close to death

Isn't it just [-] meters? As an agent, Ling Yun was thrown into the training of special forces at the beginning, and each person usually carried [-] kilograms of weight across the country for five kilometers. This kind of training was simply enjoyable for him.

Ling Yun was the first to run, and the bad guys behind him had no choice but to run.

The first lap was still able to keep up, but on the second lap, Ling Yun had already fallen behind them by a large margin. On the fifth lap, the group of guys were panting like cows, their faces were flushed, and a few pampered boys simply sat on the track .

Ling Yun finished ten laps with ease, without getting angry and without changing his face. Instructor Li was also surprised when he saw it.

"Hehe, young man, you have a good physique,"

Nonsense, can someone with poor physique be an ace agent? Ling Yun rolled his eyes at him. In terms of physique, the instructor Li in front of him could only help him lift his shoes.

"You are from the Department of Physical Education, right?" Instructor Li came over and patted Ling Yun's sturdy shoulder, while the group of bad guys behind him were still working hard.

"No," Ling Yun said as he took out a small green leather notebook from his pocket and handed it over, "Instructor Li, let me show you something."

When Instructor Li opened the book, his face immediately changed drastically, and he gave a standard military salute immediately, "Ling..."

"Shut up, I'm here to perform a top-secret mission." Ling Yun took back the notebook and interrupted what Instructor Li was about to say, "I won't come to the military training tomorrow, do you think it's okay?"

Instructor Li was stunned. If the best special forces in the country came to the military training, then these non-commissioned officers would have to go home to hold their children.

That little green book is nothing else, it is a special passport of the National Security Bureau, enjoying the treatment of a division commander, and the most important thing is that it bears the exclusive seal of the best snow storm special forces in the country, which is a special pass that can only be obtained through hellish training. honor.

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, Ling Yun swaggered back to the dormitory and went to sleep peacefully.

"Who is that guy, so awesome," a few students next to him whispered.

A tall man shook his head and wiped off his sweat, "I don't know, didn't you salute the instructor when you saw him? That guy must have a lot of background,"

"Isn't that obviously going through the back door, I want to report it,"

"Protest, I want to protest, I don't want military training, I want to rest," said a poor man crawling on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

"After running 5000 meters and doing 100 push-ups, you don't want to come to the military training," Instructor Li said casually.

All the bad boys were so frightened that they all sat down on the ground. They knew that they were not special forces, nor Ultraman, nor that weird sorghum with pants on the outside.

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Everyone had dinner in the cafeteria at noon, and Ling Yun was the only one left in the empty dormitory area.

I casually ate some snacks at the school gate, and strolled along the campus path.

On the surface, he seems to be doing nothing, but in fact, he is familiarizing himself with and recording the surrounding environment. Every time he performs a mission to investigate the environment, that is what agents must do. These seemingly simple things are extremely important to Ling Yun.

The security at the gate has been completely replaced by people from the National Security Bureau, and even a few temporary cleaning workers are all disguised as plainclothes policemen. It seems that the superiors take this matter very seriously.

After wandering around the campus for a long time, the students returned to the dormitory one after another, each lying in bed unwilling to get up, the military training was not something they, the flowers growing in the flower shed, could bear.

When Ling Yun returned to the dormitory, Fatty and Xiaobao had already entered the game. It seemed that the charm of "Fantasy World" was really not small. After closing the door, lying on the bed and turning the game ring, his mind suddenly became clear.

Entering the game, the guild is full of people coming and going, so lively. The chicken mother-in-law helped find a few instructors of the special forces from the army. Although they are not game players, they are also of great help to the overall quality of the guild personnel, especially It is those famous players who are not disciplined, and they are easier to manage than before.

Looking at the friends list, Linna and Qichi are both online. It's rare to have such an opportunity. Let's finish the S-level task first. This is a game. Let the librarian collect the body.

Hearing that there was a mission, the two readily agreed. Although the last mission was perverted, the reward was indeed enviable.

After forming a team, Ling Yun shared the tasks.

S-level biohazard mission, Black Tuesday, task requirements: three players in a team, sharpshooter profession, game perception is automatically adjusted to 80%, A-level game copy, S-level game difficulty.

Ding, start the first ring of the Black Tuesday mission: Enter the library in Battaya City and find the curator Henry.

There was a roar in the sky, and a Black Hawk helicopter landed in front of Ling Yun and the others.

"Quick, comrades, we're running out of time," said an officer in camouflage uniform as the hatch opened, waving his arms.

The three of them boarded the plane and leaned against the bulkhead as the Black Hawk helicopter soared into the sky.

"Sergeant Claude, it's nice to meet you," the officer saluted, and then said, "Master Patton sent me to assist you. This mission is very difficult."

Ling Yun said a few polite words, thinking to himself: It's up to you to say, just look at the difficulty of the task.

"Attention, the destination has been reached, please prepare for battle," the driver shouted to the voice communication system next to him.

Ling Yun couldn't help sticking his head out of the cabin, and the strong wind hit, he couldn't help shivering.

The scene in front of me has changed, replaced by a large modern city.

The Black Hawk helicopter passed through the jungle of skyscrapers. The streets were filled with smoke and flames, and the roar of explosions could be heard from time to time.

Time: [-] Tuesday [-]:[-]

Location: Virtual (New York, Manhattan neighborhood)

"Comrades, we are here, I wish you good luck," Claude opened the hatch and kicked the rope under his feet.

The black-clothed helicopter was suspended in mid-air, more than 20 meters above the ground.

"Go down from here, no way," Linna stuck out her tongue, the strong wind poured in from the cabin door, her hair blurred her eyes.

"I'll go down first," said the seven-foot-old.Ru has been in the army, and this kind of training is commonplace.

Holding the rope tightly with both hands, with both legs tightly coiled on top, the whole person slipped down in an instant.

"Linna, can you go down?" Ling Yun didn't expect that the task had just begun, and he would actually give such a big problem, but it didn't bother him. He had used ropes to slide down skyscrapers before. Dots are nothing at all.

The sound of the plane engine was so loud that Linna couldn't hear what Ling Yun said clearly. She nodded and gave an OK gesture. Although she had also been trained in this area, she was still a little unskilled, and it was the first time in the game. .