The September wind carried the last bit of late summer heat and rolled over the gold-gilded name stone of the National University of Defense Technology. I clutched the sweaty admission notice, my throat
The knot rolled up - it was the first time in my life that I was so close to the word "soldier". The line of my trousers was straighter than the military posture, and I even breathed deliberately softly.
He was afraid of disturbing the place where steel guns and horns were hidden inside the school gate.
"Let the freshmen go this way -" the senior in training uniform waved a small red flag, his voice filled with the unique smell of grass clippings on the playground. I just followed
As I stepped through the threshold, I suddenly felt a chill on the back of my neck. Two iron-like hands gripped my arm with such force that it felt like they were crushing the bones.
"Who?!" I struggled hard, but my wrist was cut back. I looked up and bumped into two expressionless faces - the brim of the camouflage hat was pushed extremely low, covering
Only his chin was straight and straight, and the "Instructor" logo on his epaulettes looked like two pieces of ice.
"Don't move." The instructor's voice on the left was deeper than the autumn wind, and his other hand had already covered my mouth. I wanted to shout, but only a muffled groan came out of my throat, and my eyes opened
I watched the freshmen around me walking in still chatting and laughing. No one noticed that I was being dragged to the apron on the east side of the school gate. The roar of the rotor
The sound got closer and closer, blowing my hair to my face. The shadow of the helicopter was like a huge black bird of prey, casting a dizzying sound on the ground.
"Go up." The instructor almost pushed me up the gangway. I stumbled into the cabin and before I could sit firmly, the cabin door slammed shut, cutting off the outside.
The hustle and bustle. The communicator rang suddenly, the cold electronic sound without a trace of warmth, like a scalpel against the skin: "Welcome to the dark side."
Blade selection begins now. "
