chapter 11 code name death warrior

As the official start of school gets closer, the campus of Sky Academy is gradually becoming lively.

To say that it is lively is actually a relative term.

The campus of Sky Academy is huge. It is tens of kilometers long from east to west and wide from south to north. There are less than 3,000 teachers and students scattered on the territory of Nuo Nuo University. It can be described as a vast land and sparsely populated area. No exaggeration.

Without unified action, the place looks empty most of the day and night. Fortunately, the dormitory area in the school is relatively dense, and all teachers and students are concentrated in one area. As more and more new students are admitted, the endless stream of new students directly adds a lot of noise to the school during meals every day. atmosphere.

This is almost a sight that Ricarlo Lee has never seen since he was a child.

Apart from seeing so many people at the station when he first arrived in Huating, this was his first time coming into contact with such an environment.

Different from the dull and numb border, here it faces the sea, where spring flowers are blooming; here the sun is warm and the breeze is blowing; here there are green grass, flowers in bloom, smiles here are bright, and youth is flying.

The competitive environment within Sky Academy is extremely cruel, but for Ricarlo Lee, everything here is like heaven.

As if after a lifetime, what is most in my heart is peace and joy.

It is already the sixth day of enrollment.

For nearly a week, Ricarlo Lee would take a certain amount of time to go out and take a look every day.

When he first arrived, he almost instinctively wanted to know more about this legendary special warfare school. Subconsciously, he liked the feeling of mastering everything and understanding everything. He didn't know what use this would have for his subsequent studies. , but at least it won't do any harm.

Careful, cautious, and obsessed with details, Ricarlo Lee has had an almost pathological pursuit since he was a child.

The only regret that Ricarlo Lee felt was that the day before the official start of school, he still had not seen his other two roommates.

The dormitory Qin Ke changed for him still had a structure of three bedrooms and one living room, but it was larger and more luxurious than the previous dormitory. Not only this dormitory, but also the building where Ricarlo Lee is located in the accommodation area seems to be more glamorous than other residential buildings. Ricarlo Lee paid special attention to it. So far, there are less than twenty-four days until the official start of school. When he was a child, he was actually the only resident in this building.

This also made Ricarlo Lee a little bit ache, not because of loneliness, but from the admission time of the freshmen in this building, it can be clearly seen that these freshmen who have not yet arrived at school are different from others, at least this arrogance is very Out of the ordinary. How many of these classmates are easy to talk to? With this group of people together, the whole building will probably be very lively in the future. Qin Ke has clearly made it clear that he has no good intentions by arranging himself here.

The woman seemed to hate herself.

Standing in front of the window, sorting through everything that had happened in the six days since arriving at Sky Academy, Ricarlo Lee shook his head helplessly, walked out of the bedroom, and prepared to go out for dinner.

A crisp voice that sounded both familiar and unfamiliar suddenly sounded at the door.

Then there was the sound of the door lock unlocking.

Ricarlo Lee, who had just walked out of the bedroom, was stunned for a moment. In his sight, the security door of the dormitory opened and a tall figure walked into the dormitory.

That's right, it's just a figure, or one can be said.

Because this person is really too thin.

He was at least close to 1.85 meters tall, but he seemed to have no flesh on his body. Standing there with his tall figure, there was no intimidation at all. Instead, he was like a bamboo pole, making him feel quite weak.

He was wearing a black sportswear, which looked like he was wearing a robe. It was empty, and a dark brown wooden long box was slung behind him, but his back was so narrow that the long box was swaying. This young man with long hair and a somewhat decadent temperament was stunned when he saw Ricarlo Lee. A smile immediately appeared on his fair and thin face, and he took the initiative to reach out his hand and said warmly, "Hello, I am Tristian Lee."

"I am Ricarlo Lee."

Ricarlo Lee stretched out his hand and shook it. The other person's palm was the same size as his, and it was full of bones.

"Ricarlo Lee? Hey, brother, we have the same two characters in our names. To be honest, an old Taoist priest visited my house at the beginning of this year and said that I can meet noble people around Qingming Festival. Damn it, Qingming Festival Ah, meeting a noble person? At that time, I almost drew my sword and hacked that old bastard's whole family to death. Wasn't this a curse on me? I didn't believe it until I saw you. I didn't say whether you were a noble person or not. Just by the name, I knew that we had something. fate."

Tristian Lee grabbed Ricarlo Lee's hand and shook it vigorously, with a bright smile on his thin face and he talked endlessly.

