Manual of Space-Time Interference

"Dialect, the dormitory is here, F213?" The soldier in the reporting office raised his head and glanced at the dialect suspiciously, then turned on his personal computer to check it carefully, and then said,

"Dialect, one battalion, three rows in a row, dormitory F213, the detailed precautions have been sent to your watch. This is your ID card in the military camp, and the usage method has also been sent to your watch." The soldier said, and then pointed to the right, "The map has been loaded on your watch. This is the quarters department. You need to pick up your equipment."

"Thank you!" Fang Yan thanked, and at the same time stretched out his hand to put away the things on the table, then turned and walked to the left. After receiving two sets of combat uniforms and some daily necessities, he looked for the signs on the map and headed towards him. go to the dormitory.

It is still the simple and capable style of the past, a solemn and iron-blooded atmosphere seems to slowly infiltrate the soul through the soldiers and buildings patrolling around, but the women who appear in the barracks from time to time add a bit of softness and warmth to it. .

After walking around for a while, and after getting familiar with it and finding the room for the afternoon meeting, Fang Yan walked into the dormitory with his training uniform in his arms.

A single bed, a quilt folded into tofu cubes, a table and stools, and a cabinet, this is everything in the entire single room, which looks extremely monotonous.

Using a rag and a broom to clean the dormitory thoroughly, the dialect placed the received items in order in each position, then picked up the toiletries and walked to the public bathroom, after taking a bath and changing into training clothes, Just walked to the meeting place.

...

"Crack..."

As Fangyan swiped the ID card to the side, the door in front of him also opened a gap, pushed the door and walked in, only then did Dialect find that it was full of people, which seemed very lively.

There were men and women, which made Fang Yan extremely surprised, but then he calmed down. After looking around for a little bit of his comrades who were about to spend two months with him, he also found a place to sit down.

"Dialect, Jiangsu people, get to know them."

"Hey, I'm also from Jiangsu, Xiong Benqi, from Changzhou, where are you, brother?" asked Xiong Benqi, who was a little surprised.

"Nanjing, half a fellow, not bad!" Fang Yan replied, then pointed to the slightly quiet women in the room and asked, "What's the situation? Are you in a series?"

"Tsk tsk, I don't know very well, but I heard from a group of trainees in our department that this was deliberately arranged by the above, but anyway, I think it's a benefit!" Kumamoto Qi held a simple and honest face Seriously, he said, "In the past, I used to spend the annual Double Eleven with the other seven colleagues, but now there are four fewer people because they participated in the training."

"Um... what about the remaining three?" Dialect asked after a while.

"Note to Gusheng!" One word at a time, nodding one word at a time, Kumamoto said these three words very solemnly, and then seemed to see something again, coughed a little twice, and talked about the dialect. Sleeves, signaling the dialect to look forward.

"Twenty-five people, one is not too much, one is not too small, no one is late, not bad!"

A voice lit up from the front, and at the same time, the voices in the room also quieted down, and all eyes were focused on the man who exuded the aura of iron and blood.

"I'm your instructor, Wu Guang, and your platoon leader for the next two months of training. I'm responsible for training your survivability, and of course, your survivability under space." Wu Guang continued, and then He threw the document in his hand on the table.

"Everyone has it!"

"stand up!"

"Boom...boom...when..."

The sound of seats colliding one after another continued in the room, and he simply stood up. It took almost 20 seconds for the people in the room to see Wu Guang, who was at the front, sinking like water.

"Stand up, stand up straight!" Wu Guang drank, then walked off the podium to the front of the little fat man, asked in a slightly soft tone, but anyone could hear the anger in it, "Tell me, what did you train on the ground?"

"The report is just an accident!"

"That's okay!" Wu Guang patted his shoulder with a smile, then turned around and walked to the podium again, and said with a smile, "I am a soldier who speaks well, I believe everyone will understand this in the future. ."

"sit down!"

