Chapter 5： 　 Training Camp

"What? 5000 yuan! Andy, you might as well grab it! It's just a kid, do you think it's a chariot?"

Dizzy and dizzy, a hoarse but angry voice came into his ears. Allen opened his eyes slightly and saw a certain wilderness in the suburbs. There was a campfire not far away, and a black car stopped by the fire. The man dressed in a fur cape and dressed like a gentleman was roaring at the head of the black widow. Under the firelight, Alan could even see his splashing saliva.

Behind this man, there are two big men in black, each carrying a submachine gun, and they appear to be guards.

Allen moved his body, and a sharp pain came from several parts of his body. His face was pale, but he didn't make any calls. The boy's condition was not very good. After Bai Fang was killed, he was knocked out. The rest of the time is always between coma and awake, compared with coma, the time of awake is much shorter.

He is now locked in an iron cage, which is very strong. At least a teenager can't bend these 3 cm thick iron bars, especially at the moment when the devil's praise is taken away by Andy.

Now, this dagger was spinning lightly in the hands of the head of the group. Allen really hoped that he would make a mistake and plunge the dagger into his throat.

"Calm down, Mr. Hearn." Andy smiled and pointed his hand to Allen: "Yes, that's a kid. But he meets your requirements and doesn't have a record. The important thing is that he He is healthy, and his age and size are about the same as your son. I bet you will never find a more suitable person in a week."

"So you see, 5000 yuan is really not expensive. Or do you think your son's life is not worth the money?" Andy smiled.

Hearn snorted coldly, opened his white teeth and said, "You vampire. Listen, if the deadline is approaching, you wouldn't want to make this business. Now I will take them away. Three days later, come to our company Take the money, you bastard!"

He pushed Andy away hard and walked to the iron cage. He took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, then turned around and said, "Damn, you two fools get him into the car quickly. Do you want me to do it myself?"

The two guards rushed over, and together they lifted the iron cage and Allen together, and walked towards a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle. In the cage, Allen looked at Andy. The latter smiled and waved goodbye to him.

"Hey!" Allen called at him.

Andy shrugged and said, "Why, can't you bear with me? White-haired boy, although I like you quite a lot, now, you are Mr. Hearn's...something!"

Allen’s gaze fell on the dagger in Andy’s hand: "Keep it safe for me. Because I will come back to get it back, and I will wipe your neck with it in time."

As soon as Andy signed, Allen's bright red eyes stung him a little. Then he looked at his two companions again, and then laughed: "I'm waiting for you, kid. If you can crawl back from that place, from that hell."

In the end, Alan and the iron cage were thrown onto the off-road vehicle. After a bumpy ride, he came to a manor in the wild. The manor is very large, but the buildings are very rare. A main building, several rows of attached houses, a bucket and a row of shacks nearby are everything in the manor. Allen was thrown into the shanty, beside him, piled coal and firewood.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain. The rain spread along the terrain, turning the ground under Allen's cage into a muddy moor. The muddy water soaked his feet, and the chill in the water crawled up the body along the heels. The cage was only 70 centimeters high, which made Alan unable to stand up straight. He could only sit all night in the muddy water.

At noon the next day, the guard brought a basin full of leftovers from cold rice. This is Allen's food for a day, and even Hearn's wolfhound eats better than him. Allen cleaned up all the food without saying a word, and the **** looked contemptuously when the food was delivered. But when he came back, his face became a little unnatural when he saw that there was not even a drop of vegetable juice left on the plate.

Two days later, a car drove into the manor. A teenager jumped out of the car, about the same age as Allen, and wore a well-tailored suit. He ignored the opposition of the two guards and ran to the shanty. After watching Allen for a while, he smiled: "This is the **** who replaces me? It doesn't look like me at all."

"Master Beth, it doesn't matter what you look like, as long as you are the right age. Master Hearn will naturally take care of the rest." A guard offered flattery beside him.

The kid named Beth squatted down and made a grimace against the iron cage: "You are going to die, bastard. But it's an honor that you can go to that place instead of me."

He said to the guard again: "I heard he is a wolf boy?"

"Yes, the head of Black Widow Andy said that he seemed to be raised by Snow Wolf."

"It's funny, hello, do you bite?" Beth stretched out his hand and waved into the cage a few times.

The guard hurriedly said, "Don't do this, master."

