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Yunnuo took a closer look and found a man with black hair and yellow skin lying on the ground wailing. Looking at his short stature, Yunnuo subconsciously thought that Hu Xiaolong had fallen.
Just as Yunnuo ran over in three steps and two steps, he realized that he had thought wrong. Lying on the ground was an Asian man with a somewhat wretched appearance. Yunnuo was slightly stunned. He had no impression of this man at all! After staying in the same dormitory for a day, there were only a handful of people who left no impression on Yun Nuo, not to mention that this person was a guy with yellow skin and black hair.
When the guy spoke, Yunnuo felt a little relieved.
"Ah Yamai Road! Noma Road!" It turned out to be a Japanese
Yunnuo glanced at it and saw that the Japanese man's left arm was somewhat deformed. Obviously, his left arm was probably broken.
"Are you okay?" The doctors who had been waiting outside ran in and helped the Japanese man onto the stretcher.
Japanese English always has a weird flavor. This is because they have integrated English into their own language, resulting in this nondescript pronunciation: "No! No! I can't fall! I can't discredit my country." !Let me go, I need to continue!¡±
"Impossible, I'm afraid you can't use your arm anymore. Please cooperate with our treatment!" The leader was a female doctor, and Yunnuo only saw her golden wavy hair at a startled glance.
"No! No! Once I don't exercise for 48 hours, I will be disqualified. I know there is something wrong with my arm and I can't go to the hospital!" The Japanese looked horrified. For his part, he quit and lowered his flag. , is an insult to himself, and an insult to his country - the latter is far more important than the former. These guys who believe in the spirit of Bushido always have a crazy willpower.
"No! Please calm down. Even if you want to train, you must wait until your arm is diagnosed!" The female doctor said decisively and dragged him to the stretcher.
The Japanese struggled crazily, and his words were repetitive and monotonous: "I can't be eliminated, let alone be eliminated first. You don't know what this only quota means to us in Japan! You don't know at all on the first day Just being eliminated, what does it mean to me!¡±
"No matter what it means! Life comes first!" Before the female doctor could finish her words, the Japanese roared loudly: "Shut up! Compared with the glory of the Japanese Empire, everything about me is insignificant! Let me go Training! Otherwise I will disembowel you in front of you!"
"But" the female doctor was stunned for a moment after being scolded, and was pushed away by the Japanese who struggled to get up.
The Japanese¡¯s eyes were red and they rushed towards the cliff.
Yun Nuo was secretly frightened when he saw it. In his opinion, this Japanese had gone crazy. If it were Yunnuo, at the very least, he should undergo some simple treatments to ensure his health, and then do what he can. If it really doesn't work, Yunnuo will never complete a training session at the cost of his life. Cultivating an excellent elite special forces soldier requires enough resources to raise a company of people. Even if you fail in this training, you will have the opportunity to fight bloody battles on the battlefield and make greater contributions to the motherland elsewhere, instead of disregarding your life in an insignificant training.
Yun Nuo calls it foolishness if he is brave but not wise.
Yunnuo calls it laziness if he is resourceful but not courageous.
"Unfortunately, this Japanese is neither of those. Yunnuo can only describe his behavior as crazy." It is undeniable that the patriotism of Japanese soldiers is worthy of respect, but when all this has surpassed his own life and even deprived him of his sanity, Yunnuo will become afraid of this country.
Japan, a nation that once invaded China, precisely because of such a spirit, was able to fight with a small number of soldiers against a large number of soldiers without losing, and began an imperial expansion with a small population. Yunnuo has never forgotten the national humiliation, so he is particularly sensitive to this spirit - the conflicting aspect.
Without looking at the Japanese soldier again, Yunnuo knew that if he continued to be lazy down there, the hunter wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson.
??Continuing to climb, Yunnuo didn't look at the Japanese again.
Not long after, there was another short exclamation. After that, Yunnuo didn't hear the Japanese's crazy shouts, but only heard the emergency calls of the doctors.
When I looked down, I saw that the Japanese was already lying in a pool of blood.
Yunnuo's heart is a little complicated. In his heart, he hates the Japanese from the bottom of his heart, especially when he is a soldier.
But the Japanese bushido spirit and this crazy attitude really made Yunnuo feel a little complicated.
With a sigh, Yunnuo felt that he could not protect himself. As the number of times gradually increased, the 12-minute limit was like a big mountain, forcing Yunnuo to speed up, and then speed up.
And Yunnuo not only had to climb, but also had to be careful of those unstable stones, as well as the soldiers who might fall from his head and the stones they stepped on.
By the time the training was over, many people were punished for overtime: their lunch meals were halved. Fortunately, no one was injured again.
The Japanese soldiers sent him to the school hospital. Soon, his plaster flag was lowered, and a helicopter roared and took him out of the school.
I heard from the hunter that the Japanese was dead. When he fell, his head fell down and twisted 90 degrees.
Yunnuo knew that people would die here, but he only felt that it all happened too fast.
All the soldiers were a little creepy because they didn't know if he would be the next to die in training