Chapter 2 Prelude to Employment 2

About one kilometer ahead is the supply station for this weight-bearing cross-country run. When students arrive here, they will receive supplies to replenish excessive water and electrolyte losses.

The supply station is a simple foothold made of cloth with the same color as the mountain. Because this is the transition zone from the rainforest, there are enough places to cool down. In the huge venue, there were several staff members who arrived first.

Next to a dilapidated stone statue of Jesus, a man was leaning against him. He was probably in his thirties. Because the hot and humid weather weakened the effect of the hairspray on his head, his long hair hung down. Under his broad forehead, Thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes, smooth features, and a still body, as if he was also a stone statue.

"Parker, have a cigarette." A small woman stretched out a cigarette to the man named Parker, and then lit one for herself. She was wearing a white robe and a black square scarf with Middle Eastern characteristics on her head . Her cheeks were a little red and her eyebrows were thick. Her eyes showed concern for the man. She was almost sixty.

"Thank you." Parker took the cigarette, looked at it, and cut off the cigarette about one-third of the way to the end. Then he borrowed fire from the alcohol lamp burning nearby, lit the cigarette, and took a slow puff. The woman saw his action with a smile and said, "This is a bad habit. You know these cigarettes are rare."

The man glanced at the woman, flicked the ashes from his cigarette, and said in a low voice, "I'm used to it, doctor."

The woman said nothing more. She looked at the child with a hint of love for her own child. "Look, they are coming." The doctor saw a burst of dust rising from the heat wave in the distance, and the sound of the car engine was getting closer and closer with the increasing thunder in the sky.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The two teams that arrived early were lucky enough to reach their destination before the heavy rain. The remaining three teams were soaked in the rain. Many students were washed away by the rain and suffered from the cold sun for a long time. They all fainted and became dehydrated before they could get back to their instructors. The remaining people were standing ready. They were not cold-blooded enough not to help those poor companions. In front of them were several instructors gathered around and communicating. The order they received now was just to "stand at attention." In front of them, in addition to the four coaches who were in the car just now, there was also a man known as the "King of Soldiers."

In Naxifa, there will also be various competitions between coaches. The winner will be appreciated by the principal and then accept the task. If you work hard outside and become famous, you will pass the final test and become the "King of Soldiers" in Naxifa. ". This man named Parker is the King of Soldiers of this year. The students did not know what this King of Soldiers meant in this school at first, but after they saw with their own eyes that he killed a new student without saying a word, Everyone was silent. There was no preparation beforehand, no explanation afterward, and no responsibility for life. He was responsible for the training of the first battalion of the fourth district, so every time the project was won by the first battalion , this time was no exception. Many students have complained in private about why God assigned them to this terrifying devil, but it cannot be denied that they were indeed spared from more cruel punishments after failure, and they also learned a lot, which they both hated and appreciated. This coach.

"Parker, do I have to shoot one or two bastards so they can be as obedient as your army?" Sam looked at them with a sinister look on his face. His army had lost and he was very uncomfortable. Parker said nothing. But Qiao on the side spoke: "I advise you not to do this. How many times has the principal asked us to hold night meetings because of this matter?" Principal Na Shifa has a strange characteristic, which is "hypocritical kindness" to the instructors. "Pretending to be tolerant" and being "hypocritically kind" to students.

How should I put it? For example, Parker shot a trainee for no reason on the day of camp training . On the surface, he did not punish Parker, but he held meetings for half a month in the middle of the night and asked them to record boring content. To show punishment. In addition, when he saw the students who were being punished, he suddenly felt compassionate and changed the punishment of running 20 kilometers to standing. The students thought this was good, but then they stood there in the wind and sun for two whole days. Therefore, in this hell, the instructors and students reached a consensus for the first time: don't mess with the principal.

Sam shrugged in agreement.

"Speaking of which, Parker, why did you kill that man that day?" The doctor listened to them while continuing her experiment.

"I was hired to kill him," Parker said. When he was about to return to South America that day, he received a business deal. A criminal violated a prince's child, so the prince paid a large price to buy his life. The bastard fled to South America. Parker just came back and took over the business. , I didn’t expect that he was one of his soldiers.

"Son, you should know that you are not allowed to kill your own students while at school." The doctor said.

"You've hurt us." Linus said , she hated this cold wood.

"So I took action before I became their instructor." Parker stroked Jesus' hand.

"Are you so short of money? I thought you had earned enough for retirement in the past few years outside." Sam said, holding his chest. People like them, to put it nicely, are destined to earn money for old age. They have no nationality and no relatives. Once they earn enough money, they find a place to live in their old age. They will never work in the military academy for the rest of their lives. If they are lucky, they will live until that day. , if you have bad luck, you can only go to God. Therefore, every mercenary has an account at the military school, and the money earned every time is stored here, and will be collected when he leaves. If the mission fails, the money will be retained by the school.

Parker shook his head. He had seen the prince's child, who was a cute little girl. Although he was a murderer, he had his own creed: not to kill children. The child's death was painful and brought back bad memories, so he took the order.

Time passed by, and all the students' faces were red, and their mouths were peeling, but they still didn't receive any instructions. They looked at this group of devils who dared to be angry but dared not speak. If there is anything they can do, they are the biggest here. , so they could only watch them talking and laughing. In front of them were boxes of prepared supply water, which they regarded as life-saving straw. They started training in the afternoon when the sun was at its strongest, and their vital signs were about to reach their limit. How they wished those damn instructors would shout, and they would never want to step foot here again in their lifetime.

At this time, Sam raised a loudspeaker: "Listen to you bastards, I know what you are thinking now, you are all thinking 'These damn devils' 'They are very annoying' 'We are going to die of thirst' Can they not see it? 'Haha, this is our right. When you become us, you will be free. Now, drink water, you bastards."