"Ready." The ten recruits all replied loudly, full of momentum.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of confidence!

After three months of training, the ten soldiers in front of him have undergone earth-shaking changes, becoming more and more soldiers, everyone is full of energy, the upright posture is like a pine, and the body is faintly exuding a trace of ruthlessness and perseverance!

This is the biggest difference in temperament between them and the rest of the recruits.

At the beginning, Yang Feng trained them for a long time in a military posture and walking in unison, which polished their perseverance, and the practice of military physical boxing later cultivated their ferocious ruthlessness!

As a soldier, you must be ruthless, ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to yourself!

Yang Feng turned around and waited for the appearance.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a timid voice came from the team.

"What's wrong?" Yang Feng turned around and asked.

"Squad leader, I suddenly want to go to the toilet." A soldier's face flushed and he said anxiously.

"Bear with it!" Yang Feng took a look at the order of appearance, he had already arrived at the recruit company of their regiment, and there were still two classes about to appear, so it would definitely be too late to go to the toilet at this time.

"But I can't help it." The soldier's tone was full of tears, he also hated his stomach to death, when did he feel bad? Just dropped the chain at this critical time!

"If you can't help it, you have to endure it! Does the enemy give you time to go to the toilet on the battlefield? Yang Feng roared in a low voice, "Now is the battlefield, for the third squad of our recruit company, this is war, are you quite a deserter?" ”

"Report, I don't want to!" The soldier shouted excitedly.

In the space of three months, Yang Feng has cultivated their backbone and fearlessness as a soldier.

It's okay to sacrifice, but you can't be a deserter!

"Then bear with it." Yang Feng said, "This is on the battlefield, my life is about to be saved, and I am still in the mood to?" ”

"Yes!" The soldier shouted, his face flushed, and he tried to endure it no matter how uncomfortable his stomach was.

"The following training shows the third squad of the XX Regiment Recruit Company!" The major's voice came from the loudspeaker.

"It's time for us to play!" Yang Feng roared in a low voice, "Give me the ruthlessness of training, our goal is to be the champion!" ”

"Yes!" The crowd roared loudly, deafening.

Ten recruits from the third squad of the recruit company walked to the front of the rostrum under the leadership of Yang Feng, and each step was 75 centimeters, not a single difference.

The soldiers on the training ground may not be able to see it, but every soldier in the third squad knows that every step he takes is 75 centimeters!

This is self-confidence and confidence!

And this 75 centimeters is even more comfortable than words.

It's so pleasing to the eye.

The cloudy eyes of the lieutenant general in the middle of the rostrum were shining, staring at Yang Feng's class tightly, and nodding incessantly.

"Old chief, do you think this class is good?" The major general, who was sitting next to the lieutenant general, said, his eyes flashing with doubt.

In the training display of so many recruit classes before, the old chief looked calm, why did he suddenly laugh now.

"Hmm." The lieutenant general nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, "If you look closely, you will find that every step that this class took in unison just now is 75 centimeters." ”

"Really?" The major general was a little surprised, "I really didn't pay attention just now, but you really have eyes like torches, you can see this." ”

"I have been a soldier all my life, and I have walked in unison for a lifetime, and the distance of 75 centimeters is already deeply rooted in my soul." The lieutenant general said with a smile, "Although those classes just now are also very neat, there are still slight gaps, a few millimeters does not affect the whole, but this class is amazing, every step of the ten soldiers is not bad at all, and the overall sense has reached a higher level." ”

"Oh, no wonder I look so comfortable." The major general was stunned.

"Interesting, interesting!" The lieutenant general said with a smile, "It is not easy for this squad leader to train a group of recruit dolls to this level in three months with such a strict attitude!" ”

"Yes!" The major general also nodded again and again, and his expression when he looked at Yang Feng in the audience was also full of appreciation.

Yang Feng in the audience didn't know that the two leaders were praising him.

Now he seems to have returned to the night when he was on a mission with the Thunder in Libya, and he seems to have returned to the time when he jumped into the river with Zhang Xiaoshan in the special forces selection competition.

Focused, serious, focused!

Yang Feng only had his ten soldiers in his eyes, and nothing else.

"Stand upright, take a break, turn left, turn right, turn back, straddle ......" Yang Feng stood at the front and gave a series of instructions to his ten soldiers.

The ten soldiers were all looking ahead, their eyes were full of strong confidence, all their movements were neat and neat, and there was a faint ruthlessness contained in the movements.

That's the biggest difference from other recruit classes!

Soon the queue training demonstration was completed, and the next step was the demonstration of military physical boxing.

Ten soldiers dispersed one after another under Yang Feng's command.

"Military Gym Ready!" Yang Feng drank!

"Drink!" Everyone shouted in unison, with great momentum, hidden tiger and wolf predation, and even with a sense of life and death.

Yang Feng watched the drill of everyone's military physical boxing, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

When I practiced two days ago, this "momentum" was not obvious, but today it has been vaguely formed.

This kind of momentum was realized by Yang Feng when he watched the Thunder and the boss of the Death Mercenary Group fight in Libya.

Silent when quiet, momentum like a tiger when moving!

Only those who have truly experienced the battlefield of life and death can have this temperament.

For the soldiers of the third squad of the recruit company, they will never experience it without going to the battlefield, but after Yang Feng's continuous intensive training, they have already comprehended their form!

Didn't comprehend its god, but it was enough.

In the stands, Zhao Qixing, the commander of the hero company, endured his excitement, with a thick smile on his face, and his mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ears.

On the rostrum, the lieutenant general sitting in the center also kept nodding, and his eyes were full of appreciation.

"Not bad, not bad." The lieutenant general praised and was very satisfied.

Soon, the military physical boxing drill was completed.

Yang Feng took the third class for the next training demonstration, shooting and shooting.

The level of the three training squads was slightly worse, and the shooting level of the soldiers in the squad was uneven.

However, the results of this round were calculated according to the average score, and the shooting level of Lin Hai and the other three cadre disciples was the top level among all the recruits, which just complemented the soldiers with poor shooting skills.

So the overall average score is still in the middle and upper reaches!

After the shooting and target shooting demonstration, Yang Feng led the team back to the front of the rostrum, stood up and saluted and shouted loudly: "Report!" The third class of the recruit company of the XX regiment has completed the demonstration and training display, and the leader is invited to show it. ”

The lieutenant general in the middle of the rostrum stood up, showed a kind smile, and said, "Little doll, what's your name?" ”