After Najaf was occupied by the US military, martial law was not imposed, and only checkpoints were set up at several major entrances and exits in the city.

From the Gulf War to the current Battle of Najaf, in fact, people living in the Middle East did not have much fear of the war, but were numb. As soon as the war stopped, some people who did not evacuate immediately came out of the houses, and some cars could even be seen driving on the streets.

Wang Xueshan walked on the main road leading to Najaf. On the passage, several tanks or armored vehicles would pass by, and the cars would avoid them.

Many refugees walked out of Najaf City with their luggage and dragged their children and daughters.

Wang Xueshan was mixed in, and he tried his best to make his movements no different from those of ordinary people, following the team of Iraqi people who left. When he arrived at the level, several tanks were parked at the level, with muzzles and parallel machine guns pointing at the crowds and vehicles entering and leaving the road. In a sniper protector in the distance, there were snipers who were always monitoring the entire section of the road.

Some American soldiers stood lazily on the levels with weapons on their backs, looking at the people coming in and out, laughing from time to time.

The stop of the firefight made them feel good.

Looking at these m1a1 Abrams, Wang Xueshan was very jealous, which was a contribution point of thousands. Unfortunately, Najaf has been cancelled now, and even if Wang Xueshan killed these m1a1 Abrams tanks, it would be of no benefit, and it would attract the pursuit of the US military.

As the refugee team began to pass the levels, they were not investigated and allowed to enter and exit.

The afternoon sun was very vicious, and under the wind, the road was covered with dust. Looking around, it was almost replaced by yellow. The only color was probably the refugees on both sides of the road, wearing various clothes and walking slowly.

After leaving Najaf, Wang Xueshan walked about two kilometers and then stopped a broken pickup truck on the road.

The person driving the pickup was a middle-aged Iraqi man with a beard. Wang Xueshan didn't say much, took out a small stack of US dollars from his pocket, pointed at his tattered pickup, and said in Iraqi Kurdish: "Car." In Iraq, it is usually mainly Arabic and Kurdish, and it will be better to use Kurdish in Najaf.

This small stack of US dollars is at least 6,000, so buying a brand new pickup is enough, not to mention this pickup that is almost scrapped.

Without a trace of hesitation, the middle-aged man with bearded face took the money and jumped into the car.

Wang Xueshan climbed into the cab and stepped on the accelerator hard. The pickup truck's diesel engine roared, galloping on the road with a rising sand and dust, bringing out a huge yellow dragon. The distance of ten kilometers is not far, but Wang Xueshan chose a more direct method.

As Wang Xueshan, who has been trained in training in training bases since childhood, he does not have much idea about money. After all, in the training base, you don’t need to worry about anything you use. On the battlefield of elimination, money has lost its effect.

This stack of US dollars was found from some American soldiers who were killed.

As we were speeding on the road, there would be roars in the sky, which was the sound of fighter planes whistling by low altitude. Occasionally, we could see armed helicopters flying along the road, making a "buzzing" sound. Teams of military vehicles were escorted by armored vehicles, carrying a large amount of supplies towards Najaf.

In my mind, there was a map provided by Zeus through biochips. After driving six or seven kilometers along the highway, Wang Xueshan got off the highway and drove in a area full of sand dunes.

Three or four kilometers later, Wang Xueshan abandoned his car and entered a hilly area by walking.

In a small basin valley, an army-green transport helicopter parked on the grass.

Wang Xueshan approached carefully and finally confirmed the identity of the helicopter through Zeus, which was why he walked out of the grass.

There was only one pilot wearing a flight helmet in the transport helicopter. In the cabin, Wang Xueshan could sense the existence of five original forms. Needless to say, these five people arrived one step ahead of Wang Xueshan. After stepping up from the open cabin door, Wang Xueshan then pulled off the cloth towel and sat in one of the two rows of the cabin.

When they saw Wang Xueshan appear, the people inside didn't say a word, just looked at Wang Xueshan.

Wang Xueshan looked at them. Among the five, each of them was injured and exhausted, which was not proportional to Wang Xueshan's mental outlook. In their eyes, Wang Xueshan did not look like he had come down from the battlefield at all, but went to Najaf to travel for three days.

Holding his arms, Wang Xueshan leaned against his position, and then closed his eyes.

In the next half hour, the still alive originals arrived one after another, all without saying a word and sat silently in their seats.

As the last prototype arrived, the helicopter took off and continued to fly low-altitude westward.

After flying for two hours, dozens of kilometers away from the Iraqi border, the helicopter landed in a small village on the border. There was a convoy here, but after 16 people from Wang Xueshan got off the helicopter, they were injected with a potion, all of which were stunned.

This is a necessary means to return to the unknown mysterious training base. Wang Xueshan and the others have long been used to it and they all cooperated one by one.

