When the first rays of light in the morning shone through the gaps in the trees on Han Feng's calm cheeks, Han Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Unbearable: The monk and Duan Peng were disheveled, not to mention, the two old men hugged each other like octopuses, looking at this appearance, the two fell asleep in such a state after Han Feng finished telling the story.

As Han Feng's gaze stared, the monk took the lead in opening his eyes, and then his face was full of panic, ", ghost, don't catch me!" The monk didn't look down to see what was hugging him, and smashed the "ghost" that was entangled with him with a punch.

Duan Peng was woken up by a punch in his sleep, jumped up in horror, and looked at the monk who was hitting him again with his teeth and claws.

Duan Peng was furious: "Damn, monk, do you dare to beat Lao Tzu?" ”

The two of them fought in the circle, scuffling together, and the dead branches around them made a crackling sound as the two bodies fell and crushed.

Han Feng's old face twitched violently, he suddenly doubted his judgment, looking for these two guys to pick the beams of the commando team, and then painstakingly training them, did he make a fucking mistake?

Han Feng shouted: "Monk Duan Peng! ”

"Here!"

"Here!"

The monk and Duan Peng in the fight were awakened by Han Feng's interruption, and the creepy monk looked at Duan Peng: "Duan Peng, why are you?" What about ghosts? ”

Duan Peng was speechless, "Monk, are you sick?" You're the fucking ghost. ”

Han Feng: ......

It's just a few ghost stories, and it actually scared two iron-beaten men like this.

Only then did the monk react, and glanced at Han Feng with some resentment: "The ghost story of the third brother is too scary, it was dark last night, and we are in this old forest again, you know me, I used to be a monk, specializing in the soul of people, and my master said that there are really ghosts in this world!" ”

Duan Peng scolded: "Monk, you kid don't scare Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is not afraid of ghosts." ”

But obviously, people in this era still have a degree of superstition, even if it is Duan Peng and monks, they still have a fear of ghosts and gods.

Han Feng said: "Okay, how can I tell you about ghosts?" Let's talk about monks first, people are dead when they die, Buddhists don't also say that people die empty, whether it is a person or other living things in this world, dead is dead, except for turning into a puddle of fertilizer, there is nothing left, and then after a long time, even the bones are rotten in the earth, and there is nothing left.

Ghosts? It's just an assumption that people make up and scare themselves, and it doesn't exist at all.

You two old men, and you have a body of martial arts, are you afraid of ghosts? This psychological quality is not good, I think I still have to practice, and after dark every other day, I think I will tell you a few more terrifying ghost stories.

Oh, I still have an idea, to tell you alone, to separate the two of you, and face the dark night in the deep mountains and old forests by yourself. ”

Han Feng showed a satisfied smile, but how terrifying this smile was in the hearts of Duan Peng and the monk.

The monk shook his head and said, "Third brother, you still kill me!" ”

Duan Peng also smiled wryly, obviously having a shadow on Han Feng's ghost story in the middle of the night.

Han Feng said with a smile: "Let's not talk about these for now, today I will take you to taste the edible things in the mountains and forests, and the dangers that need to be avoided, and at the same time tell you some emergency medical treatments, such as what to do after accidentally ingesting poisonous mushrooms or being bitten by a poisonous snake centipede." ”

In the following time, Han Feng trained the monks and Duan Peng in the same special training project as the big bulls, but the intensity of this training was greatly increased.

The training program should always be confidential, Han Feng was not a professional in special training in his previous life, although not long ago, for the special training of monks and Duan Peng, he specially listed a special training plan that he thought was more systematic, but what the effect was, who knows?

Just like Han Feng said, he just taught him what he knew.

Anyway, time is constantly passing in such a three-person special training, practicing physical fitness, how to survive, how to protect oneself, training mountain special operations commands, training and improving the individual combat skills of monks and Duan Peng, individual tactics, a complete set of simplified sign language command teaching that the commando has been using, group tactics, sniper tactics, flexible use of special operations thinking, and auxiliary means of treacherous and thunder traps.

In the end, even some basic knowledge about blasting, Han Feng tried to teach the monk and Duan Peng, but the two of them were instilled with so much unheard of knowledge in their heads for a while, so naturally they couldn't digest it all, and they were completely taken away by Han Feng, and the feeling in the clouds and fog.