"It doesn't matter, he dare not..."

The little master's words fell off, and Allen suddenly jumped on. Catch Beth's arm and pull it hard, immediately breaking his arm. Listening to Beth's cry like a pig, Alan said coldly: "I won't bite. Only kill!"

"Let go! Let go!"

The guard put the gun into the cage and smashed Alan away with the butt, which dragged Bass out. Beth kept howling "I'm going to kill him", but weakly let the two guards into the main building.

After a while, Hearn ran to the shanty with a rubber soft stick angrily.

Alan had no food that day, only a severe beating.

A week after being caught at the manor, an **** vehicle arrived at the manor when the sun was at its worst at noon. Hearn had been notified early and had been waiting at the door under the big sun. The car stopped and a few people squeezed out of it. One of the fat guys was invited into the house by Hearn, and the other two were obviously soldiers in camouflage uniforms, tactical helmets, and automatic rifles.

A pattern is embroidered on the chest of the soldier's camouflage uniform. The bottom picture is a cross between a musket and a long sword, and the middle is a pattern of a black owl wolf. This is a sign of the "Owl Wolf" of the Ground Defense Army in District 13, indicating that these people are from regular troops.

Not long after, Hearn and the fat man walked out. Hearn pointed in Alan's direction, and the fat man let out a string of laughter. Nodded, and shouted at the two soldiers: "That's Beth, take him away. By the way, remember to give him a number."

He also said to Hearn: "Don't worry, those big guys only look at the serial number, so they won't look up the origins of a kid carefully."

"Thank you very much," Hearn said.

Beside him, Beth, with his arm in a cast, gave Allenby a middle finger.

Two sturdy soldiers came over, and Alan looked at them indifferently. One of them took out a strange pistol from his waist and said to Allen: "For your own good, it's best to stay still."

When he reached for Alan's arm, Allen snapped at the opponent's throat. It's just that he just moved, suddenly his whole body trembled, and then he fell to the ground. Before he lost consciousness, he looked at the other soldier, who was holding a stun gun in his hand. He smiled at his companion: "This kid is really wild."

"Perhaps he has a chance to live." After speaking, the soldier pressed Alan's arm, pressed the muzzle on his hand, and shot.

The gun body shook slightly, and Allen only felt a slight tingling in his arm. When the soldier removed the muzzle, there was already a number on his arm: 666!

On this day, Alan left the manor. He was picked up from the cage by the soldiers and thrown into the **** vehicle. Guarded by two sturdy and fully armed soldiers, Allen dared not make any moves that would cause misunderstanding. Through the window of the **** vehicle, he saw the vehicle leaving the manor, passing through a canyon, passing through a vast virgin forest, and reaching a military camp at the foot of a mountain three days later.

When the soldiers got out of the car the man who numbered Allen smiled and said, "Welcome to hell."

Allen reluctantly pointed the muzzles of two rifles toward the barracks. He saw many **** vehicles parked at the entrance of the barracks. After entering from the camp gate, it is a simple but open square. The square is muddy ground that hasn't undergone any repairs. It seems that it has just been raining. The square is very humid, and it is a mud print when you step on it. In the square, dozens of soldiers lined up with their rifles flat. The guns were aimed at young girls about the age of Allen.

After the two soldiers escorted Alan into the group of teenagers, they handed over a folder to the head of the officer. The officer was two meters tall, and his bronzed skin was shiny. Under the crooked beret, there was a grinning face. An X-shaped scar on his face was daunting. The officer who was as majestic as a gray ape had the sign of a second lieutenant on his epaulettes.

He strode forward, looking at the hundred or so frightened teenagers under his nose, and said, "Welcome you, you little scumbags. I am Lieutenant Ron, here, I am your God. What do I want you to do, Even if you want to eat shit, you have to do it correctly. I have to say that you are a group of lucky miscellaneous, because you were randomly selected by the system, and you have the opportunity to represent the 13 districts in the new survival game. At the same time, you are also Unfortunately, because in the next six months of training, only one person can walk out of the camp gate."

"You little scumbags, perhaps always complain that you live on the surface like hell. But now, I can say for sure that your life before is as sweet as heaven. And now, you really come to hell!"

Speaking of the end, Lieutenant Ron's voice was like a thunderstorm in summer, which shook all the young people underneath.