Chapter Twenty-Seven: Please Accept Me
readx;?“ Hehe! Long Zhongtian stared at Li Changren and smiled indifferently: "Please remember one thing, I'm talking about special forces, real special forces, not just qualified dragon soul warriors who have reached the foundation of becoming special forces." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"What!" Li Changren's eyes widened, and he said excitedly: "Young Marshal, so the legendary Dragon Soul Warrior is only at the level where the basic level of the class in your mind is qualified. ”
At this moment, Li Changren really couldn't accept it, what a powerful class of troops it would be, how powerful that kind of soldiers were, one as a hundred, one as a thousand, one as ten thousand, he didn't dare to imagine how terrifying the class in Long Zhongtian's mouth was.
"Yes, I will establish such a force, and it will only take half a year, and only need a hundred people, this time I will no longer establish an iron-blooded team of 10,000 people, but a special combat team composed of small combatants, they will complete tasks that cannot be completed by a million army, and even more important than the value of the existence of a legion." Long Zhongtian's eyes burst with light, and his expression was serious and resolute.
"If you weren't Long Zhongtian, Young Marshal Long, I would definitely think you were a madman, a complete madman, how could this be, are you a god?" Every muscle and bone in Li Changren's whole body was trembling.
"Do you think I'm joking?". Long Zhongtian laughed, feeling ridiculous at Li Changren's suspicion.
"Okay, no matter what, if the young marshal can really establish such a force, I will not hesitate to do it, old man." Yang Yiyun knew very well that it would definitely be difficult to establish such a force, and it would be even more difficult than ascending to the sky.
Long Zhongtian shook his head and sighed decadently: "I regret it, I changed my original intention with my father's existence, just for the sake of the Japanese, I lost my due calm, abandoned my own book, I'm afraid it will be difficult to establish such a force, half a year, becoming such a soldier is also a life for a soldier king, how many people can have the courage to challenge." ”
Such a demeanor Long Zhongtian deliberately did it, since he recovered his memory, he had a plan, but after Yang Lao's point of contact, his thoughts were firm, his eyes were aimed at Yang Lao's apprentice, Long Zhongtian understood how much perseverance it takes to practice Bagua Boxing, and the great perseverance of becoming a special soldier is fundamental, and the probability of having such perseverance to achieve a real special forces is very high.
"You don't need to worry about this, the old man has so many dozens of disciples, if the young marshal is willing, the old man will hand it over to you." Yang Yiyun said, but he knew that this was far from enough, and he didn't know how many people could really reach the class of troops in Long Zhongtian's mouth, a truly qualified special forces.
The corners of Long Zhongtian's mouth showed a smile imperceptibly in the two of them, he was waiting for Yang Yiyun's words, he was happy in his heart but remained silent, and said seriously: "Oh, I don't know how many disciples Yang Lao has, whether they are willing or not, please rest assured, as long as they become special forces, as long as they are not willing to sacrifice, I believe that no one in this world can take their lives." ”
"Oh, how can I say this, the old man has thirty-six disciples, from sixteen to forty years old." Yang Yiyun's brows furrowed, he was a little unhappy with Long Zhongtian's words, these words were too big.
Long Zhongtian felt Yang Yiyun's expression, and immediately pondered and found that there was something wrong with what he said just now, and added: "As long as you don't meet a strong person like Yang Lao, Long Zhongtian is not exaggerating, but if you really fight with your life, Zhongtian still says that even if you are a powerful martial artist, you will have seven layers of certainty to kill you after becoming a special soldier." ”
"Oh?" Yang Yiyun's body was shocked, at this moment he felt that Long Zhongtian was not lying, and at this moment, Li Changren was shocked by Long Zhongtian's words and was completely as stiff as a sculpture.
"Hehe, in fact, the biggest skill of special forces is survival, learn to survive in any environment, they have only one purpose on the battlefield, that is, to live well in the mission." Long Zhongtian's words were powerful.
"Okay, the old man will hand over all the apprentices to you, the old man is waiting for the day to come, and the old man will go out of the island once, collect special talents on the rivers and lakes, and transport them in the name of your young marshal, you can rest assured that even if you pick one out of a hundred, you have inexhaustible soldiers, haha......" Yang Yiyun laughed.
Yang Yiyun, Lao Chengjing, couldn't see that Long Zhongtian was practicing just now, and he was beating the attention of his apprentice, but he was Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, and one was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer.
"Oh!" Long Zhongtian's eyebrows twitched.
"In fact, with the prestige of the young marshal, as long as the news of the young marshal's rebuilding of the dragon soul is spread on the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that this island will be squeezed out." Yang Yiyun saw Long Zhongtian's doubts and explained, and Long Zhongtian also laughed.
But after a moment, Long Zhongtian's face suddenly became serious: "Okay, since this is the case, you still need the help of Yang Lao, if you want to enter the dragon soul, you must withstand the assessment, and this assessment is three months, if you can stay, you can really step into the Demon Gong Brigade, release the news, the Demon Gong Brigade is three months, and there are only two results when the assessment is over, one is to survive in the Demon Gong Brigade and become a real Dragon Soul warrior, a real devil special soldier, and two, to die in the Demon Gong Brigade." ”
Yang Yiyun's spirit was shocked, and he looked at Long Zhongtian in shock, at this moment he found that Long Zhongtian's breath had become very indifferent, it was indifferent to life, and Long Zhongtian's breath at this moment suddenly became very cold, and the cold made people tremble, and this feeling was the perfect contrast to this indifference from the words just now.
As soon as such news is released, I'm afraid that few people dare to try, and the people in the rivers and lakes who really dare to try and dare to come over must be crazy strongmen who are not afraid.
"Good!" Yang Yiyun cut the railway.
At this moment, the heavy footsteps of the pillar came into Long Zhongtian, Yang Yiyun and Li Changren's ears looked out of the door together, and the seriously injured **** of the pillar moved towards Long Zhongtian step by step, and the current state of the pillar looked as if it would fall down next.
Long Zhongtian, Li Changren knew very well how many injuries the pillar was, and his eyes widened and looked at the pillar, and Long Zhongtian's wide eyes were even more shining, quietly watching the pillar move towards him step by step.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...... Heavy footsteps counted in Long Zhongtian's heart, to be honest, the pillar was so seriously injured that it could be supported until now Long Zhongtian did not expect it, one step, when the pillar was still one step away from Long Zhongtian, he knelt down in front of Long Zhongtian with a bang: "Young marshal, please accept me." ”
Long Zhongtian's body trembled, and the resolute eyes of the pillar made Long Zhongtian's heart tremble, bang, bang! The pillar slammed its head three times, but his head touched the ground but did not lift it again.
Long Zhongtian's eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and his voice said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze?" You are the father of the pillars. A tear slipped from the corner of Long Zhongtian's eye, and the figure of a woman danced in his mind.
Everything about the pillar was watched by Li Changren, and Li Changren, who had already dripped blood in his heart with Long Zhongtian's words, dodged and hugged the pillar: "Pillar! His voice was low but with a crying voice, and he knew very well how torturous and torturous his son had been these days.