Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 815 Backtracking Dust (48)

As we all know, a rest day is subjectively shorter than a working day, and even Qingzhou occasionally feels this way.

A new week is coming soon, and their training content has not changed much. Except for the addition of a fighting learning, the others only have an increase in difficulty, but no substantial changes in content.

The sixth day is the usual long-distance training.

After Qingzhou and the others returned, the base was brightly lit.

Everyone's heart was shocked.

It is not without reason that military school students are called relatives by the recruit camp in the military department. Compared with ordinary people, the ratio of military school students to the military department is really too high.

Although they don't say anything, everyone has their own channels about the "sparing partner" and learned a lot about it.

Now there is actually a feeling——this moment is still here.

But it was too late, and the other party obviously had no intention of finding fault with them when they were tired. They just stayed silent in their dormitory, without making a sound or turning off the lights, showing their sense of existence.

"Tsk." Someone in the crowd dissatisfied softly, "What are you doing?"

No one responded, but that was clearly on everyone's minds.

"Go back to rest after disbanding, don't look for trouble." Qing Zhou's voice was flat.

Hearing her voice, the restlessness in the crowd just disappeared in an instant, and someone seemed to respond jokingly: "Good captain."

The instructor walking in front couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.

The two full weeks of training had basically established Qingzhou's status among military students.

Among other things, a person who always ranks first in comprehensive ability and has no shortcomings has an extraordinary status in a place like the military that speaks with strength.

Besides... Although she is usually reticent and even has a low sense of presence, she is not like this in battle.

The refined language and the always indifferent and calm command style have become the pinnacle of the team——

And of course a nightmare for other students too.

In any case, all sentient beings recognize her. There was no such opportunity to contact her in school before, but now, once she had it, she immediately understood why the students who had cooperated with Qingzhou would faintly focus on her when they cooperated again.

"Tomorrow, I will get to know the new... classmates."

Qing Zhou finished the rest of the sentence calmly.

But everyone could hear a bit of coldness and fierceness from it, and they couldn't help but feel their blood rushing up.

After responding one after another, they followed the instructions of the instructors to line up and disbanded on the spot to take a bath and rest.
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The sc29 base instructors belong to the garrison-type active-duty soldiers, who have long been separated from the central military headquarters for many years. Even if they hear about this kind of factional dispute, they don't want to worry about it.

Besides—they were interested in watching the show.

Although I spend more time with the students, I still want someone to frustrate them from the bottom of my heart.

Therefore, the instructors all acquiesced to the attitude of watching from the sidelines, just waiting for their war to break out.

There are young people in their teens and twenties on both sides, and they don't like each other. It's easy to spark conflicts.

In one breakfast time, three small confrontations broke out.

But it was a trivial matter, and it was still within the controllable range for the time being, but the smell of gunpowder on both sides was getting stronger and stronger.

"They came here on purpose to find trouble." Tang Yunsheng couldn't help showing a little anger, "Wait for us to do it first and then be punished."

Although the instructor doesn't care about their disputes, if they really want to fight, the punishment will be merciless.

After all, they are still in military training.

"Yeah." Qing Zhou nodded slightly, and finished the soup in his hand, "I'll go get another bowl of soup."

(End of this chapter)