"Haha, you're a little slow! Just try my best to get on the plane!"
"Ahem, be careful not to be disturbed by his nonsense.
Surround him!"
"The eagle spreads its wings! The black tiger strands the lamb! The tornado destroys the parking lot!"
Bang bang bang~
On the training ground, there was a series of punches to the flesh, and amidst the ridiculous shouts of beating and killing, one person stood, and five people fell to the ground, with their chests rubbed and coughing, their noses bruised and their faces swollen.
The outcome on the field was clear at a glance. Qian Wen withdrew his move, made a cool gesture of lifting his hair, and turned to look at the two people not far away.
Wang Tianfeng and adjutant Guo Qiyun, who observed the result of this fight, were both slightly speechless.
"How long has he been like this?" Wang Tianfeng looked at Qian Wen who raised his eyebrows at him from a distance and asked.
Guo Qiyun beside him actually thought about it seriously before replying, "Since the first unarmed combat class, I have gradually become crazy!"
"Crazy?" Wang Tianfeng turned his head and looked at Guo Qiyun, curious as to why he used this word.
"Well, when he first entered the military academy, he was a little cautious at first. As he gradually took more and more courses, this guy... seemed to have unleashed his instincts," Guo Qiyun said.
He is the instructor in charge of Qian Wen's group, and he has seen everything Qian Wen did after entering the military academy.
Wang Tianfeng is responsible for other affairs of the military academy and does not have time to keep an eye on Qian Wen all the time. Except for some expectations, the rest is based on the training results and transcripts. It can be said that he is aware of Qian Wen's changes during this period but not completely, so
It's weird that I asked this question.
"Line up!" Not far away, a fighting instructor from Qian Wen's group shouted.
Qian Wen's group lined up neatly, and then the instructor began to speak, analyzing the fighting process just now and reprimanding the stupid mistakes he made.
"Mingtai's recent training report card is very good."
Wang Tianfeng did not disturb Qian Wen's training and turned around and walked to his office.
Adjutant Guo Qiyun hurriedly followed and replied, "Yes, Mingtai's military quality is top-notch and he is very smart, especially in terms of physical fitness, quick thinking, and memory.
The course is basically based on exposure and understanding, and you will be able to draw inferences and make a comprehensive understanding.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know anything about firearms or espionage, and that he only had rough Western boxing skills when it came to fighting, all of this would have been a blank slate due to his strength and unusually sharp acuity.
I even doubt whether he has been trained."
Wang Tianfeng nodded and said nothing. He was still very concerned about Qian Wen. After all, he was the person he chose. Like Guo Qiyun just said, he had learned about it from the instructors in each class.
“Mingtai’s learning speed is much faster than that of students at the same time.
No, it is faster than all the students I have ever seen.
Especially in terms of memory, he is even more powerful in the field of espionage.
He is the best student I have ever seen! Should we send him a specialist teacher and train him alone?" Although Guo Qiyun couldn't stand Qian Wen's coaxing young master style, but for Qian Wen
He recognizes his excellence from the bottom of his heart.
"Don't worry, it's only been a while, he needs to integrate here first.
His courses are going on normally, and after the basic course, specialist teachers will be arranged for individual training." Wang Tianfeng said calmly.
Guo Qiyun nodded.
Wang Tianfeng ordered again, "Tell his hand-to-hand combat instructor not to teach him those weird moves!"
Speaking of this, Guo Qiyun remembered the ridiculous scene on the training field just now, which made him laugh a little. He held back his laughter and said with some sadness, "This is all his own thought, and the instructor also corrected it.
But he said it’s a good move if you can knock people down.”
…
Day by day passes.
Qian Wen's training continues.
Manipulation of weapons, hand-to-hand combat skills, control of driving tools, blasting, telecommunications, makeup, use of secret-stealing equipment, use of secret communication equipment, use of passwords, national conditions, language, culture of the target country, etc...
The instructors are very cold, and every one of them is an iron-blooded instructor.
It's nothing like just watching TV series.
Qian Wen felt that they were going to turn him into a ghost or a devil and train him to be a cold-blooded killer and agent, but the real situation was the same.
Qian Wen also really needs them to train himself to adapt to this era. Only in this way can he protect himself better.
The gun was very cold, and he had come into contact with many guns during this period.
Hanyang made rifles.
Chinese formal rifle.
M1 carbine.
Mauser pistol, also called box gun.
Browning M1900 pistol.
Baigmen portable machine gun, also called flower machine gun.
Etc., etc……
He needs to become a perfect shooter, and in this process he needs many, many bullets to feed himself.
He approached Wang Tianfeng, who had no reason to refuse and readily agreed.
Although he has the skills of archery, hidden weapon skills, and ability tricks in martial arts, when it comes to guns, what he needs is to be foolproof.
The gun is fast beyond seven steps, and the gun is fast and accurate within seven steps. He does not have the habit of being conservative, he wants to master it.
