The No. 2 dormitory where Yu Jiang is located may be the most comfortable place in the entire training camp.
This was evident from the blue eyes of other students the next morning.
However, Morohoshi, who lives in the same dormitory, has dark circles under his eyes that are no less serious than those of other students. Those who didn’t know thought he was also living in the ruins last night.
Ikue threw the can of black coffee he brought from the restaurant towards Morohoshi.
Zhu Xingda subconsciously took the can and looked at Yujiang with confusion in his eyes.
"I got an extra can this morning." Yu Jiang explained casually.
What he said quite a bit meant that there was no three hundred taels of silver in this place. Zhu Xingda was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he soon returned to normal.
"Thank you." Zhu Xingda politely thanked him, but as expected, he was ignored by Yu Jiang.
Compared to the poor state of Morohoshi, William Drake, who was forced to sleep in the burnt dormitory last night, showed no signs of fatigue on his face. It seemed that the nearly failed assessment and the elimination of his roommate could not even cause a little ripple in his heart.
The students gathered in twos and threes according to their dormitories. There was no one around William Drake. In addition, he was naturally taller than ordinary people, so he stood out among the crowd. Pisk noticed him as soon as he arrived, and he naturally did not miss the relaxed expression on William Drake's face.
good.
Pisk sighed happily in his heart.
The current performance alone cannot explain anything. Pisk has a better way to test William Drake's psychological quality.
"Bang bang bang!"
After all, the training camp organized was different from ordinary schools. When Piske first arrived in the auditorium, the students were already silent. However, Pisk knocked on the wall a few times to focus all the students' eyes on him.
"Today is your first day of formal training. The class schedule will be posted on the screen in the dormitory area later. Please check it carefully." Pisk introduced the training camp courses seriously. "The training camp lasts for thirty days. Except for special tasks, There are theoretical classes every morning, practical classes in the afternoon, and physical training in the evening. Completing all courses and meeting the standards is my minimum requirement for you. This morning’s class..."
Little A immediately said: "The course in the morning on the first day is information science."
Pisk waved his hand: "Switch to Explosives Engineering, combined with yesterday's assessment, I just put what I have learned into practice."
"yes."
The teaching building is very close to the auditorium.
Although there are less than fifty students in each training camp, the number of classrooms in the teaching building is no less than that of a medium-sized middle school. Each classroom has a different function.
Of the original forty students, excluding the eight eliminated last night, the remaining thirty-two members all entered the Explosives Engineering Classroom.
Logically speaking, a group of two should be just right, but William Drake alone occupied the position of two people. There were enough seats anyway, so Yu Jiang simply picked a corner to imitate William Drake.
Qingchuan Yu was originally hesitant between Yujie and Toru Amuro, but upon seeing this, he naturally sat next to Toru Amuro.
The teacher responsible for teaching them was a short little old man with a mustache that flew up when he spoke, which was very funny.
But students who know a little bit about the organization know that the teachers in the training camp are all formal members of the organization, and there will be no good consequences if you look down on them.
The little old man lectured with a straight face the whole time, and the tone of his lecture was even calmer than the leader's speech. Yu Jiang immediately dreamed back to MIT. The professor of a public elective course he had at that time had this teaching style, and that course was the only one in Yujiang that he failed to pass in one go.
Yu Jiang began to nod as he listened. Without paying attention, his head hit the table hard, making a terrifying collision sound.
The little old man who was chanting sutras on the podium suddenly turned so dark that he could drip ink.
He quickly turned around and stared at Yu Jiang: "Yu Jiang, get up and answer the question!!"
No one thought it was strange that the little old man called out the students' names without introducing himself. Most people looked on as if they were joking.
Yu Jiang was not awake yet. He touched his red forehead and stood up unsteadily.
"Why are white phosphorus incendiary bombs explicitly prohibited by the United Nations Convention on Conventional Weapons?" The little old man's eyes were not big to begin with, and the eyeballs were almost invisible when he squinted.
"Because white phosphorus is highly toxic, it will spontaneously ignite violently when exposed to air. If the human body is contaminated with white phosphorus, it cannot be extinguished by any means. The only way is to cut off the skin and flesh immediately, otherwise the white phosphorus will burn through the bones. Once the white phosphorus ammunition detonates, it will spread the contents to dozens of meters away, causing extensive damage and arson effects.”
These common senses have long been firmly engraved in Yu Jiang's heart, and he can talk about them almost without thinking.
If the little old man is willing, Yu Jiang can even chat with him on this topic until dark.
"What is the correct way to eliminate white phosphorus incendiary bombs?" The little old man continued to ask without mercy.
"In yesterday's situation, the correct way to eliminate it is to seal the breach with wet soil and quickly use cold water to cool down the incendiary bomb to prevent the incendiary bomb from exploding and catching fire."
Yu Jiang feels that this scene is a bit like a classic scene in a certain phenomenal children's book.
But it was absolutely impossible for him to give the little old man a chance to continue to embarrass himself.
The little old man asked several questions in succession, but failed to trouble Yu Jiang. He had to ask Yu Jiang to sit down with a dark face. In the second half of the class, the little old man's face became more and more ugly, as if he had eaten gunpowder and exploded at a moment's notice.
At noon, the theoretical class finally ended.
Before the end, the little old man gave everyone a test paper and asked them to hand it in before leaving.
It was also at this time that everyone learned the little old man's code name - Nebbiolo from the questioner of the test paper.
The questions on the test paper were similar to what Yu Jiang had answered before. They were basically the knowledge covered in the morning plus some expansions.
Everyone has not realized that this test paper will determine the fate of some people.
The one-day course ended quickly. Perhaps because of the first day, the physical training in the evening was only 3,000 meters long. For those who were qualified to be selected for the training camp, this was as refreshing and simple as a dessert after a meal.
However, after the physical training, Pisk did not let them go back to the dormitory to move around freely. Instead, he gathered the students in the audio-visual room.
The audio-visual room is located in the dormitory area. It is a room equipped with a large screen and comfortable seats, and has excellent sound insulation.
After sitting down, Yu Jiang listened to the students behind him discussing the arrangements for tonight.
"Is it possible that the training camp is afraid that our mental health will be unhealthy due to high-intensity training, so it specially arranges for us to watch movies?"
I don’t blame them for their divergent thinking. It’s the cinema-like appearance of the audio-visual room that confuses most people.
However, even though they were joking lightly, everyone did not relax their vigilance. After all, the weird smile on Pisk's face in the front is really scary.
