Half a year passed by in a blink of an eye, but for the eighteen recruits, these six months were really like a year. Before it got dark on the first day, the respected instructor 573 was renamed by the recruits as the perverted Old Five. . Especially on the first day, Yang vomited all over the floor because he ate too much and couldn't bear the high-intensity training, and Wu Qi San pressed his head one by one to stuff the vomit back (euphemistically called: not wasting food). Hao, Geng San and the others were gnashing their teeth but too angry to speak. The veteran's force value was an insurmountable peak for this group of new recruits. It wasn't because they didn't resist, but because Shi Liang and the others recognized the reality after seven or eight of them joined forces and were beaten to the ground.
On this day, during the morning breakfast of the new recruits, Wu Qisan did not wear the training uniform. Instead, he wore the flaming gilded armor that Shi Liang Yang Hao and the others saw during the Jade Festival Yi Key Battle.
"Hahaha. Guys, I finally got through this mecha!" Liejun's armor is far stronger than simple red armor. As the standard combat heavy mecha of the Fierce Armor Legion, the whole body is ten feet tall when wearing the armor. The fully wrapped mecha armor equips Wuqi San to the teeth. The second-class fire crystal goggles shine with crystal light, and the huge shield wings spread out behind it. Standing, like an eagle resting. It is extremely rare for Shi Liang and others who have just joined the army to observe the Huazhou Kingdom's divine soldiers at such a close distance. Everyone's eyes couldn't hide the excitement and envy. If they weren't afraid of Wu Qisan's long-term power, they would have already rushed forward to take advantage of him.
Wuqisan was extremely happy today and continued to explain in a leisurely manner: "In the future, I will be the one who recruits people from the heavy armor platoon. Today is the last day of training for you, and it is also the last day of training for your new recruits. Tomorrow I will Get up early and go to guard the gate of the post office. Master Yi Cheng will order the mao in person, remember!"
"Copy that!" Eighteen people responded in unison.
"Not bad, not bad!" Wu Qisan was very happy, "Tomorrow you will be the real Haitang Soldiers! Remember! Lu Pei, the laborer and employer, is waiting for you in the Liejia Army!" After that, Liejia Soldier Lu Pei once again One after another, they took a deep look at this group of disciples who had been getting along with each other for more than half a year. Compared with the tender, thin arms and legs half a year ago, their skin is now tanned, and their strong tendons are beginning to bulge slightly. Well, after practicing and practicing, they are all good seeds. Wu Qisan recalled every detail of the past six months and couldn't help but feel a little proud. Finally, he stood up straight, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and solemnly said: "Wearing fierce armor, we will never give up!"
"Wearing fierce armor, we will never give up!" The young man's roar echoed throughout the Jade Festival.
At midnight the next day, eighteen official Begonia warriors had already changed into yellow clothes, and the green, fat, red and thin Begonia flowers were in bloom. The postmaster, led by the two postmasters and a group of stewards, held a regular meeting with the new subordinates. The little old man spoke very seriously, and the young men were very excited. No one probably noticed how much the second master of the Shi family yawned on stage. After the meeting, the steward of Haitang Club held a short meeting with everyone alone, and assigned some tasks that had been arranged to everyone according to the documents.
Since the beginning of the day, Shi Liang and his fellow Haitang soldiers of this period have been like other veterans of the Haitang Club. In addition to the one-hour training in the morning and evening, there are two more items. One is the Haitang Club in the morning, and the other is the midday training. Courses on literacy and military training. From now on, the young guys have a new goal, which is the biennial selection of the Fierce Armor Legion.
Time flies and another half a year passes. One day before going to bed, after finishing his homework for the day, Yang Hao, who had just laid down, started complaining again. "I didn't expect it to be so difficult to read. It's like an earthworm. I've been learning it for a few days. Now it can only recognize me, but I can't remember it. It's too difficult."
"Don't worry, our brothers will go to Sishui Village with the Red Armored Soldiers tomorrow to maintain stability. You have time to relax again." Geng San's voice came from under the bed.
"Hey, when you say that, I feel energetic again. Is there a plague in Sishuitun?"
"I don't know how I contracted purple eye disease. All the people in the village turned purple eyes overnight."
"Wang Dashi, who has heard of it, said that it is very strange, like a walking zombie, biting people when it sees it." Geng Er interjected.
"Come on, the person who went with him said that he was bitten by a dog. But I heard the fourth son of the Zhang family said that this plague may be caused by the attack that was not cleared half a year ago. Those monsters will become foggy after they die. It turns into key energy, and anyone who inhales it will turn their eyes purple."
"The fourth son of the Zhang family, yes, his brother is a Liejia soldier, the news is unmistakable."
"No, no, it's been half a year. How could it happen just now? Zhang Laosi must be talking nonsense." Another friend put forward his own point of view.
At this time, Shi Liang suddenly thought of something and knocked on Yang Hao's bed board and said, "Speaking of purple eyes, Lao Yang, do you still remember? We seemed to have met the one who stepped on your feet a year ago."
"A year ago? Is there any? Let me think about it. Don't tell me, this happened. I didn't pay attention to my eyes at the time. Did you see it, Lao Shi?"
"I'll go, Lao Shi and Lao Yang, please show me whether you two are infected or not." The second eldest son of the Geng family usually likes to make a fuss, "It's okay, it's okay, it's black."
"Geng Lao Er, you are a timid and fearful coward. If anything happens to us, I will be the first to bite you to death!" Yang Hao opened Geng Er's hand and cursed with a smile.
"I care about you, okay, I'm going to sleep."
The rumors in the barracks gradually died down. As for what the key is, in fact, the information has always been the secret of the Fierce Armor Legion, and it has been passed down by ordinary people. If it hadn't been for the attack on Yujie Town half a year ago, most people wouldn't even know what the key looked like.
Perhaps he received too much information before going to bed. Although Shi Liang was lying in bed at this time, his mind was full of random thoughts. He actually knew a little more about the key than anyone else in the military building. The reason why the second uncle returned to his hometown was that he was injured in a foreign siege two years ago, and the person who injured him was Yao. This was mentioned in the second uncle's gibberish when he was drunk at home.
According to the second uncle, the key is a foreign army, a kind of intelligent life. The specific reason seems to be related to the jump device in the military. The jump device is the communication device of the Liejia Legion. The specific connection with the key was not explained clearly by my second uncle who drank too much at the time. Of course, it may also be because military secrets are involved. After all, the basic quality of soldiers is: no matter how weak their consciousness is, they cannot leak key information to the enemy.
Shi Liang thought about it, unaware of the passage of time, until sleepiness hit him and his consciousness began to blur slowly. In a daze, he seemed to see an eye. In the deep-set eyes, the purple pupils are sharp and attractive, and the eyes reveal concentration and excitement. These are the eyes of a beast staring at food, eager to devour it!
