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"Second Lieutenant, what is the kung fu of being beaten?"

A black teenager asked timidly.

Second Lieutenant Ron nodded and said, "That's a good question, getting beaten is also a science." When fighting, it is inevitable to be injured and beaten. How to minimize your injuries requires a good understanding of the situation and your body. As long as you grasp these things, you will understand what it means to avoid the important and take it lightly. To give you the simplest example...... "

He walked over to an iron bed, which was stained with blood. A young girl lay naked and motionless on it, leaving several bright red whip marks on her left ear and even on her cheek. The girl was actually sucked alive by the instructor, and Ron pulled the body to the ground without mercy, pulled the girl's head to the side, pointed to the ear and said, "You see, this is what will happen if you don't protect yourself." Relative to parts such as the head and ears. Her arm is obviously able to withstand more and greater damage, as long as she knows how to protect her head with her hands, the worst outcome is an arm injury, not her own life! ”

"If you take the arm and stab it down...... Ron beckoned to the instructor behind him, and immediately handed him a dagger. He raised the knife and slashed at the shoulder of the corpse's arm: "Look, the muscles and fat here are relatively thicker. If you cut it, you will break the skin and let it bleed. But it wouldn't be the same if I had zoned it here......"

The knife flashed in his hand, this time cutting into the artery of his wrist. The corpse that had just died, and before the blood had time to coagulate and settle, a stream of blood arrows rushed out, splashing Ron all over his face. He wiped his face indifferently and sneered, "Now do you see clearly? If you little bastards, if you want to live, you must first start by understanding yourself. This way, you'll know which part of the attack to choose to survive and which one is easy to kill! ”

Ron then used the girl's corpse as a teaching material and gave the teenagers a vivid anatomy lesson with a dagger. By the time the lesson was over, the girl's body had been completely deprived, and even the internal organs had been removed. The barracks were filled with a strong smell of blood, and the instructors were all expressionless, but nine out of ten of these big children vomited even bile.

Alan didn't throw up, he'd seen anything bloodier than this. It's just that the little face is pale, and Ron's expression of mistreating the girl's corpse makes him uncomfortable, after all, it was a living person just a few minutes ago.

Ron looked at the children with satisfaction, and asked the instructor to write down the numbers of the teenagers who didn't vomit. He saw Allen, walked over and said, "You're good, boy. I noticed you, you're more nimble and alert than the other little guys. Sue me, what is your name? ”

"Alan."

"Okay, Alan. Let me guess, your father was a hunter? ”

"No, I don't have a father. My mother, when I was 5 years old, died. Alan replied.

This will surprise even Ron, if the skills of this white-haired boy are not taught by his parents, then it is very likely that he has figured it out. He needs to find the skills to survive, which can only mean that he has lived in the wild for many years. Thinking of this, Ron's interest in him became even stronger.

"I like you, Alan. So you see, try to survive to the end. He patted Eren on the shoulder so hard that he almost broke Alan's arm.

When Ensign Ron walked out of the barracks, he returned to his office and asked an instructor to bring Allen's materials. Checking the number on the data, Ron chuckled dryly, "Looks like someone is planning to play tricks right under my nose." ”

In terms of information, the teenager with the number 666 should be named Bass, not the current Allen. And this bass also has a father who runs a mine, which is even more different from Allen's situation. Ron called an instructor over, threw Wen Jiàn in front of him and said, "Who brought this little ghost here?" ”

The instructor quickly replied: "It's Lewin, second lieutenant." ”

"Very well, call Lewin for me."

In the barracks, two soldiers brought some medicine for the children to apply to heal. After Alan applied the ointment, he took out the manual he had sent out and read it. Before he was 5 years old, Lannie taught him many things, the most important of which was literacy. Most of the children in this barracks couldn't read what was written in the manual, but Alan could make out the idea.

The Death Ring is a product of the War of Daybreak, a contest established by the federal government in a ruined land to make future generations remember the war, and to let future generations know the importance of survival. In the beginning, Death Rings were only held on floating islands. Later, because of the rapid increase in population, countless people were driven to the surface.

Coupled with the passage of time, and the increasingly strict contradiction between the floating island and the surface, the qualification for the death ring was put on the surface. Every two years, the system automatically selects federal citizens from the 22 administrative districts of the earth. Most of them are teenagers between the ages of ten and fifteen, who have been trained and eliminated. In the end, only one person from each district will be able to participate, and a total of 22 people will fight for their lives in a designated area of the Floating Island of Babylon.