Han Feng can't do it, so let's explain it in the simplest way, I won't talk about the principle of blasting or anything, just focus on it, some simple explosives, detonators, simple homemade mines The production method of using discarded explosive materials, blasting methods, etc., let the monk and Duan Peng remember it first.

In order to achieve the purpose of theory and practice, the supply station came in handy, first the marksmanship of the monk and Duan Peng, although the two had a certain foundation, but they were still far behind, Han Feng really spent a lot of money for the two of them, "The bullet tube is enough, damn, you two are just to give Lao Tzu a bullet, and also give Lao Tzu a drink of marksmanship!" Under this premise, the monk and Duan Peng can almost shoot nearly 100 rounds of bullets every day, and with Han Feng, a sharpshooter, constantly guiding them on the side, their marksmanship is finally a thousand miles a day.

When the explosives successfully exploded in their hands, there was a roar in the mountains and forests, and the birds flew around, and the monk and Duan Peng felt the excitement of the Nobel Prize back then, and then there were the use of deceitful thunder settings and field traps, all of which opened the door to a new world for the monk and Duan Peng.

The two of them sighed while training specially, this world is really too big, it turns out that a person's combat effectiveness can be perverted to such a point, fighting, you can still fight like this, a person's war is equally terrifying!

A month has passed, Duan Peng and the monk have advanced by leaps and bounds in special operations and individual combat capabilities, and in a month's time, Han Feng and the three of them have almost become savages, ragged and unkempt, in order to train the monk and Duan Peng's combat ability in the mountains and forests, these days they are like apes, sometimes even eating, drinking, and lazing are on the trunk of the tree, camouflage, ambush, fighting, assassination, the three of them continue to fight, from the initial Han Feng's complete abuse of the two, to the last Duan Peng and the monk joined forces, Han Feng had to temporarily avoid the edge.

Therefore, Han Feng sighed again, the talents of the monk and Duan Peng in special warfare are really extraordinary, in the same time, their special training acceptance ability is stronger, the learning ability is stronger, it is completely twice the result with half the effort, and the progress is rapid.

In just one month, Han Feng could feel the kind of qualitative change in their whole body!

It's just that Han Feng still has a headache, these two guys, as long as they start a ghost story late at night, the two of them will definitely be scared to cry wolves, and they can't care about decency and orders, so they hug each other and sleep......

…… Time flickered, and finally thirty days passed, during which the three of them took the mountains and forests as their companions, taking food from the mountains and forests, and basically isolated themselves from the new third regiment and even the outside world.

The New Third Regiment didn't have anything important to do during this time, and there was no correspondent to look for the regiment commander Han Feng in the mountains and forests.

On this morning, the sky was fine, the mountains and forests were peaceful and quiet, Han Feng, the monk, and Duan Peng suddenly walked out from the three directions between the mountains and forests, but the clothes of the three were really in tatters, and it was really flattering that the clothes of the three were not familiar, but if they were not familiar with the three of them here, they would not be able to recognize who was Han Feng and who was Duan Peng and the monk.

When the three of them met, they suddenly started to laugh with each other.

Han Feng suddenly said: "Monk, you kid laughs at a fart, Duan Peng, beat him!" ”

Five minutes later, the monk hung up the lottery.

Han Feng suddenly said again: "Monk, don't you kid want revenge?" Beat Duan Peng, this dog's day. ”

As soon as the monk heard this, his eyes lit up, and in a wail, five minutes later, Duan Peng also hung up.

Han Fengle laughed loudly, laughing wildly, laughing unscrupulously, laughing away full of depression, laughing without the last hesitation.

And in the midst of Han Feng's laughter, the monk and Duan Peng tacitly changed their eyes, during this time, when Han Feng was training them to fight in the mountains and forests, he used the environment to abuse them, and now the opportunity came.

"Beat him!"

The monk and Duan Peng burst out, and greeted Han Feng with an old fist.

"Damn, you two rabbit cubs, it's against you!"

Han Feng shouted, but the screams were quickly drowned in the fists and feet, and ten minutes later, the three of them all hung up the color, and the monk and Duan Peng were old colors and added new colors.

Han Feng was no better, he no longer had his usual solemnity in panting, and scolded: "You two rabbit cubs, you are really a church apprentice starving to death Master, and you don't take it slowly, it really hurts." ”

As he spoke, the three of them glanced at each other, and suddenly laughed together, the laughter covered the four fields, and a brotherhood of comrades-in-arms as thick as blood spread silently in this small circle......

(It's finally over, these two chapters are a bit long...... ）