Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

Although the news of Rumlow's death before leaving school entertained the public for a while, but life had to go on. When Bullock was discharged from the hospital and took on a few tasks, there were only three days before the start of the competition.

The combat team, also known as Roosevelt's team, took the lead, far ahead in terms of medal value.

There was a lot of discussion on the school forum, and they all said that it was because the captain Rumlow was injured, which aroused the Alphas in the team's desire to protect, and they sent out missions one by one as if they were dying. Based on this, it was asserted that Rumlow was not only superior in force but also a top-level player. A scheming female watch, with such an opponent, life is simply impossible.

In this regard, a vest with the ID "Everyone here is rubbish" said: You bastards can pull a few down, it is obviously because Rumlo has done a good job planning before the game, and you are not satisfied with coming to the training ground to find me for solo training. Your dad will always be your dad.

The cookies are super delicious: yes!Where is the captain thinking?He's the one who saved me from the super-scary Iron-armed Man!He is so kind, like an angel, why are you willing to hurt him qaq

Mutants are the future: goddamn angels, our leader of the supernatural department, Warren, is the real angel, don't put gold on your face.

The second-generation Black Widow: Obviously because of Yelena Bilova's good intelligence collection.

The poorest Alpha in the world: You just can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour. The strength of the combat department is beyond your imagination.

I hate crazy women: You bragging, don't bring it to the investigation department, show your student number if you have the ability, and walk around the training ground.

Seeing "I hate crazy women" boasting, Brock couldn't help feeling a little itchy. He sent Xiao a message: See you at the training ground at [-] p.m.?

Xiao simply replied to him: no problem.

Bullock asked again: Why did you change your name, I almost missed you.

Xiao stared bitterly at the lipstick-wearing woman in front of him, bowed his head, and typed a few words: I was stalked by a crazy woman.

The tall, thin, curly-haired woman stretched out her hand and hooked Xiao's chin, and smiled affectionately with her big eyes slightly turned up at the corners, with a charming and provocative voice: "Honey, do you want to go out?"

Xiao rolled his eyes: "Don't think that you can tell me what to do after we've slept together, we are just a physical relationship."

The woman leaned on the short Alpha's shoulder as if she had no bones, breathed like blue, and sprinkled out sweet words like she didn't want money: "Baby, do we really not want to do it again? You were so enthusiastic just now~"

Xiao slapped Gen's hand away, which had slipped into her collar.

Women always like to pursue what they don't have. Just as Gen has a special fascination with Xiao's plump breasts, Xiao also loves Gen's long legs.

Those are a pair of straight, slender, powerful, and smooth legs, just like the barrel of Xiao's favorite long sniper, they are irresistibly beautiful.

But for an atypical Alpha like Shaw, sex is really nothing compared to a delicious steak, let alone a hearty battle of equal strength.

Xiao stood up indifferently, got dressed—a black combat uniform, casually tied her messy hair into a ponytail, put on a certain black baseball cap, and went straight to the training ground.

The training ground is divided into three parts. The two wings are the shooting area and the actual combat simulation area. The largest area in the middle is the teaching area. Each department has its own fixed target position and training room, and regularly updates training weapons. .

There are three paths to the training ground in the academy, the fastest is the short-distance subway, and the remaining two are small paths that are hardly used by anyone.

Instead of taking the subway, Bullock walked on a deserted trail.

One of the disadvantages of being in the tropics is that you are surrounded by lush green plants all year round. Every time you go out, swarms of mosquitoes are annoyingly buzzing, and you will suffer from heat stroke if you are not careful.

But the advantage is that you can get a sexy wheat-colored skin without going to the sun.

The reason Brock found a place where no one was there was because he wanted to think about some issues.He generally doesn't like to trouble his head with problems that can be solved with his fists, but as the graduation season approaches day by day, even he can't help but think about the future.

Going to Hydra?

Where would you go if you didn't go to Hydra?Are you going back to Gotham?

What exactly did that old guy like the Red Skull see in him?What should Clint do?

These questions hovered over his head, making his brain ache.

Until he stepped into the gate of the training ground, he didn't think about it, but made himself very irritable.

Seeing that Xiao had arrived in the training room on time, Bullock's mind was taken away by something more interesting.If there is anything to bother you, just have a fight.If you are not satisfied, beat up a few more people.If it doesn't work, take a few missions that can kill and set fire, and things will always get better.

Shaw is a seemingly petite female Alpha, but in terms of muscle strength, she loses to the muscular Brock, so her tactics are very simple - use agility and speed to win.

She landed on her toes and moved with extremely small but extremely fast steps. After the tentative attack, the two sides moved from the center of the field to the left position.A few feigned punches were dodged, and she grabbed a gap when Brock returned to defense, and flew a kick straight to his temple.

