In the early morning, just as the sky was dawn, the Thunder Security Team welcomed a team of shirtless men on the playground, and crystal beads of sweat dripped from their strong muscles.

After all the teams arrived, a man standing in front of the queue turned around and ran to the front of the rostrum and said loudly: "Report to the commander, all 200 people from the Thunder Team were here in the third period. Please give me a lecture."

Locke came to the edge of the rostrum in uniform, looking at the new student below seriously. Without a microphone, his voice also reached everyone's ears.

"Children. First of all, please forgive me for calling you that, but as recruits, you are not worthy of calling me brothers. Your group is recruited from ordinary people, all of them are native Chicago people. Whether you were originally because of money, honor, or impulse, at least you all persevered. So, you are all qualified soldiers."

"I believe everyone knows that the predecessor of our Thunder Security Team was the Brotherhood, a gang organization, and no one looked down upon us. At that time, we were just trying to make a living. But now it's different. Under the guidance of Zhengyidao, we know our responsibilities and our goals. Then we are not wastes who are busy waiting to die, nor maggots that are disgusted by everyone."

"We cherish our lives and love our families, so we put on our uniforms, picked up our weapons, and vowed to protect everything that was hard to come by. Where are you!"

As Locke asked loudly, the 200 men in the audience shouted in unison: "Pick up the weapons and defend the home!" "Pick up the weapons and defend the home!"

Locke's men pressed down and looked at the man in the audience with satisfaction, "Very good, I am very satisfied with your determination. However, these determinations are not enough to prove your courage and ability. Fortunately, you will have such a chance soon."

"There is a force that intends to invade our homes and turn her into what it is, because so they can make more money to achieve their goals."

"I don't want to know what their purpose is, but their TM will not affect my life. I will use my fists and the weapons in my hand to make them know how powerful I am."

"Fuck these dogs to death!" "Yes, head, beat their brains and let these bastards know how powerful we are!" The black boy Jeff and Harry were also in the crowd, and Locke's words completely ignited their passion.

Locke smiled, "Very good, little boys, you let me know that you are not breastfeeding dolls, but you are still a distance from a warrior. I will leave for a while, during this period, you will be in charge of the deputy captain Hans. You guys, you don't have much time left. My request is that you will become men and my brothers in the shortest time. When the enemy arrives, you can stand by me and give them the toughest blow. Do you understand?"

"I understand, sir!" These 200 young men who inspired fighting spirit shouted out loud that only 500 people could shout.

"Discondon!" With the order, each team was led by their respective team leader to conduct training.

Locke pulled Hans over, the Germanic man who had never been serious was quietly waiting for the order. "Hans, we don't have much time left. We have at most 3 months to half a year for us to improve our strength. I'll leave these children to you. Can they achieve the requirements of Lix in the shortest time?"

"No problem, sir." Hans' expression did not change at all, like a robot.

Locke nodded. After the two saluted each other, they turned around to do their own affairs. The soldiers were so simple and efficient, and their strength could only be tested on the battlefield.

The basic training in the morning was over, and the team members took a break after spending a sumptuous lunch in the restaurant. In the afternoon, they led the team leader to the front of a five-story building, where Vice Captain Hans was already waiting for them.

When everyone came, Hans said in his distinctive and emotional voice: "You have completed all the basic training. Given the tight time, from today on, you will enter the actual training. Each group will receive their own equipment."

The half-covered helmet with only the mouth exposed and the modular swelling with a half-body thyroid shape. In contrast, the mcar assault rifle equipped by the US special forces has become the most common equipment.

"Hey, Harry, have you seen it? All of these equipments are carved with runes, which is so cool. This time we can become the legendary 'strongman'." Jeff, a big mouth, finally couldn't help but communicate with Harry secretly while changing the equipment.

Harry secretly looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and replied, "Of course, we are the elite among the elites who stayed out of 1,000 people." Some boys who knew some inside information in the team also began to talk complacently.

All of these situations were seen in Hans' eyes, but he did not scold them. He always believed that reality would make these ignorant boys understand their position, and preaching was useless.

Seeing that the team members were all wearing equipment, Hans began to issue a mission, "Okay, everyone should pay attention. Your goal is to eliminate the targets on the fifth level. There will be enemies along the way, and the mission will be carried out in groups. The first group, top."

As soon as the words were finished, the well-trained first group rushed into the gate in a dense formation.

Looking at the figure of the first group, Jeff couldn't stop talking anymore, "Harry, make a bet, how long do you think the first group will complete the task?"

"Betting, are you crazy? Gambling is prohibited in the team. Do you want to be fired?"

"Don't be nervous, let's bet on washing your underwear. If I win, you wash my underwear for a week. If you win, I wash yours, how about it."

"Okay, I'll fight you this bet." When Jeff was wondering that his voice was a little wrong, he turned his head and saw Harry looking behind him with a stiff expression, and immediately knew the bad thing.

The two immediately saluted Hans, who appeared behind them like a ghost, and Jeff shivered and said, "Report to Deputy Captain, Harry and I are just joking and dare not gamble."

Hans' expression did not change at all, "It's okay, I'll fight you this bet. If you win, all the work of cleaning the toilets in the future will be exempted. If you lose, clean the camp toilet for one month."

Seeing that Hans wasn't like a joke, Jeff and Harry looked at each other and bowed their heads to discuss.

Soon, they came to the conclusion.

"Sir, I beg the first group for 5 minutes to complete the task." "I beg for 10 minutes."
Chapter completed!