Chapter 504

Lin Li doesn't talk about feelings when training students, he is very serious.

There is a saying that if you want your life to be sleepless at night, singing every night, you only need to "born in 1996, African mixed race, love to go to comic exhibitions for photography, junior high school was a yellow-haired guy, high school was a sports student, university was a rapper, after graduation was a two-year compulsory soldier, became an instructor, eyes are pure, illiterate, born by mother, likes to sing 'But Snow~'".

Because this is a special attack on some girls with sexual brains, an over-standard hero who eats all version dividends.

One of the points reflected by this is that there are always some girls who like instructors during military training.

Although I don't know if there are such girls among the soldiers under his command, Lin Li feels that he still needs to try his best to avoid it and not have an affair with any student.

However, a warm reminder, worry is mutual. Instructors do need to be careful about female students falling in love with them, but male students also need to be careful about instructors staring at them.

Lin Li remembers very clearly that the instructor during the first year of junior high school military training always liked to say things like "As soon as I stand, you should be ready for your ass, instead of touching your penis after I finish speaking...".

At that time, I just thought it was normal and didn't find the clues.

It's just that he was too pure at that time. This is fucking instructor harassment!

Now let Lin Li cross back, he will definitely go to the sky and participate in this instructor who talks about yellow words!

I don't know if Nansang Academy does military training. It wasn't done when he entered the school.

In the remaining time, the last possible time point is probably the semester after the class is divided and a new class is formed, because it can be carried out on the grounds of running in new classmate relationships.

Lin Li used to resist military training because there was no benefit, but now it doesn't matter. After all, standing in military posture for a day now, there won't be much fatigue, and there is a probability of triggering some tasks, which is quite good.

Click.

While his heart was diverging from these things, he heard the sound of falling behind him. Lin Li turned his head and then frowned:

"Number 23! Why did you fall behind again!?"

"Others carry more weight than you and can keep up. You carry less weight, but you are not as good as them? Do you think this is appropriate!"

Lin Li's gaze looked at a zombie that fell to the ground with a bit of hatred for iron not becoming steel.

Really, others carry a head, a body, two legs, and two hands and can follow neatly, while this zombie only needs to carry a head, a body, a leg, and two hands. Obviously, the weight is less than others, but it is not as fast as other students.

Small fry! Really a small fry!

"Forget it, Number 24, man, you go and help Number 23.

Remember, the first principle of our Lin family army is 'never abandon, never give up'. We are a team, we must protect each other, we must fight side by side, we absolutely cannot let our teammates walk alone in the wind and rain! Everyone is a beloved partner!"

"Holy shit, why did you fall down too, small fry, you are also a small fry!"

"Number 25, Number 22, yes, just you two, go, kill Number 23 and Number 24.

Remember, the second principle of our Lin family army is 'don't raise idlers', and the third principle is 'when the second principle conflicts with the first principle, the second principle shall prevail', because waste is not human!"

At this moment, Lin Li was hanging a whistle around his neck, holding a megaphone with a slightly distorted sound in his hand, standing high-spirited on a slightly higher cement block, issuing orders to the zombies on the street who were attracted by his orders and gradually gathered.

Dozens of zombies, under Lin Li's instructions, stumbled and stiffly tried to execute the orders.

These dozens of zombies are obedient, but obedience is also unlikely.

After lining up, Lin Li easily gave them each a code name.

But the reason why it is said to be "disobedient" is because they cannot execute perfectly according to Lin Li's wishes.

Their judgment of height is very strange, so the queue is crooked. A high one might be stuck with a half-body one, and a short one might be a hunchback.

The so-called one-arm interval is even harder to hold back. This can't be blamed on them. After all, everyone's situation is different. They either have broken hands, or their hands can't be straightened, or they simply don't have the component of hands, so everyone's definition of one-arm distance is different.

It's even worse when walking. Originally, the differences between zombies were huge. Accidents like someone falling just now appeared frequently.

