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"The metal feather is called the Ethereal Iron Feather." Zhang Yang had arrived behind them without either of them noticing.
Kuro Sijin and the Jungle were startled. "Damn, when did you get here?" the Jungle asked.
"I came a while ago; you two were too engrossed in your conversation." Zhang Yang replied, thinking to himself: It seems that this old lady is likely the master of Wings, the leader of the Winged Fire Serpent.
"What happened next?" the Jungle turned to ask Kuro Sijin again.
"After all, we are a team with advanced weapons, so we quickly retreated and formed a Surround circle about ten meters away from her. We even threw Tear Gas; it seemed like she got hit again and slowed down a bit. However, she still found an opportunity to escape. We couldn't catch up after that," Kuro Sijin said, staring at Zhang Yang.
"Black Instructor, your training methods are just a bit tougher than those of A Team in Soldier Assault. I really want to learn something special now; can you teach me about firearms directly? I've never touched one before," Zhang Yang said.
"Why do you want to learn about guns?" Kuro Sijin asked.
"To guard against gunfire!" Zhang Yang replied. He had been shot by Ruan Shaowen and had helped him unlock the Orange Level of Fusion of Extraordinary Souls, but if it hadn't been for sheer luck, he might not be alive now.
He Si Ren thought for a moment and then turned to the Jungle, saying, "Contact Arrow; starting tomorrow, train Zhang Yang in firearms separately."
"Black Instructor, you're actually not a bad person. I made a joke when I first arrived, and it was indeed embarrassing for a big man like you. I owe you an apology," Zhang Yang smiled.
"Training is just a means to an end; ultimately, it's for the country and its people. Sacrificing oneself is nothing compared to that!" He Si Ren still wore a serious expression. "I don't care where your skills come from; I just want to tell you that no matter how great a person's abilities are, if they lack conscience and ideals, even if they are unbeatable, they will still face divine retribution!"
"If I say what you're saying is nonsense, would you be able to laugh?" Zhang Yang saw that Kuro Sijin didn't react and suddenly changed the subject. "Do you know where your surname comes from in Black Team? That's from the Tang Dynasty. Xuanzong Li Longji summoned students from the Sulu Khanate studying in the Tang Dynasty and granted them Han surnames based on their tribes' original names, which became Heishi Clan."
"You can take a break today," Kuro Sijin ignored this topic and waved his hand, heading with the Jungle to check on other trainees by the runway.
At this time, Qi Shen had completed his lap. Kuro Sijin walked toward the track as Qi Shen approached, drenched in sweat and panting heavily before reaching Zhang Yang's side.
"You’re a monster; normal people can't train like that," Qi Shen wiped sweat from his forehead. "Monster, let’s be friends."
Zhang Yang didn't expect someone as fierce as Qi Shen would say something so cute and couldn't help but smile. "Brother, you're flattering me."
"You came from Heavenly Mechanism Group; do you know Shen Zhiyu?" Qi Shen asked.
"Of course I know him. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have joined the Heavenly Mechanism Group."
"I grew up with Shen Zhiyu," Qi Shen suddenly said. Zhang Yang thought for a moment; both Shen Zhiyu and Qi Shen spoke with a Beijing accent, suggesting they must have grown up together in some large courtyard in Capital Yanjing. Shen Zhiyu was a few years older than Qi Shen, so wasn't he following him around?
On the track, most of the trainees were still running. Qi Shen and Zhang Yang sat down on the ground.
"Back then, we all called him Brother Yu. A bunch of kids from our courtyard often simulated battles, and Brother Yu was very good at commanding; following him, we never lost. The reason I joined the army is related to Brother Yu's choice to enlist," Qi Shen said. "It's definitely a good idea to follow Brother Yu!"
"I thought you were pretty stern; I didn't expect you could have fun together," Zhang Yang laughed.
"By the way, do you have a thing for that Shi Qing? Let me tell you, that girl is off-limits," Qi Shen suddenly said in a serious tone.
"What? How did you know I like her?" Zhang Yang replied, amused yet helpless.
"I can tell by the way she looks at you," Qi Shen suddenly laughed, his dark face making his white teeth stand out.
"What kind of logic is that? Just because she looks at me differently means I like her?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Anyway, Buddy, I'm just warning you," Qi Shen thought for a moment and added, "Just so you know, Shi Qing's mother is also from our courtyard; later she worked in Shanhai Province but returned to Yanjing after a couple of years. I met Shi Qing when we were kids, but I've never seen her father. Shi Qing's mother passed away shortly after she started working."
"So you guys know each other? Well, that's interesting—three acquaintances from the same courtyard," Zhang Yang said. "I really didn't notice when the four of us were together."
"We all know who each other is but only casually; we're not close. However, I feel like she has some kind of intuition. I heard that when she was three or four years old, there was a time when her mother was about to go out, and she clung to her and wouldn't let her leave. Then someone came to borrow her mother's bicycle and couldn't go out at all; her mother ended up not going out either. As a result, the person who borrowed the bicycle got hit by a car outside and died. There were only a few cars on the road at that time," Qi Shen said.
Zhang Yang thought to himself: It seems Shi Qing really does have an instinct for sensing danger.
"Don't worry; I'll just think of her as a little sister. I already have a girlfriend."
"That's good... Little sister? Aren't you younger than her?" Qi Shen shot Zhang Yang a glance before changing the subject. "In this Blade Training Camp, I'm most confident with firearms, but we haven't gotten to that part yet. Have you ever handled a gun?"
"No, starting tomorrow, I'll be receiving firearms training alone," Zhang Yang replied.
"Impressive! I've never heard of the Blade Training Camp giving anyone special treatment," Qi Shen said as he stood up. "Let's go, it's about time. I think we can take a break now."
An hour passed, and out of the 80 participants, 5 more were eliminated. At this rate, the two-month special training might end in just a month. However, eliminations often follow a pattern: many are cut at first, then it becomes fewer and fewer. In the middle stage, there tends to be a group that can pass every challenge and persist until the end.
After lining up, Kuro Sijin stepped forward. "Out of 110 people, touted as the best from various units, 35 were eliminated overnight. If there are ambushes in the maze, if there’s poison in the pool, if you’re not using a Rubber Stick but a knife, or if planes are strafing while you’re running laps, I’m afraid many of you would be done for."
"This is just the beginning. To help you adapt, we haven't gone all out in training. Everyone, put aside your egos; don’t just talk big—be truly impressive! There won’t be any training arranged before lunch; take some time to rest and have a good meal. If anyone wants to withdraw now, do it quickly. It’s worse to suffer and then decide to quit!" Kuro Sijin stated.
As a result, no one in the formation expressed a desire to withdraw.
A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Kuro Sijin's eyes. "Back then, Shi Qing made an exception allowing someone to wear a ring around their neck into the training camp with everyone's consent. Now, another person wants special treatment: Zhang Yang will be exempt from physical reaction and combat training to focus solely on firearms training before rejoining everyone else for other special training. Do you have any objections?"
"Report!"
"Speak!"
"I have an objection!"
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