"Tell the instructor, I have no problem."

"Enter the queue."

"yes."

"Which soldier still has questions? Let's do it now."

In response to Feng Yi, there was a wave of collective answers that went straight to the sky: "No!"

"Okay." Feng Yi nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but secretly praise the high morale of this elite unit. "Free activities for half an hour. After half an hour, stand by and disband."

After saying that, the queue completely fell apart with a roar. The physical fitness of every soldier present had reached the limit of endurance. Some of the female comrades simply fell down like half-dead sows. This formation has a strict military style.

It's so embarrassing, not to mention that the female soldiers are the soldiers she led. Isn't this a slap in the face?

An angry Kula stepped forward and said, "You, you, you and you, stand up and see what you have become now."

The female soldier who was kicked up felt very aggrieved and quickly stood upright while rubbing her buttocks.

Maybe in the eyes of others, they are unattainable elites, or maybe they are so hard-working that they have no friends from military families, but who is Kula? A senior officer of an independent combat unit directly under the Tanlang tent.

"Forget it, special training is special training and rest is rest, and it's not easy for soldiers. Before, I was worried that the soldiers would be too tired and they would quarrel with me. Now, why do you change your face faster than flipping through a book?"

The contrast between Feng Yi's words was so sharp that Kula didn't know what to say. He was embarrassed and embarrassed in front of the soldiers for fear that others wouldn't know. It was... enough! "Huh, those are two different things." Kula said coldly.

The words flew away.

"Sister, I always smile. You look pretty when you smile. Don't keep a straight face when you have nothing to do. Brothers, don't you agree?"

Kula was about to burst into flames. She was already feeling guilty about the previous misunderstanding, but she knew that her guilt towards Feng Yi would be thrown out of the window immediately by the word "Big Sister". Kula stomped her feet angrily and left the special training camp without looking back. Huh, let me wait.

With.

Feng Yi's words immediately resonated with the soldiers. Kula didn't dare to react in any way. This brother immediately exploded and many people in the back row started to boo... The instructor really liked it.

As an instructor, Feng Yi is more like an old friend who talks about everything in his daily life. In just half a day, he became close to the soldiers. Feng Yi sincerely praised Zhang Xiaobo for not giving up. Of course, the fat man could not avoid being kicked.

punish.

After all, cohesion is the core guarantee for leading a team. The special training will continue. After half an hour, all members will be assembled. Feng Yi's second lesson is to run.

Speed ​​is everything in the battlefield. As the saying goes, the only martial arts in the world is fast. Regardless of tracking or tracking, being able to run is the key. Path selection is crucial. Many of the skills taught by Feng Yi are difficult for the Divine Assassin Legion to learn.

Level survival secret, after half an hour's rest, the lightly-armed warriors were ready to go.

"Soldiers, please look for the specified coordinates on the map in your hands. Today's second lesson is to conduct a high-speed march of 80 kilometers to the middle temperate zone of Mars. This requires crossing Mount Olympus, which is about 0 kilometers wide. You must

Make correct judgments based on the weather, environment and geographical location, use your own experience, naked eyes and feelings to determine the way forward, climb the mountain peaks with your hands, and challenge yourself to your limits again and again with your body. This light march is only equipped with one emergency ginseng pill for each person.

Catties of beef, flint, remember, in this not-so-hot summer, fire and drinking water are your greatest survival guarantees. The Olympus river is rapid, and it is not as calm as what you can see with the naked eye. The weather is unpredictable.

It will be your biggest obstacle. Don’t record the scenery along the way. In this journey of racing against time, I hope you will be the final winner. Are you aware of this?"

"Yes." The voice soared into the sky.

A few minutes later, the transporter took off, and the calm cockpit became no longer quiet. Everyone began to whisper and discuss various topics. Some talked about ideals, some talked about women, and some fantasized about how to develop and grow in the army in the future.

Daphne suddenly saw Elvis. There were so many people in the elite unit that they had never met each other, let alone talked to their old friends. This time they happened to be grouped together, "Hey Hei Zi, what is your ideal? Why don't you talk to that guy Fat Tiger?"

Ran here."

"Ideal? Don't talk about your ideals with me. I want to be an ace pilot to support my family. For now, haha, I'll be satisfied if I can be in red. How have you guys been these past few years? What are your plans for the future?"

"Well..." Daphne dragged her pointed chin and made a thoughtful gesture, "Maybe I will stay in the army. If I can't stay in the army, I will be discharged and go home and decisively switch to the e-sports commentary industry. Have you heard of the anchors who commentate on Revenge of the Shadow Riders?

It’s a very hot fire.”

"Haha, I think you have fallen into the eyes of money - Lao Yan, what are your plans? Are you going to continue to be the second child for ten thousand years?" Elvis looked at Lao Yan.

"Go away, you're everywhere." The latter's complexion turned black after being exposed, and he had to admit that Lao Yan was indeed inferior to Mu Mu in terms of marksmanship. Feng Yi taught him these skills, and now Mu Mu has already

He has become a national special training target. Although his marksmanship is also considered outstanding, which is why he was selected as the Divine Thorn, his shortcomings are too obvious, and melee combat has always been a weakness.

When it comes to Barron, this guy is even more outrageous. Barron has been working hard to become a super soldier. He especially remembers the evaluation Feng Yi gave him back then. Anyone can become a super soldier. Maybe his talent and experience are temporary.

He is ahead of everyone, but talent only accounts for a small proportion, and more factors depend on accumulation. Maybe it was Feng Yi's encouragement to everyone as an instructor, but this sentence has always been engraved in Barron's mind.

Feng Yi has always been the person he respected the most. Now, the madman who pulled his brothers forward has stood on a bigger stage. It can be said that being in the Divine Thorn is mostly due to Feng Yi, but in comparison, everyone's footsteps are

Isn't it a little slow? When Barron blurted out his thoughts, everyone was silent for a moment except Fat Tiger who kept shaking his cheeks like a rattle.

"What are you talking about? I heard you." Feng Yi sat closer and put half of his arm directly on Daphne's shoulder.

"Hehe, of course I'm talking about you. It's so unkind."

Feng Yi pointed at his nose in confusion, "Although I don't dare to say that I am an all-rounder, I can still be regarded as Yushu Linfeng, handsome, unrestrained and sophisticated, huh... how can I not be kind?"

The girl chuckled, "It's true that the instructor is a busy person, but if you don't tell old friends to hang out together, is that kind of you?"
Chapter completed!