Zhao Li didn't know how he walked down the metal ladder. Anyway, when he came down, the lieutenant who had just come to pick him up was already standing not far away, silently, like a predator in the dark.

"Come here." Seeing Zhao Li appear, the lieutenant took him to the other side. This is the dormitory where he will live here in the future, with his other comrades. While Zhao Li was settled, the lieutenant held his military card and set permissions for him.

"Sir, what's the name?" Zhao Li would not miss the opportunity to meet his comrades. There were only two people at this time, so he naturally asked.

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Hao, I am a few years older than you, you can call me Brother Jiang." Although the name is casual, the tone seems a bit alienated, which makes Zhao Li very uncomfortable.

"This is your duty arrangement. I will take you to start on duty tomorrow. Today you can have a good day off." Jiang Hao's attitude towards Zhao Li is not good or bad. I don't know if the people inside are all in this relationship.

"Remember, I would like to remind you again that the criminals here are very dangerous. The accidents you hear in the training of recruits are not enough to describe the dangers of them. At any time, I mean that you should be vigilant no matter when, otherwise you will suffer the loss." Before leaving, Jiang Hao reminded him again, and Zhao Li thanked him before leaving.

This is the place where he will live for six years in the future. Zhao Li carefully looked at this place that was not much bigger than a pigeon cage. To be honest, it is probably a good treatment for everyone to live in a single room in such a place. However, this place is too monotonous. There is only one color in the whole room, that is, the color of metal, and there is no other embellishment at all.

Zhao Li absolutely believes that if you look at these for a long time, you will definitely have psychological problems. I don’t know if this is the prison arrangement or is specifically used to train people’s psychological qualities.

Jiang Hao and the old warden kept reminding him that the criminals here were very dangerous, and Zhao Li also felt a little more alert. It was not surprising that this was a serious prison for the military. Although he was curious and wanted to walk around, he thought of it as a highly vigilant prison and that he had no schedule to appear casually, which might cause unnecessary trouble. He simply gave up this idea, practiced the qigong obediently, and waited for his first duty tomorrow.

The combat skills have always been practicing, so when you have time to sit down, Zhao Li always practices basic physical fitness techniques. This is a habit that Zhao Li has developed recently.

When I woke up, it had almost three hours passed. At least two-thirds of the true qi I practiced in combat techniques these days was condensed by basic physical fitness techniques without any surprises.

Fortunately, there are two forces in the dantian, otherwise there would be problems with the warden's true qi examination today. But then again, what kind of true qi the old warden used was so domineering, but it did not hurt Zhao Li at all. Can such precise control really be achieved by humans?

What kind of martial arts is that? It is definitely not a combat martial arts that Zhao Li is familiar with. Zhao Li is absolutely sure of this. Although he dare not say that he has been immersed in combat martial arts for many years, he can still distinguish it from it if he is not a combat martial arts technique. Is there really a secret method passed down from martial arts families in this world?

In fact, this is easy to understand. After all, whether it is basic physical fitness or combat skills, it is just a few sets of popular skills created for the best promotion. Their characteristics are that they are simple functions, easy to learn, easy to master, and are most suitable for large-scale promotion. The source is certain secret martial arts. However, few ordinary people can only contact them.

After considering the martial arts of the old warden for a while, Zhao Li felt hungry. There was no way. From breakfast until now, he still had no rice. He first learned to fly, and then sailed for four hours. He came up and was pointed out by the old warden and came back to practice. He had no time to eat. It felt so hungry that he felt bad. Zhao Li regretted not enjoying some delicious food at the old warden. Not to mention how precious those things are, they can fill their stomachs no matter what, no matter how much they say, they can fill their stomachs!

Fortunately, there is also a management terminal in the room. After Zhao Li logged in with his military license number, he found that he could actually order food. Everything here is managed automatically, which is very convenient.

It was just the simplest food, but Zhao Li, who was extremely hungry, still felt that this was a rare and delicious dish. After a delicious meal, he practiced for a while and was exhausted. He began to look forward to what was the first time he really served, what was the vicious criminals he was about to see, thinking about it, and he was uneasy. As a last resort, he had to pass the rest of his time by relying on practicing martial arts.

Early in the morning, Zhao Li sorted himself out and waited for Jiang Hao to come and take him on duty. He had just passed the precautions for prison management during recruit training, and Jiang Hao had already come to knock on the door.

"Come here to collect equipment!" Without any nonsense, Jiang Hao took him directly to the equipment room. There was no one on duty here, it was completely electronic management. The military card was inserted, the fingerprint and voice-print iris were matched, and Zhao Li saw his equipment.

The enhanced police T-shaped crutch, Zhao Li's favorite and most proficient weapon, touching the brand new lines, Zhao Li seemed to have a sense of security. But what's strange is that there are no guns, what's going on?

"The use of firearms is prohibited here unless a last resort." Jiang Hao warned Zhao Li with a cold face: "Anyone of the guys inside is a gun master, and if you are not careful, you will have uncontrollable consequences."

Nowadays, criminals are all controlled by their true energy and can only use the simplest basic physical fitness technique. Without combat skills, they are generally not opponents of combat personnel. But things are unpredictable. The killing skills of these guys are not just based on combat skills. Be careful not to make a big mistake. Without guns and weapons, their chances will be much smaller.

With a nervous mood, Zhao Li followed Jiang Hao to the last gate leading to the prisoner's imprisonment area. Outside the door, Jiang Hao once again reminded Zhao Li: "No matter what scene you see, don't be confused by the superficial phenomena. The people who are detained here are the most dangerous criminals in the world."

Zhao Li nodded, but there was a layer of curiosity in his heart. Such an untiring advice seemed to be really terrifying. This was the first time he had seen the legendary terrorists. I wonder if they looked the same as him? Or were they all fierce and evil spirits all over their faces!

The automatically controlled metal door slowly opened, showing an extremely dangerous world in front of Zhao Li. However, just after taking a look, Zhao Li seemed to be shot by the legendary Medusa's gaze and stood there.

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