Stepping out of the C-130 Hercules, my right leg was still aching. The sun was shining brightly in my face, and the billions of golden rays in my eyes took me out of my mind for a moment. How long had it been since I'd looked directly at it?
--- Just a week. I came back to my senses, next to me Ji Ling earlier thought I was going to fall busy to set me up, I waved my head, "No need."
Ji Han doesn't say anything, just silently follows behind us. A slightly raspy female voice rambled on the airport radio, and the simultaneous translation on my ears, which I still don't know the principle of, converted it into Chinese with the same sound, "Welcome to the Caliber Jitran Academy of Strategic Military and Secret Service Management. Cadets from the East Asian Region, please note that Cadet A should proceed to Exits 1 through 17 in the south, Cadet B should proceed to Exits 18 through 22 in the south and Exits 1 through 22 in the west, and Cadet C should proceed to the north direction. Cadets in Cadet D and Cadet E should remain in their original seats, and will be met by specialized personnel. Repeat, welcome to the Caliburan Academy of Strategic Military and Secret Service Management ..."
The dense crowd moved under the guidance of ground aircrews dressed in blue, a few slowing down to enjoy the long lost daylight. All of the Class A cadets on this airplane had been through different trials in seven days just like I had. Maybe it was the desert, maybe it was the rainforest, the strange forces of nature eliminated most of them, leaving only us ...
The standard BK2 wilderness survival knife is still hanging on my waist, and the wet and cold from the rainforest inevitably leaves its mark on it. The body of the knife flickers with an icy cold light, even though that light once came from the sun.
My name is Gu Prowl. This is Yi Tran, the time is 6:30 AM.
...
The world government has just been integrated for two years, and the original names of the countries have gradually shifted from their original names to so-and-so districts, and several small countries have even directly merged into one. It could be said that with the exception of a small number of regions, for the first time, humanity had formally become a true community of human destiny.
However, the world as a whole was not as peaceful as expected. On the contrary, the world government, like its predecessor, the United Nations, had no real control over the terrorist organizations, and over the next year, the rise in the number of global terrorist organizations and black mercenaries made the world government realize that it was in dire need of a direct air, land, and sea force to fight on a 24/7 basis.
Codenamed "Prometheus", the plan was quickly adopted by the governments of the various regions, each with their own ulterior motives, and consisted of recruiting the world's first reservists of all types of special agents and centralizing them in one place for academy training, that being Jitlan. The enrollment was expected to be around 30,000 personnel, and graduation was expected to be around 6,000 personnel. Of these, 1,500 are estimated for Class A front-line combatants, 2,000 are estimated for Class B combat-ready logisticians, 2,000 are estimated for Class C Special Intelligence Officers, 400 are estimated for Class D Technicians (containing drone pilots, data analysts, R&D, etc.), and several are estimated for Class E Specialty Officers (pilots, commanders, etc.).
The enrollment content varies from district to district, and the standard I passed was to pass the designated portion of the original jungle within 7 days after passing the physical and psychological tests and other assessments.
A month ago I resolutely decided to report for duty after a series of changes, Ji Ling and Ji Han heard about it and immediately went forward with me. They are my childhood hairdressers, dragon and phoenix children, Ji Ling is the older brother. The age requirement for the test was 16 - 18 years old, and luckily, all three of us passed.
The final enrollment for the first class was 26,000 people.
...
After taking a shower, the three of us met again at the cafeteria of the Class A Academy.
Ji Ling was completely different after he took a shower and changed into a new camouflage uniform, shaking off that dirt dog look that he just threw out of the grave. His parents are business tycoons, since childhood the superior living environment has raised him now good skin, fair skin, robust, handsome face.
Sister Ji Han is even more amazing. The young girl's skin is like sheep's fat condensed light flow, long hair and waist, well developed, such as the river blooming lotus can be seen from afar and can not be blasphemous play. She looks as pure and beautiful as a little sister next door, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft, soft.
The two siblings sitting here naturally attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding area, and I looked a little sad. Although I consider myself to be quite good looking, compared to the two of them I really look like a loser from Lu Xun's book.
