chapter 4 Welcome to Hell

Time flies, and a month passed quickly.

A heavy roar suddenly sounded outside a mediocre valley, and a huge military heavy-duty truck was spitting out thick black smoke and driving quickly from a distance. There are no roads outside the valley, and the endless plains are full of natural ravines. But under the truck's four pairs of huge tires that are as tall as a person, they are no longer an obstacle.

The truck rushed to the entrance of the valley at full speed, and then it suddenly stopped. The body of the truck, which was as huge as a giant beast, shook violently, and it was thrown sideways, plowing a deep arc-shaped mark on the ground, and then stopped. There was a crackling noise in the power box at the front of the car. Black smoke stopped coming from several thick pipes at the rear, but a large cloud of steam was spit out from a valve.

The truck cab door opened, and a soldier in his thirties looked outside, then jumped out of the two-meter-high cab, and then placed a little boy in his arms on the ground.

The little boy had handsome features and short, soft black hair stuck to his forehead, already wet with sweat. His little face was pale, and he looked like he was desperately trying to hold back his nausea. It was obvious that he had been tortured by the wild driving style of the heavy truck along the way. He swayed, stood firm, and wrapped his black cloak tightly around him to resist the howling cold wind.

At the mouth of the valley, there was already a person standing, a one-eyed man.

In the wind as sharp as a knife, he was naked, with his hands behind his back, and his feet evenly spaced, at shoulder level. The most basic military posture in this army is particularly domineering and domineering when he stands.

He alone blocked all the roads leading to the valley.

The middle-aged soldier carried Carwyn until he was less than a few meters away from the one-eyed man, then stopped and said, "Jarl, you are still the same."

Jarl opened his mouth, revealing his big gold or silver teeth, and said, "Gregory, you are three minutes late."

Shi Yan said: "I met a team of dark races on the road. In order to kill them all, I wasted a little time."

Jarl sneered and said: "A dark team can make you late. It seems that your strength has not improved much in these years! Have you been a dog in the Lin family for too long and lost all your skills?"

Gregory was not angry, but said calmly: "Shuai Lin is the mainstay of the empire. I am satisfied to be his personal attendant. You don't understand this kind of thing."

Jarl snorted and did not argue with Gregory Yan. His eyes fell on Carwyn and said, "Is this the child mentioned above? Why does he look like a little girl? Can it be used?"

Shi Yan smiled and said: "Anyway, he will train under you from now on. If you don't like him, how can you deal with him and who can control you?"

Jarl snorted again and said, "You should know that in our place, no matter who comes, no matter what status or background, everyone is treated equally."

"Of course I know this."

"Then don't waste time, let him come over!"

Gregory knelt down in front of Carwyn, squeezed out an almost invisible smile on his stone-like face, touched Carwyn's head, and said, "Go, follow Instructor Jarl. Remember, first, before No matter what he asks you to do inside, you must do it immediately! Secondly, I hope to be able to see you come out alive from this place in a few years."

Although Carwyn was a little confused, he could hear the heaviness in his words and nodded heavily.

Shi Yan smiled. Along the way, he had grown to be like this little guy.

Carwyn is a child who is quiet most of the time, but his personality is so stubborn that he is almost stubborn. But once he promises something, he will definitely do it.

Jarl looked slightly surprised and said, "I've known you for twenty years, and I've never seen you smile so many times!"

When he stood up, Gregory had a straight face and became expressionless, saying, "How can I laugh when I see you?"

The thick blue veins on Jarl's temples suddenly jumped a few times.

After a moment, the heavy-duty truck roared away, while Carwyn followed Jarl Hai and walked into the valley. The mountain road was rugged and narrow, and after walking for almost two hours, it seemed like there was no end at all.

Carwyn looked to both sides and suddenly saw a line of bloody characters on one side of the mountain wall: Welcome to hell!

Carwyn couldn't recognize these words completely, but his eyes seemed to be sucked and he couldn't move away. As he walked forward, he gradually turned his head until he could no longer see the big line of characters. Although the big characters were invisible, they were deeply imprinted on his young heart. Every stroke and every stroke was dripping with blood!

The sky is getting dark, and the valley is like a giant beast with its mouth open, waiting for Carwyn.

Only late at night did Carwyn realize that he was already in a place more terrifying than hell: the Underworld Training Camp.

The hands of the clock move to twelve o'clock. Most people should have fallen asleep at this time, but for the children in the Huangquan training camp, this is the beginning of a day of hell.

In a cold hall, Carwyn was crowded together with hundreds of children of similar sizes, listening to Jarl lecture.

Jarl walked back and forth in front of the group of children, stopping occasionally and scanning the crowd once or twice with his sinister eyes, "Here, you only need to remember three things. The first is to obey, and the second is to obey." , is to obey, and thirdly, is to obey! Here, the order will only be said once, and you only have one chance! Now, all stand against the wall, and no one is allowed to move or speak until there is a new order!"

