Edge of the Apocalypse

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“Second Lieutenant, what is the kung fu of being beaten?”

A black person asked timidly.

Ron Second Lieutenant clicked nodded and said: “A good question is that being beaten is also a science. When fighting, injuries and beatings are inevitable. How to minimize your injuries? You need to be aware of the situation and your body. Sufficient cognition. As long as you grasp this, you will understand what it means to avoid the importance. Take the simplest example…”

He walked to an iron bed, which was stained with blood. A young girl was lying on it motionless naked, leaving a few bright red welts on her left ear and even her cheek. The girl was actually killed by the instructor. Ron pulled the body to the ground without mercy, pulled the girl’s head aside, pointed to the part of the ear, and said: “You see, this is not protecting yourself. . Compared to the head and ears, her arms are obviously able to withstand more and greater injuries. As long as she knows how to protect her head with her hands, the worst outcome is an arm injury, not as for lost my life!”

“Take the arm as an example, if you use a saber to pierce it down…” Ron pointed to the instructor beckons with the hand behind him, and immediately handed a dagger to his hand. He lifted the knife and dropped it on the shoulder of the corpse’s arm: “Look, the muscle and fat here are relatively thick. A knife will break the skin and let the blood let out. But it will be different if it is drawn here. It’s…”

The blade light flashed in his hand, this time it was cut at the artery of the wrist. The blood of the newly dead corpse had not had time to solidify and settle, so a wave of blood arrow surged out, splashing Ron all over his face. He wiped his face indifferently and grinning hideously said: “Now you see clearly? You little bastard, if you want to live, you must first understand yourself. In this way, you will know when you are facing an attack. Choose which part to be beaten to survive and which one is easy to die!”

Then Ron used the corpse of the girl as a teaching material, and gave these teenage girl(s) a lively Dissection lesson with a dagger. When the course was finished, the girl’s body was completely incomplete, and even the internal organs were taken out. The barracks were filled with a strong smell of blood, and those instructors were all expressionless, but 9 of the ten big children vomited even bile.

Allen didn’t vomit, he had seen something bloodier than this. It’s just a pale face, Ron’s expression of improperly treating the girl’s body makes him feel uncomfortable. After all, he was still alive a few minutes ago.

Ron looked at the children with satisfaction, and asked the instructor to write down the numbers of the boys who did not vomit. He saw Allen and walked over and said, “You are very nice, kid. I noticed you. You are more flexible and alert than the other Little Brat. Tell me, what is your name?”

“Allen.”

“Okay, Allen. Let me guess, your father is a hunter?”

“No, I don’t have a father. My mother died when I was 5 years old.” Allen replied.

This would surprise even Ron. If the skills of this white-haired boy weren’t taught by his parents, it is very likely that he had found it out by himself. Need to find the skills to survive, that can only explain that he has lived in the wild for many years. Thinking of this, Ron became more interested in him.

“I like you, Allen. So look, try to live until the end.” He patted Allen’s shoulder hard, almost smashing Allen’s arm.

When Ron Second Lieutenant walked out of the barracks, he returned to his office and asked an instructor to bring Allen’s information. In contrast to the serial number on the profile, Ron laughed: “It seems that someone is going to play tricks in my in front of one’s eyes.”

According to the information, the teenager number 666 should be named Beth instead of Allen. And this Beth has a father who runs the mine, which is much different from Allen’s situation. Ron called an instructor, threw the file to him before one’s eyes and said, “Who brought this kid over?”

The instructor quickly replied: “It’s Llewyn, Second Lieutenant.”

“Very well, call me Llewyn.”

In the barracks, two soldiers brought some wound medicine for the children to apply healing. After applying the ointment, Allen took out the manual that he had sent out and read it. Before he was 2 years old, Lanni taught him many things, the most important of which was literacy. In this barracks, most of the children cannot understand what is written in this manual, but Allen can see a general idea.

The death ring is a product of the War of Dawn. The federal government established on Mother Earth, which is full of ruins, organized such a battle in order to let future generations remember this war, and to let others know the importance of survival. tournament. In the beginning, the death ring was only held on Floating Island. Later, because of the rapid population growth, countless people rushed to The Surface.

Coupled with the passage of time and the increasingly serious contradiction between Floating Island and The Surface, the qualifications for the death ring were placed on The Surface. Every 2 years, the system automatically selects federal citizens from the 22 administrative districts of The Surface. Most of them are teenagers from ten to 15 years old who have been trained and eliminated. In the end, only one person in each zone can compete, and a total of 22 people will fight for their lives in a designated area on Babylon Floating Island.

