Chapter 103: Hiding is quite good

  The arrival of the virus is both for training base and to hide a dark shadow to protect Zhang Shidong's family.

  Whether it's the plan to destroy a hidden force on the island that kidnaps a wealthy tycoon, or Ma Sanquan's hypocritical potential threat, or Gong Jia, Tang Shi brothers, Deng Jiutian and others, after all, we must be prepared for any eventuality, and do a little more preparation. A little harm to loved ones is an enemy who cannot be repaid a hundred times.

  From Jiang Yongnian's side, the black sheep he saw, from Mǐnuònuò's side, several masters he also saw, on several people's bodies placed locator instruments, enough for himself and the virus to cross under the protection of these people in all directions.

  At least, under the current situation, whoever wants to disrupt the rules will not directly use violent destruction without regard for anything. At least, there will be some seemingly accidental or ordinary events as a cover, and with this layer of protection, it is enough to give him enough reaction time.

  Pingjiang is not peaceful.

  High-level undercurrents are surging, the old secretary is waiting for retirement by watching from the other side of the river, while the new mayor Zhao Meiru's iron maiden still can't fully take over and suppress Kong Xuedong's faction.

  The middle layer is in a state of anxiety, as Zhang Jun's position sways back and forth, affecting everyone's heart. From the third jump to the loss of his position, his own body reflects some ultimate dynamics of Pingjiang City and even Beihai Province.

  The people below are also restless. As the underground forces begin to gain momentum, the steward is moving from an old-school family towards unifying the world, and below is a mess.

  The political arena is unstable, and the business world is in an uproar.

  All of this has a profound connection with Zhang Shidong, and it can be said that the source of Pingjiang's instability is him.

  Outside the city, a bigger outbreak point is waiting for him. A group of people who are waiting for special training are holding back their strength and want to give that rascal a good look in the evening, want to slap his face hard, and make him shut up completely.

  Originally, Zhang Shidong wanted the virus to come into contact with more people, so that it would at least not be afraid of human contact. He specifically chose to take him to see some straightforward people around him. However, some situations had already become too severe. If you don't let the virus go crazy and release its pent-up energy, it will be crushed by the enormous pressure from the battlefield and lose its mind. It needs the battlefield, and it also needs to be released. This is a dead end.

  Taking advantage of his long-term dormant task, Zhang Shidong brought him out of the temporary infinite loop task state. Everyone knew that if Zhang Shidong couldn't make the virus better, then no one else could make it any more normal.

  Shoulder epaulets, high salaries every month, some medals of honor already packed in boxes, comfortable rest environment...

  The virus has a lot of material possessions that ordinary people don't have, but it paid too much for them. Zhang Shidong used to be like the virus, having that special condition, so he didn't dare go home. He wandered outside for two years, and if not for the mysterious technique that suppressed his inner demons, he wouldn't have dared to return home. The warmth of home and the care of loved ones allowed his technique to break through, allowing him to successfully stay in the city and become an ordinary person again.

  The virus has arrived, and Zhang Shidong is also considering all aspects. As one of the most obvious personality traits, looking the most distorted but actually having the lightest symptoms, if he can recover, Zhang Shidong must consider those brothers, cannot bear to see them living in that closed space like a prison for their whole lives.

  Carrying the virus back home, he recognized the door and opened the closet to see a row of neatly hung clothes. Zhang Shidong sighed, Mei Nuo had sent packages to Pingjiang one by one, clothes, shoes, watches, glasses, ties, belts, socks, underwear... Zhao Ya silently watched in the house as she silently picked up, then half of the closet space belonged to her, and more clothes began to compare with the other side. Mei Nuo was rich, and Zhao Ya wasn't short of money either. Lu Dahong had spared no expense to make his daughter Zhang's wife, and Zhao Ya took it and started buying clothes for Zhang Shidong.

  And recently, another person has joined this army, Jiang Xueyu sent over a piece of Jiang Shi Dan Ton.

  He changed into a black casual suit, wearing a polo-neck T-shirt inside, and wore a pair of casual travel shoes on his feet. With this thin outfit that is rarely seen in Northeast China in winter, he set out again, carrying the virus to the base.

  "What is needed?"

  "Dong Ge, I've seen them all. Except for those few with some real power, it's too insignificant." The virus sat in the car, not even bothering to prepare, reclining his chair and closing his eyes, leaning back. He was unlike Zhang Shi Dong, who didn't dare smoke too much, and when he was bored, he just slept. His words were light-hearted, but in reality, he didn't dare relax at all. This morning, he had already observed that those seven guys were very strong, the kind of strong hands that could be trained for a year or two and then thrown onto the battlefield for a few months to fight against him. He needed to conserve his energy.

  Zhang Shidong's attire made those who were eliminated look down on him, and before they could look down on him, the order came: "I don't want so many people eating white rice here, dig a pit for me, right here, ten meters."