A group of children jostled each other in confusion and stood against the wall. However, they did not wait for the next order.

Jarl strode out of the hall with his hands behind his back, and then closed the iron door with a bang.

The first ten minutes were spent in silence throughout the hall. But after another ten minutes, some of the restless children couldn't bear it anymore.

A little boy on Carwyn right looked at him and suddenly whispered: "My name is Liu Kai, and my family is doing business in Jianzhang Province. I heard that it is very scary here. Let's be friends in the future! My father said, two people It’s easier to live alone than alone.”

What Carwyn thought of at this moment was Gregory's parting words: You must listen to Jarl's words.

Jarl just said that you are not allowed to move or speak.

Seeing that Carwyn didn't respond, Liu Kai next to him didn't give up: "Hey! No one is looking at us! Can you at least tell me your name?"

Seeing Carwyn standing like a statue, not even moving a finger, Liu Kai muttered something helplessly.

Half an hour passed, and some children began to whisper to each other, while others swayed from side to side, flexing their legs and feet that were already a little sore from standing.

There was a sudden commotion in the corner of the hall. Several children started to argue over something unknown, and then they quickly started to wrestle with each other, rolling around and making a fuss.

The movement was already so loud, and the instructor did not appear to stop it, so the children became even more relaxed. After fighting for a while, the fighting children separated and returned to their original positions. At this time, more children started chatting and the hall gradually became noisy.

When the clock reached one o'clock, the iron door suddenly opened and Jarl strode in. Behind him, there was a group of fierce and ferocious men, each holding a whip in his hand.

The temperature in the hall dropped suddenly, and the children who had been having so much fun just now were all pale and trembling.

Jarl glanced at the whole audience with one eye and nodded: "Okay! Very good! Some are fighting and some are talking. I was originally worried that I would not leave a deep enough impression on you, but now I see that my worries are unnecessary!"

Jarl face suddenly darkened, he pointed at the children who had just participated in the fight and said, "Catch them out and tell others what will happen if they disobey the ban!"

This sentence sounded a bit strange. Many children were still confused, but some smart children suddenly understood something and were so scared that they almost collapsed to the ground.

The six children who were fighting were dragged to the center of the hall like chickens and stood in a row.

Jarl suddenly showed a ferocious smile and said: "Here, there is only one consequence for violating the prohibition, and that is...death!"

A big man held up a strange firearm and pointed it at one of the children. The thick muzzle of the gun could fit into a child's fist!

The muzzle of the gun suddenly emitted a thick red light, and the huge gunshot echoed in the closed hall, almost deafening people's ears!

A red light flashed, and the little boy's upper body disappeared, only his legs remained in place! Blood splashed more than ten meters and even sprayed on the opposite wall.

The big man showed a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, turned the muzzle of his gun, and pointed it at the next child.

The little boy who was originally a wild-looking boy finally panicked and shouted: "No! I don't want to die, my uncle is an imperial general! He..."

The gunfire roared again, interrupting the second half of his sentence.

"General of the Empire? Hehe, he is the son of the Marshal of the Empire. As long as he enters here and violates the ban, the consequences will be the same!" The big man sneered.

Gunshots continued to roar, and after six gunshots, the center of the hall was soaked red with blood and minced meat.

Jarl said at this time: "Now, the person who just spoke, stand up, take off your clothes, and then lie down! You are lucky, as long as three lashes will be considered as punishment. However, if anyone wants to deceive If I say so, the end will be the same as those six brats!"

The children looked at each other. Many of them walked tremblingly to the center of the hall, took off their clothes and lay down. There were less than twenty people still standing against the wall.

"Is there really no one left?"Jarl asked again.

The two children who were leaning against the wall came out tremblingly.

Jarl nodded and said, "You two, five lashes each!"

The two children's faces suddenly turned pale, but it was too late to regret.

Jarl suddenly stretched out his hand towards the four children standing against the wall, and his tone turned cold: "If you dare to lie to me, then go to hell."

The four crying children were dragged to the center of the hall, and then four deafening gunshots rang out.

In this way, on the first night at the Huangquan training camp, Carwyn understood most clearly what would happen if he violated the ban. Also on the first night, the number of new students in this batch suddenly decreased by one-tenth.

At three o'clock in the morning, Carwyn was driven into a large room with other children.

There were rows of bunk beds, and each child silently chose a bed and lay down to sleep. No one spoke, no one cried.

Carwyn lay down on his back according to his usual habit, but suddenly felt a sharp pain on his back and sat up.

The children's painful moans kept coming from the darkness, but they were obviously suppressing the volume.

Carwyn turned over and lay down on the bed carefully to avoid irritating the whip marks on his back.

Carwyn also received a whipping.

There were only eleven children who obeyed the order as strictly as he did. These eleven children received special treatment: they were only whipped once.

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