Chapter 005: Training Camp (Ask for Collection)

"What? 5,000 pieces! Andy, you might as well grab it! That's just a little ghost, do you think it's a chariot? ”

In a dazed state, a hoarse but angry voice crept into his ears. Alan opened his eyes slightly, and he saw a wilderness in the countryside. A bonfire was lit not far away, and a black sedan was parked by the fire. The man in his fur cloak and dressed himself like a gentleman was snarling at the head of the Black Widow. In the firelight, Alan could even see his splattering saliva.

Behind this man, there were two big men in black, each carrying a submachine gun, who seemed to be in the role of a guard.

Alan moved his body, and a sharp pain came from several parts of his body. His little face was pale, but he didn't make any noise. The boy's condition was not good, and after Bai Fang was killed, he was knocked unconscious. The rest of the time is always between coma and wakefulness, and the time spent awake is much shorter than that of coma.

He is now locked in an iron cage, which is very strong. At least a teenager alone would not be able to bend these iron bars up to 3 centimeters thick, especially at this moment when the demonic salute was taken away by Andy.

Now the dagger was spinning lightly in the hands of the regimental commander. Alan wished he had missed and plunged the dagger down his throat.

"Calm down, Mr. Hearn." Andy smiled and pointed his hand at Allen, "That's right, that's a little ghost." But he meets your requirements and has no record of it. The important thing is that he is healthy and about the same age, size and size as your son. I bet you won't find a better fit in a week. ”

"So you see, 5,000 is really not expensive. Or do you think your son's life is not worth the money? Andy smiled.

Hearn snorted coldly, bared his white fangs, and said, "You vampire. Listen, if it weren't for the deadline, you wouldn't have thought of getting this business done. Now I'll take people away, three days later, come to my company to collect money, you bastard! ”

He pushed Andy away and walked over to the cage. He took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, then turned back and said, "Hell, you two fools hurry up and get him in the car." Do you want me to do it myself? ”

The two guards hurriedly ran over, and together they lifted the iron cage and Allen together, and walked towards a four-wheel drive vehicle. In the cage, Alan looked at Andy. The latter smiled and waved goodbye to him.

"Hey!" Eren shouted at him.

Andy shrugged his shoulders and said, "What, can't you bear me?" White-haired boy, I like you a lot, but now, you're Mr. Hearn...... Something! ”

Allen's gaze fell on the dagger in Andy's hand: "Keep it for me." Because I'll come back and get it back, and when the time comes, I'll use it to wipe your neck open. ”

Andy's eyes, Allen's bright red eyes stinged him a little. Then he looked at his two companions, and then laughed, "I'm waiting for you, little ghost." If you can climb back from that place, from that hell. ”

Eventually, Allen and the cage were thrown onto the buggy. After a bumpy ride, he came to a manor house in the wilderness. The estate is large, but the architecture is scarce. A main building, several rows of annexes, a bucket and a row of shantytowns nearby are a qiē of the manor. Alan was thrown into the shanty, and next to him, coals and firewood were piled up.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain. The rain spilled down the terrain, turning the ground beneath Allen's iron cage into a muddy moor. The muddy water soaked his feet, and the chill in the water crept up his heels. The cage was only 70 centimeters high, which made it impossible for Alan to stand up straight, and he had to sit in the muddy water all night.

At noon the next day, the guard brought a basin full of leftovers from cold rice. That's what Eren eats for a day, and even Herrne's wolfdog eats better than he does. Alan ate all the food without saying a word, and the guards gave it with disdain. But when he came back and saw that there was not even a drop of vegetable juice left on the plate, his face was a little unnatural.

Two days later, a sedan drove into the estate. Jumping out of the car was a teenager, about the same age as Allen, white and chubby, wearing a well-cut suit. He ran to the shanty despite the objections of the two guards, looked at Alan for a while, and then smiled: "This is the bastard in my place?" It doesn't look like me at all. ”

"Master Bes, it doesn't matter what you look like, as long as you are the right age. For the rest, Lord Hearn will naturally take care of it. A guard said to him.

The kid named Bess crouched down and grimaced against the iron cage: "You're going to die, mongrel." But it's also an honor for you to go to that place instead of me. ”

He turned to the guard, "I heard he's a wolf child? ”

"Yes, Head Andy of Black Widow said that he seems to have been raised for Snow Wolves."

"It's funny, hey, do you bite?" Bess reached out and swung a few times into the cage.

