(Demon Boy: How is it, the protagonist has slowly shown his unique talent, right?) Everyone will like Lei Hongfei at the beginning, that's for sure, but what about Lei Hongfei's surname, it will never be possible to catch up with the same surname of the warrior song, but people like Fengyinglou are different, not to mention surpassing, at least they can reach the same level. Of course, they are standing in different fields in the end, thank you all for supporting you so much, and you threw the recommendation to me)

Really, Xue Ningbo swears, she just wants to try it, the eight-year-old in front of her, who has never known how to speak actively, has always honestly hid behind Lei Hongfei, and the little radish head who will never show up until she has no choice but to hide her hand, and what new things can he come up with in his little head, so she has obviously got a pretty good answer, and she still continues to press.

"If you can give me another reason to accept it," Xue Ningbo stared at Fengyinglou's small face bag with a smiling gaze, she, a perverted instructor who is good at using a big stick, suddenly threw out a big red date for the first time: "After you go back to school, I will invite you to eat barbecue, eat enough to be full, well, and orange juice will be given away for free!" ”

Orange juice!

Barbecue!!

Enough to manage the running food!!

Fengyinglou's eyes instantly seemed to be connected to high-voltage electricity, and the thief was bright and the thief was bright.

Of course, there is no need to ask, it must be the damn Mo Tian, who actually wrote the shortcoming of Fengyinglou's greedy mouth and delicious into his personal file, so Instructor Xue Ningbo was able to prescribe the right medicine, and as soon as he made a move, he pinched Fengyinglou's death hole!

Now look at the Wind Shadow Building's eyes that are constantly turning and turning, looking at his little face bag, suddenly revealing a sincere and thoughtful expression, everyone present, one by one, who doesn't know that this little brother's brain has entered a state of high-speed rotation like a computer hard drive?!

"Instructor, I've watched the movie 'The Eternal Wave', and when I heard those underground ** members send reports to the headquarters, there are two sounds: 'drop' and 'da', but there is a difference between long and short, isn't it actually very simple to send a report?"

Faced with this sudden question, Xue Ningbo nodded and said: "It's very simple, in fact, we can tap the table with our fingers, and we can also send a complete set of Mohs code with the weight and length of time." ”

"Hmmm......"

Fengyinglou continued to ponder, and after a long time, he said a little stumblingly: "Then, if, maybe, probably, probably, maybe, there are not six pipes on this boot, put a few of them into the insect repellent with different tastes, every time you walk a way, change one to release a different smell, the smell is different, the length of the road surface is different, in the absence of walkie-talkies, with this method, can you send out the Mohs code that the instructor just said, so that the people who follow behind know the people who are walking in front, What do you want to say? ”

"Hey! Feed! Feed! Zhou Yuqi couldn't help but widen his eyes, "You and we are all dogs, even if he changes his volatile hand, who can smell it in the primeval jungle?" Do you think that dogs can help us decipher the Mohs code, and then use their mouths to hold a pen and write words on paper that humans can understand? ”

"Not really."

After thinking about it for so long just now, it is obvious that Fengyinglou has thought about this question and found the answer, "The dog will bark, for example, it smells different smells, one bark represents 'Di', two calls represent 'da', three calls are long sounds, and four calls are short tones, doesn't it become a usable radio receiver?" ”

"I'll torture, you really dare to fly the wings of your imagination, and you can pull the nonsense in vain!" Zhou Yuqi shook his head again and again, "I think it's really condescending to let you enter the Fifth Special Force Elite Training School." With nonsense like yours, you can have your own system and have the ability to speak well, so it's better to read a lot of books and become a science fiction writer in the future! Don't say it, it's definitely a promising career......"

As he spoke, Zhou Yuqi's words with a bit of ridicule stopped abruptly, because in a casual glance back, he finally saw the expression on the face of Instructor Xue Ningbo, who had been silent.

Zhou Yuqi saw absolute disbelief, absolute incredible, and absolute shock on Instructor Xue Ningbo's face. She looked at Fengyinglou's eyes, as if she was watching a dinosaur from the Cretaceous era, through the time and space tunnel, suddenly appeared in front of her, and could speak verbally, with a big mouth and a big mouth for her, shouting "Hello"!

Xue Ningbo walked in front of Feng Ying Lou, she looked at the child's face carefully over and over again, as if she wanted to determine whether the words that Feng Ying Lou said just now were improvised by him, or whether he had seen or heard something, and he could use it casually.

Eight years old, this child is already eight years old.

Standing so close, Xue Ningbo realized that Fengyinglou's eyes were as clear as a pool of autumn water like a newborn baby. It seems that in the past eight years, he has lived in a space without any pollution and without the slightest deceit, so that he can preserve this most rare innocence.

Perhaps because he had no distractions, when he concentrated all his energy and intelligence on his desire for food, this eight-year-old child jumped over the worldly obstacles and the barriers formed by the so-called experience, and let the eagle of thinking spread his wings and soar, condescendingly, saw through the layers of fog, and directly locked the "reality" that sounded so incredible, sounded so exaggerated, but did exist!

This kid may not be a genius with a high IQ, but he has a pair of penetrating eyes!

An instructor, an eight-year-old student who had not officially stepped into the school, looked at each other quietly like that, I don't know how long it took for Qiu Yue's words to finally break this strange silence, "Instructor, what is this rope for?" I watched some professional killers in movies, and I like to strangle people from behind with a thin steel wire and strangle them to death. This rope can't be a weapon for the same purpose, right? ”

What Qiu Yue carried in his hand was a thin rope that was transparent and easy to be ignored at night or in environments such as the jungle. The rope was about 50 centimeters long, with a hook at one end and a tooth-sized black plastic sleeve at the other end.

At this time, Xue Ningbo no longer wanted to play any quiz games with these students, she removed the magazine on the MP5 submachine gun in her hand, and then said to Qiu Yue: "You come to grab my gun." ”

Seeing Qiu Yue moving closer to him step by step, Xue Ningbo knew that this student who had already obtained the second stage of the taekwondo black belt was very nervous, in fact, whoever stood in Qiu Yue's point of view and had to grab the gun in the hands of an instructor of the Fifth Special Force would be nervous!

Xue Ningbo raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't resist, you just treat me as an ordinary soldier." ”

Hearing this, Qiu Yue breathed a long sigh of relief, he nodded vigorously, and shouted, "Okay! ”

Qiu Yue walked in front of Xue Ningbo, grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled it outward, Xue Ningbo let go, and almost at the same time, in the chamber of the MP5 submachine gun, there was a "click", and the thimble hit the air.

Qiu Yue was really stunned. If there were still bullets in this submachine gun, the bullets would have already entered his body when he was fighting for weapons.

And the one who pulled the trigger was the rope that was put on the submachine gun trigger with a black plastic sleeve at one end, and the other end was fixed on a certain part of Xue Ningbo's sleeve with a hook, which was transparent and easy to be ignored!

"It's called a bolt rope, and I don't recommend you to use it on the battlefield, because the black soft plastic sleeve is very thin and looks indifferent, but it will affect the sense of rhythm that you slowly develop when you put your fingers on the trigger when you shoot. However, there are times when this bolt rope has unexpected special uses. ”

In front of all the trainees, Xue Ningbo put down the MP5 submachine gun in his hand, took a large number of Bayi rifles equipped with active soldiers from an assistant instructor, and put the black soft leather holster with the gun rope on the rifle plate.

"You shouldn't be exposed to this advanced class on the use of firearms just yet, but for the sake of your surprise time and time again, I'm going to let you watch a free show."

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