A password suddenly popped out of Wu Guang's mouth again. The people in the room were stunned again except for the dialect, and then one by one, they quickly settled on the seats and sat down. for about 10 seconds.

"stand up!"

"sit down!"

One after another, the passwords kept coming out of Pet Guang's mouth. Even if it became faster after that, it didn't stop until Wu Guang's mouth seemed to be dry, and he paused slightly, and then picked up the desk. After swiping up on the file with a pen, I opened the terminal in my hand and clicked.

Only then did he step down from the podium again and walked in front of the original little fat man. His tone was as soft as ever, which seemed to reflect the 'good talk' in his words.

"Tell me, what did you train for before?"

"Report, basic military skills!" The little fat man roared loudly.

"Sit down!" Wu Guang said again.

Glancing down slightly, the little fat man sat firmly on the seat again, and then looked straight at Wu Guang's face.

"Stand up first." Wu Guang said, then walked behind the little fat man and pulled out the chair, then looked at the little fat man and shouted again, "Sit down!"

"Bang!" It is estimated that the little fat man also had an aftertaste at this moment. He simply sat down on the ground with a sigh of relief. With the sound of the touch, Wu Guang's face finally eased slightly.

As Fang Yan watched, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. Everyone knew that the instructor was absolutely not to be messed with, and this little fat man was estimated to be recorded in the small book.

"Dialect, this instructor is a bit ruthless." Kumamoto said in a low voice.

"Don't talk." Dialect choked out a sentence between his teeth, keeping his eyes on Wu Guang at all times, because he who has received many trainings knows that there are right and wrong in the training camp, but it can only be himself. wrong.

"Stand up!" Wu Guang nodded at the little fat man, and then stood on the podium again, watching everyone in the room open up and talk about what he didn't finish next, ""

"Let's just stand and hold this meeting." Wu Guang said, then picked up the list next to him and continued, "I will spend two months with you in the future, and I hope these two months will be Pleasant, so I said that what I asked for must be done, and I don’t want this kind of rambling situation to happen a second time today.”

"The ugly words are in front. I have the right to be eliminated. If your training performance is not up to standard, no one can save you, no matter who you are or your responsibilities outside." Wu Guang said indifferently, and then opened his hand. The roster on the list, "Let's get to know each other first, and call me."

"Zhang San!"

"arrive!"

The little fat man from just now shuddered, and then replied loudly, Wu Guang raised his head and glanced slightly, and then lowered himself again,

"..."

"Kumamotoki!"

"arrive!"

A rude roar came from the side, and the burly body made Xiong Benqi stand out a little. Wu Guang glanced up slightly, then nodded, and then buried his head again.

"Lojo!"

"Arrived!" A heroic cry came from the other side of the house, and the dialect frowned slightly, then turned his head slightly to look over.

Familiar figure, but his hair has been cut into short hair, which looks unexpectedly heroic.

"A group of people, what are you looking at, stand up straight!" Wu Guang's roar came out, and the man in the room instantly turned his head back and stared at Wu Guang seriously.

"Next, Li Si!"

"arrive!"

"dialect!"

"arrive!"

The dialect word was solemn and solemn, Wu Guang raised his head slightly, and looked at the dialect side with a little surprise, because even the word 'to' was shouted from different people and gave people impressions are also different.

From Wu Guang's point of view, the group of people in this room, except for the dialect and a few people, can only be regarded as a mob, because they don't have that kind of aura, and they don't have that kind of aura.

Putting away the roster in his hand, Wu Guang said again, "I will be responsible for the training for the next period of time. I will also set some of your training results and normal results. Maybe you will be deducted for an inadvertent behavior. points, maybe you will be eliminated in an accident.”

"So, what I can teach you, I won't hide, and I don't need to hide, and you don't have to worry about whether I will be selfish or something else, because I'm a soldier." Wu Gang said, then looked at The time on his terminal continued, "The training has started since you stepped into the barracks. At present, your first task is to organize your dormitory. It is now 4:21:16 in the afternoon, counting your return. When you arrive at the dormitory, I will give you 23 minutes and 44 seconds, and at 4:45, I will carry out a check, which is also your first normal score!"