Bullock was too slow to dodge, so he could only turn his head sideways and take the kick with his shoulder.

The outcome has been decided at this moment.

Had Shaw been a quarter of a second faster, or Bullock an eyeblink slower, Shaw would have won the contest without a doubt, and Brock would have been dead or maimed.

But Brock stretched out his other arm while turning his head, and pulled Xiao's leg hard behind him. Xiao lost his balance and fell to the ground. He took advantage of the situation and fell to the ground, using his strong biceps to lock Hold Xiao's throat.

Xiao put his palms on the ground, bent his waist up and stood up in reverse, trying to hit Bullock's eyes with his knees.

But this just gave Brock an opportunity. He also slid back, lay down on the ground, and wrapped his legs around Xiao's restless waist and abdomen.

For ordinary masters without superpowers or superhuman physiques, some lock skills are a dead word once they are formed.

The soft throat and abdominal viscera are restrained at the same time, even a powerless Omega can hang a strong adult Alpha with his bare hands.

The reason why the key is the key is because they are physiological human weaknesses, which cannot be influenced by age, gender, psychology, and health status. The focus of the attack is not strength but position.

The flesh and blood of the human body is too fragile, eyeballs, genitals, carotid artery, carotid sinus, solar plexus, temporal bone ptero...

Once these vital points are attacked, incapacity is counted in seconds, and irreparable death is counted in minutes.

Feeling that Brock's force on his carotid artery gradually tightened, Xiao struggled and patted the ground twice with his hands.

Bullock raised his eyebrows triumphantly and let her go.

The two sat on the ground and adjusted their breathing, as if they had just experienced a sex.love that reached the soul.

"One more game?" Xiao asked unwillingly.

"Okay," Brock said lazily, "Go to the actual combat simulation room, the academy recently released a new map."

The actual combat simulation room adopts the most advanced VR technology. The college's database stores a large number of weapon data, and then scans and uploads the human body data to restore reality as much as possible.

"What new map?" Xiao put the hat that fell on the ground back on.

"In the beginning, I jumped out of a parachute, chose the landing place by myself, entered the room and warehouse to find weapon supplies, and there was an encirclement around it that would shrink over time, and you had to stay in the circle to survive," Bullock dismissed this new gameplay, " It's stupid, no one actually goes into battle without a supply of weapons."

Xiao, however, was eager to try. She jumped up from the ground, stretched out two fingers and nodded her forehead as a signal, with excitement at the corners of her mouth: "It is enough to have a gun."

There were a lot of people in the simulation room, just enough for Xiao and Bullock to lead a team each to fight in the virtual world.

By the time the two came out of the simulation training room, three hours had passed.

In the shooting room, the two were doing today's quota training, and chatted casually along the way.

Although one is an Alpha and the other an Omega, they rarely have any gender awareness, and they regard cold guns as more important than their own wives.

This is probably the main reason why they can talk.

After just finishing the topic of which heavy sniper is the most exciting and can blow up half of a person's body with one shot, Bullock looked at the bright light in Xiao's eyes and couldn't help asking:

"Are you sexually aroused by weapons?"

A hard-to-swallow expression appeared on Xiao's deep-featured face, and she said seriously: "No, my orientation is still human, but it sounds interesting. Have you ever slept with a gun?"

Bullock shifted position after hitting the bull's-eye again, saying, "Not yet, although they're certainly attractive."

Xiao scratched his head, a little speechless.

"Very dangerous."

Bullock nodded: "Well, I know."

After a terrible silence, Shaw put away the gun and pulled out a small blue square the size of a fingernail from his pocket, relying on the plastic bromance the two had cultivated through fights and a few missions.

"what is this?"

Xiao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. The female Alpha seemed to be of Latin descent, her hair was slightly curly, black as ink, and her facial features were straight and hard without a trace of curve. She looked like a stubborn stubble.

Bullock is familiar with her eyes now, the kind of eyes that are only seen when touching guns and killing people, dangerous and violent.

"The secret of the competition may also be the secret of the academy." She turned the cube that exudes a quiet and elegant halo. The villains are safe and sound, how does the principal who rarely appears manage the school, is there any mysterious behind-the-scenes figure?"

Hearing this, Brock frowned deeply. The silvery moonlight outside the window fell on his golden-brown eyes, casting ripples. He hesitated to speak, as if there was a big secret pressing on his chest, but it was hard to tell.

There was a bit of expectation on Xiao's paralyzed face.

I saw Brock opened his mouth, and said with a golden voice: "I really didn't think about it before you said it."

Xiao has no expression on his face: "..."

She always felt that Bullock and she were the same kind of people, but now she could see it clearly.

This Omega is probably using the nutrition for growing the brain to grow muscles, right?He doesn't know the secret that everyone in the academy has secretly explored?