The special training class stipulates that students must conduct shooting training every day, whether it is a static target or a moving target.
Qian Wen listened carefully to the lecture and fired wildly.
Meet your own requirements, accurately hit the target, learn to load ammunition with one hand, shoot with both hands, and become familiar with various firearms and weapons. Practice in the field frequently and hunt birds and animals.
Qian Wen's madness frightened Guo Qiyun and attracted Wang Tianfeng.
In front of the dormitory, Qian Wen held a handful of millet in his palm. In front of him were more than 20 birds, scrambling for food. From time to time, he dropped a handful of millet.
Some birds flew up and landed on his shoulders and arms. Qian Wen chuckled and stroked the feathers of the birds with his hands.
The birds were not afraid of him, but were very close to him. Several birds flew up, chirping above and beside him, flying up and down.
A picture of man and nature.
When the other students saw it, they seemed not surprised.
At this time, footsteps sounded behind Qian Wen.
"They're very close to you."
The sound of the words disturbed the birds, who flew up in fright and flew away.
Only a smart crow rested quietly on Qian Wen's shoulder, its little head tilted, looking at the visitor - Wang Tianfeng.
"Because I am kind, pure-hearted, innocent and gentle." Qian Wen turned his head and looked at Wang Tianfeng.
Wang Tianfeng's face darkened, and he looked at the flying birds that were frightened and scattered due to his arrival.
Does this mean that you have a dark heart?
"I heard that your recent shooting training has achieved remarkable results, and your shots on moving targets are all perfect.
It seems that these flying birds have contributed a lot!"
Wang Tianfeng spoke calmly and calmly, and even scared away the crow on Qian Wen's shoulder.
Qian Wen was speechless. This was too narrow-minded.
"Recent shooting training has been a little overdone, and this will only be counterproductive.
Only when you relax one by one can you effectively improve efficiency." Wang Tianfeng patted the steps beside him and asked Qian Wen to sit over.
The two sat side by side on the steps.
"Well, no more." Qian Wen said softly.
He was already familiar with these guns and had a good feel for them. All he needed now was to stay hands-free.
A flash of surprise flashed in Wang Tianfeng's eyes. He didn't expect Qian Wen to be so obedient.
You know, before entering the military school, you are very unruly.
Wang Tianfeng is now very satisfied with Qian Wen, and Qian Wen's results far exceeded his expectations.
At this time, they gathered together.
"It's time for me to go to class." Qian Wen said, and when Wang Tianfeng nodded, he got up and ran to gather.
Qian Wen and his team formed a team and headed to the training ground under the leadership of the instructor.
Qian Wen disappeared from Wang Tianfeng's sight. He patted the dust on his clothes and walked to the office.
Halfway through, I met Guo Qiyun, who was trotting over in a hurry, looking a little anxious.
This made Wang Tianfeng frown, but Guo Qiyun's words kept Wang Tianfeng from scolding him, "Mingtai family, Mingcheng is calling."
Soon, Qian Wen was called away at the training ground.
When they arrived at the communications room, Guo Qiyun quickly gave a brief explanation.
It was Mingjia Mingcheng calling.
This made Qian Wen shudder. Mingcheng was about to find out that he was kidnapped by Wang Tianfeng and brought to the military academy.
This time was an opportunity. After Mingcheng learned that he had been kidnapped and brought to the military command, he immediately organized a rescue team.
Should he take this opportunity to escape from Wang Tianfeng's control?
Qian Wen immediately began to think and consider.
"Take it!" Wang Tianfeng and Qian Wen said.
Qian Wen nodded and looked at Guo Qiyun's gesture. When the call was connected, Qian Wen spoke, calling first, "Hello~"
Like Ming Jing, Ming Cheng also cares like a family member.
I asked him about his studies, food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc.
Qian Wen didn't give any hint. Under the gazes of Wang Tianfeng and Guo Qiyun, he spoke honestly to Mingcheng.
When he said goodbye to Brother Cheng, the call was cut off.
Qian Wen put down the phone and looked at Wang Tianfeng. Wang Tianfeng nodded with satisfaction. Seeing that nothing happened, he asked Qian Wen to continue going to class.
When Qian Wen returned to the training ground, he was a little absent-minded. He was considering whether to take the opportunity to leave here.
Today's training class is about sword killing, using the fastest, fastest and most spicy movements to achieve your goal.
They were all holding unedged daggers, and Qian Wen was fighting against a strong man with dark skin.
A cold light flashed.
Qian Wen's neck felt cold, he subconsciously hid, raised his foot, and kicked out hard.
The vigorous man made a dull sound and flew out.
Everyone in the same training group looked here.
Qian Wen also came back to his senses. Looking at his colleague who was kicked hard by him and couldn't get up due to chest tightness and shortness of breath, he scratched his head in embarrassment and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was distracted."
These words made the strong man's face turn pale.
Qian Wen thought aloud in his heart before he realized that what he said was not to poke someone's heart.
