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The body of the head wolf slid down the iron railing, and the wolf's eyes were full of reluctance. But it was defeated, completely defeated. Here, the fate of the loser is death.

Killing the wolf, Xiao Yuanchao turned around and walked towards the last three dying Siberian wolves, kicking them one by one, and trampling them all to death. At this point, the battle to destroy the seventeen Siberian hungry wolves with bare hands and empty fists was over, and Xiao Yuanchao won completely.

"Crash!"

The gate of the fighting cage opened, and Xiao Yuanchao walked towards the door step by step. He could clearly capture the strange color in the instructor's eyes, and could clearly see the heat emitted from the young soldier's pupils to him. This kind of heat Xiao Yuanchao had seen was the heat emitted by the soldier when he saw A. Now he was stared at by a group of young soldiers, and the same heat emitted from his eyes.

The strong are respectful. In the military training camp, the concept of the strong is interpreted to the extreme in silence. The soldiers only respect the strongest and look down on the weak, because the weak represent shame, and the strong represent glory and noble bloodline!

When he was about to reach the door, Xiao Yuanchao leaned over and picked up half of the cigar thrown away before the battle and held it in his mouth. He stretched out his left hand palm, revealing the lighter that he had been holding it, even if he was fucking the wolf corpse with his hands.

"Bang!"

The flames gathered, igniting the cigar half-stained by blood.

"Shit..."

Xiao Yuanchao was smoking a big mouth, and the dry tobacco and the blood-soaked tobacco were burning at the same time, making a hissing sound. The smoke instantly swayed, emitting a strange fragrance.

Holding a cigar in his arms, Xiao Yuanchao walked out of the fighting cage and stood upright, as if he was a rock, with his eyes looking at the instructor in front of him.

The instructor didn't say anything, nodded at him and signaled to join the list.

As the mechanical walked into the queue, Xiao Yuanchao stood in the queue of young soldiers with a cigar in his arms. He still slapped the cigar. No one stopped him from smoking cigars, because he used his strength to prove that he had the right to smoke cigars.

"Wisdom!" The instructor stood in front of the queue and said coldly: "Dissolve, gather in thirty minutes."

The young soldiers immediately disbanded, and the instructor turned around and left. Xiao Yuanchao walked to the medicine box and began to treat the wounds for himself. In Area D, there were still people who treated the soldiers at the beginning. After that, no one treated the wounds for them. All wounds had to be treated by themselves, unless the wounds of the internal organs had to be operated. Only then did the doctors perform them.

In fact, doctors who can perform surgery are all soldiers, and what they learn includes surgery. When necessary on the battlefield, they can perform surgery with each other without the need for special doctors to accompany them.

If the wound on the back is not treated, the wound on the arm can only be treated and then the wound on the shoulder is treated.

Packs of hemostatic powder were sprinkled one after another, barely stopping the flow of blood, but it was basically impossible to suture it. Because this piece of skin directly caused Xiao Yuanchao's left shoulder to collapse, even if the muscle growth force is strong, it is impossible to fully grow.

A young soldier came over, stared at Xiao Yuanchao for a while, nodded, reached out to take the needle and thread in Xiao Yuanchao's hand, and silently treated the wound on his back.

This is needed to deal with the teammates. When Xiao Yuanchao first came to Area C, he was alone. Fortunately, a young soldier came and was willing to deal with his back injury. This is not necessary to say much. Everything is replaced by silence. When the pain of the young soldier suturing appeared, Xiao Yuanchao sighed in his heart: The soldier is not a walking corpse.

That's right, the soldier is not the kind of walking corpse he thought of before. He thought that way just because he did not integrate into the soldier world. When he integrates, he will find that the soldier has his own way of communication. For example, dealing with injuries that he cannot reach, he needs other soldiers to help him. Even if he doesn't talk to each other, just click it to explain everything.

This young soldier is the soldier who just quit. He calmly killed a Siberian hungry wolf, and has absolutely calm wisdom.

"You are very awesome." Xiao Yuanchao opened his mouth and made a slightly awkward sound.

Unfortunately, no one responded to him. The young soldier seriously sewed the wounds on his back. He had no habit of speaking, and had no habit of speaking since childhood.

But his nod proved the friendship. Without anyone helping Xiao Yuanchao, he came to help.

"Do you smoke a cigar?" Xiao Yuanchao took off the cigar from his mouth and handed it behind him.

The young soldier did not refuse. He picked up the cigar and put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath as Xiao Yuanchao looked like he did.

"Cough cough...Cough cough cough..."

The young soldier coughed violently and was choked by the cigar.

"Hahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

Xiao Yuanchao laughed, turned around and looked at the young soldier with a discomfortable look and said, "You don't smoke cigars like this. You can only let the smoke reach your throat and then spit it out. What you smoke cigars does not enjoy the spicyness of the smoke entering the lungs, but enjoying its fragrance. Of course, if you need to fight, or if you smoke a mouthful of smoke into your lungs after the battle, the spicy feeling will bring you a strong pleasure."

The young soldier seemed to understand and took a big mouthful according to the method Xiao Yuanchao said, and slowly vomited it out without passing through his lungs, enjoying the special fragrance brought by the cigar.

One mouthful after another, the young soldiers began to enjoy it. His eyes when he looked at Xiao Yuanchao became soft, but there was still a strong heat in the softness. It was a respect for the strong when he came to help Xiao Yuanchao deal with the wound. Facing the strong and the strong with glory, all the weak should respect and worship.

"What's your name?" Xiao Yuanchao asked.

The young soldier didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Yuanchao.

"Everyone has a name, and everyone is born from the womb." Xiao Yuanchao looked around and said softly to the young soldier: "I have a soldier friend, who should have been much earlier than you. Even he has a name, and his name is a."

Hearing the word a, the young soldier's eyes that were not warming became stronger and stronger, and even said it was a strong sense of worship. He did not know what Xiao Yuanchao said, but he knew the meaning of a.

In the world of soldiers, the meaning of a represents the strongest and most powerful. All soldiers target A-level soldiers. Because that is glory, that is extremely noble bloodline.

"Actually you can have a name, too." Xiao Yuanchao smiled and said, "You can give yourself a name, you know, I know."

"a." The young soldier spoke a word with his eyes extremely firm.

He wants his name to be a, he wants to do a.

a?
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