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"Tsk tsk, how could you not know about Hive Security? Let me tell you, the Blackwater Security Company is quite impressive. Even the Red Dragon has been suppressed by them. They are one of the top seven Blackwater Security Companies in the world! That's truly powerful!" Fang Jinke added, seemingly worried that everyone might not understand.
Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit strange listening to this, while Liu Shaoqiang's expression shifted slightly, though his face remained emotionless.
Only Wang Xincheng, the honest kid, reacted with surprise. He had heard of Hive Security before, but due to the distance, he only knew of it in passing.
Seeing Yang Xiaoyou and Liu Shaoqiang's indifferent reactions gave Fang Jinke a boost of confidence, and he began to boast even more about Wang Xincheng.
His tales sounded as if he had witnessed them firsthand.
Beside him, Yang Xiaoyou noticed that although some of the descriptions were exaggerated, he actually had a decent understanding of Hive Security. It was rare for someone without business dealings to know so much.
Early the next morning, several trucks arrived at the campus. Upon seeing the vehicles that came to 'greet' them, the students, who had mentally prepared themselves due to prior notifications, couldn't help but feel their spirits drop.
One by one, they boarded the trucks, trying out the experience of being transported like soldiers. Since it was unexpectedly early, many students hadn’t even eaten breakfast and hurriedly changed into their Camouflage Uniforms before heading out.
Overall, they looked quite impressive.
However, despite wearing Camouflage Uniforms, most still exuded a youthful student vibe. Many boys appeared clumsy as they got onto the truck, and the girls were even less coordinated.
This Military Training was clearly intended to give everyone a wake-up call right from the start, hinting at the hardships they would face ahead.
The location for this Military Training was in a Military District on the outskirts of town, requiring several hours of travel. They would be training there for an entire month; the first three weeks would be led by special instructors from Pudong Military Academy, while the remaining time would be handed over to International Mercenaries with extensive experience in dealing with viruses.
For most boys, stepping into this kind of training brought a mix of fear and vague anticipation. Of course, how long that anticipation would last remained uncertain.
Unfortunately, these trucks were not suitable for long-distance transport. Even though the roads were decent—smooth concrete and asphalt—the slight bumps along the way caused complaints from the students onboard. They looked quite miserable.
If boarding was already somewhat challenging, disembarking proved even worse; many students fell over due to weak legs as they got off. This initial challenge set a strong tone for what lay ahead.
Yang Xiaoyou casually stepped down from the tire, shaking off some mud that had splattered on him before turning back to help the tall and thin Wang Xincheng down.
Although Wang Xincheng loved playing basketball and was physically fit compared to most people, the bumpy ride without a seat had left his legs feeling wobbly as he stepped down.
After receiving assistance from Yang Xiaoyou, he expressed his gratitude and remarked, "I really can't tell; your physique is impressive. I thought I was the one who played basketball."
"It's probably because you're taller. Look at Qiang Shao; he seems to have no trouble at all," Yang Xiaoyou replied nonchalantly, gesturing towards Liu Shaoqiang, who appeared completely unfazed.
"Don't be fooled by him. If I'm not mistaken, he should have some skills," Fang Jinke, who had been in the car, said as he stepped out, feeling a bit weak in the legs. He wanted to help but felt a bit embarrassed. Nevertheless, he spoke up about something else.
To be honest, this somewhat peculiar rich second-generation individual did pique Yang Xiaoyou's interest a little. In terms of physical fitness alone, this slightly chubby fellow was far behind Wang Xincheng, who frequently played basketball, giving off a somewhat feeble impression.
However, setting aside his understanding of Hive Security Company for now, just his current observational skills were noteworthy. If he wasn't just guessing blindly, then he indeed had some substance. Although he hadn't practiced much himself, frequent exposure to skilled individuals had sharpened his eye.
Because Fang Jinke's comments drew attention, Wang Xincheng went over to lend a hand.
Just as Fang Jinke stepped down and half of the students were still getting off, several soldiers in military uniforms emerged from the barracks.
The moment these few stepped out, it felt as if they stirred the entire atmosphere, causing everyone to unconsciously turn their gaze towards them. They stood out distinctly among the students.
