American Comics' Spear Bureau Special Service Team

"Da da da..."

A series of clashing sounds of wooden sticks echoed throughout the training ground.

The children who were practicing were either working in pairs for offensive and defensive training, or practicing basic movements alone. Some were honing their bare-handed fighting skills, and some were practicing dagger assassination against human-shaped targets.

In the center, two children attack and defend each other smoothly. The little boy makes defensive movements with ease, always intercepting the opponent's attacks quickly and lightly.

The little girl had a focused look on her face. Even though sweat was almost flowing into her eyes, she still found her opponent's weaknesses.

The girl suddenly narrowed her eyes. She took advantage of her opponent's cool back block, stepped forward, and flexibly turned her wrist. The short stick that originally hit the opponent's lower back drew an incredible angle in the air, heading towards The other party stabbed him in the heart.

Before the pride on his lips could show, his eyes widened. The little boy in his sight was holding the short stick he had just blocked with his left hand from under his own arm. As soon as he let go of his right hand, his left hand immediately turned back to his hand.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the wooden stick in the girl's hand spun around and flew into the sky.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, bastard Jierou is so hard again."

Chu Ling held the wooden stick in his left hand and pointed it at the area around his head. The wooden stick that fell down after spinning in a circle was removed. Then he caught it with his right hand and did a stick trick with both hands. Then he frowned and looked in front of him, holding his hands. Xiao Jiu with a fierce right hand.

"You pig, can't you remember that my left and right hands are not bad?" He is the best at playing with two-handed short sticks in the base. This is also the talent that Xiaojiu discovered after Xiao Jiu came often and played with her weapons. Although he is not left-handed, his left hand is as flexible as his right hand.

"Smelly Jierou, I had a hard time keeping up with your movements when I was practicing with you. How can I have time to think about this?" Xiaojiu wrinkled her nose and called Chu Ling the most annoying nickname. She often sparred with Chu Ling before she arrived. Jin Ruanruan's progress at the base has been rapid in one year. From being unable to do anything to being unable to beat the most powerful players, he is basically in the upper circle.

This is also related to her unwillingness to admit defeat. Although she has a bad habit of staying in bed, she really practices more seriously than anyone else and is always focused. As for her inability to read, there is no explanation. Some people just Don't like reading.

"Crazy girl, I've told you several times not to call me that." Only then did Chu Ling realize that the other party had called her this nickname that was exclusive to her, and her entire face turned red.

"Jierou, Jierou...little Jierou." Jin Ruoruan looked at the back of her red hands and continued to call out the nickname that the other party refused to admit in a rhythm. The origin of this nickname involved the other party's. Black history.

Although Jierou is a homophone for zero, Xiaojiu never thought at the beginning that this matter would have happened to Chu Ling himself if the historical reasons were investigated.

Ever since he began to find the secret passage and sneak out, he had been in and out of the material warehouse frequently. It was first because he volunteered to take care of the little one that the staff gave him a key so that he could easily get the little one's diapers. Some daily necessities.

The little guy's appetite was a bit big. Finally, the staff put the milk powder there and asked Chu Ling to take it by herself. Well, actually, there was Jin Ruanruan in it. She just came here and couldn't keep up with the cultural classes. She was just a primary school student outside, but after being brought here, the amount of knowledge instilled in her was accelerated, and she often didn't have dinner.

That time Chu Ling took out the milk powder and rummaged around for a while, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find the ingredient bread.

He hurriedly stuffed it into his arms, took the milk powder and fled back to the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, Chu Ling made all sorts of noises to Xiao Jiu who was fainting from hunger, and then proudly handed over the so-called bread.

At that time, Jin Ruannuan took the soft bread and hurriedly opened it and stuffed it into his mouth.

The bread was soft when pinched and soft when bitten. It was so tough that Xiaojiu, who was starving, couldn't chew it down for a long time.

Only then did the two little guys realize that something was wrong. Jin Ruanruan looked at the white bread in her hand in a daze, while Chu Ling looked at the packaging bag in her hand in confusion and frowned.

“What is Jierou sanitary napkin but not bread?”

Jin Ruanruan, who didn't need it yet, was also confused. The young lady who was still in the dormitory at the time and could reduce items to smaller sizes and restore them was dumbfounded.

Then she burst into laughter on the spot, and then the young lady gave the two little girls Jin Ruanruan and Erica their first menstrual hygiene class in their lives.

Chu Ling continued to remain in the dark, but this time Hou Jin Ruanruan gave him the nickname Jierou, and would shout it out every time they had a quarrel, and Erica never gave him a good look.

As for Chu Ling, who secretly asked the staff afterwards, when he finally figured it out, you can imagine how devastated the child was.

"You pervert, calling me this name, are you reminiscing about that taste?"

Chu Ling blushed and yelled back.

"It's all because of you, you stinky Jierou, I'll bite you to death." Then every time he mentioned the nickname, Jin Ruanruan, who ended up hurting both sides, blushed and tried his best.

Of course, she would not have the upper hand in fighting against her with force, so she could only continue to call someone a nickname that she did not want to admit.

Therefore, regular fighting practice occasionally turns into two naughty kids rolling around in the mud, which is not surprising to everyone.

"Have you two had enough?"

A faint question came from the ears of the two people who were fighting fiercely.

Both of them trembled inwardly and struggled to stand up, but the twisted limbs could not be easily broken apart. Although they were rolling on the mud, both of them had practiced Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu seriously.

The muscular European and American man watched the two children separate with a cold face, then stood up in embarrassment and saluted him.

"Hello instructor" x2

"Aren't you two too energetic?"

"I'm sorry, instructor" x2

The two of them didn't dare to make any small moves. If they were punished by running laps, they would have to miss breakfast. There were still various physical trainings to follow. This morning was not going to be easy.

"you..."

"Yes, sir" before the instructor finished speaking, the two of them saluted simultaneously, then turned around resignedly and prepared to run laps.

Seeing the two children turning around and running away, the instructor was stunned, and then spoke angrily.

"Number Zero, Number Nine, come back to me."

The two children, who were staring at each other, suddenly felt surprised. They didn't need to be punished today, or they discovered their routine. Before the instructor said the number of penalty laps, they took the initiative to run the penalty lap, so that they could at least make time for breakfast.

Looking at the two children who stood still and turned around, the instructor was rarely distracted. He looked at the two with either sympathy or envy. For children like them, the tragic fate of the last time was still vivid in his mind.

"My lord is here, you go back to your room and clean up, then go to the laboratory for final inspections."

Chu Ling and Jin Ruanruan both shuddered, then looked up at the instructor to confirm something.

The instructor frowned and then spoke warmly.

"Wish you guys good luck."

"yes, sir, thank you, sir"