[Pseudo Criminal Minds]Gimmick Game

She especially missed the time when she followed Andrea and his teammates in Milanello, laughing and laughing out loud.There, no matter how big a joke she made, everyone would laugh it off, saying, "Although you are almost an adult, you will always be a little girl in our hearts"; afterwards, she apologized very seriously and would scare people.She really offended someone once or twice, as long as Andrea took her to apologize to others, the matter would be over.Milanello is her home, where she is really pampered like a little princess.But precisely because of Neilo's long stay, all the people she came into contact with were from the generation of uncles and fathers, so she naturally lacked contact with her peers.After losing Andrea's protection and recommendation, she was not used to being in contact with other people.With her new roommates, she didn't know how to bring up the conversation—was it talking about counterattacks and Christmas tree formations with them?Apart from this, she seems to know nothing!

"Lucia, hurry up! We're going to be late!" Some roommate urged her at the door.

"Right now!" Finally, she patted the sheets, and she and her roommate—ah, it seems to be called Rosa—sprinted to the training ground together.

The next thing is very simple, just one word: run.

Fast running, jogging, long-distance running, sprinting, relay running, obstacle running; running in water, mud, grass, and sand; running upstairs and downstairs; running to eat and class; Warm up is running, formal training is running, and after training, cool down or run...

Lucia deeply felt that she covered more miles in the six weeks of the preparatory camp than the horse team covered in San Siro.Now let her face the baby face of Nino Cannavaro, the captain of the Fiat Jeepry training squadron next to the team when she was running. She has no complex panic, anger and contempt at all. She only has one left eye." "Sleep" has a word "jue" in the right eye.As for the psychological tests and interviews that are often conducted, she has no impression at all.

The full days of getting up-run-eat-run-eat-eat-run-eat-run-run-sleep made Lucia's brain basically empty, and she didn't realize that she hadn't thought about it until she lay down. Andrea. 21 days passed, and another 21 days passed, and she found that her Andrea's dependence seemed to be cured.

The six-week running weight loss spring camp, ah no, the first phase of the GIS preparatory camp in 2004 is finally over.The weather was unexpectedly bad on the day when the end was announced. The sky was full of gloomy and dark clouds. It was as bad as the weather in Turin in the west, and it was not at all like Tos Cannavaro, which is sunny all year round.The red, white and green Italian flags fluttered, and there was no sound on the training ground except for one or two cries of seagulls in the distance.

Nino Cannavaro, who has always been at the head of a group of instructors, followed for the first time this time a muscular old man with countless stars on his shoulders and several medals on his chest.

Cannavaro shouted "Stand Attention", followed by his fine tradition of being concise and concise, and only said "Today Cesare DiNozzo, the head of the GIS special service team, is here to supervise the official training list, and when the names are listed", he began to name one One popped out of his mouth.

One, two, three...

There were a total of 113 people in the first phase of the preparatory camp, and a total of 24 names were reported.While lamenting Cannavaro's good memory, Lucia couldn't help but wonder: this year's elimination rate is only 80%?This is unscientific. In the past, only 5% were left.

Looking at the 24 people standing in the other camp, Lucia didn't know what to feel.Not to mention disappointed or anything, but just a little upset.

But before she had time to think about what she should say when she packed her bags and went home, Cannavaro's next sentence made her look up suddenly, but she was shocked again at the moment when her eyes met Cesare DiNozzo's.She could feel her body visibly trembling. After thinking about it, she must have been seen by the group leader.

Ah, yes, Babyface Cannavaro said this:

"The team members who have just been called take off their armbands and hand them to the front. Someone will send you back to the original camp within today. Remember to report to the battalion commander in time."

As for what DiNozzo said later, she didn't listen at all.

There were no other arrangements for the rest of the day, so the girls in the same dormitory were going to go to downtown Livorno to celebrate the successful passing of the first-stage selection.

The bad weather left Lucia with no intention of playing, but she didn't want to spoil the face of her kind roommates, so she followed them out of the base.

