[Title page serialization·No years in the mountains 4·"Times have changed, Arno's little devil"]

[The introverted young man in black robe admired the way of the assassin. He took away his life with a dagger in the dark rainy night, just like falling flowers and falling silently. In his eyes, it was an art worth practicing, until the guy named Vito stuffed him a special pistol without saying a word, and installed a strange thing called a silencer on it]

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"Run! Run!"

From time to time, Sethy's low roar came from the middle of the track of the training ground, "Today is the first day, your mission is very easy. You can go to rest after running these thirty laps within an hour!"

"If you are behind, you can keep up with me. If you can't achieve this training volume, you can practice extra in the afternoon and run another thirty laps!"

In addition to height and strength, the advantages brought by the giant bloodline also have a thunderous voice. Without the need for a loudspeaker, his voice spread throughout the entire runway playground, shocking and tortureing the eardrums of every soldier.

But what is more tormenting than a voice is still the content of that sentence.

The runway of Branch 78 is not small. One lap is more than 600 meters. If you run thirty laps in one hour, it will be close to 20,000 meters. This happens to be the limit of most soldiers. Only by gritting their teeth can you barely achieve it.

Unfortunately, since it is most, there are naturally exceptions.

"Damn it! I won't run away!"

A slightly fat warrant officer finally couldn't hold on when he ran to the thirteenth lap. He tilted his body and leaned directly on the lawn next to him, holding his waist panting, "I haven't been so troubled for several years. When I got up, I was playing so big, who can stand it!"

He is 37 years old and one step ahead of him is a second lieutenant. He is a decent officer at the base. Since he graduated from the recruit training camp, how have he suffered such torture over the years?

I was able to run more than ten laps because of Vito's previous face. I really had to spend half of my life after running these thirty laps in an hour?

The fat warrant officer's movements were like a signal. Some soldiers with poor physical fitness were all moved when they saw it. The new recruits who had just entered the camp at the beginning of the year were still hesitant. Some veterans who had been in the battalion for many years had already followed suit and lie down on the lawn in a slanting manner.

"It's true that the mud can't support the wall..."

Ibuprofen, who was watching on the high platform, shook his head in disappointment. He looked at Vito next to him and found that the latter's attention was not on the scammers at all, but was observing a pretty pink-haired figure.

"Um?"

Ibuprofen noticed that the figure was Tina, and was shocked. Lieutenant Tina was the most famous beauty on the base. Although he was too righteous, he had always been with the rest of his relationship with others, but his appearance was naturally unspeakable. Did Vito also like the other party?

It seems quite a perfect match... Ibuprofen compared the scenes of the two together in his heart. The handsome man and beautiful woman were so pleasing to the eye. For a moment, he actually felt that this would really be successful, which was one of the few beautiful stories at the 78 Branch Base.

Vito naturally didn't know what his colleague was doing. The reason why he kept staring at Tina at this moment was very simple, because he wanted to see what level the future major general in the headquarters had reached.

If he was too weak, even if Heck wrote a letter of recommendation, the elite training camp in the headquarters would probably not be accepted. Then the little devil had to return to the branch in shame, and his plan to lay the first hidden thread in the headquarters would naturally be ruined.

But now it seems that it is a bit beyond my expectations. At least Tina is definitely reliable in terms of physical fitness.

It has just half an hour passed and has already reached the 20th lap, throwing the large army away from each other, and even putting it in a few laps. It has a long and powerful breath, excellent rhythm control, and obviously there is still a lot of spare energy.

“Promising.”

Vito muttered, took out a cigarette and lit it, "When the training is over at noon, I will find a time to talk to her and give her the letter of recommendation."

His voice was extremely small, and I couldn't hear a word clearly. When he was confused, he suddenly noticed that Seth, who was originally standing in the middle of the runway, had already arrived in front of the navy resting on the ground.

"This guy won't pluck another hair in public..."

Ibuprofen thought in his mind, thinking that it should be unlikely. First, the reason why the scene happened yesterday was Heck's personal order, and second, the person in charge is the gentle Vito, so this extreme situation should not happen again...

But the facts quickly proved that he was completely wrong.

As Ibuprofen was shocked, Sethy came to the navy and used his hands without stopping, and directly and roughly pinched two of them, like an eagle catching a chicken.

On the fourth floor of the fortress, Heck, who was standing behind the office window and silently observing, saw this familiar scene, suddenly felt a cold in the sky and subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Let me go! It hurts, it hurts!"

The slightly fat middle-aged warrant officer was picked up by the pinched head. His face was twisted and ferocious, and he struggled desperately with all his strength, but in vain.

"Why stop and rest?" Sethy looked at him expressionlessly, as if looking at a prey to be slaughtered.

"Can't you rest for a while when you run tired?" After finding that you could not break free, the fat warrant officer was immediately embarrassed and upset, "I'm not those new recruits, can you report if you want to rest halfway?"

"No."

Sethy's eyes were cold, "On this training ground, young... Lord Vito, my second child, without our permission, let alone a warrant officer, even if you are a second lieutenant, you have to run for me honestly in one breath."

In fact, the training plan is aimed at soldiers below the lieutenant. The lieutenant has their own official duties and does not have to accept this kind of torture. However, there are still Teena, a Tina who actively participates in the training.

"Hey, I just want to rest!" The fat warrant officer was hung in the air with his head pinched and his anger came up. "I didn't say I wouldn't run these thirty laps, but I just couldn't run for the time being. The Colonel is not here now, so who can show me such a arrogant look?"

In fact, the saying "holding chicken feathers as an arrow" is more suitable, but unfortunately, there is obviously no such word in the dictionary of Fat Warrant Officer.

"You said you can't run?" Sethy suddenly put him down and asked.

"Yes!" The fat warrant officer finally hit the ground with his feet. He admitted in a barely manner that he had already dropped the jar. "I'm old and my legs are weak and I can't run. What's the matter!"

"As a reason for age, it is understandable."

Seti nodded and remained silent for a moment. It was not until the fat warrant officer thought that this guy was really planning to open the net, and then he spoke in a low voice: "If it was cold, could you run?"

"Of course I have to run away if I am cold... No, no, what do you mean?"

The fat warrant officer subconsciously answered, and then he was stunned and his brain was a little down.

The weather on Earl Island is indeed very cold. Even though it didn't snow today, the temperature was around minus 70 degrees Celsius. But he is a local and has been used to it for a long time. He is wearing a thick winter cotton uniform. After running so many laps, he is not so cold, and he is also sweating all over.

"It's good to run."

Sethy smiled honestly at him, stretched out his big hands and grabbed the other person's shoulders, and then suddenly exerted force in the fat warrant officer's gaze containing horror and incredible eyes.

Oh!
Chapter completed!