Training Camp
Chapter 6:Training Camp
"What?I want $5,000!Andy, you might as well steal!“It’s just a kid, do you think it’s a chariot?”
There was a faint, hoarse but angry voice in his ear.Alan opened his eyes slightly and saw a wilderness in a certain suburb.Not far away was a bonfire, and a black car was parked by the fire.Wearing a fur coat and dressing himself like a gentleman, the man was roaring at the head of the Black Widow.Under the fire, Alan could even see his splashing slobber.
Behind this man, there are two black-clad men, each carrying a *, which looks like the role of the guard.
Alan moved his body, and there was a sharp pain in several parts of his body.He was pale, but he made no sound.The boy's condition was not very good, and after Bai Fang was killed, he was knocked out.The next time is always spent in a coma and awake, and the waking time is much shorter than in the coma.
He was now in an iron cage, which was strong.At least a teenager alone, can not bend these 3 cm thick iron bars, especially the devil's praise was taken by Andy at this moment.
Now, the dagger is moving lightly in the head of the hand.Alan wished he had missed a hand and put the dagger in his own throat.
"Calm down, Mr. Hearn."Andy smiled and pointed his hand to Allen, “Yes, that’s a kid.”But he meets your requirements and has no record of anything.Importantly, he is healthy and about the same age and body size as your son.I bet you'll never find a better candidate in a week."
“So you see, $5,000 is really not expensive.Or do you think your son’s life is worth the money?”Andy was smiling.
Hern snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to the white teeth and said, “You vampire.”Listen, if the deadline is not near, you don't want to do this business.Now I take it away, three days later, come to my company to collect the money, you bastard!"
He pushed Andy away and walked to the iron cage.He took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, and turned back, “Damn, you two idiots, get him in the car.”Do I have to do it myself?”
The two guards rushed over, and together they lifted the cage with Allen and headed for a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle.In the cage, Alan looked at Andy.The latter smiled and said goodbye to him.
“Hey!”Alan called to him.
Andy shrugged and said, “Why, don’t you want me?”White hair boy, although I like you very much, but now, you are Mr. Hearn's... something!"
Allen’s eyes fell on Andy’s dagger: “Take care of it for me.”Because I'll come back and get it back, and I'll wipe your neck with it."
Andy, Alan's bright red eyes stung him a little.Then he looked at his two companions again, then smiled and said, “I’m waiting for you, kid.”If you can climb back from that place, from that hell."
Eventually, Allen and the cage were thrown into the SUV.After a bump, he came to a manor in the wild.The house is large, but the building is scarce.A main building, several rows of attached houses, a bucket and a nearby row of shanty houses are everything to the estate.Alan was thrown into the shanty, next to him, piled with coal and firewood.
In the middle of the night, it rained.The rain spread along the ground, turning the ground under Alan’s cage into a muddy moor.The mud soaked into his feet, and the chill in the water climbed his body along his heel.The cage was only 70 centimeters high, which prevented Allen from standing up straight, and he could only sit in the mud for a night.
At noon the next day, the guard brought a basin with some cold food leftovers.That was Alan’s food for the day, and even Hearn’s wolf-dog was better than he had eaten.Alan said without a word to eat all the food clean, and the guard took a scornful look when he delivered the meal.But when he came back, he saw that there was not even a drop of vegetable juice left on the plate, and his face was a little unnatural.
Two days later, a car entered the house.Jumping off the car a teenager, the same age as Allen, white and fat in a tailor-made suit.He ran to the shanty house in spite of the opposition of the two guards, and smiled after a moment of seeing Alan: "Is this the bastard who replaced me?"It doesn't look like me at all."
"Young Master Beth, it doesn't matter what you look like, as long as you're about age."The rest, Lord Hearn, will naturally do something."A guard is next to him.
The boy named Bass crouched down and made a face with the iron cage: “You’re going to die, bastard.”But it is an honor that you can take my place to go to that place."
He said to the guard, “I heard he was a wolf?”
"Yes," said Chief Andy of Black Widow, who seemed to have raised the snow wolf.
“It’s funny, can you bite?”Beth reached for a few times in the cage.
The guard said, "Don't do this, young master."