The winner will receive multiple rewards. These include weapons and equipment, start-up funds, and the official residence rights of Floating Island. There is no shortage of lucky ones to be taken by a giant aristocratic family, and absorbed into its branch disciple, will get more resources and promotion opportunities.

More importantly, the winner also has a privilege to appoint immediate family members ranging from 5 to 10 people to move to Floating Island together. This is undoubtedly a huge temptation for the residents of The Surface.

In short, the death ring is an important opportunity for The Surface citizens to change their destiny. The premise is that you have to survive and live to the end!

As soon as I read the manual, I heard a sound like a pig killing a pig. Allen and the other children squeezed into the windows. On the square outside the window, a fatty was tied up. Ron Second Lieutenant himself took a whip and lashed at the fatty. Allen said “Yi”, he recognized that fatty. It was a military official who colluded with Hern and asked him to take the place of Hern’s son in the death ring.

At this time, an instructor walked into the barracks and yelled: “Number 666 is out!”

Allen walked out and led the instructor to the square. After Ron Second Lieutenant took the last whip, that fatty was already covered with blood and his big head was drooping. He didn’t know if it was in a coma or died. Ron, who had just finished smoking, had a savage face, and released on the body murderous aura unchecked. As he stood in front of Allen, the boy’s face became paler, but he straightened his back silently.

Ron narrowed the murderous aura slightly and said, “I have checked it. Originally, this number shouldn’t be you. The pig Llewyn also confessed that he accepted the benefits of others. I hate that someone challenges my IQ. This one Fat pig and Hearn’s family must die!”

“As for you…” Ron said, “You can choose again, whether to stay and continue to participate in the training. Or choose to leave? I’m rarely kind, so you’d better seize the opportunity.”

Allen bit his lip, held up the manual and shook it: “I want to know, is it true? I mean the rewards.”

“It’s true.” Ron took a towel from the instructor, wiped his hands, and looked towards the sky with his arms akimbo: “Although now, the death ring has changed its taste under the operation of those noble Lords. But there is one difference. What has changed is that its rewards are still rich, rich enough to change people’s destiny.”

“Then I choose to stay.” Allen gritted his teeth.

Ron lowered his head and narrowed one’s eyes: “Why? If it’s the little ghosts in the barracks, they would like to leave this hell. Believe me, I have been extra tolerant today, and your life will only get harder and harder in the future.”

Allen shook his head. He looked towards Second Lieutenant. The bright red pupils were extremely calm and cold: “Because I need to change my destiny, so that I have the strength to find someone to settle some accounts!”

Ron stared at Allen, who didn’t look away from him. After a while, Second Lieutenant said with a nod: “Well, since you voluntarily stay in hell, I hope you are ready to turn yourself into a demon. Otherwise, you will definitely not survive.”

After asking Allen to go back, Ron said to the instructor next to him: “I like this brat more and more. He has a target in his eyes, like a wolf ready to hunt. If he can live to the end, then I will be his prey. Sad.”

The instructor smirked, his face a little unnatural. After all, everyone who is familiar with Ron knows that being liked by him is not a good thing.

4 o’clock in the morning is the time for good dreams. Suddenly a sharp whistle sounded outside the barracks, Allen immediately opened his eyes and jumped off the iron bed, and then rushed to the nearest window and turned directly out of the window. He slept with his clothes, and didn’t even take off his shoes. And how many years I took off my clothes for comfort. At this moment, when I heard the whistle, I ran out of the barracks cleverly without wearing anything. Some unresponsive people were still wondering whether to put on clothes.

In just 10 seconds, Allen was the first to reach the playground. Then a dozen other teenagers came in indiscriminately. They wore neat camp clothes on the body, and apparently did not take off their clothes to sleep. The third batch of children arrived was 3 children wearing only a pair of pants, and those who were a few shots slower ended up with only 7 who had time to arrive before the time limit.

When 15 seconds were up, the wolf-like instructor immediately rushed into the barracks, and then the whistling of whips and the screams of youngsters rang out. Each of the 4 youngsters who had not had time to run out of the barracks was assigned 5 floggings. The instructor was ruthless and drenched them with blood, then drove them out.

Seeing these four bleeding teenagers, the others shuddered. Ron said calmly: “This is the first time I made a mistake. I gave them 4 lashes each as a reminder. Their numbered instructor will write it down. If they do it again, the punishment will be doubled. And so on. Make mistakes again. Or, become a dead person.”

“Okay, run all for me, you little ghosts. Run around the playground, you can’t stop until I call to stop, understand?”

“Ming White!”

The youngsters responded in unison.