The guard hurriedly said, "Don't do this, young master. ”

"It's okay, he doesn't dare ......"

At the end of the young master's words, Alan suddenly pounced. Grabbed Bass's arm and pulled it hard, and immediately broke his arm. Listening to Bess screaming like a pig, Alan said coldly, "I won't bite." Only kills! ”

"Let it go! Let go! ”

The guards reached into the cage and smashed Alan open with the butt of the gun, dragging Bess out. Beth kept howling "I'm going to kill him", but feebly let the two guards carry him into the main building.

A moment later, Hearn ran to the shanty in a rage with a rubber stick.

On this day, Alan had no food and only received a beating.

A week after being caught at the manor, at the height of the noon sun, an escort van arrived at the manor. Hearn had been informed and had waited at the door in the sun. The car stopped, and several people were squeezed out of it. One of the fat men was invited into the house by Hearn, and the other two, dressed in camouflage uniforms, wearing tactical helmets and carrying automatic rifles, were apparently soldiers.

The soldier's camouflage uniform has a pattern embroidered on the chest, with a base image of a musket and a sword crossed, and a black wolf in the center. This is the symbol of the "Wolves" of the ground garrison of District 13, indicating that these people are from the regular army.

It didn't take long for Hearn and the fat man to walk out. Hearn pointed in Allen's direction, and the fat man let out a string of laughs. Nodding, he shouted to the two soldiers, "That's Bass, take him away." By the way, remember to give him a number. ”

Then he said to Hearn, "Don't worry, those big people only look at the number, so they won't carefully check the origin of a little ghost." ”

"Thank you very much." Hearn said.

Next to him, a bass with a plaster arm gave Alan a middle finger.

Two stout soldiers walked over, and Alan looked at them indifferently. One of them pulled out a strange pistol from his waist and said to Allen, "For your own good, it's best to stay honest." ”

When he reached out to grab Allen's arm, Allen slammed into the other's throat. It's just that as soon as he moved, his whole body suddenly trembled, and then he fell to the ground. Not yet unconscious, he looked at another soldier with a stun gun in his hand. He smiled at his companion, "This little ghost is really wild. ”

"Maybe he has a chance to live." With that, the soldier pressed Alan's arm, pressed the muzzle of the gun to his hand, and fired a shot.

The body of the gun shook slightly, and Alan only felt a slight numbness in his arm. By the time the soldier took the muzzle of the gun away, he already had an extra number on his arm: 666!

On this day, Alan left the manor. He was taken out of the cage by the soldiers and thrown into the escort car. Guarded by two stout and fully armed soldiers, Eren did not dare to make any misleading moves. Through the window of the escort car, he saw that the car had left the manor, passed through a gorge, crossed a vast primeval forest, and arrived at a barracks at the foot of a mountain three days later.

When he was driven out of the car by the soldiers, the man who numbered Allen smiled and said, "Welcome to hell." ”

Alan reluctantly pointed the muzzles of two rifles towards the barracks, where he saw several escort vans parked in front of the barracks. After entering through the camp gate, it is a simple, but open square. The square is a mud floor that has not been trimmed in any way, and it seems that it has just rained, and the square is very wet, and it is a mud mark when you step on it. In the square, dozens of soldiers lined up, armed with rifles. The muzzle of the gun is aimed at, but it is some teenagers and girls who are about the same age as Allen.

After the two soldiers escorted Allen into the group of teenagers, they placed a bun jiàn in the hands of the first officer. The officer was more than two meters tall, and his tanned skin was shiny with oil. Under the crooked beret was a face with a sinister smile. An X-shaped scar on his face was formidable, and the officer was as strong as a gray ape, with the mark of a second lieutenant on his epaulette.

He strode forward, looked at the hundred or so panicked teenagers under his nose, and said, "Welcome, you little bastards. I'm Second Lieutenant Ron, and here I am your God. Whatever I want you to do, even if I want you to eat, you have to do it. I have to say, you are the lucky bastards, because you were randomly selected by the system to have the opportunity to represent District 13 in the new Death Ring. At the same time, you are also unlucky, because only one person will be able to walk out of this camp gate for the next six months of training. ”

"You little bastards may always complain that you live on the surface of hell. But now, I can say with certainty that your previous life was as sweet as heaven. And now, you are really in Hell! ”

In the end, Ensign Ron's voice was like summer thunder, shaking the teenagers below dizzy.