Blackstone Code Chapter 1011: Frontline
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In the room, two champion bodybuilding champions are teaching these new students how to properly help others get fit.
It's a bit of a mouthful, but to put it simply, it's how people can use equipment in the gym to get a better fitness effect.
At this time, people who have money to go to the gym are not poor, at least they are middle class, they have the need for fitness, or they attach great importance to health management.
They don't care about some small money, such as the monthly fitness fee of three to five hundred or even thousands, what they need is to see the results.
Men want to be stronger, women want to be slimmer, not have more muscle when they lose weight, these are all content with a certain amount of professional knowledge, the average person does not have training, it is true You can't be a fitness trainer.
Wood sits in one of the positions, holding a notebook and pen, taking notes seriously.
He has never been in contact with these things, so he is very serious, and three thousand yuan... is not a small sum of money, and it really hurts to spend this money.
If it wasn't for his blind trust in Lynch, he wouldn't have done such a stupid thing.
He talked about it with his colleagues, but no one came with him, partly because they had very limited money in their pockets after the lack of a source of income.
Spend a little less and spend another three thousand dollars, which may make their financial situation worse.
So in the end, Wood was the only one sitting here, quietly in class.
For this "student" who took the class seriously, the champion coach also felt something called "respect". If there is any need for the cooperation of the students, most of them will let Wood come up to cooperate, so that he can have more experience.
Don't think that exercising in front of other people is a very embarrassing thing, this kind of opportunity is actually very rare, and ordinary people can't ask these bodybuilding champions to teach one-on-one.
Just when Wood was so enthusiastic about the new course that he ignored those colleagues, the federal military industry also reached a cooperation agreement with Lynch.
Not much content, and overall leaning on Lynch's side.
If the military-industrial groups like them take the initiative to initiate military operations to test weapons, then they will bear all the costs.
If it wasn't for them to initiate, for example, the military operation that happened when "Sanchez" hired Blackstone Security, if they wanted to test their weapons and equipment, they would have to pay between 250,000 and 1 million Varying fees.
And if it's because the weapons they send to the front line have serious design flaws, even if the front line replaces the weapon after only one battle, they will have to pay in full.
Without much hesitation, the Military Industry Group signed a mutually beneficial agreement with Lynch.
Their first experimental weapons were also delivered to the riverside city.
As soon as it was dawn, Ryan sat up slowly, clutching his waist, then slowly moved his legs and put them on the ground.
Wearing slippers, he stood up slowly and walked outside.
He was lucky and got medical treatment when he was about to die. The doctor found him and gave him a blood transfusion in time according to the dog tag on his neck, which saved his life.
After the wound was sutured again, the blood loss basically stopped. He can now move at a slow speed in a small area, but it is still not acceptable to participate in battles.
He felt very fortunate that he was able to save his life. He thought he would die, and that was exactly what happened at the time.
But in the end he survived.
The sun shines through the gaps between the leaves and falls on his face mottled. He looks at the busy scene of the camp and the new faces with some curiosity.
"The support is here?", he asked casually, looking for a guy who was sitting at the door basking in the sun with one missing leg.
Marillo is located in the north of the Federation, which is closer to the frigid zone, so when the weather in the Federation has not completely cooled down, the temperature here has dropped significantly.
Bathing in the sun has become a very comfortable thing. The warm sunlight falling on people's body will make people feel lazy all over their body. They want to find a place to lie down and have a good sleep. Sleep.
The soldier who lost a leg nodded, "A thousand more people came. It is said that they just came from Amelia. We lost a lot in this battle."
Ryan heard that more than 300 people died this time, and it was hard for him to accept the number, but this is what happened.
It also made him understand what his squad leader said, no one is innocent in war.
Everyone has their own position and decision, they are not angels, they are not messengers of justice who came to save the people living here in suffering, they are just invaders.
This is completely contrary to the knowledge he has acquired before. In the propaganda of the Federation, they always represent justice, even if they come to the territory of Mariro, it is to help the people at the bottom of the society get rid of poverty and tyranny of warlords rule.
