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Chapter 9 Confrontation

The young men who were reminded by the last sentence of the stone began the last sprint.

Although Hammer was arrogant and strong, he also gathered some people to intercept them with great momentum, the young man who had been tenaciously confronting Shitou showed his overall view and leadership ability at this moment, stopped Hammer's move and issued new orders.

The two speed-type teenagers who were defeated by the stone carried the fainting boy Ke and rushed to the camp to get the last place among the top three.

The hammer that wanted to intercept other teenagers to return to the camp was asked to return to the entrance of the mountain road to intercept at least fifty ordinary teenagers to ensure that no one from the Second Young Scholar Training Center would become one of the fifty people at the bottom.

The hammer, who would rather take action than use his brain, was quite convinced by the boy. Even though it was difficult to understand, he still turned back as soon as he received the order.

The boy carrying two badges of the boy surnamed Ke followed the stone into the camp.

The teenagers who flocked to the flock cut the badges and the teenagers carrying bags were pushed and landed again by the crowd, and could not hand over the bags they carried to their original owner.

However, the plan still cannot keep up with the changes.

When the companion carrying the boy surnamed Ke approached the edge of the training ground, he was immediately stopped by the military police guarding here. On the grounds that "the arrivals failed to complete", all the three were disqualified from participating and were judged as additional punishment that they needed to accept.

The military policemen holding punishment sticks exercised their rights meticulously, and did not know how they distinguished them. Most of the people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity were removed from the team at the first time.

The badge teenagers who were not allowed to go out after entering the camp could only watch the top 50 places being divided up by other teenagers, and watch their companions being removed for violations, becoming the targets of additional punishment!

The boy surnamed Ke, who was rescued, found that he was in a wrong position. After asking the reason, he learned the reason. After thinking about the serious consequences of the previous omission, he was angry and hated and sprayed blood out. He looked at the arrival of people one after another, and soon he could not hold on and was carried away by medical staff.

According to the ranking statistics conducted by the military police, there will be no favoritism or mistakes, so the two people who stood on the north side of the training camp quietly walked down.

"That kid is not bad! His strength is much stronger than those in previous sessions. The notes on "native species" are very strange. I guess I received special training when I was in the Shaoshu Training Center..."

The first person to speak was Chief Li Zhengmin. His voice was loud and he had satisfaction and expectation in his expression. The huge bald head seemed to be shiny under the light of the searchlight, but the scar on his face became more and more ferocious as he opened his mouth.

Standing beside him was a handsome officer in a neat military uniform and handsome face. His eyes were slender and slightly upturned, making him look a little sinister when he smiled.

This person is named Song Zhihao. He is the chief of staff of the Bastille Training Camp. He belongs to the direct descendant of the Song family. He was demoted and placed here for some unknown reasons. It took him more than a month to arrive here, but he has already entered the state. He has had some private conflicts with Li Zhengmin, who is used to being strong, but it has not reached the point of turning against Li Zhengmin.

But today is an investigation of the recruits, and he also has his own ideas and judgments, so after hearing Li Zhengmin's words, he shook his head. "Li Zhengmin, I think that boy should be punished severely! He is cruel and despicable. After learning about the reward and punishment rules you set before, he first used your rules to get the rewards of the top three. Then, not only did he deal with Ke Peng's skull, but also made the team he led unable to get rewards and needed to accept punishment. Such a soldier would be a problem even if he grew up!"

"Huh? How do you say this? Song Zhihao, I tell you, what the frontline needs is real strength! The boy of the Ke family is obviously a coward, and he will definitely not be a good bird when he goes to the frontline! If you dare to make any messy thoughts, don't blame me for cleaning up with you!"

Chief Li Zhengmin, who was swearing, made a hint of resentment flash in his eyes, but he covered up very well, and immediately changed his helpless and humble expression and said to himself. "Li Zhengmin, look at what you said... I just say it just like that. Moreover, Ke Pengfeng will definitely be in command of medium and large teams in the future. I think he is qualified in terms of control methods..."

Speaking of this, seeing Li Zhengmin glaring again, Song Zhihao quickly changed the topic. "Of course, whether it is to look at people or your vision, accurate and ruthless, one day I invite you to drink and ask for advice on what I have? Don't be too busy refusing. I will use two nickel platinum bullets as a thank you gift. What do you think?"

Being twitched by Song Zhihao's tone, Li Zhengmin's vigilance and suspicion were replaced by pride, and he burst into laughter. "Hey! He is even willing to take out the nickel-platinum bullet that can kill the Lord-level blood clan? Then I'm really embarrassed to accept..."

"You really don't have to be polite! The masters are the first... Besides, sooner or later, a master like you will be recruited into the elite team on the front line. If these two nickel-platinum bullets are in your hands, they will be much more useful than if they are in the hands of a product like me..."

Song Zhihao praised him and made him lose himself, which made Chief Li Zhengmin laugh so hard that he couldn't stop himself. However, he also knew that he might not be able to return to the front line, but as long as he was an individual, who would not want to listen to such flattery?

The unhappiness that had been gone also disappeared. In excitement, Li Zhengmin opened his left hand, which was the size of a palm fan, and slapped Song Zhihao on the shoulder, then took him away, and pointed at the teenagers who were receiving the number plates with pride and said. "Zhihao, the potential for identification of growth is not just a family they belong to, or those bullshit consortiums! First, it is necessary to look at their past records and achievements, and then combined with their will when they were physically and mentally exhausted, and finally, they combined the characteristics they showed when they first stimulated the 'source power', so that they can roughly judge their future growth potential..."

