Chapter 4 Welcome to join, Devil's Concentration

Chapter 4 Welcome to join, Devil's Concentration Camp

At this moment, a loud noise came from behind Mi Fan. A person ran out crying on a spaceship. As he ran, he shouted, "Even if I am a deserter, I don't want to go to hell. Let me go!!!!"

And the train display on the spacecraft showed 1,661 times. Mifan was suddenly happy and didn't think about what the man said. He ran towards the spaceship. At the moment when the spacecraft were about to close, a fish jumped into the spacecraft.

"Bang!"

Mi Fan fell heavily on the floor of the spaceship and looked at the two soldiers standing by the door. He said to himself: Everyone knew that this was the spaceship of the Devil Division. It was too late for the bastard to escape just now. How could there be a stupid boy who rushed up?

"Excuse me, is this the 1661 spacecraft?" Mi Fan, who came to his senses, stood up with a carp, handed the cards in his hand to the two soldiers at the door, and asked with a smile.

One of the soldiers looked at the card handed over by Mi Fan, and a sneer flashed at the corners of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, this is the 1991 spacecraft. The monitor outside the spacecraft has just been changed two days ago, and it may have been reversed."

"What?" Mi Fan was stunned on the spot and said to himself, "Damn, this is okay. Don't I become a deserter?"

At that moment, Mi Fan smiled and said to the two soldiers, "Well, big brother, you see, I got on the wrong boat. Can you open the door for me? Anyway, it hasn't taken off yet. Is it convenient for you?"

Who knew that the two soldiers sneered and said, "Kid, get on the boat, do you still want to go down?"

Soon, an extremely dangerous feeling surged up from the bottom of Mi Fan's heart, and the small cool breeze behind him...

"The seat number of the petty bastard who just went down is the 19th. You can go there and do it. Hurry up. I don't have much patience." One of the officers raised his foot and kicked Mi Fan and said viciously.

Mi Fan was not angry and said with a smile on his face, "Well, sir, I wasn't on this spaceship, so am I a deserter?"

"As long as you perform well enough in the first month of recruit training, I can inform my superiors and transfer your military status to our 3rd Division, 3rd Brigade and 9th Regiment, but our requirements are very high." The other officer said negatively, and after saying that, he smiled maliciously.

Mi Fan immediately got goose bumps. He could even feel a trace of murder from the officer with a small white face potential in front of him. Although the officer hid well, the super strong and perverted Mi Fan still felt a trace of murderous spirit on him from time to time.

At present, Mi Fan had no choice but to nod his head and walk into the cockpit.

As soon as he entered the cockpit, Mi Fan instantly felt that everyone's attention in the whole cockpit was focused on himself. Most of them did not stare at Mi Fan, but just locked their attention on Mi Fan. It seemed that 129 people in the whole cockpit were not idle people.

This number was seen by Mi Fan in an instant, which was easy for Mi Fan. After counting in rows, he finally found his seat at the other end of the cockpit and sat down.

"Papa..."

As soon as Mi Fan sat down, he heard the sound of clapping in front of him. He stared at it, but saw a burly officer in a gray-green camouflage uniform coming out of the hatch in front of the cockpit. This person is at least two meters tall, and there is a deep scar from the top to the bottom of his left eye, which is very aggressive.

However, at this time, Mi Fan was thinking about such a deep scar, how did his eyes survive...

When the big man saw that all the 130 people in the cockpit looked at him, he cleared his throat and said, "Welcome to the Third Division of the Third Military Region, or you have heard of another name of him - the Devil's Division. And the ninth regiment you are about to enter is called the devil concentration camp in the devil's division!"

None of the 130 people in the cockpit had any emotional fluctuations, not even Mi Fan. Although he got on the spacecraft confusedly, it can be seen from the clues after boarding that the spacecraft is not ordinary.

"Very good. Except for the boy who just got on the ship and the deserter who escaped, you are undoubtedly not excellent elites in your respective urban areas. But here, you are just privates, the most ordinary privates. All you have to do is three requirements - obedience! Obedience! Obey!" The big man almost shouted the last three words, and even Mi Fan's ears buzzed.

Everyone is silent. Although they are all the best in the 20 urban areas of the Republic of China, they are all ordinary soldiers here, with no privileges and no discrimination. Of course, this is only relatively speaking.

However, the big man was not satisfied with everyone's performance. He stared at the copper bell-like cow's eyes and shouted, "Is his mother deaf or dumb?! Don't you know that you have to answer, sir?!"

As soon as he said this, Mi Fan immediately roared, "Yes! Sir!"

Watching the words and colors, Mi Fan is very good at it, but this time, he patted the horse's mouth.

"Kid, you mean, you don't know how to answer, sir?" The big man turned his head, looked at Mi Fan with a smile, and then roared, "Leacon 2291019 is out!"

No matter how stupid Mi Fan is, he can see that he is called himself. This is his number. It turns out that it's just the year plus the seat number. At this time, Mi Fan had already greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Han in his heart, but he immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

Coming out of his seat, Mi Fan stood straight in front of the drought.

"You are not a recruit recruited by our 3rd Brigade and 9th Regiment, are you?" The big man looked at Mi Fan, who was half short of his head, and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, sir! I was going to go to the 6th Battalion of the 10th Division, but I strayed into this spaceship and gloriously became a member of the 9th Regiment of the 3rd Division and 3rd Brigade. Mi Fan replied loudly.

