Classmate 200 million years old

Chapter 82 Gunshots
thud thump thumped up from the edge, until the runway was under the awning.

Even so, a student running towards the awning suddenly fell into the eyes of the few freshmen who were facing the awning.

The head of the regiment has a round face, which looks a bit fat, but in fact he is strong but not fat. He saw Xuan Mo running over, stood at attention, and saluted, then got up and returned the salute: "It stands to reason that if you want to make an apology, I should also Come to the door to apologize personally, but, you are also wrong for reneging on your promises, how about we get even?"

"...Okay." Xuan Mo didn't miss such an apology, and paused, "That's it?"

"Hey little girl, come here." The regiment leader liked Xuan Mo's soldier look more and more, and beckoned her to go under the awning, "Are you interested in being a soldier?"

If she was asked this question before, or not long ago, Xuan Mo would have answered yes immediately, and she was very excited, but at this moment she was silent.

She still wanted to say yes in her heart, but she didn't know why she couldn't say it.

She couldn't help being a little confused. What's going on? After coming to Blue Star, after many analyzes, even a secret department like District [-] couldn't satisfy her. Apart from returning to the battlefield, she couldn't find the meaning of living in this life. Why is she hesitating now? ?
Seeing Xuan Mo's silence, the head of the regiment understands it very well. Originally, joining the army is a difficult decision for a girl, not to mention that she applied for a military school like China National Defense University, which is actually a combination of ambition and expertise. Also serving the military.

He smiled: "Hey, don't be so entangled, just say what you think."

"I want to be a soldier, I really want to." Xuan Mo said firmly, "But I don't want to be this kind of soldier."

"Oh?" The head of the regiment was a little surprised, "What kind of soldier is this?"

Xuan Mo pondered over the vocabulary for a long time before he found a slightly matching one: "Taiping soldiers."

"Haha, the world is peaceful, if you don't want to be a Taiping soldier, what kind of soldier should you be?" the head of the regiment said half-truthfully.

"I know where the current high-level military officers come from. It may not be possible to hit a grand slam in their lifetime, but they slowly climb up based on their seniority." Xuan Mo shook his head, "A soldier is not a soldier without tempering."

"what is that?"

"Apprentice." A mocking tone.

"..." The head of the regiment was silent for a while. He was in the army, so he saw and thought more and heard more. Xuan Mo's remarks were a bit novel on the surface, but inside he didn't escape the thoughts of many people, but... …"Social reality is like this, so what do you think?"

"Then let me ask you, what do you like about me?" Xuan Mo asked back, "The performance of the military training in the first year of high school? The physical strength I have shown now? Or is there no quality to say anything about orders?"

"Haha, you know yourself very well."

"I enter an ordinary team like this, and I can only be a pawn used by the superiors to fight for success." Xuan Mo said mercilessly, "Without real swords and guns, then there are only various competitions, various evaluations, and various competitions. This kind of investigation, so my role is reflected." Xuan Mo stared into the eyes of the head of the regiment, "Maybe your intentions are good, you just want to recruit so-called talents for the army, but this talent is really for the army and the country. What have you done?"

The head of the group took a deep breath: "...you, you can see clearly."

Xuan Mo smiled.

"Actually, you have said so much, I understand. You want to do practical things for the country and really experience tempering, right?"

Xuan Mo shrugged, noncommittal. In fact, she had no intention of contributing to the country at all. What she saw and heard so far could not give her a strong sense of belonging and honor to the country, so she didn't even have the passion to fight... ...she was just being sarcastic.

"Or more directly, do you want to join the special forces?"

Perhaps this sentence sounds very tempting to Xuan Mo, and she thought so too, but unexpectedly, when she imagined what special force she would join, the first thing she thought of was Xuan's mother.

She is reluctant to even come to the capital to study, and I don't know how she will react when she enters the kind of workplace where she can't go home once a year... That Xuan mother is not the one in her hometown who sees her once every few decades. After fighting for three hundred rounds, her own mother, who is still alive and well, cannot be beaten, scolded, or separated.

Xuan Mo was taken aback by her own thoughts. She suddenly realized that maybe she didn't have much feeling for this country yet, but there were some people who were influencing her.

No longer having any meaningful conversations with the head of the group, Xuan Mo returned to the class in a daze, continuing to stand in a military posture...

