"Don't confiscate these snacks. If you don't agree, just pretend I didn't say anything."
Anthony poked his head over and saw a piece of old ginseng lying on the little guy's palm. Judging from the surface, it was of high value.
In the ice and snow, this is a guarantee of survival.
In the end, he nodded. Concentration camps pay attention to fairness. It doesn't matter if a player from Yan Kingdom has a child and a group of women, and gives them some preferential treatment. The key is that he really likes this child and hopes to find one after he leaves here alive. Beautiful women also give birth to a similar child.
The other instructors looked at Chen Haonan with a smile. This weird little gadget made them, who were used to watching life and death, show a rare smile, as if the ice and snow were beginning to melt in the sun.
"Here, let's get together."
Anyway, there was no shortage of money, so Chen Haonan gave each of these instructors a piece.
If an adult were to give a gift carelessly like this, it goes without saying that he could be shot to death, but he was a child. What bad thoughts could a child have?
God, he's so cute!
After accepting Chen Haonan's small gift, the instructor, no matter how domineering and indifferent he was, showed a father's smile.
Not long after, the second batch of female soldiers arrived. They all fell several times on the road and looked miserable. After arriving at the place, they immediately took out ginseng to replenish their strength.
Tian Guo also took a bite of the ice snow and felt it tasted good, so he took another bite.
The instructors didn't criticize these little tricks. If they were participating in an international hunter competition in Hechengguang, this would definitely not be allowed.
But the next operation immediately caught the attention of all the students.
The third and fourth batch of students arrived one after another... After these students saw Chen Hao's calm and calm look, they all muttered for a while, and the content was nothing more than: This child is a monster.
Some people think he looks familiar, but they can't remember where they have seen him.
Anthony said: "From now on, your lives have been handed over to the instructors. You have no name, only a code name of death. You are Death No. 1."
He pointed at Chen Haonan and announced his code name.
Then, starting from Tan Xiaolin, the female soldiers were named Death No. 2 to Death No. 9. An Ran did not train with the team. She was free and did not stand in the team. Naturally, she did not have a code name.
After all countries received their code names, Anthony spoke again: "Raise the flag of the Yan people to the highest level."
Not long after, the flag of Yan State was raised and fluttering in the wind, which made the female soldiers excited.
"Every week, you have the opportunity to raise the flag of your country. If you die here, I will arrange for your ashes to be sent back. From now on, it is useless for you to regret. If you want to survive, you must accept all the tests." .”
While Anthony was speaking, the students present were all staring at the only waving red flag, with very different attitudes.
It would be a lie to say that I was not envious. That flash of bright red filled their eyes and stimulated their hearts, especially the United States, which is known as the world's policeman.
As the captain, Casio lost to Chen Haonan once on the ice. He lost hard and he was not convinced. However, the instructor did not check whether the Yanguo people had hidden skates, which made him even more angry.
"People from the Yan Kingdom are very particular about strange arts and crafts. They must have studied these projects. You all should be careful and don't lose to that kid. It's very embarrassing." Casio was unhappy, lowering his voice and blowing out white air.
"Yes, captain, and those instructors look at the Yan people as if they are their fathers, which is unfair."
The eyes of the crowd were sharp. People like Casio saw that Anthony, a tough guy, looked at Chen Haonan in the wrong way, as if Yanguo was his illegitimate son. It felt like they finally recognized each other today. They were prepared to give away four houses and a car...
Chen Haonan didn't care what they thought. What he cared about was the system's experience value. At this moment, the system's voice sounded again.
"As a minor, the host suppressed players from other countries and maintained the dignity of the country. The host will be rewarded with 100 experience points."
"It's really exciting. I've just started and earned 200 experience points."
Chen Haonan felt that all the cells in his body were breathing. Looking at the indifferent soldiers, it felt like the iron tree was blooming. How wonderful. These are all boys who give experience points.
"The concentration camp won't have so many rules like other events. If you don't have the consciousness and discipline of a soldier, I won't even ask you to line up. But there is only one outcome if you lose, and that is to accept death."
Anthony's tone was colder than the Siberian wind: "The second event is to complete 600 100-kilogram squats within 2 hours. For students who cannot complete it, I have the authority to shoot anyone. We don't need weak people here. The weak have no right to survive, I give you ten minutes to prepare."
After saying this, Anthony shut up, focusing on a cold style, like an adult version of Chen Haonan.
And his words caused a huge commotion among these students.
If you can't finish it, you can shoot anyone. Isn't it too perverted?
Is this a joke, or are you serious?
Generally speaking, 600 squats or even 600 push-ups is not a big problem. What makes people desperate is the 100 kilogram weight. In such cold weather, such high-intensity special training will make the body organs unable to bear it. , fell directly to the ground and died?
In the face of these discussions, Anthony did not explain at all, nor did he curse or greet his ancestors in ordinary games. His style was cold and cold. In Wang Mingyang's words, knowledge and action are one. I say, you can just implement it.
The students of Dog Skin Plaster felt it was unfair and raised objections on the spot.
"The report says that those of us are injured and cannot squat with a weight of 100 kilograms. The actual situation should be considered, or we should want to receive treatment."
"Instructor, the Yan people had evil intentions and injured our hands and feet. Otherwise, we would never question your rules or even be the first to implement them."
Anthony walked over carrying the huge Desert Eagle, with a cold and square face, like a moving lump.
When he walked, he looked very domineering, as if all the muscles in his body were mobilized, like a wild beast walking alone in the snow-capped mountains.
"Tell me, what's your name."
"Report, instructor, my name is Tianyu Junjie..."
"Well, engrave this name on his urn."
After telling someone behind him, Anthony's huge silver pistol was already fixed on the head of Tian Yujun, whose face changed drastically. He pulled the trigger with a loud bang as the dog-skinned students around him shouted.
The bullet penetrated Tian Yujun's head at zero distance, spraying blood from the other side, infecting the snow-white ground, and the deceased fell down and walked peacefully.
Unexpected, never expected...
Everyone present, including Chen Haonan, changed their expressions slightly. God is so perverted. A life is like a dog. The instructor, who was cruel to him and didn't say much, just asked his name and killed him.
What does it mean to disregard human life? This is it!
