Three days later.
In the Friendship Community, a military vehicle appeared, and a cold-faced soldier got off the military vehicle, then quietly waited at the entrance of one of the tall buildings.
Faced with the appearance of the military vehicle, the people in the Yau Oi neighborhood naturally knew what was going on.
In three days' time, most people knew about Wang Zheng being drawn by the military. The first-class martial artist, but by the Ministry of the Army, this thing is really out of the crowd's expectations, the Ministry of the Army to transfer the martial artist, they need to go to the front line to serve at least three months, before the rotation.
The transfer is mandatory and is compulsory.
The three months, although the actual number and level of ferocious beasts you kill to determine your pay, but this kind of thing after all with the danger.
The community of Friendship used to draw a level four martial artist, fully possible to impact the potential of level five, but a paper draw order from the Ministry of the military, directly to the front line. Three months later, the person did not return, came back just a box of ashes.
And now, Wang Zheng is only a level one martial artist, and practical combat experience other than having participated in the Academy's adventure tournament, no experience, what is the difference between this and sending death?
"Alas, the Wang family is so easy to produce a martial artist, this draw ..."
"A level one martial artist, is simply to send death."
"The old Wang family's luck, is really too bad."
"Thousands of draws, how come this kid Wang Zheng was drawn?"
One by one, the neighbors who went in and out were all whispering. But they can't change anything at all, the military department's draw order, with the will of the state, unless you die, you need to carry out.
Wang Zheng's home.
Wang An smoked a cigarette in silence, while Wang Mother was helping Wang Zheng organize his luggage.
The atmosphere in the home was somewhat depressing, and in Wang An's and their opinion, the draw order from the military department was not a good thing.
"Zheng'er, when you get to the front, you have to be more careful, you can't force your way out of everything, and you have to know how to avoid danger when you run into it." Wang mother was organizing the luggage while nagging, in fact the luggage had been prepared long ago, she was just using this as a way to distract herself from the panic.
Wang Zheng nodded, he certainly understands the truth that children travel thousands of miles and mothers worry.
"Mom, don't worry about it, I know how to take care of myself. Besides, I'm a level one martial artist, when I really get to the front, at most I'll stay on the logistics, what danger can there be? In three months, I can come back, at most, I will be shining black, what can happen?" Wang Zheng comforted.
Wang An looked at the time, waved his hand and said, "The time is almost up, we can't keep people waiting, let's go."
In the corridor outside, many neighbors were coming.
When they saw Wang Zheng come out, they were all comforted and exhorted Wang Zheng to be safe.
Director Long also came, he stood in front of the crowd, directly hugged Wang Zheng and said, "Don't worry child, your parents our community will definitely take care of, you just need to pay attention to yourself."
"Director Long, my parents will trouble you to take care of them." Wang Zheng said, and then bowed to the neighbors present and said, "In the future, my parents will be taken care of by all the aunts and uncles."
"Zhengzi don't worry, we all are here, you just need to kill the beast without worry."
Grandpa Liu next door patted his chest, and the others did the same.
Life friendly community, we are no money, but the relationship between neighbors, but very well.
A line of people, all the time is sent to the bottom of the building.
The soldier who came to pick up and drop off was still expressionless, he stood straight, saw Wang Zheng come down and opened the car door directly.
After giving his parents a hug, Wang Zheng did not say more and boarded the car directly. He was worried that if he said more, he would become uncomfortable and just worry his parents even more.
Seeing Wang Zheng get into the car, the soldier gave a military salute to Wang Zheng's parents, then boarded and started the car, turned the general car around and drove away from here quickly.
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Nanshan Military Airport.
When the military vehicle arrived here, it was exactly eight o'clock.
As soon as Wang Zheng got off the bus, he was led to a place similar to a waiting room. The place is huge, with rows of chairs, at least it can accommodate more than 300 people waiting here.
Wang Zheng walked in here and immediately drew the attention of others.
This time, seventy-three martial artists were drawn from Nanshan City, and at this point in time, almost all of them had arrived.