  I've heard more impolite orders than this, and it's nothing. During the day, someone called the original unit and the result was the same as what Zhang Shidong said. Here, not listening to the instructor's order is disobedience, and taking off the uniform is a light punishment.

  At dusk, all the working people cast their eyes on Zhang Shidong in the cafeteria.

  The people inside who were receiving training picked up their food at the gate of the training ground, and each person standing in front of the gate also gave Zhang Shidong a stern look.

  Half an hour after dinner, the sky completely darkened, and the cold wind blew the unfrozen snowflakes in the distance into the air. The cars passing by on the highway made the snowflakes dance even more, and all the lights around the training base were extinguished. As the car drove by on the highway, only a faint glow could be seen inside the base.

  Apart from a row of soldiers standing guard normally, everyone else was allowed by Zhang Shidong to enter the warehouse and stand on the second floor passageway several meters high, looking down through the railing, watching the real scene on one side and the LED screen hanging in mid-air several meters away, waiting for that rascal to appear below.

  Who would have thought that a few minutes later, when the loudspeaker in the warehouse started to announce the start of the confrontation, Zhang Shidong walked up from the escalator on one side, and amidst everyone's astonishment, said a sentence that made people around him want to beat him up: "Dressed so cool, it's not worth getting dirty downstairs, just send someone to play with them casually."

  Gritting teeth and clenching fists...

  Waiting for those powerful people below to get a good slap in the face...

  "It's a knockout!" Less than five minutes later, the loudspeaker began to take effect.

  "Two eliminations...... twenty eliminations......"

  The sound of gunfire began to intensify, with the constant sound of elimination, the warriors standing on the second floor passageway looked increasingly pale. This had just begun, and the opponent was still only one person. The simulated city space in the shape of a 田 character, with several streets and over a hundred buildings of varying sizes, more than a hundred people against one, less than twenty minutes, and over thirty people were knocked out.

  "That person, came in empty-handed." A instructor announced another more astonishing fact with a trembling voice, was that seemingly rustic and clumsy man really so strong?

  Pale face, iron face, embarrassed face, ash-like face...

  This is what happens next in an hour, all onlookers and those who were eliminated from the confrontation change color.

  Apart from Qi Qi Ren and Xue Lin, everyone else was cleared out of the simulated city by the virus. The various cunning and unorthodox tactics had only one purpose: to knock down the enemy. There were no rules or regular methods, whether using guns or bare hands, it was a one-hit kill, and once they made their move, they would never stay in one place for more than a second.

  Xue Lin made a concerted effort to remain calm, and all the resentment and frustration from before vanished at this moment. Truly a master, there really are masters here, and one can learn something new. Looking around at his comrades falling one by one, Xue Lin narrowly escaped the virus three times, not because he was cowardly, but because the virus didn't give him a chance to be surrounded, also because his strength exceeded that of some others, so he wasn't eliminated ahead of time.

  Boom!

  One leg, Xue Lin raised his arms to block in front of him, but couldn't block the power transmitted from that small leg. His body crashed into the wall behind him, and at the moment of impact, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Several vital sensors on his body responded with a "beep", and with a "whoosh", a projectile device strapped to his back shot out a dye packet, spraying it onto his clothes, signaling his death. At the same time, the loudspeaker announced the elimination of the 100th X player.

  For the next four hours, there was no sound in the entire simulated city. The remaining seven people never encountered a virus. After the opponent's strong elimination of the weak, Tongtong chose to cooperate with Yan Xiaoer and Niu Yongshou, forming a team of three. Tongtong took the lead, Niu Yongshou provided support with his long arms and legs, and Yan Xiaoer used his gun. All three of them brought their special talents into play, preparing to face an opponent they acknowledged was stronger than themselves at any time.

  In order to simulate the real battlefield as much as possible, four hours later, the entire warehouse was plunged into darkness, and the skylight opened to let in moonlight. The cold air and dancing snowflakes instantly turned the simulated city from minus ten degrees to minus thirty degrees.

  Zhang Shidong glanced at the surveillance LED, which also had only a few scattered lights, and walked out in a daze, muttering to himself: "Not worth it, I knew I shouldn't have come, wasting my time. What's the point of being out so late, huh? It's not like we're really fighting, just a TM showdown."

  As he muttered to himself and left, the sound of gunfire echoed below. The two brothers, Bing Shan and Bing Hai, were shot from a distance. After chasing for half a day, Yin and Fei Yu still couldn't catch up with the virus for a showdown, and it disappeared again. Finally, Yin and Fei Yu learned their lesson and started to learn from Tong Tong's group, playing hide-and-seek with the virus, waiting for you to come find us.

  Zhang Shidong walked into the single-person dormitory that had been prepared for him but he had never stayed in, took out a walkie-talkie: "Virus, find a place to rest, these few guys are not bad, test their endurance, if you really can't stand it, hide and observe, this one is quite good-looking, elegant and has a good temperament, his ability to analyze and command battles is not bad, he has the potential to be a small team commander, let's see if you have the skills to make him willingly become your little subordinate."

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