How to say it.

Although I don't want to admit it, judging from the quality of this army, the Lin family army is probably a puppet army.

If this is 800,000 fighting 600,000, the advantage is really not on my side.

Lin Li likes an ancient Chinese saying, those who know the current affairs are heroes—the quality of these guys is just like this, just play with it.

Just when Lin Li was appreciating the scene of Number 25 and Number 22 joining forces to clean up the portal, a louder roar and dragging footsteps came from the ruins corner in the distance.

A few new zombies were attracted by Lin Li's loud instructions just now and the biting movement here.

The leader was tall. Although his clothes were tattered, he could see that his muscles were still strong, but he was not a mutant. He should simply be a strong man before he died.

It saw Lin Li standing high at a glance. Because it was not within the range of 【Demon Breath】, and Lin Li didn't open his mouth, it let out a wild roar, its rotten mouth split open, revealing yellow and black teeth, took big steps, and rushed straight towards Lin Li.

The few ordinary zombies following it were also infected and joined the charge while roaring.

Lin Li was a little moved, because it was obvious at a glance that these were the righteous people who heard that the Lin family army was recruiting soldiers and came to join the team without hesitation!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Li raised the megaphone and shouted to the charging zombie group:

"Over there! Stand at attention!!!!!"

The strong zombie's body stiffened suddenly, and the running action froze instantly, as if it had been pressed the pause button.

Zombies don't follow biology, but they follow physics, so the huge inertia made it freeze in place with an extremely awkward posture, body leaning forward, one foot still raised in the air, almost falling directly.

The violent color in the turbid eyeballs faded rapidly, replaced by a kind of confused dullness.

The "followers" behind who also heard it stopped their steps in unison.

Lin Li nodded with satisfaction, jumped down from the cement block, carried his hands on his back, and walked to the group of new "thorns" with square steps, especially the strong zombie who was still maintaining the charging posture.

Walking around the strong zombie, looking up and down, Lin Li tapped the opponent's hard arm with the megaphone.

"Well, the physique is good, it doesn't look like dead muscle, was it a practitioner before death? It's a pity that the brain is not very easy to use, even dare to rush at the General," Lin Li tsked and shook his head, "But it doesn't matter! Our Lin family army has always been indiscriminate! Seeing that you are so energetic, you will be the vanguard officer in the future!"

Lin Li pointed at the strong zombie and announced loudly to the megaphone:

"Listen! Now give you a new code name! You are... Number 67!"

Because there was attrition along the way, there were definitely no 67 zombies on the scene, not to mention that the code names of 23 and 24 had just become vacant, but Lin Li did not intend to let the newcomers inherit the code names of the predecessors.

Because this would cause the zombies' already hard-to-use CPUs to overheat and the code to run wrong.

"Okay, Number 67, join the ranks! Stand at the head of the first row! You are the tallest!"

"And you guys," Lin Li pointed to other newly frozen zombies, "are Number 68, 69, 70 respectively! Join the ranks in order! Fill the team!"

Following the order, Number 67 stiffly put down his raised foot, tried to stand straight, and walked towards the head of the first row designated by Lin Li with heavy steps, one step at a time, in the expectant eyes of the instructor.

The tall body squeezed away the original head soldier, causing a small commotion and hoarse low humming in the queue.

Looking at his Lin family army that was constantly expanding, Lin Li couldn't help but feel a little gratified.

"Okay, you new recruits have just joined the army, no need to be too excited."

"Now, I will preach to you the core rules and noble main purpose of our Lin family army."

"First, let's give a demonstration,"

Lin Li's words paused here, then took a deep breath, his index finger pointing to the sky:

"The second floor must be built on the first floor!! Cultural workers must have culture!"

As soon as Lin Li finished speaking, except for the four new zombies who had just joined and were still a bit confused, the dozens of zombie veterans in the queue who had been trained by Lin Li instantly seemed to be pressed the same activation switch, and they saw them—