Huge bulldozers roared to push the snow behind it out of a flat field, and the snow here was so great that it was impossible to clean it up every day.

The logistics soldiers drove a large truck to the cleared field, and sprinkled the ash and slag on the truck on the field one by one to prevent the phenomenon of slipping and falling during a fight.

Seeing that the other party didn't even prepare for the exercise, just standing there in a daze, Nebosev couldn't help but sneer at the people on the navy side: "This idiot you sent out doesn't want to try to stand still, right? In that case, I'll admit defeat!"

It is no secret that the Haroft training camp and the Black Sea Fleet are old enemies. Regardless of whether the special training camp changes the top commander, or the Black Sea Fleet changes the top commander, this tradition has been firmly handed down. According to legend, the Black Sea Fleet and the Harif training camp held a joint naval exercise because of the deep hatred that this hatred was finally written into the training camp and the fleet's personal manual.

If Nebosev's behavior were to be replaced by any unit, he would have been sent directly to a military court for severe punishment. But in the training camp, these mongrels who provoke and can defeat the Black Sea Fleet, that is the hero. At the beginning, everyone was very enthusiastic, and they tried to find fault with the soldiers and officers of the Black Sea Fleet. But later, everyone lost interest in such an operation for the pleasure of striking the Black Sea Fleet. The reason is very simple, in addition to being lethal on ships, these big-headed soldiers are simply junior rookies in hand-to-hand combat and firearms. Except for being abused, there is no room to fight back.

Later, if anyone provokes the mongrels of the Black Sea Fleet, everyone will not go around and take a look.

Toros squinted his eyes and carefully observed the sluggish challenger who had been pushed out by the navy, and he couldn't see any clues for a long time. This time, the Black Sea Fleet was also ordered to come, and unlike in the past, it had to come to the base every month to strategically replenish the base, and this time the Black Sea Fleet came with a mission.

Located within the Arctic Circle, Novosibirsk is one of the closest landmasses to the mainland United States. An attack on Alaska, the U.S. mainland, would be much closer than crossing the vast Pacific Ocean. The polar bears have always been obsessed with the sale of Alaska to the United States, and although they cannot relaunch the war to fight for it back, Russia will never let the Arctic Circle, a strategic deterrent with a superior location, be vacant.

The Haroft training camp is located on the island of Novosibirsk, surrounded by extremely cold islands within the Arctic Circle. Russia has secretly placed a large number of intercontinental* on the surrounding islands, which* are hidden deep in the mountains of the islands by means of solid silos. The Harif training camp is not only responsible for the training of elite special forces, but also for the safe maintenance of equipment on the surrounding islands.

The Black Sea Fleet is not only responsible for the sea supply of special training camps, but also responsible for the relevant defense work in the sea area.

Harrov had already received an order to prepare to fight in Nigeria, Africa, and this time it was none other than Colonel Toros, the top commander of the Harif training camp. What makes Tolos strange is that this time it was not the Russian Army Command or the Russian Ministry of Defense that gave the order to fight, but the presidential order issued by the Russian president himself. What made Tolos even more strange was that his immediate boss, the head of the Russian National Army Joint Command, told Tolos that this time the Black Sea Fleet would also send people to participate in the operation.

"Carry out the order, this operation is jointly carried out by Russia, the United States and China, if something goes wrong, I will sink you into the Arctic Ocean and freeze forever. On the phone, his commander sternly admonished Toros.

The field was quickly covered with ash and Nebosev walked up to the field with the diminutive man. When the short man took off his coat, even Toros secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ashamed of his worries.

When the boy took off his clothes, he didn't have any muscles on his body, and Toros was afraid that the dozen or so winds that blew him away at night.

"I'll get you a weapon. Covering his face and smiling, Nebosev picked up a discarded steel pipe from the edge of the field, which seemed to be used to hunt large fish, the body of the gun the thickness of his thumb was mottled with rust, and the head was artificially sharpened into a groove.

"I'm afraid I'll knock you out with one punch. Nebosev grinned and threw the steel pipe in front of his opponent.

The little man looked at the steel pipe on the ground with a dull expression, picked it up and checked it with his hand, and looked at Nebosev with a relaxed face with a blank expression.

"I can give you two punches. Nebosev took off his coat, revealing his muscular muscles, and took two quick steps to deliver a beautiful combination punch and a ferocious high whip kick. When the whip leg swept through the air, there was even a faint sound of wind.

It is worthy of being the world's top-ranked Harif special training camp, if you don't count the secret special training base made by Huang Laoxi, the quality of the special forces out of Haroff can rank among the top three in the world.

Looking at the short man who was still expressionless and didn't even have mood swings, the strong sense of uneasiness in Ye Tian's heart became heavier and heavier. He wasn't upset by the feeling that his opponent was stronger than himself, but because he suspected that the short man was a modified android.

The referee is the highest commander of the Black Sea Fleet, and Toros is a little strange why he would personally preside over the game, but it seems that it is not a foul to ask the referee for such a thing.

"It seems that you are ready?" Seeing Nebosev nodding confidently, the Supreme Commander of the Black Sea Fleet had a playful smile in his eyes, nodded and said, "Then let's get ready to start." ”

Ye Tian couldn't understand Russian, but he also knew that this strange competition was about to begin. Ye Tian squinted his eyes, adjusted his hearing to the most sensitive state, and the attention of his eyes was also focused on the supreme commander of the Black Sea Fleet.

His arms were raised in the air, and with a snap of a snap, the game began.

Nebosv didn't move, his opponent was as sluggish as ever. Suddenly, Ye Tian heard the commander of the Black Sea Fleet whispering something in the short man's ear. This is neither Russian nor English, this is the Japanese pronunciation that Ye Tian has heard before.

In an instant, Ye Tian's hairs stood upside down, and he opened his mouth and subconsciously shouted to Nebosev: "Get down! Get down!"

The long-term reflex, especially for the command to lie down, saved Nebosev's life. At the moment Nebosev lay down, the speargun he had personally handed to the enemy grazed over his head. If Nebosev hadn't fallen down quickly, the discarded speargun would have penetrated his muscular body.

The speed was so fast that the air cracked, and the speargun plunged into the thick concrete of the headquarters behind Nebosev, revealing only half of its body.