"Oh? Do you know the prestige of the 9th Regiment of our Third Division and Third Brigade? The big man still asked with a smile.

"I don't know much about it, sir!"

"Okay, good, then I'll tell you the prestige of our third division, the third brigade and the ninth regiment!" The big man looked neat and said, "The third division of the Third Military Region, known as the Chinese Devil Division, annihilated more than 40 million enemies in the large and small founding battles after the end of the world. It can be said to be the most elite troops of the Republic of China. There are 135,000, 200 soldiers in the third division of the Third Military Region, and our ninth regiment is the strongest regiment in the Third Military Region. All of the army are elites among the elites, at least, in the category of human beings, it is like this..."

"Big Bull!"

Mi Fan is shocked by the achievements of the third division of the Third Military Region. You should know that after the end of the world, there are less than 2 billion people in total, and one division will annihilate more than 40 million enemies. Such combat effectiveness can be imagined. However, a low shout interrupted Mi Fan's thoughts. The voice came from behind him. Listening to the sound, it should be the voice of the officer with a small white face potential.

The big man in front of Mi Fan stagnated and then changed his words, "You also know that all the elites on this transport ship are in various urban areas of our country, but you accidentally entered, so I think there will be many people who are not convinced."

After a pause, the big man named Daniel looked at the new recruits around him. As expected, he saw a lot of contemptuous eyes for Mi Fan, so he then said, "Well, let's play a game. If you can last ten seconds, I will transfer your military status now. If you can't last for ten seconds, after the spacecraft starts, I'll kiss you. Throw your hand out and let you experience the feeling of flying.

However, Mi Fan had no fear in his eyes and answered, "Sir, please!"

Da Niu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this seemingly timid recruit could accept his challenge so fearlessly. Did he go astray?

At this time, the two officers standing at the door of the cockpit looked at the two people on the aisle with a smile on their faces. The officer who kicked Mi Fan laughed and said, "Lao Yang, Da Niu finally won the guessing boxing once and got the qualification to receive new recruits. I guess this is Liwei."

Another little white-faced officer also smiled and said, "King Kong, this can't be blamed. This is the first time in ten years that he has been qualified to receive new recruits. Of our five comrades-in-arms, he is the worst."

While the two were talking, the spacecraft suddenly shook, but it was time to take off. The 1991 spacecraft was leaving the port of No. 4 and heading for the sky.

Although the spacecraft shook violently when it took off, Mi Fan and the big cow opposite him did not move a step, and still stood firmly on the floor of the spacecraft, looking at each other warily.

When the spacecraft stabilized again, Da Niu said, "Lege Private 2291019, now, the timing begins!"

Almost at the moment when the last word fell to the ground, Da Niu and Mi Fan moved at the same time! Da Niu stepped forward, made a left hook without fancy, and roared Mi Fan quickly.

Mi Fan knows that he can't be too strong, otherwise he will be suspected and have a great impact on his future life. After all, no one wants to be regarded as a white mouse for slicing and research.

So although Mi Fan blocked the big cow's punch with his left arm, he stepped back five steps in a row, and his arm was slightly swollen.

The bull didn't give Mi Fan a chance to breathe at all, followed by a sweep of his legs and took Mi Fan straight to the plate. This spaceship is still very spacious, otherwise the two would not have fought in the middle of the two seats.

Because Da Niu's move is very fast, and Mi Fan can't show too much strength, he can only jump up and avoid this sweep. Sure enough, while Mi Fan dodged the sweeping leg, the big cow had already bullied him, whipped his leg, and slapped at Mi Fan's waist and eyes.

In mid-air, Mi mortals could only resist with two fists, but he was still bombarded out and flew straight to the officer named Lao Yang behind him.

Lao Yang smiled and reached out to drag Mi Fan's spine. Mi Fan only felt that his body stopped and had stood firmly on the ground. From beginning to end, Lao Yang did not move half a step, or even stretched out a hand.

Mi Fan admired Lao Yang's strength in his heart, but he saw that Da Niu followed a straight punch. Under the unavoidable situation, he could only hold his head in his hands and resist the heavy punch of Da Niu.

Da Niu was also surprised that the recruit actually had some foundation. Although he only used five points of strength, it was not so easy to deal with. The new recruit was not attacked to the point from beginning to end. He tried to use the harder part of his body to resist the damage. This reaction ability alone has already obtained Da Niu's Acknowledgement.

resisting a heavy punch, Mi Fan's body hit the wall of the spaceship behind him fiercely. Lao Yang behind him stood next to King Kong and looked at Da Niu and Mi Fan with a smile.

Da Niu's straight fist did not take back. Instead, he circled behind Mi Fan, pressed Mi Fan's head down, and his left knee violently hit Mi Fan's arms.

"Okay, Daniel, it's time." King Kong took out the stopwatch and looked at it. He took action to stop the big bull who had to continue.

Da Niu paused, loosened his right hand around Mi Fan's neck, retreated two meters, and shouted, "Private 2291019, report your name, age and home address!"

Mi Fan shook his swollen hands, immediately stood up straight and replied loudly, "Yes! Sir! My name is Mi Fan. I'm 18 years old this year. I'm from the slums of the 19th district. I don't live in a fixed place!"

"Haha, good! Private Mifan! Welcome to the Devil's Concentration Camp!"

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Two red tickets and one silver-squall breastplate...