Wang Xueshan, who was trapped in the dark, didn’t know how they would return to the training base next, but when the medicine was effective, they would basically be in the training base.

...

When he opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a small metal room. Wang Xueshan was lying on his familiar iron bed, with only a pair of underwear left.

Wang Xueshan was not surprised by all this, but got up naturally, then took out his clothes from the closet, put them on, and pushed open the door of the room. The entrance was a huge open space, with several football fields as big as that, and on the top was a huge group of lights, which turned this place into a daytime.

In the rooms, the survived original forms came out one by one, just like the unchanging rhythm for more than ten years, consciously walked to this open space and devoted themselves to training.

It's like an instinct, life seems to be back in the machinery.

The entire training base has been filled with 5,000 people in this empty square fifteen years ago, and today there are only 16 people alone, which seems extremely empty.

I don’t know how many days have passed, after all, time really has no meaning for those living here. They will only operate mechanically at the established time points. Until this day, a tall black instructor came here and blew the whistle of gathering.

The 16 people gathered at the fastest speed, and all stood straight.

For fifteen years, Wang Xueshan and the others didn't even know what the black instructor was named, they just knew that he was the instructor of them.

"Half a month ago, you performed well and survived the final elimination. According to the training base regulations, you are the final graduates and are given the code name of the last letter z with 26 letters. From this moment on, you no longer have the code name y, but instead z. You must remember your code name, z, and the final. And your code name, except for the current prototype, training base and Zeus, will be the highest secret that no one can obtain."

The black instructor's words did not make Wang Xueshan and the others feel a little turbulent, and they all look like models, looking ahead.

The black instructor did not expect any reaction from them and continued, "Based on the results achieved in Najaf, the z-level ranking is now available." He took out an instrument similar to a mobile phone from his pocket, and after opening it, he shouted, "y031 is out of the list."

A strong tall woman walked out, with a stern face without a trace of expression, standing in front of the black instructor.

"Your performance is as good as it was at the beginning, your code name is z16."

“y015 is delisted.”

“y016 is delisted.”

“…”

The surviving prototypes are awarded new titles one by one. Each time a title is awarded, the black instructor will refresh his personal information again in the instrument. Those who receive the information will receive Zeus' prompt to rebind their identity.

“y001 is delisted.”

A woman with an angel face walked out, with her golden hair and a height of 1.8 meters, which was completely comparable to the figure of a model, giving her the title of a beauty scorpion. She is also the number one master in the entire training base, but under the cover of the angel face, it is the devil's method.

"Your outstanding performance has won you the final honor, your code name z2."

The beauty scorpion looked at Wang Xueshan who had not yet left the list. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes and a faint smile appeared on his mouth.

When Wang Xueshan was the last one called by a black instructor, the other 15 people were all staring at Wang Xueshan. They never thought that in the 5,000-person training base, during the fifteen years of elimination, it turned out that this unremarkable man in front of him had obtained the final code number 1, the new king.

"y028, your performance is surprising. What I said to you just entered the training base is that only those with the strongest willpower will live to the end. You have done it, and it is even better than I thought. Your code name is z1."

With the information in Zeus Computer Center changed, Wang Xueshan also felt a little like he was dreaming.

After granting the final code, the black instructor clapped his hands and said nothing, but at the gate of the training base, the metal gate slowly opened. What appeared in front of Wang Xueshan and the others were teams of blindfolded children, black, white and yellow, and all kinds of skin colors. Under guidance, they walked into this empty square step by step.

"They will replace you as new trainees at the training base." The black instructor said without expression on his face: "And you will be sent out of the training base and return to your respective motherlands to learn how to live like ordinary people. Your behavior requires always pay attention to what you have learned in the training base."

"You must learn to dissolve into the country you belong to, like an ordinary person, and will only contact you through Zeus when the organization needs you."

"The contribution points in your personal information can be exchanged for what you need at any time."

After explaining this, the black instructor said lightly: "Now, disband, be ready, and you will be sent out of the training base in half an hour."

The black instructor left, and the empty square was filled with children aged three to eight. They were standing in this cold square with their eyes blindfolded, waiting for an unknown fate. In this strange environment, no one dared to speak, just like when Wang Xueshan and the others first arrived here.

Wang Xueshan and the others disbanded reflexively and returned to their respective rooms.

This news was too shocking to adapt.

But in their hearts, their desire for freedom made them all extremely excited as the original.

Going to leave here?

Even Wang Xueshan asked himself over and over again, afraid that this was not true.

It was not until they walked into the hangar of the training base empty-handed, and a helicopter had been waiting for them for a long time, that they were sure that all this was true.

The injection of the potion once again made them dizzy and sent them to the country where they belong.

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