"Do you understand!" Wu Guang roared and asked.

"clear!"

"Dismiss!"

Wu Guang said, then looked at the people who were still standing and shook their heads. Then he packed up his things and walked out of the house. It was not until after his figure was small that the people in the house moved again, and the voices of grief and grievances were once again. rang.

"Who told me that training is easy, I won't slap him to death..."

"Come on, my colleagues used to tell me how good the instructors in the training camp are. This instructor Wu probably took medicine and couldn't stop..."

"This instructor is a one-for-one change. I heard from colleagues that there is no such person among the instructors..."

"Dialect, go back together?" Kumamoto asked tentatively from the side, but did not complain like those people.

"Let's go!" Fang Yan said with a smile, then glanced at the people around him, his eyes stopped a little on Luo Qiao.

She was still as arrogant and cold as before, and the people around her seemed to feel her sense of refusing people thousands of miles away. The seats around her were all empty, but the smell like the snow lotus in the mountains kept coming. to attract the attention of others.

"What, did you see her?" Xiong Benqi followed the dialect's gaze and asked in a playful manner when he found Luo Qiao.

"No!" Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I'm just thinking about what Wu Guang will do next."

"Come on, I don't believe you're thinking about this." Xiong Benqi waved his hand and said firmly, and then approached the dialect a little slyly, "Speaking of which, your eyesight is really good, why didn't I notice that there are still others in our platoon? Such a beautiful girl."

"Forget it, go back first." Fang Yan waved his hand, then opened the door and walked out. Kumamoto Qi, who was behind him, followed, and kept asking questions along the way, with a faint hint of wanting to be a master of love.

As for the dialect, he could only helplessly and constantly respond. He just thought about Luo Qiao again, but it was not anything else, but because of Luo Qiao's identity, a researcher at the Institute of Biological Research, and himself, it seemed that he was a researcher to be studied. Object?

"Brother, which dormitory are you in?" Kumamoto turned to the dialect and asked.

"F213, it shouldn't be the same dormitory with you." Fang Yan replied, and then put his hand down from his chin. To be honest, being studied by Luo Qiao seems to be better than being studied by a group of old grandpas and old women?

"Okay, brother, the instructor's dormitory, the single room, you nb!" Kumamoto said with a thumbs up, "How did you get in?"

"I'm the training staff who came in later. I guess I couldn't find any extra dormitories at the time." Fang Yan replied helplessly, and then spread his hands.

"Luck, but there are so many people, haha!" Kumamoto said with a smile. After saying hello to the dialect, he walked over to his dormitory, and the dialect also walked towards his dormitory.

"Dialect?" A familiar female voice came from behind the dialect, and the dialect was stunned, then turned to look behind, and sure enough, he saw Luo Qiao.

"Long time no see!" Luo Qiao said.

"Same, long time no see." Fang Yan replied with a smile, then slowed down a little, and walked aside awkwardly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After a while of silence, he asked, "By the way, your dormitory Are you ready?"

"My sister told me something, so I had already packed it up when I came. I'll just go back and check it a little later." Luo Qiao replied,

"Building F?" Dialect asked tentatively.

"F321, what's up?" Luo Qiao looked at the dialect next to him and asked.

"In the same building, different units, I'm in F213." Fang Yan explained, looking at the door of Building F in front of him, thinking about it, but hesitantly asked a sentence, "Well, have you received any news? , research what?"

"I guess, I should have said it before." Luo Qiao replied with a smile, then swiped his ID card to the side, and after waving to Fang Yan, he stepped into the corridor of the third unit.

As the dialect watched, the expression on his face froze, and he kept recalling what Luo Qiao had said before, but until the end, he could only slightly grit his teeth and squeeze through the gap. Two words come out,

"Ha ha!"