"So why did you two come along?" I lamented continuing to bow my head and cha-cha my meal. The global student population allowed this place to offer food from all over the world, from bacon in Great Britain to German sausage, Xiao Long Bao in China to sushi in Neon satisfied all the trainees' dietary habits. The table next to me a few brown-skinned brothers wrapped in turbans directly grabbed naan and applied water with their hands and poured it down, I heard on the way that the assessment program in that area was to cross the Sahara Desert, and some of them even chose to drink their monopoly of 37℃ water over and over again-
Forget about thinking about that, it's time to eat.
"You could do without the two of us?" Ji Ling held a piece of toast in his mouth and shook his head crookedly, "Look at all the people here, we still dare to let you come here?"
He also took one of the two chicken legs from my plate. Jihan didn't comment on the subject, instead burying her head in the sand and battling her first normal meal in a while, though she took the other one in her hand.
I sighed and craned my head to the window sill, the earth outside spilling over with sunlight. The dark silhouette of a giant transport plane's giant eagle cast itself down on the ground, accompanied by the roar of powerful engines.
"Nail." "Nail." "Nail."
All three of our cell phones rang at the same time. In the background of my screen was a group photo of me, my sister, and my parents. It was a picture of me when I was twelve years old, located in Siko Lake. All four people in the photo had big smiles on their faces, unlike now when I was the only one left.
Sliding down and pulling open the information bar, the notification software had the exclusive logo of Jitran: a white half-wing surrounded by blue squares. The software could not be opened until the screen was unlocked and the fingerprints of the left and right ring fingers were verified.
This is the first time I've opened the program, called SAFC (Shetland Armed Forces Communication), which inexplicably appeared on my returned cell phone after I passed the test, but I've tried to open it more than once during my free time on the plane and never succeeded! . After successfully unlocking it the Caliburan logo floated at the top, and below it was a line of text:
Mission: Located in Center Square by 7:30pm - A
Accepted by: ACN07113, Gu Yiwei
Reward: 800
Posting time: 7:15
Drawing out the hand-held map of the academy, the markings on the vellum showed that I was only 5 minutes away from the center square, which was plenty of time.
Suddenly tapped on the shoulder, Jihan stared straight at my map and whispered, "Give me the map."
I froze for a moment and then did as I was told and handed over the vellum, Ji Han looked focused, as if he wanted to penetrate it with his eyesight, and his hands kept moving to take out his own copy. I realized that things are not right, Ji Han since childhood on those details have a sharp intuition almost instinctive, but this specialty is also doomed to another thing - be her eyes on the quasi no good.
"Brother ..." Ji Han did not finish his words elder brother dryly drew out his own copy and handed it over.
"Something wrong with the map?" Ji Ling asked in a lowered voice. I glanced nervously around the room, most of the people were sitting honestly in their seats, though the few scattered figures among them moving quickly toward the doorway stung like black swans in the snow.
After a quick comparison of the three maps Jihan shoved the map back, "Stop eating and go!"
I stuffed the map back into my arms and walked outside with her. There were also new people who had noticed the problem and started going out, just as sneaky and sneaky as we were. My voice was as light as if I had been strangled, "What's the situation?"
"There's a problem with the map the school gave us." Ji Han talked to me with her head down as she walked, her movements clearly not wanting anyone to notice her moving outwards, "There's almost nothing right on the three maps except for the section from the bathhouse to the cafeteria."
Jiling took the first step out of the cafeteria, "Holy shit, what are they trying to do?"
"Don't forget that this isn't Hanghu Fourth Middle School anymore. People don't want our kind of students." I looked around, "Where would that so-called center square be?"
There weren't many buildings in the academy, and an open area still held a lot of possibilities besides a plaza: a training ground, a firing range, a small apron, and even something I didn't know about. Yi Tran itself was a military base with global strike capability; I'd seen a B-2 bomber earlier when I'd landed, and with the amount of support the world government had for the place, it wasn't even surprising that there were nukes.
The first thing we need to do now is abandon our conventional thinking in order to find the answer.
Of course, by the pitiful pissiness of this place it's also possible ... that the center square is simply an underground square, then this primitive way of searching I'm doing right now loses its usefulness.
"Fuck!" Ji Ling complained, "Still really fucking inappropriate people, right?"
Jihan asked back, "You still have a way out if they screw you?"
"Go ask for directions." I pointed to the blue-clad ground crew from earlier, who were nicely grouped in twos and threes, with a mocking look in their eyes, anticipating our current awkwardness.
They were waiting for us, because just