After Wei Bo's words, this group of special forces boys did not become frightened. On the contrary, each of them became more determined.
"Uncle Wei, these brothers are all tough men. They are not afraid of bleeding, sweating or even sacrificing their lives. Naturally, they will not care about this little pain. Please don't worry, Uncle Wei."
"The captain is right. As long as we can become stronger, upholding the honor of the military means climbing mountains of swords and descending into seas of fire. We are also willing to do so, aren't we brothers?"
The guy who took the lead in speaking was Shiratiao. His face was full of laughter just now, but now he stood straight.
The boss is willing to cleanse and cut the marrow of all of them to improve their strength. They are grateful in their hearts, and naturally they will not be cowards and cowards.
"Haha, not bad, not bad! It has the demeanor of the Southwest Special Forces Brigade that I used to have." In front of twenty people, Wei Bo still had his hands behind his back, and was very relieved to see the young but no longer immature faces of these twenty chapters.
"You are all real soldiers who have been tempered by iron and blood. I understand why you are so determined today. This kind of determination is indeed a must-have quality for soldiers."
"However, I still want to emphasize one point, that is, firm confidence and firm determination are necessary, but it is not advisable to pursue this determination blindly."
"Last year, you were defeated by Wang Bingwang of the Wang family in Yanjing. I know this. You may feel ashamed, but I am very pleased. That boy from the Wang family is a practitioner of ancient martial arts. Even if you go to thousands of
The results are the same for tens of thousands of people.”
"But you have to understand that you are soldiers, not warriors. Fighting depends on soldiers, not warriors. No matter how powerful warriors are, they are only a few, but there are thousands of soldiers like you."
"Just imagine, if everyone in the Southwest Military Region behaved as you did in the Yanjing Competition last year, who in China would dare to bully you?"
Seeing these twenty people listening to him quietly, Wei Bo paused and said.
"You may not believe it. The most glorious time of our Falcon Brigade was not when it was called the Falcon Brigade. This title was just a mess made up by the previous commander of the military region. The original name of the Falcon Brigade was the Southwest Military Region Special Brigade. Now you only have
It's just that the original name has been restored, so it's not a shame."
"At that time, our special forces brigade was second to none in other military regions and was the envy of other military regions because we were the strongest combat force and performed the most dangerous missions."
"You were defeated last year. You are bound to win this year, but don't think of it as revenge, and don't think of it as having to get some dignity back."
"These are all false. No matter how you compare with the army of your own country, it is just internal strife and meaningless. You must use this martial arts competition as a stage to exercise your own strength and as a place to train your own troops."
"The reason for training troops is to kill the enemy and the forces that are hostile to the Chinese nation."
"It doesn't matter if other military regions regard us as opponents. What's important is that you can clearly understand the situation. The South China Sea has been turbulent in the past few years, and the country must fight a war. I hope that after listening to my words, you can understand that you are a soldier practicing martial arts."
What is it going to do?"
"It's not about internal fighting among the armies to compete for honor! It's not that I don't like you, you think I'm weak. It's to protect the home and the country, protect the home and the country, do you understand?"
"My old man has not been on the battlefield since the counterattack against India. If the country needs you soon, I hope you can fight the enemy bravely!"
"Today I am cleansing and cutting off the marrow for you, so I can think of it as my old bones making a little more contribution to the country."
"Hey... When people get old, they always like to nag. You can just treat me as an old man and scare me."
Shaking his head, Old Wei waved his hands and looked at the western sky through the window of the training ground, as if he was recalling something.
At this moment, the twenty or so people who had been studying ancient martial arts and preparing to compete in the Yanjing Martial Arts Competition were all silent.
The old man's words were shocking and made them understand what exactly is the responsibility of a soldier?
Looking at Wei Bo's slightly stooped back, Chu Tiange felt a lot of emotions.
At this moment, he finally understood why his father called him Captain Wei Bo in private.
"All of you, stand at attention!"
"Whoosh!"
Almost as soon as Chu Tiange finished speaking, twenty or so people stood there upright.
"Salute to Senior Wei Bowei, the founder of the Special Forces Brigade."
Chu Tiange's words surprised everyone, but soon everyone reacted and raised their hands to the old man in unison, saluting solemnly.
As a member of the Southwest Military Region's Special Forces Brigade, every soldier present has heard of the legendary deeds of the first Special Forces Brigade Captain.
In the self-defense counterattack against India in 1962, it was the old man in front of him who created the miracle of one man blocking an enemy regiment. It was also the old man in front of him who assassinated the enemy commander at the last moment, leading to a complete defeat of the Indian army.
At this moment, the old man is standing in front of everyone, and everyone respects him very much.
Raising his hands and giving a military salute to the group of children, Wei Bo said.
"You are very good. I hope you don't lose the military spirit of the Southwest soldiers, and more importantly, don't lose the responsibility of protecting your home and country."
"Stop talking, young man, let's get started. Are you almost recovered?"
"It's time to start."
Regarding the conversation between Uncle Wei and these soldiers from the Southwest Military Region, it was not convenient for Ye Huang to interrupt. He waited until the old man finished speaking and said with a smile.
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Cleansing the meridians and cutting the marrow is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to do. With Uncle Wei's help, Emperor Ye still spent a whole afternoon until he was almost exhausted before cleaning everyone.
once.
Even Wei Bo was extremely weak at the moment.
"As we get older, our bones can no longer hold up. Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission." Wiping his sweat, Uncle Wei said with a smile.
"Uncle Wei, you're in luck, Tiange, please send Uncle Wei back to have a good rest."
Chu Tiange nodded when he heard Ye Huang's words, and helped Uncle Wei out of the training ground.
Ye Huang looked at a group of special forces soldiers who were covered in a fishy smell at the training ground.
"Go back and wash your body. Your meridians have all been opened. You can practice ancient martial arts in the future. However, because you have passed the golden period, you cannot practice too advanced ancient martial arts."
"This set of exercises was evolved from the exercises I practiced myself. It has strong killing power and is most suitable for you. Practice it well and don't let me down."
After speaking, Ye Huang taught a formula to everyone, and then left the training ground with Xing Tian and Xing Ganqi, who were also almost exhausted.
Since Chu Tiange was called to a meeting by Chu Qingkuang after sending Wei Bo back, Ye Huang drove Xing Tian and the others out of the military area in his warrior car.
When they passed the military signal blocking area, Ye Huang's phone suddenly rang.
When he picked up the phone, he saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls on it, all from a few women. This shocked Ye Huang.
What kind of thing requires several girls to call and urge you?
