"Here! Gather!"

"Hu Zi brings your baby!"

Amid the noisy sound, Fang Cheng, who was sleeping on the bed, moved his eyelids. He sat up, slowed down for a while, and looked out the window.

Outside the window:

There were more than a dozen people in piles, some were still running forward, and more than a dozen were wearing dark green clothes, which seemed to be combat uniforms, wearing a metal hat, and on their bodies...

Carrying a gun!

Fang Cheng was so scared that he knelt up from the bed and observed the environment outside the window without blinking his eyes.

"Dongdong."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Fang Cheng's eyes were fixed, he looked at the iron gate, thought for a second or two, got out of bed, put his shoes on, and walked to the door, opening it.

If there is really danger, he can't stop it.

So many guns... Even if I am a professional high-level warrior, I will die without a burial place when I am pointed at dozens of rifles.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and looked out the door.

A man in a dark green military uniform was smiling at him: "Have you packed up? Brother, come with me."

Fang Cheng kept silent, closed the door and followed behind him.

The two of them passed by a camp hundreds of meters. Yes, it was the camp. Fang Cheng saw it clearly. The buildings were covered with people wearing combat uniforms, helmets, and carrying rifles or machine guns!

As for the people who came out of the bungalow, they were all wearing dark green military uniforms.

When the two walked to the end, there was a three-story all-black building, square, and seemed to be a bunker.

Fang Cheng was even more confused.

When I walked past the camp just now, the people who walked out of the second floor building all looked at him, as if they were respectful and envious. As for those who came out of the bungalow, in dark green military uniforms, they would basically nod and greet him when they looked at him!

What exactly is the situation?

war?

Who are you fighting with?

Fang Cheng walked into the three-story building with a lot of doubt.

After entering the door, there was a whole hall with three rows of tables and chairs on the left side of the hall, with more than a dozen people sitting, as if they were staff members, and on the right side, there was a row of blackboards standing and moving!

He didn't have time to see what was written on the blackboard, and the strong man in yellow-skinned military uniform said:

"Brother, my name is Dafei, what do you call it?"

"My name is Fang Cheng."

"Okay, then let's call you Dacheng. The General of the Land has told me that you are a war martial artist, please register here."

Dafei nodded, his voice was rough, and he pointed to the row of tables and chairs on the left.

Fang Cheng frowned. He was indeed conducting the registered war martial artist assessment, but he thought that the assessment was just strength and speed.

At most, it’s just a fight with people, how could it be here?

What is this place?

Why are so many people carrying guns?

Before he could ask questions, Dafei urged: "Brother Dacheng, you go over and check the agreement first. If there is no problem, sign it. I know you must have many questions to ask, but you can't say it now, go and sign it first."

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, he glanced around and walked towards the three rows of tables and chairs on the left.

Each row of tables and chairs is divided into five workstations, with a stack of documents and several signature pens on the table. And... there were two or three people in front of other tables, their faces were shady and they looked at the paper in their hands.

Fang Cheng walked to a table and sat down.

Opposite to the square table was a middle-aged man, who... had no left arm! He was a strong man with one arm!

The one-armed man looked up at Fang Cheng and threw two pieces of paper: "After reading, you can sign it on the last page if you have no problem."

Fang Cheng didn't care about the cold attitude of the one-armed man. He took a deep breath, looked cautiously and carefully. He looked at it for only two pages, and he looked at it for five minutes.

He thought in his mind:

These two pages are summed up in four points.

1. All information about this place is prohibited from being disclosed to outsiders (except for outsiders, all outsiders) in any way.

2. After entering this place, four months are used as a cycle, and after serving for four months, you are allowed to leave for four months and you must return immediately after four months of rest.

3. Release application must be submitted half a month in advance. After approval, a confidentiality agreement is signed to allow departure.

4. Obey all commands of the command center.

"Swish."

Fang Cheng was a little panicked, but he still had his name on the last page.

He believed that the master would never harm him. In the face of the unknown, he suppressed his fear and confusion and resolutely signed his name.

It seems like I am about to clear the clouds and mist and see the blue sky.

Fang Cheng raised his hand and handed the two pages of the document to the one-armed man.

His heart was beating violently, nervous, expectant and fearful mixed together.

The one-armed man glanced at the document and said:

"What strength?"

Fang Cheng was stunned, reacted and said, "Professional high-level."

"Give me the ID card, the Warriors Association membership card."

Fang Cheng took out the two documents, mobile phone, keys, cash and other items in his pocket, and he put them in the room.

"Nineteen?"

The one-armed man's eyes were shocked, as if he was shocked by Fang Cheng's age. Then he let out a sigh, picked up his ID, and recorded Fang Cheng's basic information on a blank piece of paper.

The one-armed man handed the two documents to Fang Cheng, with deep and sad eyes, and he said:

"Young man, live."

Fang Cheng took the ID blankly, stood up, turned around and left, and walked towards the rough man and flew.

He was a little scared.

What is this?

Dafei's eyes narrowed, he glanced up and down, and said, "This is enough, come with me."

Fang Cheng took two steps forward, walked to Dafei, and walked out of the three-story building bunker. The two walked westward out of the camp. There was a circle of two meters high steel walls around the camp.

Around the wall, every 100 meters, there are five people forming a team, either carrying rifles or machine guns, walking around, and sometimes people holding telescopes to look to the west.

It seems to be observing something.

Dafei walked in front, his pace was fast, and the two men were getting farther and farther away from the camp and farther away from the steel wall. Until he looked back, he could only see a black line. Dafei stopped.

Fang Cheng stood still and looked at Dafei in surprise.

Dafei spitted, leaned against the tree beside him, looked around and said:

"What do you think is a registered war martial artist?"

Fang Cheng's eyes trembled and hesitated: "What is similar to the level certification of the Warriors Association?"

Dafei sneered, his eyes still looking around, as if he was very alert, he squatted on the ground and said slowly:

"You are wrong. The registered warrior is a soldier, a soldier."

He took out a cigarette, a thigh of his right thumb and middle finger, and a ball of flame emerged, lit the cigarette.

"Five years ago, alien species appeared in a basin in the center of Nibreda Island. On that day, dozens of professional and professional warriors on the island died tragically."

"The world shocked, and then sent 20,000 troops to land on Nibreda Island, intending to destroy alien species. In the end, only more than 3,000 soldiers died."

"Because here, all electromagnetic equipment is shrouded by unknown magnetic fields and is completely invalid. Only mechanical weapons such as rifles and machine guns can still be used."

"Immediately afterwards, seven major overlord countries including China, the United States and the United States jointly decided to launch nuclear bombs... but it was useless. The signal of the nuclear bomb disappeared above the island of Nibreda. Then, a manual control hydrogen bomb was released, and two pilots jumped down from the sky and attacked suicide."

"A hundred thousand equivalents of hydrogen bombs detonated, and it seemed like a firework to the island of Nibuleda, and there was no devastating explosion that should have occurred at all."

"In just one month, the Global Warriors Association requested 1,000 professional warriors and 7,000 professional warriors to participate in the war. They landed on Nibreda Island and cooperated with subsequent ordinary soldiers to march Nibreda Island."

"The first bloody battle lasted for half a month. The ground was covered with minced meat and blood. Finally, the appearance species was attacked into the basin... However, it could not break through the invisible barrier around the basin anyway."

"In the end, we can only ask the national-level warrior to take action."

Fang Cheng was stunned and interrupted Dafei's words: "National level?"

Dafei smiled and continued to explain:

"The national level is a warrior who can bear the national destiny of a country. As long as the national level warrior in this country is still one day, the country will not perish. In terms of martial arts terms..."
To be continued...