Those who win will receive a number of prizes. These include weapons and equipment, start-up capital, and the right to officially reside on the floating island. There is no shortage of lucky people who are caught by a wealthy family and absorbed as their collateral children, who will get more resources and promotion opportunities.

What's more, the winner also has the privilege of designating an immediate family of 5 to 10 people to move to the floating island. This is undoubtedly a great temptation for the surface dwellers.

In short, the Death Ring is an important opportunity for the citizens of the surface to change their own destiny. The premise is that you have to survive and survive to the end!

As soon as I finished reading the manual, I heard a pig-killing cry outside. Alan and the other children crowded to the windows, and in the plaza outside the window, a fat man was tied up, and Ensign Ron himself took a whip and whipped the fat man. Alan said "huh", he recognized the fat man. It was a military official who had colluded with Hearn to take Hurn's place in the death ring.

At this time, an instructor walked into the barracks and shouted: "Number 666 out of the ranks!" ”

Alan walked out and led the instructor to the square. After Lieutenant Ron's last whip, the fat man was covered in blood, with his head bowed, and he didn't know if he was unconscious or dead. Ron, who had just finished pumping people, had a hideous face, and the murderous aura on his body was uninhibited. He stood in front of Alan, and the boy's face became even paler, but he straightened his back silently.

Ron slightly restrained his murderous aura and said, "I've already checked, and this number shouldn't have been you." Lewin, the pig, also confessed, and he received the benefits of others. I hate it when someone challenges my IQ, this fat pig, and the Hearn family have to die! ”

"As for your ......," Ron said, "you can choose again, to stay and continue training." Or do you choose to leave? It's rare for me to be merciful, so you'd better take advantage of the opportunity. ”

Alan bit his lip, held up the manual and shook it: "I want to know, is this true?" I'm referring to those rewards. ”

"It's true." Ron took a towel from the instructor and wiped his hands, then crossed his waist and looked at the sky: "Although now, the death ring has changed its flavor under the operation of those noble lords. But one thing that remains the same is that its rewards are still rich, rich enough to change people's fate. ”

"Then I choose to stay." Alan gritted his teeth.

Ron looked down and narrowed his eyes, "Why?" If it's the imps in the barracks, they want to get out of this hell. Believe me, I've been extra tolerant today, and your days will only get harder and harder. ”

Alan shook his head, he looked at the second lieutenant, his bright red eyes were extraordinarily calm, and they were also extraordinarily cold: "Because I need to change my fate, so that I have the strength to find some people to settle some accounts!" ”

Ron stared at Alan, who didn't look away from himself. After a moment, the second lieutenant nodded and said, "Well, since you have volunteered to stay in hell, I hope you are ready to turn yourself into a devil." Otherwise, you won't survive. ”

After letting Alan go back, Ron said to the instructor next to him, "I'm getting more and more fond of this kid." He has a target in his eyes, like a wolf ready to hunt. If he survives to the end, then I'm sorry for his prey. ”

The instructor sneered, his face a little unnatural. After all, those who know Ron well know that it's not a good thing to be liked by him.

Four o'clock in the morning is the time for good dreams. Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded outside the barracks, and Alan immediately opened his eyes and jumped off the iron bed, and then rushed to the nearest window with an arrow step, and rolled out directly through the window. He slept in his clothes, and he didn't even take off his shoes. And many teenagers took off their clothes for comfort. At this time, when he heard the whistle, he ran out of the barracks without wearing anything, and some of the unresponsive ones were still struggling with whether to put on their clothes.

In just 10 seconds, Alan was the first to reach the playground. Then a dozen other teenagers also arrived, in no particular order, dressed in neat camp uniforms, apparently not taking off their clothes to sleep. The third group arrived with seven or eight children wearing only one pair of pants, and only five of those who were a few beats slower were able to arrive before the time limit.

As soon as the time was 15 seconds, the wolf-like instructor rushed into the barracks, and then the whistling of whips and the screams of teenagers rang out inside. Each of the four teenagers who had not yet had time to run out of the barracks was given five lashes, and the instructor showed no mercy in whipping them to the point of blood, and then drove them out.

Looking at the four bleeding teenagers, the others shuddered in their hearts. Ron said calmly, "This is the first time I have made a mistake, and I will give each of them five lashes as a reminder." Their numbered instructor will make a note and if you do it again, the punishment will be doubled. And so on until they stop making mistakes. Or, become a dead man. ”

"Alright, run for me, you little devils. Running around the playground until I shout to stop you, you know? ”

"Understood!"

The teenagers responded in unison.