In the classroom, everyone slowly accepted all this.
Chen Feng, who was under the podium, coughed and said, "Relax, it must be wonderful in school."
"In addition, as for the way to obtain human ears, it is through missions,"
There was still silence in the classroom.
Chen Feng silently glanced at the silent classmates above, his expression slightly stiff, and suddenly he couldn't help it anymore: "Hahahahahaha, I'm teasing you~"
Everyone: ""
The three boys and girls with relatively impressive backgrounds breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but they brought it up again the next moment.
"Human ears are just a tradition from the past. If you cut them off, they would be difficult to clean and bloody. We are a school that trains students."
"So it was changed to a chip that every soldier had and used to fill the suitcases."
Everyone: ""
Zheng Yang: ""
Chen Wu: ""
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Aren't they all the same? I've already killed someone and still care whether it's a chip or a human ear? ? ?
Li Yiru cursed secretly.
This school is so reckless, which is completely inconsistent with my image of a handsome young man!
But there is no other way. Can I still drop out of school after receiving the salute? Forget it, it's still a pilot university after all. It doesn't matter if you don't graduate and get a pilot qualification certificate.
There is no shortage of academic qualifications.
Li Yiru is already planning how to explain to the family group behind him that graduation is unnecessary.
Li Yiru didn't understand this. The graduation certificate with a salute was much more valuable than other university diplomas in the resistance army. It could even be recommended by several colonels.
Although the suitcases brought by each person are different, they are basically the same size. The standard for graduation ceremony is to fill the suitcase you bring. According to the average value, one suitcase can hold the chips of a thousand people.
Except for a certain boy who was tricked by Qing Feng.
Zheng Yang thought about the size of his suitcase, which was at least twice the size of others.
This means that others need to kill a thousand people to graduate, but I have to kill more than two thousand people?
Damn it, how can this heal the soul?
Fighting fire with fire?
Zheng Yang remembered Qing Feng's expression when he handed the suitcase to him in front of the utility room door.
Seems a little stiff.
Looking back now, wasn't it just a matter of suppressing a smile?
Depend on!
"Oh, okay, okay, look at what you are doing, the average number of kills among graduates over the years is 1,400."
"There are only more than a thousand people~ I can still kill them all if I work hard in four years."
Chen Feng waved his hand casually, then suddenly paused and remembered that a certain player seemed to have completed the average number of graduation kills ahead of schedule.
Zheng Yang had killed 12 IC pilots before entering the school. The official records of the resistance were less, not more.
Chen Feng shook his head with regret, he had to clear his name after entering the school.
"Okay, don't be silent, everyone is here!"
Almost half of the boys and girls stood up reflexively, with straight postures.
The other half of the boys and girls looked at those who stood up and also stood up.
It seems that half of the people who entered the school have been trained by the military.
Chen Feng was a little surprised. All orders were commonly used in the army to train soldiers. Almost every soldier would stand up reflexively when hearing these words.
Generally speaking, it would be good if two or three people in a class had military experience, but I didn't expect that there would be half of them in my class.
It seems that it will save a lot of effort. Generally speaking, those who have been trained in the military will not be the kind of "thorny" people. It will be easier when teaching, and there will be no need to choke on the harsh words.
"Let's gather on the playground first."
Hearing this, everyone walked out of the classroom and came to the playground.
If in that wheat field, the old man in the golden wheat field would still greet Zheng Yang with a smile: "Young man! Why are you late, hahaha"
Zheng Yang thought that he would be at ease now that he was here, and replied to his old man with a smile: "No, I will enter the classroom a few seconds before the scheduled time. Old man, I see that you have almost planted wheat, can you do some for free?" Shall I go get some bread?"
"Okay, let's wait for about ten days. It's almost ready to be cut, but you'll have to come and help then." The old man finished listening to the music.
"That's for sure, we have an appointment with Old Man Ha!"
The old man stroked his beard, as if doting on his grandson: "Okay, okay, okay."
Chen Feng, who was walking in front, heard the conversation between the two and his mouth twitched.
If only this bastard knew that this man was one of the top seniors among the few saluting graduates who had recorded a record of two hundred pilots and one hundred Titans in the resistance army.
Would it be such a arrogant speech?
Forehead
You should be able to, pThis guy is a master who is not afraid of anything.
Anyway, after knowing the old man's record at that time, I was cautious when saying hello.
"Hey! Xiao Chen, are you going to practice as a freshman?"
"Ah, yes, Uncle."
Now he is also cautious when replying.
This old gentleman is a serious embryo-killer.
Watching the group of people walking toward the playground, the old man in the wheat field looked at the back of Zheng Yang, who was playing with Li Yiru in the crowd, and couldn't help but sigh.
“It’s great to be young”
On the playground.
Chen Feng directly asked the students to stand on the track, three rows apart.
"Let's run ten kilometers first."
Everyone thought for a while and thought it was normal. They had just run a few steps when they were suddenly stopped by Chen Feng behind them.
"Oh, by the way, the time limit is 40 minutes, so this run will be included in the record."
Zheng Yang was still a little confused for a moment, but Chen Wu had already rushed out of the crowd and took the lead in charging with his arms. Zheng Yang could only follow.
10 kilometers in 40 minutes,
4 minutes for one kilometer,
That is more than 4 meters per second.
This speed is very simple~
Zheng Yang easily kept up with the team.
Li Yiru whined and followed him. He could fight, but he was playing jujitsu, a long-lasting fight that didn't make him tired. He didn't practice this kind of physical strength often.
Halfway through the race, 20 minutes.
The ones leading the way now were Zheng Yang and Chen Wu. They were running side by side, with Zheng Yang running in the outer lane.
The two competed for speed, but at the same time they paid attention to endurance and controlled their strength.
Behind him were a large number of other boys and girls.
It has gradually been divided into three levels. The first level is of course Chen Wu and Zheng Yang, and the second level is four or five people, including Octane's little fan Borui.
Li Yiru is considered level 25, right?
Because the third level is all girls, generally the boys are in the second level.
Only this guy
His physical strength is not as good as that of an average boy, but it is definitely better than that of a girl. He is the only one who can run up and down.
It's so embarrassing, I'm stuck in the middle.
Li Yiru himself felt quite embarrassed, but he didn't dare to speed up.
We are only halfway through the race. Although we can speed up now to reach the first level, the next one or two kilometers will definitely be wasted.
If it were a normal training, Li Yiru would have already rushed. According to him, he would rather be a hero for a minute than have fun for a long time.
But the instructor said that this time it would be recorded, so Li Yiru ran more conservatively.
Chen Feng stood beside the track, holding a stopwatch in his hand and clicking his tongue.
Not bad. This time, I ran almost 6 kilometers in 20 minutes, which means I can hit a 3-minute mile.
It seems that I underestimated them by saying 40 minutes.
General stamina is barely adequate.
only
There are two monsters.
Seeing Chen Wu and Zheng Yang, who had led for almost half a lap, maintaining that speed and not feeling tired at all, Chen Feng couldn't help but smack his tongue.
This lap is a standard five kilometers.
The others had just finished one lap, and these two were already racing for 15 laps.
Darling, this physical strength and this speed.
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