[Created a readership...... Penguin 282260667】

Yun Cheng looked at the dozens of dead and alive people who were bullied by the four ghost mastiffs on the training ground, and he didn't blink an eyelid. Whistling at the four ghost mastiffs, Potato immediately stopped his attack and came to Cloud City's side. The other three little things weren't as smart as potatoes and were still tossing the bunch of guys, and even the female soldiers hadn't escaped their paws. The potatoes roared, and the three little things reluctantly came to Cloud City's side.

"Shame, waste!" Yun Cheng glared at the two brothers, Ouyang Chenzhi and Ouyang Xizhi, "You will double the splitting time every day from today." ”

"How much time has passed since I drove the fighter jet down just now?" Yun Cheng looked coldly at the eagle that had already stood up, and asked in a cold voice.

The eagle was stunned and immediately saluted: "Report to the instructor, it's a total of 12 minutes and 32 seconds." ”

"Double! Double!" Yun Cheng snorted, "Execute it immediately, and the split continues." ”

Dozens of guys who were cleaned up by the ghost mastiff immediately started splitting without saying a word, of course, they still can't do it now, after all, these people's bones have been set, and if they want to do such an action, they still need the help of external forces. But the countless skills that Yun Cheng showed in the fighter just now had completely convinced them, and this group of people naturally did it without complaint.

"Don't think you're doing useless work. Practicing splitting is just the first step. I know that all of you are good in the army, and each of you is a soldier king. But in my eyes, you're a bunch of uncompromising rubbish. If you want to drive a fighter jet well, your body must be coordinated to a certain standard, otherwise a sharp turn in the air may misalign your bones. ”

Cloud City's explanation finally made the eagles understand. At this moment, everyone suddenly realized, no wonder the instructor wanted to force them to practice splitting, it turned out that they were exercising their physical coordination! Thinking of the various heroic postures of the fighter planes flying in the air just now, this group of guys suddenly became hot and strengthened their determination to train hard.

"The reason why I am talking so much nonsense to you is that I am in addition to what I have said, and I don't need any questioning, and at the same time I don't want any cowards. I'm not happy with your performance. I didn't want to teach you pieces of shit back then, but now it seems like I made the right decision!"

"Instructor, we're not waste!" Finally, a guy who was insulted by Cloud City stubbornly shouted.

"What's your name?" Yun Cheng looked at it coldly, it was the guy who was punished by himself for carrying the barrel, but when the plane rushed down just now, this guy threw away the barrel and fled with a roll.

"Report, my name is Fang Qiang!"

"What's your name?" Yun Cheng glared at Fang Qiang, his voice was not loud, but the anger contained in it was full.

"Report, my name is Fang Qiang!"

"Wrong answer! Your name is Waste No. 1!" Yun Cheng looked coldly, "The barrel is doubled, filled with water, and if you dare to drop the barrel and run away, you will get out of here!"

"Report to the instructor, yes!" Fang Qiang endured the pain in his body, stood up and ran to the side, picked up a large wooden bucket, filled it with water, lifted it up, walked back to the place, and split it again.

Yun Cheng glanced at it appreciatively, still with a cold face, and took out a walkie-talkie in his hand: "Take what I want to the training ground, and be faster." ”

In a short time, there was an extra blackboard and a few black paints on the training ground, as well as a bunch of ballpoint pens and blank notebooks. Yun Cheng took the oil paint pen and wrote and drew on the blackboard for nearly an hour before stopping!

"While you are practicing splitting, I will tell you some basic things, remember clearly, I will only say it once, how much you can listen to, how much you can remember, only up to you. Don't think I'm going to repeat these simple things again. You...... Waste No. 1, put down your barrel and punish it at night. ”

"Yes. Fang Qiang was originally a little stunned, but when he heard this, he immediately shouted, trembling his hands, and took the pen and notebook.

At this moment, the group in the monitoring room had already arrived in another relatively bright conference room in the secret base, and there was already a group of soldiers from the army aviation sitting in it, and naturally there were some people from other departments. In front of them, there was already a large screen, and the sound of Cloud City's lecture was playing in the conference room.

"Hello chief!" I don't know who suddenly found the old man, and immediately shouted, attracting the attention of countless people, who immediately shouted too.

"Okay, hello. The old man looked at everyone in the conference room with a smile, "Listen quietly, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed, and it is the desperate exchange of the dozens of soldiers on the training ground." ”

Yun Xiangtian and the others were also sitting in the conference room at the moment, holding a pen in their hands, listening to the sounds played in the conference room, and occasionally writing and drawing.

"Lao Yun, your grandson is really powerful. The old man surnamed Li smiled and stretched out a thumbs up vaguely.

"Less sycophancy. Yun Xiangtian muttered, took the pen to write and draw, and at the same time looked at the explanation of his grandson Yun Cheng on the screen, nodded uncontrollably, and sighed slightly in his heart, and he didn't know how to persuade his grandson, now it seems that this little guy's ability is definitely not ordinary, just this basic thing, it is clear. Although it may seem profound, I believe that anyone who has been in contact with an airplane can understand it.

"Second brother, why don't you remember these things?" Yun Juexiang was writing excitedly, raised his eyes to look at Yun Jueling, and asked softly.

Yun Jueling twitched the corners of his mouth with an evil smile: "Lao Tzu is his second uncle, just let this bastard boy sort out a copy, remember a P!"

"That's right!" Yun Juexiang was stunned, "Why didn't I think that this stinky boy is still my son!"

Yun Jue laughed angrily: "What did I say you two muttered? Do you want Xiaocheng to sort out a copy for you? Don't be whimsical! Do you think this stinky boy's character will give you this opportunity?"

"Boss, you're good enough. Yun Jueling chuckled, "Isn't this Xiaoya and her younger siblings? no matter how bad it is, there is a sister-in-law, and a sister-in-law's little sister, haven't you noticed that the stinky boy listens to them very much?"

"Second brother, don't mess around. Yun Juexiang was about to nod, but when he heard this, he immediately shook his head, "Your method is useless." If Xiaocheng knows that you take Qingwei, Xiaoya and the others will block him, I estimate that this stinky boy will have to pick a child. ”

Yun Jieling frowned, and didn't say anything more, thinking in his heart about how to protect this little guy!