But what he said was the truth. He who inadvertently followed his sixth sense and sharp reflexes was even scarier than the serious one.
The strong man kicked him hard and went to the infirmary. Qian Wen's training target was changed to an instructor.
The instructor looked at Qian Wen across from him with a serious look on his face.
It won't work if we don't stay prepared, because the opponent is completely better than his opponent.
Qian Wen held the dagger in his backhand and rushed forward suddenly. The instructor rushed to meet him sternly. The knife in his hand was precise and hit Qian Wen's dagger hard, causing little sparks to appear.
The two of them went back and forth several times, their swords flashing coldly as they dodged.
Even if the dagger is not sharpened, the risk factor is still very high. At least it can cause people's skin to be torn apart.
The two separated instantly, looking at each other with sharp eyes, only the other's vital points were in their eyes.
With a slight shout, the instructor pounced fiercely again.
Qian Wen glanced at the ground, tiptoed, and kicked. A stone as big as his thumb flew through the air toward the instructor's face, which was rushing toward him.
"Come again!" The instructor cursed secretly when he saw this.
Last time, I subconsciously squinted my eyes like this and got picked on my hand. After a few back and forth, I lost.
This time he didn't intend to hide, his left hand subconsciously controlled Ichigo, and the knife in his right hand was ready to cut off Qian Wen's wrist at any time.
But at the moment when Ichigo subconsciously realized it, Qian Wen moved, the instructor's hand went numb, and the dagger in his hand flew away.
He lost again.
Just now he felt a hard collision with a piece of pig iron. His hand trembled and the knife flew away.
It is difficult for a person to focus on two things. When the instructor made up his mind to protect the stone that broke through the air, the hand holding the dagger was no longer so tight.
Qian Wen took two steps back, playing with the dagger in his palm and holding a beautiful knife flower.
This is the knife killing lesson. If there is no limit to the confrontation, he will fly the knife accurately and hit the opponent.
If it weren't for showing his gradual progress, he would rather spend this time on firearms.
When the students on the side saw this scene, they were all used to it. Qian Wen, a weirdo, learned things very quickly. At first, they were still willing to fight, but as the gap gradually became wider and wider, they no longer had the intention.
Several days passed.
Because Qian Wen's study progressed very quickly and the basic course had ended, a specialist teacher was specially assigned to him to train him alone. Wang Tianfeng also personally left the field and began to carve out his rough diamond.
Qian Wen's life suddenly became difficult.
Wang Tianfeng is teaching him rebellion skills, intelligence analysis, interrogation, resistance to interrogation, anti-tracking skills, anti-surveillance skills, resilience, calmness in desperate situations, ability to judge orders from superiors, completion of tasks in high-pressure environments, etc...
There is a lesson on counter-interrogation training today.
To put it simply, he was beaten and tortured.
"Depend on!"
"Tell me! Who sent you here!"
Wang Tianfeng punched Qian Wen in the abdomen so hard that acid water came out.
"I fucked your grandma!" Qian Wen endured the abdominal pain and cursed angrily.
What kind of bullshit training is this!
Just when Wang Tianfeng brought him to this dimly lit and gloomy cell, he felt something was not right.
When they asked him to sit on the interrogation chair and tied him up, he wanted to escape, but Wang Tianfeng took out a gun on the spot to scare him. Although he knew it was to scare him, maybe, Qian Wen still behaved.
Next, Wang Tianfeng went crazy.
They punched and kicked him without warning. Qian Wen became angry and cursed without paying attention.
Greetings to Wang Tianfeng and his family!
At the door, Guo Qiyun, who was standing waiting for instructions, admired Qian Wen's courage. It was the first time he heard someone scolding the poisonous bee in person.
"Tell me! What are you going to get after you have deliberately come in!" Wang Tianfeng yelled at him with a ferocious face, spittle flying out.
"tui~"
Qian Wen spat accurately into the mouth of Wang Tianfeng who was yelling at him.
Wang Tianfeng's face suddenly turned green.
Mingtai didn't dare to scold Wang Tianfeng, but Qian Wen dared and gave him a jujube stone.
If he is not pursuing truth, then he will be truthful.
"Ah~" Qian Wen cried out in pain and raised his head, his scalp was about to be torn.
Wang Tianfeng was furious, grabbed Qian Wen's hair, his eyes were bloodshot, and shouted, "Everything has a cause and effect, we will not invite you here for no reason, cooperate well, and I will let you live!"
"tui~"
When Wang Tianfeng yelled again, Qian Wen planned to spit again, but this time Wang Tianfeng dodged and only spit on his face.
Wang Tianfeng's eyes seemed to be really red, and it didn't look like an act. He punched him twice in the abdomen, and held his neck tightly with his hands.
Qian Wen's face was congested and veins popped out on his forehead. He knew clearly in his heart that this was anti-interrogation training, but he could endure it again and again. It was unbearable and it was too painful.