb to the next floor."
She also walked over and looked down.
Below is the glass ceiling of the next floor, and there are many places to climb along the way.
Even if you jump off this floor with your hands hooked, there is not much danger.
When they reached the glass roof above, some people knew they were trapped inside, but they couldn't ignore the wind speed at the top.
She exhaled: "I'm light.
Tear the sheets and wrap them around your waist.
I'll get down."
"I have a better suggestion..."
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Regel clapped his hands and yawned.
At the elevator entrance of the training ground, as soon as Cheng Qianxun and the others lined up next to the people who had already arrived, the commander came over with someone.
Turn on the computer board and start calling names.
The person who is called should answer "come" loudly.
After calling the names, he turned around and walked forward: "Let's go."
What to do again feels a bit like climbing the stairs of the underworld, with layers of screening.
The difference is that although there is danger here, it is just elimination.
We walked into a room of about 40 square meters.
There were already ten professional soldiers inside, and the two guys who had their faces burned during lunch and whose guns were thrown into the soup pot were also there.
"Stand in line, line up," the assistant shouted, asking the testers to line up.
"Take a break."
The officer walked up to Cheng Qianxun and the others again and sighed helplessly: "You have a lot to do.
I just got the news that the door of your dormitory was broken."
"Yes, sir" Gordon replied very briefly and effectively: "Because the door is broken and the phone is not working.
In order not to be late, this is all we have."
Rudolf said leisurely: "Since the door was broken before it was opened, then the door should not be broken by us."
"Yes."
The commander actually nodded in agreement.
He turned around and looked at the ten professional soldiers neatly arranged behind him and said leisurely: "Because some people know that surveillance can prevent the destruction of public property, but they still want to destroy the other party.
The purpose is to make the other party late and then be punished.
It’s a pity that they opened the door and were not late.”
A sneer: "How much hatred is needed to get into so much trouble on the first day.
It is rare among test preparation personnel."
This is obviously an act of stealing the chicken but losing the rice.
Look at the other party, even if they all have their heads raised, standing like a piece of wood, no one talks or acknowledges it.
The fine will probably be from the superior, and it has nothing to do with the superior.
After all, they are not in the same department.
The other staff naturally gloated and continued to watch the show.
The officer turned around again and stood between the two pairs of people.
He still raised his head proudly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Logically speaking, this matter must be reported to the general...
But if you live here, The people in each dormitory are of no use and will be eliminated sooner or later, so why bother reporting to the general for something as trivial as a broken door or a broken wire?"
Oh, oh, Cheng Qianxun's mouth almost opened and twisted.
This is too treacherous, but it is normal.
Admissions here are based on merit, and losers are like passers-by.
If the door is broken, then the door is broken.
If the door is repaired, then it is.
Moreover, the door was indeed broken by them.
As for the previous process, just ignore it.
The commander stood still while his assistant announced the rules: "Test personnel are in one group, regular soldiers are in another group, fighting practice.
Within ten minutes, count the number of people who knock out the opponent, and each person in the group will get one point.
Those who knock out will be deducted.
Ten points are awarded.
If the opponent faints, you are not allowed to hit him again.
If you kill the opponent, ten points will be deducted."
Are there any others who can be beaten to death?
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Cheng Qianxun is full of bitterness and fighting with bare hands is not her strong point.
Looking at the two conflicting guys on the other side, they looked at each other with the corners of their eyes and raised the corners of their mouths slightly, they were ready to beat up Sneijder and her.
"Oh, I forgot to tell the five new recruits."
The officer said calmly with his hands behind his back: "Every test subject will get a hundred points.
Those who can pass the test every day will get extra points, and if they fail, they will go Corresponding scores.
In your three tests this morning, except for you, madam, your shooting performance was really bad, but you passed two and got ten points, while the others got fifteen points.
Well, let’s do the statistics later and get ready to start.”
When the officer turned to leave, the assistant reminded before leaving: "The sound will start from now on, it will take one minute."
As soon as the commander and his assistant left, they saw the regular soldiers starting to press their legs and turn their waists to do preparatory exercises.
The guy whose feet hurt after being stepped on by Cheng Qianxun and whose face was blurred, clenched his fists, his knuckles made a series of popping sounds, and said with a confident sneer: "I'll hit women too, boy, let's see how capable you are."
"Little dwarf, just wait to be beaten."
The guy who shot the gun into the soup pot bared his teeth at Rudolph, and then said to the others next to him: "Brothers, after you deal with these five people, I will treat you tonight."
About three out of ten people clearly responded, and if half the people do something, the rest will do it too.
Cheng Qianxun understood that the situation between himself and his teammates was not good, and the sixteen people next to him wanted to avoid this matter.
None of them even made preparations, obviously wanting to let them solve the problem in ten minutes.
The commander's words have made it clear that if they are all knocked unconscious, the fact that the door was broken by someone will not be reported
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