[APH Luzhong Miying Duyi] Seamless Flower

The boy has been at "Swamp Camp" for a month, and he already knows the discipline here like the back of his hand—

Every morning at 5 o'clock, get up, wash.

At 5:10, go to the playground to run 3 laps in the morning, do exercises for [-] minutes, and those who are late will run an additional [-] laps.

6:10 sharp, two [-]-minute breakfast time.There should be no leftovers of food, including water.

From 6:20 to 11:50, keep the class status. The courses include German, English, French, code analysis, physical calculation, gunpowder chemistry, human body structure, military geography, first aid technology, field survival knowledge, firearm operation theory, etc. .A small test is done every three days, and those who fail are fined to run ten laps.This is followed by a 10-minute lunch break.

At 12:10, a 10-minute nap time begins.

At 12:40, get up, go to the reading room 5 minutes later and read for 35 minutes.

At 13:20, gather at the playground for physical training. According to children with different physiques and different positions, the training content is divided into physical foundation enhancement, body part enhancement, actual weapon operation, shooting practice, double combat, multi-person combat, etc. The training continues At 16:30, the children were able to go to the infirmary to rest for a while.

At that time, the infirmary will be full of children in front and back. They stretch out their arms to the doctor wearing a mask, let the large needle inject some kind of liquid medicine into their body, and then walk away yawning and rolling their eyes as usual. Another doctor took the pills there.

The composition of the medicine is unknown, and the reason for the medicine is unknown. From the time they entered the camp, the young soldiers were only ordered to take these medicines every day.

After taking the medicine, the children must rush to the playground to practice double fighting. Those who win can go to eat, and those who lose must stay and continue to practice.The last person left may have nothing to eat when they go to the cafeteria.

What's creepy is that during the children's fight, the instructors and doctors would gather to watch intently, especially the doctor, who was always scribbling in his notebook, and his curious eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses seemed to be observing rare animals. Forcing kids to be unable to give water to their friends.Those who were preparing to play could still hear the group of Germans whispering, "No. 7 has become stronger", "No. 56 can't hold on", "Give me No. 10".

The boy of yellow race known as "No. 10" tensed up. After playing, he accidentally made a few mistakes and caused his opponent to overturn him. He wiped his mouth and gave up.He performed mediocrely in the next few fights, and won his first victory in the middle of the fight. He quit the game and went to the cafeteria.

17:37.The boy glanced at the playground clock.

It has been an hour since the injection time.

From the playground to the cafeteria, he must pass through the confinement room. The boy turned a blind eye to the boxy black box-like building and went straight to the cafeteria.

According to his observation, each person's food is in different portions, which is used to control weight, so the instructor does not allow them to have leftovers or exchange food.There are still extra dishes in the back kitchen, which are reserved for some children who have cigarettes. The amount should not be too much, and it is easy to be discovered. At that time, even the cooks will be punished, and the punisher is naturally the immediate chief here.

There is a battalion commander in the Mashu camp, and that person's name is Nicholas or something, and he is called "Satan" among the children, which shows how terrifying he is.I heard that the guy was haunted, always stared at some kid eerily, and then took that kid away for good one day—on the battlefield?killed?No one knows the whereabouts of the child.Thus, Nicholas became "Satan".

At 6:10, the children returned to the classroom and listened to the instructor's explanation of the war situation and current affairs for an hour and a half.

At 7:40, self-study for one hour.

At 8:40, Hooked Nose personally came to play the video tape of the Führer's speech, led the children of each team to stand up and swear loyalty to the Führer, saluted the head of the Führer and the national flag, and shouted "Long Live" twenty times in a deafening voice, sometimes To applaud, whoever stops first will be punished, so the children reached a subtle tacit understanding of rhythm.

The boy wanted to gag every time he did something like this, he knew he was being brainwashed filthily.Fortunately, he still maintained his sanity, and some other children who lost their hearts were sad.

At 9 o'clock, I left the classroom and ran ten laps at night.

At 9:35, I went back to the dormitory for ten people to sleep.

"Swamp Camp" training was too stressful, with anxiety and tension overwhelming each child's head. It wasn't until lying on the bed that the boy was able to think clearly for the first time in a day——

For example, why is he here.

This matter is very simple to say, he was only sold to someone else for the fourth time.As long as he can remember, he has been in the hands of various adults, who are yellow and white.Some people bought him to perform acrobatics, and some people bought him to be a servant. After he was beaten and scolded, he liked to run away. In the end, no one left him as a naughty man, and he drifted to this western country called "Germany". The Mashu camp of the country.

The boy should be from the far east, where all the yellow races come from, but unfortunately he doesn't remember anything.Because of his complexion, he suffered a lot, and many people called him strange and tricky words like "yellow pig".

The boy seems to have parents, and he was sold by his parents.His parents gave him a name, which was pronounced "wangyao", but he didn't know what it meant or how to write it.