Ricarlo Lee expression was stiff. It was the first time in his life that he had seen this kind of super familiarity. He was quite experienced. However, the character of the other party's familiarity was better than the arrogant and overbearing character he expected. Much easier to accept.

The corner of his mouth moved, and he smiled dryly and said, "There is no need to change the name. Even if we don't change the name, we are already destined, and..."

Ricarlo Lee could barely keep up with this kind of leaping thinking. He pointed to the other two rooms and said, "It's just the two of us here now. You can choose any of the remaining two rooms."

Tristian Lee was really casual, dragging his body, which was probably only a hundred pounds to death, into the room closest to him.

He put the long box behind him on the bed and threw away the weekly diary in his hand. Without even looking at the student rules on the bed, he casually smiled and said, "Brother, let's have a meal together? I saw this shabby guy when I came here." There are many local restaurants. You came here earlier than me. Do you have any good places to recommend? I’ll invite you. If you want to go to a restaurant after school officially starts tomorrow, you’ll have to pay credits. I won’t be able to afford it by then.”

"I'm always nearby."

Ricarlo Lee tone was calm. He didn't pay much attention to food. As long as it had meat, it was enough. The food in the cafeteria might be ordinary to others, but to him it was real delicacy.

"You don't know much about life."

Tristian Lee his eyes and took out his mobile phone, "Wait a minute, I'll grab a girl and let's go have a nice meal together. I'll ask her to book a seat first. There are three of us, right? Do you have any friends?"

Ricarlo Lee heart moved, and he immediately thought of Ingrid Brown. Although there was a relationship between Gladys Walker and Gordie Brown, he and Ingrid Brown were not very close. They only had one meal together in six days. That's it. She should be called up now. But looking at the laughing bamboo pole in front of him, Ricarlo Lee was a little confused. Calling Yu Ingrid would not be a sheep in a tiger's mouth, right?

He shook his head subconsciously, but before he could speak, the security door of the dormitory rang again.

A young man who looked about 22 or 23 years old walked into the dormitory carrying a large bag.

Compared to the bamboo Tristian Lee, the new roommate at least looks much more reliable in appearance. He has a medium build similar to Ricarlo Lee, short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and bronzed skin that looks very masculine.

His appearance is not handsome, but he has sharp edges and corners, and he has a very tough look. What's more different from Ricarlo Lee and Tristian Lee is that he is wearing a dark green military uniform, his body is straight, and he is walking towards that direction. Station has a strong and iron-blooded aura.

Ricarlo Lee nodded at him and took the initiative to say, "Hello, I am Ricarlo Lee."

The man in military uniform nodded, with a cold look on his face.

After hearing the sound, Tristian Lee walked out of his room, looked at his new roommate, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes lingered on his epaulettes, and smiled, "Not bad, brother, you are a major at such a young age? It doesn't look good at all." Not older than me, which army are you from?"

"Border Guards Corps, Yaymos."

The major cherished words like gold. When he mentioned the Border Guards Corps, his words were full of pride that was so clear that it hit his face.

Ricarlo Lee eyes narrowed slightly. He has been at the border all year round and doesn't know much about the outside world, but he still knows a little bit about the Border Guards Corps. The full name of the Border Guards Corps is the Central-Continent Border Guards Corps, which is responsible for deploying defenses on all borders of the entire Central Continent. , guarding border security, with a total number of nearly 600,000, it can be said to be the most elite large-scale legion in the entire Central Continent, and its combat effectiveness is well-deserved No. 1. Once the war breaks out, the place where the entire Border Guard Corps is located will be the entire Central Continent. front!

The camp where he grew up was near the border between Central Continent and Annan. There were also border guards stationed dozens of kilometers away from the camp.

"Tsk tsk, that's awesome. The major of the Border Guard Corps is full of gold. Which army are you from?"

Tristian Lee exclaimed twice and came to Yaymos side happily.

"Thunder Army, deputy battalion commander of the Guards Battalion."

Yaymos tone was calm, but his pride became more and more obvious.

"The people around Marshal Dongcheng?"

Tristian Lee was stunned for a moment, his playful smile finally subsided, and he asked in a serious tone.

The Thunder Army of the Border Guard Corps is an army directly under Marshal Gellert Thomas, the commander of the Border Guard Corps. The Guards Battalion of the Thunder Army is responsible for protecting the safety of senior officers of the Thunder Army. Yaymos can serve as the deputy battalion commander at such a young age. It is absolutely He is the confidant of Marshal Dongcheng and the young talent that the Central Continent Military Marshal values ​​most.

