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Chapter 22 A slightly boring old historical narrative
After lunch, under the notice of the instructor, everyone must watch a short movie this time.

In the past, there were always people who didn't read or left after seeing half of it.

The instructor did not make any punishment for this, and it was relatively lenient.

But it is said that after today's short movie is played, there will be a special teacher to explain it.

I don't know what to explain, anyway, everyone watched the movie in the studio on time this time.

With the passage of these two days, the freshmen gradually felt the pattern.

At the beginning of the freshman training, the instructors will not have too strict discipline, and the methods are relatively mild.

It's okay to be late or make mistakes, and doing so is nothing more than lowering the team's score.

You can't get the corresponding benefits and rewards, such as eating meat.
As for whether it will gradually become stricter in the future, I don't know.

In the studio, all the new students arrived one after another.

It is said to be a studio, but it is actually a lecture hall that can accommodate many people.

In the center of the lecture hall is a large LCD screen, which is used to play various videos.

At this time, the lecture hall was bustling and noisy, seeing that no one was managing the order, and everyone was whispering various whispers in private.

"In addition to running laps these days, I just watch movies. I feel so boring."

"It was a little fresh at the beginning, but after a long time, the passion disappeared."

"When will we be able to fight, this is what a man should do."

"It is said that you must be at least a Tier [-] warrior."

"Right now, only a few perverts among our freshmen are Tier [-] warriors, and the rest are basically just awakening, and there is still a long way to go before killing enemies on the battlefield."

"It's not easy to be a newborn, but you can do it and cherish it. Cherish the wonderful time of this new life in front of you."

In a few minutes.

I saw an old man walking slowly from the door to the podium.

He has silver-white hair, a stooped body, and is dressed in a washed-white earth-green military uniform.

But the chest is covered with dense medals, as if telling people about his past years.

"Students, please be quiet."

The old man walked to the most central podium, held the microphone in his hand, and made a faint hoarse voice.

Everyone looked at each other, and then everyone realized that the person who came to give them a lecture today was actually the old man who had been responsible for serving meals in the cafeteria.

Of course, because the old man was beating cornmeal, the freshmen didn't like him too much.
"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Luo Ping. After these two days of contact, I believe that many students are familiar with me."

"Then I want to ask you a question. Everyone said, is this corn mush good?"

The freshmen below were silent for a second or two.

After that, there were scattered voices.

"Good to drink. Not good to drink."

"taste not good"

“Good drink a hammer”

Nearly [-]% of the replies that came said that it was not good to drink.

When the old man heard the answer from the audience, a faint smile appeared on his face, and the wrinkles cut by the butcher's knife of years also swayed.

Obviously, the freshman's answer was already in his expectation.

If most people are saying "it tastes good", then there's something wrong.

There are also those who are talking about drinking a hammer, and the old man doesn't understand these trendy words.

Maybe that's another way of saying it's delicious.
The old man smiled slightly, the smile on his face contained more, it was a kind of tolerance from the heart.

There is no further talk on the issue of corn mush.

The old man directly started today's main story.

"Be quiet, everyone. I'll show you some video clips first."

As the old man’s words fell, the LCD screen in the center of the podium began to flicker. There were paragraphs of text explanations, and there were a few photos with pictures. There were also videos, but the quality was not very good. It should be left over from the old Chinese calendar. something.

In the 78th year of the Chinese lunar calendar, a small black crack appeared in a boundless desert in the north.

At first it was inconspicuous, and no one paid attention to the crack.

Gradually, the cracks started to grow bigger.

From as thin as a woolen thread to as thick as a finger until it can accommodate a person's entry.

The change in space makes the existence of cracks noticeable to the occasional passerby.

But people's first reaction when they saw it was not to report it, but to choose to enter quietly.

One person goes in, two people go in until there is no news.

Later, the government intervened and blocked the ten kilometers around the crack, and countless top scientific researchers gathered to study it.

Some people say that this is a disaster, and we should find a way to smooth it out.

Some people say that this is an opportunity, an opportunity for civilization to go further.

Facts speak louder than words. Facing the unknown, the most important thing is to explore what kind of thing it is.

Only in this way can a reasonable judgment be made.

So the official conveniently organized a small team to explore.

Finally, the result came out. Behind the black crack is a strange world, full of undead skeletons and wizards.
People who are not of my race will have different hearts, and then war will break out.

From one space-time crack to two or three countless.

In the cracks of time and space, there are various forms of enemies.

Gradually, the enemies faced by human beings are not only the undead, but also all kinds of alien races, yeti monsters, cyborgs, and steel behemoths
In this barren land in the north, all the forces started to plunder and fight each other.

Fortunately, human beings have also begun to awaken, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth has begun to recover. From the decline to the gradual rise, there are countless blood and tears shed in the middle.

During this period, humans also dropped nuclear weapons on a time-space rift, but the effect was not very great, but it made the time-space rift even bigger.

After that, China built a fortress in the north to resist the history of blood and tears from the invasion of foreign races.

On the LCD screen in the center, this section of explanation is over, mainly briefly describing the stage of human beings' struggle against alien races at the beginning.

The new students were silent.

The emergence of space-time rifts is both a disaster and an opportunity.

But if there is no awakening force to resist, it can only be a disaster.

To this day, humans are still not the most powerful party.

On the vast and barren northern battlefield, it is only a firm foothold.

When the scrolling of the screen stops, a short sentence appears at the end:

When disaster strikes, it is incumbent on behalf of the thousands and thousands behind us.

To the left of this passage, is a picture of a flag.

The banner above fluttered in the wind, with no pattern decoration, and some were only bright crimson.

Although this picture can't speak, all freshmen feel the power above.

The flag on the picture cannot fly, but it will always fly in everyone's heart.

Just like the saying that has been widely circulated: if life has a color, it must be red.

Today's freshmen only know that this sentence is widely circulated, but it is difficult to feel the weight and power of it.

In the future battles, they will finally know the power of this sentence and the honor that this flag represents.

The color stained by blood will never fade away.

　The plots of these chapters are a bit dull, and I am also working hard to adjust them, but there are some things that cannot be rushed. I try to lay the groundwork as little as possible, and I will just pick it up. If you have seen the audience, please give me a favorite and a ticket, thank you~
　　
　
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