She felt that she needed to think about it carefully. Was she being too passive?

It has to be said that Yigao's military training is quite high, at least Xuanmo can handle the military training of the freshman with ease. These toy-like things look simple, but they crazily deprive the freshmen of their physical strength invisibly. After a day, everyone almost It was crawling back.

Day after day, the instructors trained everyone in different ways, until one month later, fifteen days before the end, they began to prepare for the military training parade, began to rehearse the flag bearers, performed the enemy boxing and military boxing performances, typesetting performances, etc. ...

At the same time, military training tabloids should be produced in units of platoons, so that a few girls can be lazy and rest. Although platooning small-character posters requires talents, such as painting, calligraphy, and literary talent, in the end, the instructors must nod, otherwise everyone in today's society will be like that. With some skills, more than 20 of the [-] people in a class say they have similar abilities and experience. Anyone can do it, so half the class is empty.

Instructor Zhang asked a few in detail, and approved three based on his usual performance. He had a problem with the remaining two places. Holding such a small privilege is a bit active.

During the break, he found Xuan Mo and asked, "Xuan Mo, do you know calligraphy? Or write articles or draw pictures."

Xuan Mo knew that her paintings were different from human beings, such as calligraphy... She shook her head honestly.

Instructor Zhang was a little anxious: "Hey, just a little bit is enough. The three who went just now said that there is no problem. You can go and fight."

Xuan Mo's brows twitched, and he would stop doing it if he started, and shook his head more decisively.

"Hey, you little girl..." Instructor Zhang looked around and scratched his head, "Look, although I was ordered, I have been training you hard a while ago, so I just treat it as a good opportunity to rest. I'll make an apology for you, okay?"

"It's not your fault." Xuan Mo solemnly expressed his understanding, "The higher-ups give orders, you obey your superiors, and I obey you. It's a bounden duty, and I have no objection."

If Instructor Zhang of the pure revolutionary era would really believe this, but he himself is also a person born in the [-]s, looking at the little girl who looks up, down, left, and right in front of his eyes, he would commit a crime in his heart. He muttered, thinking that she was really difficult to deal with, and seeing Xuan Mo still looking serious, he was quite distressed.

After saying a few more words, there was still nothing to gain, the instructor curled his lips, and simply dismissed the remaining two places as nothing.

This aroused the dissatisfaction of other people, why there are five places in other rows, but there are two empty places in this row.

But none of them said anything, they just waited for someone to show up, and it turned out that the tabloids had a prototype, and no one came out, so the matter was put aside, but the instructor Zhang looking for Xuan Mo fell into the eyes of many people, girls While they thought it was honest for Xuan Mo to refuse, some felt that she was pretending, and some even completely forgot the multiple times of training she had received, and murmured to others about the preferential treatment Xuan Mo had received in the past few days.

Of course, Xuan Mo couldn't escape these things, she was too lazy to be confused, if excellence was a crime... then she really had nothing to say.

After the rehearsal, it was not a direct performance. In the end, a three-day field training was arranged. The location was Qingyun Mountain on the outskirts of the city. One day went to prepare, one day to practice, and one day to come back to rest. Finally, the military parade, performance, and end.

The day before the start of the training, although the recruits listened carefully to some essentials of survival in the wild, they would not know the essentials without actual combat drills. The instructors also knew this and were ready to teach in real time, so they stopped talking and sent everyone back Ready to disband.

When packing up clothes in the dormitory, although the instructor meant to bring some toiletries, just change clothes, there are straw mats and so on, and you don’t have to cover things when you sleep at night. If you can’t hold it, you can cover it with a blanket, but how can girls be like this? It’s so easy to get rid of, and it’s very difficult for the girls to pack light clothes. The three girls basically don’t have the experience of packing things by themselves. They discussed and discussed there. Seeing that Xuan Mo had been watching the fun, I thought she was good at packing. Quickly come to learn from the scriptures.

Xuan Mo pointed to the small package at his feet. It was really a small package, as small as a person going shopping, and he knew how much was inside without opening it.

"Xuan Mo! Why do you only bring so much? Shampoo? Sunscreen? Soap? Did you bring them all?"

If it wasn't forced by the situation, it would be enough for her to go alone, and it would be very face-saving to pack it in a bag.

