Chapter 162
Marie had a headache from anger and wished she could just rush into the army camp and strangle Darwin to
death right then and there.
Wasn’t it said that the phone was confiscated by the instructor? How could this person still have a phone to
post on Twitter?
This time, the whole internet thought that Darwin was going to win the best actor proudly, but the problem
was, Darwin was still in the army camp “cultivating” himself. It would be good enough if he could play the role
of Jansen without being scolded, let alone win the best actor. Even Marie thought it was too baseless.
Over on Sasha’s side, there was no impact at all. After the opening ceremony, Sasha smoothly joined the
production team. Aubree also went to the production team to ensure that the script could be successfully
filmed.
Marie suddenly found herself with some free time, realized that it was about time, and decided to go pick up.
Darwin.
However, when Marie looked at Darwin, she knew that he still hadn’t understood what camaraderie really
was.
What could be done to make Darwin truly understand Jansen’s pain and guilt? The kind of regret that if only
they had been stronger, their teammate wouldn’t have died?
Marie racked her brains, but other than throwing Darwin into the army camp, she really couldn’t think of
anything else.
Dennis glanced at her and said helplessly, “In a couple of days, there will be a military drill over there. If you
don’t pick him up today, he’ll be able to make it just in time.”
“Drill? What drill?” Marie asked.
Dennis pulled out some materials for her to look at and said, “It was a realistic drill conducted without prior
notice to train the new recruits’ responsiveness. It can also be considered their final exam after a period of
training.”
Marie suddenly came up with an idea and looked at Dennis, “What do you think, if Darwin participated in this
simulated drill and saw his comrades fall, would he be able to inhabit his role better?”
Dennis nodded, “It’s quite possible. After all, many actors try to experience life firsthand in order to inhabit their role. Once Darwin experiences it, he’ll know.”
However, Marie hesitated a bit, “Would this be too cruel to him? Watching his comrades die, that kind of feeling…”
“Marie, this is just a drill, no one will die, every training soldier has to participate, it’s just that Darwin is a transfer student,” Dennis comforted her.
Marie nodded, “All right then, let’s wait until the drill is over and then bring Darwin back.”
Darwin was still sitting in the dormitory, waiting for Marie to send a car to pick him up. He calculated the
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days, and figured that that day should be the day.
Suddenly, an alarm sounded outside. Darwin made a noise and sat up in bed, not moving. He thought it was
just a fake drill, and since he was about to leave, he didn’t want to play along with them.
However, the alarm kept ringing, unlike the previous times when it would stop after a few rings to wake them
Someone was running in the hallway, another person rushed into Darwin’s dormitory and pulled him out,
while someone else shouted that it was not a drill as they ran towards the back hill.
Darwin, with a confused look on his face, was dragged out and crouched behind a tree on the back hill. Next.
to him was the tanned man from last time. Darwin asked, “What are we doing this time?”
The man, looking confused, shook his head and said, “I don’t know. I just heard someone say it wasn’t a drill and told us to run. I grabbed a gun and ran.”
Darwin leaned against the tree trunk, a blade of grass in his mouth, and said slovenly, “Come on, it’s probably just another trick to deceive people.”
The man also leaned against it and said, “Who cares, let’s just stay here and not move.”
Darwin followed him and sat there for almost half an hour. Just when he was getting bored, he suddenly heard a gunshot.
Darwin and the man both shuddered, as before, the drill didn’t actually involve shooting guns!
The two people looked at each other, making sure they hadn’t misheard, and said with a bewildered
expression, “It can’t be true, can it?”
Darwin was almost in tears. Was Marie trying to kill him? They had agreed it was just a crash course in training, so why did it turn into a real fight?
The man was also a bit scared and said, “I heard there’s a terrorist group causing trouble around here these days, could it be them?”
Darwin was even more dumbfounded, “Holy crap, could I really be this unlucky?”
Darwin pulled the man back a little and said, “Then let’s not go out, shall we wait and see if someone comes
to rescue us?”
The man glanced at him and said, “What are you talking about? We are soldiers, who else could be better at saving us than ourselves?”
Darwin muttered, “I’m not a soldier…”
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out, this time accompanied by a scream. The two people were now completely convinced that this was definitely not a drill.
Darwin pulled him back and said, “Don’t go out now! Isn’t it dangerous to go out at this time? We don’t even
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know how many people are out there. Let’s wait until it gets dark and then go explore!*
The man thought for a moment, agreed with what Darwin said, and followed him to the bushes by the tree.
He lay down and remained motionless.
Gradually, the sky had darkened, and just now, there were a few more screams. If they continued to fight like this, everyone on their side would be killed.
The man became a bit anxious and said, “It’s already dark! I’ll go take a look around and see what’s going on.”
Darwin shrank his neck and didn’t move. He wasn’t from around here; he was the youngest son of the Robert family, a heartthrob idol in the entertainment industry. He wanted to return to his dazzling life and didn’t want
to die in this desolate, uninhabited place.
The man glanced at him, smiled, patted his shoulder, and said, “Darwin, I know you’re different from us. When you go back, focus on acting in movies, and remember to give me an autograph!”
The man threw the gun to Darwin and said, “I’m going out for a bit, I’ll be back soon.”
Before Darwin could answer, the man disappeared into the woods. The darkness of the night made it difficult
for Darwin to see him quickly.
Darwin was somewhat annoyed because he didn’t even know the man’s name. It seemed his last name was
Buckley, and everyone called him Buck. Before leaving, he said a bunch of moving words, but what was the
point of that!
After nearly 20 minutes, Darwin suddenly heard footsteps. He quietly raised his eyes while lying on the ground and saw a person wearing camouflage clothing, with a black cloth covering their face, and holding a gun, cautiously walking forward.
Darwin shrank back, not daring to move, thinking to himself, could this really be a terrorist group?
From the side, Buck was walking back stealthily, and Darwin shuddered inwardly. If this continued, wouldn’t
they collide head-on?
Darwin held a small pistol in his hand. If he were to stand up and shoot now, the man might be able to kill him with a burst of gunfire before he even stood up, after all, he had a pistol while the other person had a
submachine gun.
If he hadn’t gotten up, Buck would have crashed straight into him..
Darwin hesitated, still not getting up. Suddenly, there was a loud gunshot. Darwin was startled, and the man’s gun was smoking. Buck staggered and fell to the ground.
Darwin’s mind went buzzing. In his life, he had never experienced such a sad parting due to death. It was natural for people to go through birth, aging, sickness, and death, but how could someone just die so
suddenly?
In that instant, the experiences of more than half a month flooded into my mind like a torrent of water bursting through a dam.
Buck joked about his poor shooting performance, raced with him, competed with him for food, helped him
clean, and cheerfully discussed which female celebrities had the best figures…
In just half a month, how could there be so many memories, as if they were about to overwhelm his will.
Darwin suddenly stood up and fired at the person in camouflage. The person staggered and fell to the ground. Darwin threw the gun and frantically ran to Buck’s side. Seeing the pool of blood on his chest, he didn’t dare to touch him.
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