Song Zhihao, who was half short by Chief Li Zhengmin's slap, couldn't help but be shocked. "Li Zhengmin! Don't fool me, it's that simple?"

"Of course! That's that simple!"

Chief Li Zhengmin, who glared at him, spread his right hand and reached in front of Song Zhihao. "My purpose is to 'start from difficulty, strictness, practical combat, the maximum training volume'! As long as these kids can meet my requirements, they will naturally grow up! Take it out! Nickel-platinum bullets are good things. If I had a few more of them when I was on the front line, I would probably not have fallen to the point of becoming the chief instructor here..."

Song Zhihao, who knew that this was the secret technique of identifying people and distinguishing people, was so angry that he was so angry that he hated him, but when he looked up, he was facing Li Zhengmin's fierce eyes. He trembled in his heart and quickly took out a box that was two fingers wide, and changed his depressed expression and joked. "Li Zhengmin! You just don't even want some moral integrity for the sake of two nickel-platinum bullets. You are not very authentic..."

After Li Zhengmin, who snatched the box, opened it and checked, he laughed with satisfaction. "Hehe! What is moral integrity? I have long since wanted to do it! But how to make a comprehensive judgment is what my instructor teaches. No matter how high the price is, there is no need to talk about it without his consent..."

Li Zhengmin, who put away the box, left, and Song Zhihao, who knew that he had been cheated, could only smile bitterly.

The value of the two nickel platinum bullets is not low, but for him, he was really unable to accept it by the seemingly reckless and scheming Li Zhengmin in front of him. Therefore, seeing that Li Zhengmin really went straight back to his barracks, he stomped his feet in anger. After telling him that "Li Zhengmin is a brainless fool" in the future, he walked towards his lounge with a full face.

The military police stayed on the training ground were still waiting for the teenagers who could not go down the mountain, but beside the window on the second floor of the single-family villa belonging to Chief Li Zhengmin, a pair of eyes with inquiry appeared behind the lifted curtains.

This gaze followed Song Zhihao's back until Song Zhihao disappeared into the darkness, Li Zhengmin, who was hiding by the window, laughed. "Little thing! I dare to play tricks with me, sooner or later, I will kill you! Don't think that if it's someone from the Song family, you dare to point fingers here. You must listen to me in my territory..."

After muttering, the curtains that were lifted up were put down. A desk lamp was lit up in the room covered by the heavy curtains, and Li Zhengmin's fierce face also looked a little softer under the lights.

Chief Li Zhengmin, who sat down, took out the relevant documents. After finding the information he wanted to read, he looked confused at first, and then became serious, because the information he opened in front of him belonged to the Seventeenth Young Master Sect.

The native species officially started special training at the age of ten, and the source potential was identified as excellent.

Physical energy and strength all have extraordinary potential. It is judged in the past training records that when this young man mastered the "source power", the first three years after he mastered the "source power", it will be a critical period for his significant improvement. If he can cooperate with the use of certain drugs, his future achievements will not be lower than level 7...

Although there is only a thin record, the font used in the document of the boy "Stone" is the smallest.

Therefore, it is also a document, and the records of the "native species" stone are four or five times that of ordinary people. Therefore, it took a long time to read it and roughly sort out the clues.

But after reading the information, Li Zhengmin's eyebrows flipped, and his expression became more and more confused.

"As a native species, the power of blood can trigger the early surge of the 'source power' tide, and its growth rate is indeed higher than that of the new generation. However, in theory, the 'Native Sprout Cultivation' plan has proved to be a failure. So why do such individuals appear now? That is the plan that was suspended hundreds of years ago..."

Many doubts were not able to get the answer through the information in front of him. What made Li Zhengmin extremely angry was not that he did not find relevant records about the "Native Sperm Plan", but that he found the relevant information but did not have the authority to check it!

As the chief instructor of the Bastille Training Camp, there were secrets that he could not access within his jurisdiction, which made him extremely confused while furious!

Why?

The confidentiality level of the native species plan is not high, but the search level exceeds his authority, and even the decryption agency cannot find it!

Thinking of this, Li Zhengmin shook his head and put the doubts in his heart for the time being. He opened the drawer and took out his beloved pipe. In the midst of swallowing clouds and mist, the anxiety and boredom in his heart gradually calmed down.

But when he wanted to bet on the information in front of him again, as the knock on the orderly door sounded, he locked the information into the drawer and let the orderly come in.

"Report to the sir! Except for twenty-seven people who were unable to go down the mountain by themselves due to exhaustion, all the students in the current period have returned..."

"No need to mention this, how was that boy from the Ke family injured?"

"Report to the Chief! Ke Pengfeng is currently in a severe coma. Chief Song Zhihao ordered him to be sent to the high-risk rescue room for rest..."

Hearing this, Li Zhengmin stood up and said angrily, "What! Severe coma? How is it possible! And he actually dared to allow that kid to use the high-risk rescue room! Could it be that the supervisor of the medical department allow it?"

"Report to the Chief! Ke Pengfeng was sent away because of the issuance of documents by the head of the Medical Department..."

Speaking of this, the orderly soldier moved a little in his lowered gaze, secretly glanced at Chief Li Zhengmin with a dark face, and then lowered his voice and continued. "Sir Song Zhihao first went to the medical room, and then the medical room supervisor sent someone to pick Ke Peng's snatch away..."
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