After going through so much, he suddenly realized that it was just a lie to the people in the country.
They are the invaders, who came here from a country that has nothing to do with here, and then killed the locals here. Isn't this an act of invasion?
He just thought it was a kind of "help" before, and looking back now, he was so **** ridiculous.
He glanced at the soldier with the missing leg next to him, "What's wrong with your leg?"
The soldier didn't seem to care at all, smoking a cigarette and shrugging his shoulders, "They made a trap and my knees were crushed by the traps."
"The doctor told me that my calf could not be saved, and the bones of my thigh were partly damaged, so I cut it a little higher."
Ryan was silent for a while, "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."
The soldier with one missing leg didn't seem to really care, "It's okay, it's probably a good thing for me, as long as my wound doesn't get inflamed for the next two weeks, I can go back to the Federation ."
The temperature in Mariro is dropping very fast now, and the low temperature will help the recovery of the wound to some extent, at least it will not be so prone to inflammation.
He said indifferent words, but his expression was still a little quiet, "But don't worry, the company won't fire me."
"I might go to a base as an instructor, or set me up for something I can do, sometimes it's more human than the Department of Defense."
"If I were still in the Department of Defense, I would probably just retire and find my way out."
The two fell into silence again, and the Ministry of Defense did not really do well when it came to the placement of wounded soldiers.
But then again, disability means having a small workforce, and it's hard to bear for the Department of Defense if you keep paying those people's salaries.
If they opened the door, it would become more and more people, and it would eventually become an unbearable burden, so they didn't let it go from the beginning.
The soldier with one missing leg looked at Ryan, "How about you, will you go back?"
Ryan touched the injury on his waist, he was a little dazed, "I don't know, the doctor said that my injury will take about six months to heal, but the company did not say what I should do next. What, just keep me here."
While speaking, another group of trucks stopped in the warehouse area not far away, and then a lot of new equipment was removed from the trucks.
Ryan looked curious, "Are they going to farm here?"
The equipment looked like something that used pesticides for crops, like carrying an oil drum and a nozzle in his hand. He had seen farm implements, similar to this.
"I'll take a look...", he said and walked over slowly, at this time the designer of this weapon was explaining the function of these things to people.
"...It's called a high-pressure flamethrower, and it's mainly used to attack some dwellings." With the help of his assistant, the designer carried one of them on his back, walked to the edge of the camp, and found an empty house.
As people watch, he takes aim at one of the pieces, fires the muzzle, and pulls the trigger.
In an instant, a fire snake jumped out, and the black smoke that burned had a pungent smell. When he released the trigger, or the valve, the fire snake at the muzzle stopped.
But the room continued to burn, and his assistant then took a basin of water and poured it into it.
Not only did it not extinguish the flame, but it made it even more violent.
"In three seconds, the fuel that we shoot can last for about a minute. If there are other combustion aids, the burning time will be longer."
"If someone is hiding in some hard-to-reach room, it will make it easier for you to attack."
"As long as it's on fire, they'll come out!"
Ryan was amazed when he saw this flamethrower. He didn't expect such a powerful tool. Wouldn't it be great when fighting in the streets?
On second thought ~IndoMTL.com~ The person carrying this thing is probably carrying a bomb on his back, right?
In case someone shoots the fuel tank in the back...
On the way back, he saw some new gadgets, such as grenades in different shapes, and even incendiary bombs.
Seeing that the burning point has been burning after the detonation, and even things that have no support for combustion can continue to burn. Not only is Ryan not worried about the horror of these weapons, but whether they will cause casualties to innocent people, he is a little excited .
If you have these things, presumably the locals will not be as unfriendly as they used to be?
Only if he has been injured or fatally injured, can he understand the true meaning and beauty of life. Whoever wants him to lose his life, he will kill anyone!
At this time, the headquarters is arranging new operations. It is not enough to have two cities as sites. They plan to continue to go north and stop after laying down some sites.
At the same time, they also sent people to find the missing Isabella...