The total size of the Border Guard Corps is nearly 600,000, with nearly 550,000 combat troops. They are stationed in the provinces bordering Central Continent and other countries. The internal organization is complex and the real power is extremely powerful. It is known as a small military headquarters and can be controlled by the Border Guard Corps. Isn’t it possible that the young man the legion commander is interested in is nothing?

"yes."

Yaymos glanced at Tristian Lee and his tone became more indifferent.

Tristian Lee raised his eyebrows slightly, then thoughtfully, murmuring to himself, "Border Guard Corps, Yaymos, Yaymos, this name sounds familiar..."

"Um?"

Yaymos raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Tristian Lee very proudly.

"correct."

Tristian Lee suddenly slapped his head: "Yaymos, the Border Guards Corps, Yaymos! Is it you , Yaymos?"

Yaymos...

Ricarlo Lee, who was watching on the sidelines, twitched the corners of his mouth so hard that he almost couldn't help laughing.

However, Tristian Lee ignored Yaymos almost flaming eyes. He looked excited and kept chattering, "I've heard of your name a long time ago. Are you the Yaymos? I heard that you love to show off and can do anything." A handful, people in the world call him Yaymos, or Brother Bi. He has been a famous name for a long time, and when I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Yaymos has a black streak on his head, does he live up to his reputation? What the hell does this mean? Could it be that my performance just now was very pretentious? How did the damn bamboo pole in front of me hear that damn nickname? Shouldn't that nickname be spread only among a very small circle?

"Who are you?!"

Yaymos gritted his teeth and looked at Tristian Lee, wishing he could peel off his skin.

"Me? Oh, I'm Tristian Lee. You must have never heard of me."

Tristian Lee patted Yaymos's shoulder and greeted casually, "Come on, Ricarlo, let me introduce you. This person is called Yaymos. His strength is also unfathomable. He is one of the top ten masters of the younger generation." One, much better than me.”

"My name is Yaymos!"

Tristian Lee laughed and hugged Ricarlo Lee's shoulders.

"Hello, Major Yaymos."

Ricarlo Lee smiled and stretched out his hand, his eyes were gentle and clear. He would never mind treating real soldiers, and those who dared to fight on the border, with utmost respect.

"Hello, Ricarlo."

Yaymos's expression suddenly softened, and he felt very fond of him in his heart.

Ricarlo Lee smiled and shook his head. He didn't move, but felt his phone vibrate slightly in his pocket.

He casually took out his mobile phone and opened it. On the screen, a photo of him and Gladys Walker cuddling together and intertwining their fingers appeared in front of him.

Ricarlo Lee eyes suddenly softened.

On the screen was a message from Gladys Walker.

The message was not text message, but WeChat, which seemed quite high-end and high-tech to Ricarlo Lee.

"I'm in Belgium. The air in Broussard is very good and the sunset is beautiful. We should come and see it together."

Ricarlo Lee eyes were gentle, and his fingers were tapping blankly on the screen for a long time, but he didn't know what to reply.

He suddenly discovered that Gladys Walker had changed his avatar at some point.

Her profile picture used to be like a vast expanse of white snow, pale and dazzling, but now, her profile picture has turned into a Gladys piece of paper.

Ricarlo Lee subconsciously enlarged Gladys Walker's profile picture.

On the paper of the portrait, two lines of light and graceful characters were written in pen, like flowing water.

At this moment, all that came to Ricarlo Lee mind was the intoxicating look of Gladys Walker handwriting of these two lines.

"Who are you to me?"

"Everyone I have is you."

Ricarlo Lee took a deep breath. At this moment, he was in the Sky Academy, but his thoughts seemed to have flown to Belgium, thousands of miles away, under the sunset of Broussard, the capital of Belgium.

The sunset there is beautiful, but the beauty next to you is even more beautiful.

Really are...

It's a weird, very comfortable feeling.

He held his phone and looked at Gladys Walker's new profile picture, and for a moment he couldn't bear to put it down.

Next to him, Tristian Lee chattering voice was still ringing in his ears.

"By the way, I heard that the officers of your Border Guard Corps all have code names? Tell me, what is your code name?"

Next to Tristian Lee, Yaymos breath froze.

He glanced at Ricarlo Lee who was holding the phone calmly, and said calmly, "My new code name is Death Soldier."

"You're showing off again."

"......roll!"

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