"A level one martial artist?"
When they saw Wang Zheng enter, the martial artists here all let out a "Huh".
On Wang Zheng's chest, the rank one martial artist badge represented Wang Zheng's rank and strength.
Of course, Wang Zheng's young face is also what surprised the martial artists here, even without looking at Wang Zheng's martial artist badge, you can know that Wang Zheng's strength is definitely not that strong. The boyish face, white and incomparable, at a glance, you can tell that it is just graduated from the academy.
The first-class martial artist is not strange, strange is the first-class martial artist, how can enter here.
Inside the waiting room, all are the martial artists drawn to Nanshan City this time, this one young man appeared in front of this time in, does it not mean that the other party is also one of this draw?
"How is this ... possible?"
The first thought of many martial artists is that it is impossible.
Although the draw order does not stipulate that it cannot be a first class, if according to the tacit agreement over the past hundred years, no one would draw a first class martial artist.
But now Wang Zheng is real into this place, without the permission of the outside, it is impossible to walk in.
"Kid, did you go to the wrong place?" A outside brawny strong man, could not help but stand up and say out loud, anyway, with his thick nerves, is unable to understand this one thing, his character straightforward he, of course, will not be like the others, but directly ask out loud.
The others heard, none of them are laughing loudly.
"Hahahaha, boy you still go home to eat milk to go, careful to the front line, will be scared pissed pants."
"Is the military ministry wrong, just this yellow-haired kid, will also be drawn?"
"What's the difference between a first-class martial artist and a death sentence?"
The martial artists who were originally a bit discontented were all using Wang Zheng as a laughing stock, which was also a bit of fun. As for what Wang Zheng thought, who cares what a level one martial artist thinks, knowing that among the people present, the lowest is a level four martial artist.
Wang Zheng, however, did not care about their gossip and grinned, "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Zheng, please take care of everyone."
The moment he finished saying this sentence, a series of Bone Stripe Guidance Assistant prompts sounded.
"3700 ripple power points in hand."
Just one sentence made them remember themselves, this kind of opportunity to brush up on tattoo power, how would Wang Zheng miss it?
The martial artists present were all snickering, a level one brat, not worth their time at all.
The burly man who was just brawny, buzzed and said, "Kid, you haven't answered my question, just this level one little arm and leg of yours, you will also be drawn?"
Wang Zheng spread both hands and said, "This one question, I also want to ask the military department. Unfortunately, as you know, the military department will not answer my question as a small martial artist. The extraction order cannot be refused, so here I am, even I want to know myself."
Wang Zheng's calmness, without the slightest apprehension and trepidation of the draw, made everyone present agree with Wang Zheng somewhat, at least in attitude, Wang Zheng looked like a martial artist.
"Hahahaha, good boy, just because of your calm and unhurried attitude, you are qualified to represent our Nanshan City." This strong man laughed and extended a big female finger to Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng found a seat and looked around the room.
More than seventy people stayed here, sitting sporadically, a kind of draw that was unlikely to cast some people who knew each other well and were somewhat unfamiliar with each other. These martial artists are all carrying equipment, some are directly on their backs, others are covering their equipment, as if they are carrying a bag.
Some of the martial artists carrying, is some thermal weapons, from sniper rifles to machine guns are available.
Looking at some of these thermal weapons floating faint bone pattern light metal, Wang Zheng knew that some of these weapons are not simple, is created by the rune pattern metal, the strength is definitely not other ordinary standardized weapons can be compared.
Take the sniper rifle, the ordinary sniper rifle can produce a force of 5500 joules, but the rune pattern metal to create a sniper rifle, it is possible to enhance ten times, to 55000 joules.
This kind of energy is enough to tear open the skin of an unknown number of ferocious beasts and punch a bloody hole.
The gun built out of rune metal, its high price, again do not know how many times more expensive than the rune equipment in Wang Zheng's hands now.
A first-class rune pattern metal gun, the price can be compared to the second-class first-class war knife and other weapons.