The man coldly tempered Su Man without saying anything more, but just walked onto the podium to start the professor of today's theory class.

Su Man lay on the table a little listless, not because she pretended to be so eye-catching, but because the man's teaching content was far less easy to understand than his captain's professor, nor was he more comprehensive and meticulous than his captain's professor.

Su Man's spiritual sense, who wanted Huo Yanting, flashed into the space again and confirmed that Huo Yanting and Di Wuye had no problems in life, then flashed out of the space lazily again, lay on the table and continued to die.

"May I ask, how many missiles can the J-type fighter carry?" the man asked.

The voices of the special forces below were loud and answered neatly: "The maximum load is 10."

"whispering sound!"

An inappropriate voice was made in the crowd.

Everyone turned their eyes to Su Man, the origin of the sound.

Su Man looked around, then met the man's eyes, and continued to "bang" without changing his face.

The man frowned slightly and said coldly: "What, Su Mu, do you have different opinions?"

Su Man nodded: "Of course."

"Stand up and talk," the man said.

Su Man stood up slowly without any hesitation, looking around with his phoenix eyebrows: "It should be 11."

"Tsk..." There were voices that were disagreeable in the classroom, "It can only be loaded with 10 pieces. Are you listening carefully in class?"

"Oh? Is that right?" Su Man raised his eyebrows and sneered, "When all the 10 guides loaded are exhausted, your fighter is the last missile (aircraft). Don't think of becoming a space warrior without the awareness of dying together!"

This sentence exploded like a thunder in the ground. Everyone, including that man, stared at "Su Mu" for a moment, and the coward "Su Mu" who was the least motivated soldier in the team who wanted to escape every day.

Su Man sat down without caring about these people's chin-like expressions.

The man looked at "Su Mu" meaningfully, and then said coldly for a while: "Su Mu said very well just now. I believe he has reflected carefully in the lockdown room."

After a brief pause, he continued, "Ge Liang, take Su Mu to the cafeteria for dinner after class, and then continue to be confined."

"Yes!" Ge Liang responded.

After the theory class, Ge Liang took Su Man to the cafeteria.

As soon as the two arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, they were surrounded by a group of people: "Su Mu, you can do it!"

"You don't know anything and you're so embarrassed to talk to us about dying together!"

“…”

The shouts and sarcasm continued: "Space Marine, warrior, you must first pass the test. Is this small piece of paper okay? I just ask you, can you?"

Su Man looked at the person who was provoking trouble and said this with indifferent expression, and said with a sarcastic lips: "This is what you said."

After the words came, the fists and feet arrived.

No one expected that "Su Mu", who had always been cowardly and incompetent, would instantly raise his kick and kick the person away.

Everyone: "..."

"Okay, Su Mu!"

"Brothers come together!"

"It's not unfair to die at anyone's hands, but you can't die at Su Mu's hands!"

With a shout, the people who were originally surrounded by Su Man gathered towards her again.

Su Man raised her cold lips and said, "Are you going to fight alone or join together? Forget it, let's go together!"

From last night to now, Su Man felt that she could not find too much information, so she didn't want to stay here and was cynical and wasted time.
Chapter completed!