"Indeed, they are veterans from the Special Forces. Just five of them create such an imposing presence that it changes the atmosphere here," Yang Xiaoyou noted with a high evaluation after glancing at the five soldiers.
While individually they might not reach that level, having such capability among basic soldiers in the army is quite impressive. Generally speaking, a special forces unit can be considered elite if they can form a cohesive group of a platoon; here, just five have achieved that level.
"Initially, after seeing that bunch of useless students from Pudong Military Academy yesterday, I thought they were getting worse and worse. With such quality, how could they even be students at Pudong Military Academy? But now that I've seen you all, it seems they do have some merit," sneered a cold-faced man with an eagle-like nose who walked in the middle of the group.
Although the scene was chaotic with plenty of background noise, his penetrating voice seemed to reach every student's ears, causing many proud students to flash angry expressions.
They came to university to learn their professional knowledge; military training was merely a formality. Now they were being outright dismissed based on their shortcomings—how could they tolerate that?
With someone leading the charge, dissenting voices began to rise gradually.
"Why should it be like this? Everyone has their own expertise."
"That's right! We're just here for Military Training."
"Our future careers won't be as soldiers."
Upon hearing these somewhat defiant words, the hawk-nosed officer revealed a cruel smile.
"Good, at least you know how to resist. That shows you have some basic bloodlust. I just hope that this bloodlust lasts until the end of the training. By then, those blood-soaked Executioners from Hive Security Company will be even harder to communicate with than we are."
His words were dripping with menace, effectively silencing all dissent. Although his tone seemed calm, the twists and implications woven into his speech, combined with the mixed atmosphere among them, deeply implanted a sense of dread in most of the students' hearts.
It created an impression that the International Mercenaries from Hive Security Company were ruthless killers without a second thought, leading to a distorted perception.
Yang Xiaoyou felt a wave of nausea wash over him; when did Hive Security Company become a tool for scaring people?
However, he could somewhat understand the military officer's actions.
The strictness he displayed was likely due to the pressure from Hive Security Company's reputation. He probably didn't want a group of half-hearted fellows embarrassing themselves later on. Perhaps after training with Hive Security Company, they wouldn't feel ashamed, but they would certainly feel it themselves.
Thus, he aimed to deliver a few harsh lessons upfront, breaking down the pride of all the students and reshaping them over the course of a month.
For some stricter special forces recruits, this method was often employed.
For the students, it might seem harsh, but if they managed to endure it successfully, it would ultimately benefit their character development.
After being momentarily intimidated by the mention of Hive Security Company, the chaotic atmosphere among the students was completely dispersed, dominated by the presence of several instructors who suppressed any resistance.
"Very well, it seems you all have some basic awareness now. Three weeks! We have only three weeks to ensure that you all survive until the last week. Hey, they hold the Death Index in their hands."
Seeing that the students had completely cowered down, a smile crept onto the officer's face as he continued to apply pressure without showing any signs of relent.
If it had been the beginning, such words would surely have been met with skepticism. However, after they had completely overwhelmed the students with their combined strength, these words were firmly implanted in the hearts of most of the students.
Yang Xiaoyou felt somewhat disoriented; this was not how one should take the blame. Death Index.
These were just ordinary college students, did they really think they were in a training battle with elites? Death Index, you must be joking.
Because of the initial intimidation, most of these sheltered flowers began to obediently follow the requirements.
In just one morning, they quickly formed into squads. Generally, each squad was mixed with both boys and girls to encourage that competitive spirit which often arose in front of the opposite sex.
However, many had woken up early and skipped breakfast. After a long journey and some training here—although not overly intense—they all began to feel hungry once the squads were formed.
"Wow, look at those two! Did you see them? My goodness, they're not any less impressive than Xiao You's girlfriend!" Due to the arrangement based on student numbers, Yang Xiaoyou and his three roommates found themselves in the same squad.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou felt his stomach starting to rebel and his energy waning, a group of boys beside him gasped in awe. Wang Xincheng tugged at Yang Xiaoyou's sleeve and stammered.
Looking up, he saw two striking figures among the front row of girls in the adjacent squad: Meng Lu and Feng Lin.
Dressed in camouflage uniforms, their beauty and unique charm could not be hidden. It was as if they had injected a dose of adrenaline into the previously lethargic team.
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