“It doesn’t matter, he didn’t dare...”
At the end of the young master's voice, Alan suddenly jumped up.Catch Beth’s arm with a hard pull when he’s about to break his arm.Listening to the sound of Beth killing pigs, Alan coldly said, “I won’t bite.”It will only kill!”
“Let go!Let go!”
The guard put the gun into the cage and smashed Alan away with the butt of the gun, which dragged Beth out.Bass kept howling, “I’m going to kill him,” but couldn’t force two guards to carry them into the main building.
A moment later, Hearn ran angrily to the shanty household with a rubber soft stick.
On that day, Alan had no food and only got a beating.
A week after being caught on the estate, when the sun was at its most poignant at noon, a truck arrived at the manor.Hearn was informed early and waited at the door early in the face of the big sun.The car stopped and a few people came from inside.One of the fat men was invited into the house by Hearn, and two others were apparently soldiers in camouflage uniforms, tactical helmets and carrying automatic rifles.
The soldier's camouflage suit is embroidered with a pattern on the chest, the base map is * and the sword is crossed, and in the middle is a black wolf pattern.This is the sign of the "wolf" of the ground garrison in the 13th district, indicating that these people are from the regular army.
Not long after, Hearn and the fat man came out.Hearn pointed in Allen's direction, and the fat man let out a string of laughter.Nod, nod, and cried to the two soldiers, "That's Beth, take him away."Remember to give him a number.”
And he said to Hearn, "Don't worry, the big men will look at the number, and they will not go carefully to check the origin of the little boy."
“Thank you very much.”Hearn said.
Next to him, a bass with an arm plaster struck Alan with a middle finger.
Two stout soldiers came over, and Alan looked at them indifferently.One of them pulled a strange pistol from his waist and said to Alan, "For your good, it's better to stay honest."
When he reached for Alan’s arm, Alan jerked it down the other’s throat.It was only when he had just moved, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and then fell to the ground.Before he had lost consciousness, he looked at another soldier, and the man was holding a hand.He smiled at his companion, "This little boy is wild enough."
"Maybe he has a chance to live."With that, the soldier held Alan’s arm, pressed the muzzle against him, and then shot him.
The gun was slightly shocked, and Alan felt only a slight tingling of his arm.By the time the soldier took the muzzle of his gun, he had an extra number on his arm: 666!
On this day, Alan left the house.He was taken out of the cage by the soldiers and thrown into the escort car.Under the care of two strong and fully armed soldiers, Allen did not dare to make any misunderstandings.Through the drive-by window, he saw the vehicle leave the estate, past a canyon, through the vast pristine forest, and three days later to a military camp at the foot of the mountain.
When the soldiers got out of the car, the man who numbered Allen smiled and said, "Welcome to hell."
Allen reluctantly pointed the muzzles of two rifles at the barracks, and he saw that there were several escorts parked at the door of the barracks.After entering the camp gate, it was a simple, but open enough square.The square is not any repaired mud, it seems that just after a rain, the square is very wet, a foot down is a mud print.In the square, dozens of soldiers lined up, flattened with rifles.The gun was shot, but it was a young girl about the same size as Alan.
After the two soldiers had taken Alan into the group, they handed a folder into the hands of the first officer.The officer was two meters high, and the bronze-coloured skin was covered with a layer of oil.Under the crooked beret was a face with a trembling smile.An x-shaped scar on the face was daunting, and this officer, who was as strong as a gray ape, was the sign of a second lieutenant on the epaulets.
He strode forward, looking at the hundreds of frightened teenagers under his nose and said, “Welcome, you little pieces.”I am Lieutenant Ron, and here I am your God.What do I want you to do, even if you want to eat shit, you have to do it wrong.I have to say, you are a group of lucky pieces, because you were randomly selected by the system to have the opportunity to represent the 13th district to participate in the new death ring.At the same time, you are also unfortunate, because in the next six months of training, only one person can get out of the gate of this camp."
“You little pieces, you may always complain that you live on the surface of hell.But now, I can say to be exact, your life was sweet as heaven.You are truly in hell!”
At the end of the day, Lieutenant Ron’s voice was like a summer thunder, and the young people were dizzy.
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