It was past noon when they arrived in the urban area. A group of people found a characteristic street cafe and sat down, ordered some snacks, and then began to talk about the mountains, from makeup to Putin, from daisies to the Milky Way—this really made Lucia Eyes opened.Occasionally when she talked about topics she was interested in, she would dance and say a lot, such as "Aliens definitely exist", "I believe my soul has traveled to BC", "Human cells can You don’t need nutrients to survive”, the barrage of chattering almost didn’t frighten the roommates.

⊙◇⊙Lucia, the sum of what you said in the past six weeks is less than an hour and a half this afternoon!

After eating and drinking, the girls continued to act as road killers, capturing the hearts of countless males along the way, gaining many winks and whistles.

Coming to a corner, Lucia heard a burst of vigorous singing from a distance, and then a burst from a slightly closer place, and then several more voices, one after another.

Although the voice was so mixed that she couldn't tell the content, the familiar tone and rhythm made her feel a very bad premonition.

The singing voices one after another are getting closer and clearer to her:

"That morning, when I woke up from my dream, my friend, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye..."

Gritting her teeth and trying her best to suppress the roar in her head, Lucia mechanically raised her legs forward, step by step, and stood at the end of the sidewalk.

Looking to the right, about 700 meters away stands the Armando Picci Stadium.

A group of fans wearing crimson shirts, scarves of the same color, and hats with team logos came from the left side of the road. Some men carried their children on their shoulders, and both of them held crimson cups in their hands. Wife, with a big smile on her face that can drive away the dark clouds over the court.

That's right, today is Saturday, it's game day.

Six weeks of closed life made Lucia a little confused about what year it is.

All kinds of Milanello and San Siro flooded into her mind like a torrent at this moment, as if accusing her of neglecting them intentionally or unconsciously in the past six weeks.

As the crowd drew closer to her, a bold young man gave them a wink and a loud whistle.This move was like throwing a piece of sodium into the water, and the whole crowd immediately boiled.A little boy carried by his father on his shoulders wanted to hand over the team flag to Lucia, blinking his watery eyes and inviting her to join him. Lucia froze for a moment, then raised the corners of her lips at him: "Sorry, I already have faith."

Hearing her speak, other people in the same group crowded around her to tease her, and finally they all screamed and were pushed away by her palm.After such a fuss, Lucia's mood improved a lot, and she slowly showed a smile from the bottom of her heart, and embarked on the journey again.

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The next day started with brutal training again, but it wasn't just running anymore—it was just the front now.

What makes Lucia so happy is that she can finally touch it!Holding the cold Beretta M12 in her hand, Lucia almost burst into tears with excitement.

Maybe it was because her expression was too embarrassing, the baby-faced Cannavaro coughed heavily, and said slowly: "This is just the first training period, if anyone makes a slight mistake, the guys in the mobile transport team are still very happy." out on the field."

==#Lucia swallowed silently, trying to adjust her expression from vibration mode to standard mode.

Come to the shooting range, follow the instructions to find your target position, lie down, load the bullets, aim at three points and one line.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... The command of the shooting machine is like the sword of Damocles hanging in the air, refusing to fall for a long time.Half an hour passed, and there was no sound at all in the huge shooting range, as quiet as a cemetery.

Lucia was really tired. She shrugged her shoulders and moved a few times, but it wasn't enough. Suddenly, there was a huge force on her right shoulder.

She gasped, glanced at the right side out of the corner of her eye, and almost bit her own tongue in fright—Nimma, half a black and shiny military boot appeared on her shoulder!

She wailed silently in her heart, not daring to make any more movements on her body.Even if you think about it on your knees, you know who the owner of that boot is, how dare she make it again.However, even more jaw-dropping things are yet to come.

Not only did the foot not move away from her shoulder, but it crushed it with a lot of force.Then came her long-awaited order: "Shoot the plane."

There was an unknown fire in Lucia's heart, regardless of the recoil, a little