Seeing that Xuan Mo's dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, she knew that she had no common language with them in terms of packing, so she had to worry again.

At noon the next day, everyone arrived at the military training site at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, had lunch and allocated rooms, and spent another afternoon tidying up, lining up, explaining the training route and precautions, and divided about ten people into each class for training. It’s going over the mountain. There are three roads in total. Which one is the one you smoke, and each group goes in every ten seconds. No matter who is ahead of the other, the total score of the whole class is calculated from the first start to the last one. , At the end of the competition, I heard that there will be prizes.

Before the departure, the instructors and counselors gave thousands of reminders that something big or small would always happen during the training every year. This Qingyun Mountain is really not small, because it is well protected, the mountains are dense, and there are three roads. There are no stairs at all. It can be said that they are present Many students have never climbed such a wild mountain in their life, and they are curious and nervous.

Xuan Mo formed a class with eleven girls in the same row. They basically didn't speak to each other, at most they were acquainted with each other. Squad leader, Xuan Mo volunteered to run to the end. They got route C, which had the shortest straight-line distance, but had the most detours and was the most difficult to walk.

No matter how big the mountain is, it will be very lively if there are thousands of people on it. The three roads will divide up all the freshmen in a short time. There is no movement in the green hills in the distance.

Xuan Mo ran slowly behind a few girls, they thought it was an outing, chattering, and almost took the snack tablecloth out for a picnic. Let a team come in after a while, is it the same speed before and after?

She has already scanned Qingyun Mountain, which is of course like a small hill to her, but if she walks with a mortal body, she will have to go all the way in the evening. I am afraid they will laugh when they go up the mountain, climb to the top of the mountain, and just go down the mountain. It's time to roll.

While he was speechless, a voice suddenly came from behind, a group of boys ran up slowly, and someone was yelling.

"Catch up with another group!"

"It's a girl again! What's so great about it..."

The boys ran up, some of them ran headlong, and some of them greeted with a smile: "Hello beauties!"

Several girls greeted with a smile, but Xuan Mo still ran forward behind.

When several boys saw her, they poked each other, and Xuan Mo whispered in his ear: "Hey! There is really a beauty!"

"Haha, help her get the gun!"

"You think the backpack is light, come and help me!"

Since the journey is the same for men and women, in order to increase the difficulty, boys have to carry a marching bag, which contains five catties of things and a gun, while girls only need to carry a gun, of course, without bullets.

One class of boys passed by, another class of boys passed by, and soon the class of girls behind was also looming, and the women in front of Xuan Mo finally felt a little embarrassed: "Hey class leader, let's go faster."

"Okay!" Squad leader Li Chan yelled, "Sisters, let's do our best!"

"Come on!"

Xuan Mo shook his head, giving up hope.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, the group of girls were all wilted.

"How come others can run, but we can't..."

"Because you didn't maintain this momentum from the beginning." Xuan Mo said coolly at the end, "You exhausted your energy at a speed of twenty yards, and you still expect to be able to rush forward to forty yards? Just keep forty yards, even if you run out of energy, the inertia already exists in your body instinct, and you will be more tired if you want to go slower."

"Oh, why didn't you say it earlier!"

"I said, you believe it, will you do it?" Xuan Mo lowered his head and muttered, how happy he was chattering just now, she said such advice at that time to hurt her ears.

Girls are not without brains, think about it, at least they have had enough fun in the past, so they can only admit that they are unlucky, bury their heads on the road, and chat for a few more words when they are idle.

At noon, they hadn't seen the top of the mountain yet. A few girls were a little discouraged and asked to sit down and rest for a while. Usually, they were tired after climbing the mountain all morning.

Li Chan had no choice but to agree to rest, and the girls sat down in a circle. At this time, another class passed by, and there were boys again, and everyone passed by saying hello.

"I think we're almost..." Li Chan was about to wake people up when she suddenly stopped and asked, "What's the sound?"

"I don't know... firecrackers?" Someone was at a loss.

"Can firecrackers be set off here?"

"Is it hallucination?"

At this time Xuan Mo stood up slowly, patted his buttocks and looked at the dense forest behind him: "I didn't hear hallucinations, but I heard wrong."

She narrowed her eyes: "That was the sound of a gunshot."

(End of this chapter)