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Up until now, the trainees' second phase of training has been underway for 22 days.

In less than two months, the ten instructors witnessed the magnificent transformation of this group of recruits from naivety to maturity.

They felt unprecedented pressure.

Everyone felt that there was nothing left to train, and 1/10 of the trainees were already better than them.

"Everyone, don't have such concerns. Although the trainees' combat effectiveness has improved a lot, don't forget that this is due to the abilities of the Mutants. Apart from this, they are still just soldiers."

"I believe that there are many factors that determine victory or defeat on the battlefield besides strength. For example, mentality, willpower, and experience. These intrinsic things can only be obtained after experiencing one battle after another, and cannot be produced by injecting a potion. This is also the meaning of live combat exercises."

"Of course, if you are willing, I can give you a potion at any time to quickly turn you into a Mutant."

Dongfang Chen stated his views.

"Mr. Dongfang is joking. We are Commander Yan's soldiers and must obey orders. We cannot inject potions at will without orders from superiors," one of the instructors refused.

"That's right. Everyone here is a King of Soldiers. I hope you can impart your experience without reservation," Dongfang Chen said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dongfang, we will definitely train those little bastards seriously!" everyone assured.

"That's good!"

"Now that many people have developed abilities, the next training should be upgraded," Dongfang Chen said.

The instructors nodded in agreement, as the current difficulty was indeed not enough.

So, in the last 7 days of the second phase, the training was upgraded again.

Early in the morning on May 23rd, everyone was still lying in ambush at the bridgehead, waiting quietly.

They had been using this tactic for a week and had no intention of changing it at all.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, a flock of unknown things flew from the horizon, densely packed.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Closer, closer…

"Cover! Everyone, take cover!" someone shouted.

The scene was in chaos.

Many people didn't know what was going on and just ran into the building.

"Chirp chirp chirp~, chirp chirp chirp~…"

Thousands of flying robots in the sky indiscriminately attacked the ground.

Many trainees who didn't have time to run were directly eliminated.

Those who entered the building were not much better off.

A large number of small, spider-like robots, ten centimeters tall, had appeared inside at some point. Each of them had a black electronic tag on its head, clearly marked with a red number: 100.

They were everywhere on the ground and walls, in countless numbers.

15 minutes, the battle ended.

All 240 trainees were annihilated.

"Protest! We protest!"

"This is simply bullying! There was no advance notice, and they ambushed us in the building. No one can beat that!"

Many trainees expressed dissatisfaction.

"See? They still have a lot to learn," Dongfang Chen said to the ten instructors, standing in front of the electronic screen.

"Mr. Dongfang, this is indeed a bit bullying. How many robots did you send out? Look, flying robots: 5,000! Spider robots: 30,000! No one can beat that," one of the instructors said, pointing to the numbers displayed on the electronic screen.

"Yes, Mr. Dongfang, no one can beat that!" another instructor agreed.

"It's normal to not be able to beat them, but with a certain amount of combat awareness and combat experience, it's unacceptable to only last 15 minutes, right? Have you forgotten the zombie siege? Have you forgotten the zombie rat plague? Did you get advance notice any of those times? Would those zombies let you off just because you couldn't beat them? Or would you go and protest to the zombies because you couldn't beat them?"

Dongfang Chen asked rhetorically, and no one made a sound.

"Instructors, let me tell you, I did this on purpose today. It's also to teach these trainees a lesson. The battlefield is not static, and the enemy is not static either. At any time and in any place, you must have an awareness of vigilance and sufficient combat readiness."

"These are just training robots, non-infectious and non-lethal. But on the battlefield, the situation will only be worse than it is now. If this is all the combat awareness and combat power you have, then I can say with certainty that humanity is doomed!"

"Let me give you a piece of news. Just yesterday, we detected the presence of mutated cockroaches in many abandoned cities in the south! Note that I said: mutated cockroaches! Not zombie cockroaches!" Dongfang Chen said.

"What are mutated cockroaches?" Rong Po asked with a frown.

"So-called mutated cockroaches are new species produced by the combination of traditional cockroaches and viral RNA. As everyone knows, cockroaches have a very strong reproductive capacity. A mutated cockroach will breed a large number of cockroach offspring with mutated genes in a very short period of time."

"You have all witnessed the power of Mutants these past few days. Then you can boldly imagine the scene of millions of mutated cockroaches besieging human settlements. Note that it's millions of mutated cockroaches, possibly mutated cockroaches with abilities!" Dongfang Chen painted a picture of a cockroach siege for everyone.

"Hiss~" Everyone imagined such a scene in their minds and collectively sucked in a breath of cold air.