The meaning of this made the two high-ranking generals shudder.

This means that if Ye Fan is willing, he can easily take the lives of the three hundred people in front of him, and the elites of these elites selected from the entire Chinese army are like children in front of Ye Fan.

Glancing at each other, the two generals could see the jealousy in each other's eyes.

Ye Fan was deterring those soldiers, so that the next training would go more smoothly, why not warn them, tell them not to have any bad thoughts casually, if Ye Fan is willing, he can take their lives at any time.

It's as if a sword hangs above their heads that will kill them at any moment, and it's strange that they don't fear it.

Ye Fan's performance had exceeded their understanding of the Super Soldier King.

Don't look at how many people in the world will emerge after a period of time, but if you look closely, you will find that there will be various environmental conditions as the premise of such a situation.

Either it's a sneak attack, it's heavily armed, or you can fight and retreat.

All in all, one person confronts hundreds of people head-on, and that's something that only happens in fiction and fantasy.

However, now the fantasy has become a reality.

The shock in their hearts can be imagined.

The three hundred elites will never admit defeat, but in the face of the huge gap, the spirit of never admitting defeat alone will not work at all, and in the end, these people have forgotten what the combined attack technique is, and they are beaten out and continue to play, until all their physical strength is exhausted and they can't climb up.

An hour and a half later.

Ye Fan looked at the soldiers who were lying on the ground and gasping for breath, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a satisfied smile, compared to the members of the Shenlong Mercenary Regiment when they were just formed, these people were much stronger.

"It's best to get them a couple of good massages. ”

Coming to the rostrum, Lu Jianjun and the high school general, who were already shocked to the point of numbness, Ye Fan said with a smile.

"I'll let someone do it right away. Lu Jianjun directly agreed, although he didn't understand why Ye Fan wanted him to do this.

The high school general on the side stretched out his hand towards Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is worthy of a divine dragon, the battle just now is an eye-opener, and these rabbit cubs will please ask you." ”

One of you, let the generals around look at the senior generals in disbelief.

The high school general doesn't care about everyone's eyes at all, Ye Fan's strength is worthy of his honorific title.

Compared with other generals, who are more or less inevitably contaminated with politics, high schools that still maintain a purely military style will recognize the strong as kings even more.

"Gao Yuliang High School General, don't scold me, you old man, you are the real deserved Shenlong in Huaxia, the backbone of the nation!" Ye Fan held the hand of the high school general, and said earnestly, living off a well-behaved junior, where is there still the previous arrogance to blow up the sky, so that everyone around almost stared out of their eyes.

The gap between before and after is too big.

In fact, Ye Fan really came from the heart, really wandered in the dark world, and only then did he understand that no matter how this world preaches civilization, it is still the law of the jungle in his bones.

The Chinese special forces threw their heads and spilled their blood abroad, shrouded in horse leather, and even in many cases, even if they were sacrificed, they did not have a name.

Lieutenant General Gao Yuliang had two sons who died abroad, and he was full of loyalty.

Such a person, Ye Fan admired in his heart, half of the current prosperity and stability of Huaxia is due to them.

"Thank you. The high school general's eyes were red, he could hear the sincerity in Ye Fan's words, and he also understood that Ye Fan really understood and thanked them for their efforts, so how he was not moved in his heart.

Just one sentence, the high school general's fear of Ye Fan disappeared without a trace.

Ye Fan can say something like that, even if it is bad, it will not be bad.

At the same time, Gao Yuliang also understood why General Lu invited Ye Fan so easily, it was because Ye Fan had a pure love.

Otherwise, the road will be like the original representative of the United States, doomed to return in vain.

The speed of the army has never been slow, and in less than ten minutes, dozens of doctors and nurses in white coats arrived at the training ground, including the masseur requested by Ye Fan.

Soon the three hundred people were arranged, and the process was quiet, and there was no screaming after the previous fight, and even looking at the expressions of those fighters...... Kind of cool?

Lieutenant General Lu couldn't help it, and asked Ye Fan, "What's going on?"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan, and their curiosity was about to kill the cat.

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, I wasn't beating them up, I'm treating them. Ye Fan thought for a moment and replied.

Treat?

Assault treatment?

Lieutenant General Lu and the others looked at Ye Fan as if they were seeing a fool, please, don't fool us like fools, okay?

Only fools believe that beating people can cure diseases, not to mention that those soldiers are all good boys, where did they get any diseases.

"Don't believe it, high-intensity training is always accompanied by muscle injuries, some injuries can indeed play a role in strengthening functions, but more injuries, even after the injury is healed, will leave hidden dangers, commonly known as dark injuries. ”

When Ye Fan's words fell, the faces of the generals present became ugly.

Secret injuries, each of them understands, some injuries that cannot be detected by current medical equipment at all, but almost every day in the army, there are guys who look great and suddenly fall ill, some have to retire, and their future life is not settled, and some are ...... Lost a young life.

All of them will happen, and 90% of the blame will be on the Assassin's Wound.

However, they knew that the high-intensity training would cause these stick guys to accumulate dark injuries in their bodies, and maybe one day they would encounter accidents, but they couldn't help but do it.

On weekdays, they would selectively forget this question to the back of their minds, and now that Ye Fan brought it up, it felt as if they had murdered those awesome guys, and it was strange that their faces could be good-looking.

"I just hit the part where they have dark wounds, if the later recovery is done properly, I can't guarantee that all the dark wounds in their bodies can be removed, and it is not a problem to go to eighty or ninety. ”

As soon as Ye Fan's words fell, Gao Yuliang stood up with a sigh of relief, staring at Ye Fan with a pair of tiger eyes, "Really?"

Ye Fan nodded, he vaguely saw the tears in the eyes of the high school general.

"You'd better not lie, kid. ”

The high school general dropped such a sentence, and then hurriedly chased in the direction where the medical team had left, and the back of the distant was faintly a little hunched, but in Ye Fan's eyes, it was extremely straight.

Such a person can be called the backbone of the country.

"Boy, you tell me the truth, do you have the method of healing dark wounds?"

As soon as Ye Fan came back to his senses, he saw Lu Jianjun with a serious face.