The boy hated "Swamp Camp". Although there was food, beds, and even a bath once a week, and the labor was acceptable, this was not home.This group of Nazi soldiers trained them as soldiers, and one day they would be thrown into the battlefield to be pierced by bullets, bombed to pieces, captured by the Union Army, and stoned to death by angry people.In the past few years, the boy has seen too many soldiers who died tragically.

The people here are also disgusting, stupid and rude, and today there are people fighting in the cafeteria.Out of concern for human life and unwillingness to be imprisoned, the boy reported to the hook-nosed instructor, and then someone said that his eyes would be blown out by Ilya Braginsky.

It was almost 10 o'clock, and there was a sound of snoring in the dormitory. The boy Wang Yao was sleepy and fell asleep.

A week later, Alfred was "released after serving his sentence".Ilya, who was more violent, continued to stay in the confinement room, which made Arthur feel much more at ease.

Without further ado, Arthur immediately began to prepare for revenge against Ilya. He had a vicious plan in his mind, which was comparable to the Trojan horse plan and Hamlet's revenge plan. Ilya would either perish or lose all face.God bless!

During lunch in the afternoon, Arthur took Alfred and sat across from Francis. Francis had an intuition that something was wrong. Later, Arthur took two packs of cigarettes and asked him for something: "Hey, bearded bastard, the last time I borrowed Return yours to you, add another pack, and you give me that."

"What "that"? Francis touched his newly unshaven chin inexplicably.

"Don't be stupid, you must have that on you. Didn't you say that you go outside the wall every night to date your little German lover? Give me one of your brother's hats."

"Pfft!" Francis reacted suddenly, slamming the table with one hand and covering his mouth with one hand until he suffocated, almost knocking over the soup bowl, and the instructors watching them frowned.

Alfred looked curiously at Francis, who was deformed from laughing, and Arthur, who looked very pale, and asked, "What hat?"

Arthur replied in seconds: "This has nothing to do with you, you go eat your meal."

"Arthur, you treat me like a child again!" Alfred ate his meal in displeasure.

After a long time, Francis finally calmed down, his face was still flushed with a smile, a strand of soft blond hair floated in front of his eyebrows, and his beautiful blue eyes squeezed out some malicious shapes.He gasped and said, "What? Who do you have a crush on with thick eyebrows? A man or a woman? I never thought you would have today... Aww!"

Arthur kicked Francis' calf severely under the table, and let out a threatening curse from his throat: "Fuck you, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring it here!"

Francis graciously maintained his demeanor and gave the things to Arthur: "You are so lucky, brother, this is the last one I have left, and it has been kept since entering the camp until now."

Arthur tucked things into his belt with a blushing face and muttered, "Oh, you still said you went out every night to find beauties..."

"Of course it's a joke, who can escape from the swamp camp?" Francis said calmly.

Francis was 15 years old, an old man at Camp Swamp.He watched his former companions disappear one after another, or were taken away by "Satan" or beaten to death for escaping and hanged for public display, leaving him alone in this swamp.He didn't understand why "Satan" hadn't come to take him away. What was the value of him staying here?

The big tree in front of the air vent of the confinement room hung the dead body of his good brother two years ago.He can still see his brothers waving at him.

It's ridiculous.Francis shook his head, and the two little guys in front of him were alive and kicking.

Another week later, Ilya was finally out of the confinement room.

The first thing Ilya did after coming out was to grab Felix, who was assembling guns under the shade of the playground tree, to the corner while the instructor was not paying attention, and grabbed him by the collar and forced him to ask, "Who is suing?"

"Cough... there is something wrong with you..." Felix was pinched enough by him, his face was ugly, and he said in German with a strange accent, "How do I know about that kind of thing?"

Torris, who followed to the corner, tried to dissuade Ilya in a dilemma: "Mr. Ilya, please stop... Felix..." He almost called everyone Mr.

"Stop pretending, you were watching the good show, right?" The more angry Ilya was, the more she kept smiling, which made people shudder.Felix was cornered and shouted: "I know, I know, it's the little black-haired little man!"

"Honda?"

"No, it's the new one. He's like a dumb guy. Who knows what his name is. He's from 204. You can figure it out." Although threatened, Felix still couldn't get over his awkward conversation. He pointed to a boy of yellow race lying on the ground practicing sniping on the playground.

Wang Yao's black eyes glowed golden in the sunlight, he stared intently at the sniper scope, and ignored the sweat dripping on his forehead and face.The ten-year-old boy has a very slender figure, and his bare, slender arms look fragile, but he is holding a dark sniper rifle, and his little hand pulls the trigger steadily. The target 300 meters away hits three seven rings and one eight. Huan, not a bad result.

Ilya narrowed his eyes and let go of Felix.

He has an impression of this person, the number 2 is the kid with perfect scores in gun operation theory of the 10nd team.Well, he remembered the No. 10 boy who could play with guns.

The author has something to say: The boy went astray and was threatened to blow his eyes!Britain, France and the United States gathered together to stage a conspiracy drama—and see the next episode of "The Infernal Affairs".