Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Chapter 704: Survival in the Vanguard

There will be two hours of military training after dinner, and then the vanguard soldiers will have a rare free time. The officers will leave the barracks and will not come back until tomorrow morning.

The management system of the vanguard army was very different from that of the regular army. The canteen, dormitory and even bathhouse did not distinguish between men and women. In addition, life was depressing and there was no hope at all. All these factors directly led to the corruption in the military camp at night.

This is hell for pure girls and paradise for fallen prostitutes. Even handsome men have to be careful and must not bend down to pick up the soap when taking a bath.

To prevent accidents, all the soldiers of the Vanguard Army underwent permanent sterilization surgery. This technology, which was originally used against orcs, was put to good use here.

It has been more than a year since Moose came to the Vanguard. He was originally a glorious knight, but he could not stand the evil deeds of the local lord's son and cursed him out loud.

What followed was the same old story: Mus was framed, his family was destroyed, and he was finally sent to the border army and became a member of the vanguard.

This is not a particularly tragic story. There are many people who are more miserable than Mus. Those in the vanguard army are all abandoned by fate. No one will be merciful enough to sympathize with Mus, but will only laugh at and ridicule him.

Unlike most of the pioneer soldiers, Muss still has an ambitious heart. He is always the most active one in military training and ranks among the best in various assessments.

Moose has no extraordinary talent, he only has a passion and a willpower beyond ordinary people.

This made Moose out of place in the vanguard. He was like a tough little grass in a smelly cesspool, growing tenaciously in the filth and corruption, even though he could never get out of the cesspool and even though he was destined to be drowned.

After finishing the night's military training, Moose dragged his tired body to the bathhouse to take a bath.

Although he has been here for more than a year, Moose has no friends. Not only that, due to his serious and ambitious personality, many people dislike him.

But Moose didn't care about what others thought. He had long been accustomed to struggling alone. Tonight he was taking a bath alone in the corner of the bathhouse, away from the hustle and bustle.

The heating magic stone in the corner was broken, and the dozen or so shower heads nearby only produced cold water, so almost no one came to this area. Only Moose would take a cold bath here, enjoying the rare peace and quiet.

But soon, this peace was broken. A dozen burly men surrounded Mus, with cruel smiles on their ugly faces. Each of them held a piece of glass wrapped in rags in his hand. It was a simple knife, very sharp.

Moose frowned, but did not run away. He continued to take a bath calmly.

The reason is very simple. He has been surrounded and blocked from all directions. Instead of running away in panic and showing his cowardice, it is better to stay where he is and show confidence. This way, he may still have a chance of survival.

In more than a year of brutal life in the Vanguard Army, Moose deeply understood one truth: only ruthless people can live comfortably, while weak and cowardly people will suffer even from breathing!

"What's the matter?" Moose said in a steady tone with a cold expression.

"Haha," a two-meter-tall bald man laughed jokingly, looked at the unarmed Moose and shook his head, "You are still as arrogant as ever. When you crushed my cousin's leg bones, did you ever think about the outcome today?"

Hearing this, Moose shook his head and chuckled, "So you're here to seek revenge, then where are you guys?"

Moose turned his head and looked at the other men around him, saying intriguingly: "You don't have to stand up for others. If you get injured, you will fall behind in tomorrow's military training. The instructor's whip will not be pleasant!"

Hearing the instructor's whip, all the men around who had fierce looks on their faces shuddered subconsciously. Garen's cruelty was deeply rooted in people's hearts. He had killed many people in just a few weeks. No matter whether they were men, women, young or old, as long as they dared to slack off during military training, they would be whipped if they disagreed!

Seeing the other people's expressions wavering, the bald man shouted, "Don't listen to this kid's bluffing. So many of us are armed, and he is just an unarmed person. If we all attack together, we can easily kill him without any injury..."

However, before the bald man could finish his words, Moose moved. He quickly turned around and kicked the bald man in the crotch with such force that the bald man's body weighing hundreds of pounds was even lifted into the air, and soon he fell heavily to the ground.

For a moment, wailing sounds of agony filled the bathing pool, so shrill that the onlookers were stunned and felt their bodies tense.

People who often break their balls know that a bald man is ruined and has forever lost the qualification to experience happiness as a man.

Moose had no intention of letting the bald man go. While everyone was stunned, he picked up a simple knife on the ground, then jumped to the bald man and cut his carotid artery extremely quickly and accurately.

Not only that, Moose even used his hands to pry open the wound on the neck, and directly twisted the bald man's neck as he struggled violently. Then he stood up and kicked the broken neck hard with his foot, directly separating the man's head.

Warm blood gushed out regularly from the bald man's neck, and Moose's whole body was bathed in blood. Then he picked up the head from the ground and looked back at the other dozen men with an indifferent expression, like a Shura from hell.

"Now, I also have a weapon in my hand. Although I still can't beat you, I can at least kill one or two of you. If you insist on killing me for the grudges of others, go ahead and try!"

Mus was full of fighting spirit, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the headless corpse on the ground that was still gushing blood. They were all frightened and soon dispersed. No one wanted to get into trouble with Mus.

The bald man is already dead, there is no need for them to fight anymore. If they get injured accidentally, it will affect tomorrow's military training. The drill sergeant's whip is no joke.

In the vanguard camp, the soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of those who are not afraid of death. Mus's state just now was completely ready to fight for his life. If it were not for a blood feud, anyone who saw him would have avoided him.

Seeing the dozen or so men walking away, Moose finally breathed a sigh of relief. He came to the shower head, and the cold shower water kept washing away the blood stains on his body, revealing his strong and muscular body.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, water splashed, and someone was approaching.

Moose immediately turned his head and looked. The adrenaline that had just been aroused had not yet subsided, and Moose was still in a fighting state.

The person who came was a young woman with a graceful figure and an ordinary face. Seeing this, Mus frowned and quickly turned his head away from looking at the woman.

But unfortunately, the little Moose below him still reacted. In just three seconds, his penis was raised high, and it was obvious that he was ready for battle.

"What are you here for?"

Facing Moose's cold question, the woman just smiled gently, then pressed her body tightly against his back and said in a charming tone: "You are tired and need to relax. I can help you."

They were in the bathroom at the time, and both men and women were naked. Feeling the soft touch on his back, the hot-blooded Muss couldn't help himself and turned around to kill the woman on the spot.

"Jasmine, you asked for this!"

"Haha, I'd love to..."

In the dark life of the military camp, Jasmine is the only light for Moose.

The relationship between the two is very simple, it is a purely physical relationship. They basically don't say hello when they meet on weekdays, and they only have physical contact when they are bathing or sleeping.

The two had never discussed their origins and only knew each other's names.

But despite this, after repeated physical contact, the two people's hearts became closer and their bond became tighter.