The fact that there was such a monster in the bootcamp warmed the flying squirrel's heart, although he did not explicitly agree to his invitation.

but

The handsome boy in front of him still revealed his yearning for his fleet in his eyes.

Looks like you can fight for it.

If he had heard the old saying that the better-looking the better, the more likely he would be to deceive, and he might have formed an understanding very early.

If he could see the strange expression of the teacher Zefa, as well as Xiu Zuo's black and purple face.

He probably won't say the words, "With me, I won't let you be assigned to anyone else!" ”

Mo Sen was speechless, he didn't expect the Flying Squirrel Lieutenant General to be so upright at this time, you must know that when he went to Nine Snake Island 10 years later, he was praised by the empress for his rich experience.

Sure enough, time is the most powerful ability, and everything must change under its ability, no matter what is good.

Zefa can't stand it anymore, what kind of character Mo Sen has in the entire recruit camp everyone knows, and now this upright disciple.

"Flying squirrel, let's not talk about that. It just so happens that you came over today, you can teach Mo Sen's swordsmanship, after all, the instructors of the recruit camp are still a little weaker, and it is enough to teach ordinary recruits, but Mo Sen has already become a swordsman......"

Zefa paused before continuing: "There are still three months between now and the graduation of this batch of recruits, if you don't have a mission, you will come here to teach swordsmanship." For the specific time, you come up with a plan with Xiuzuo. ”

The flying squirrels have no opinion, and some of these lieutenant generals themselves will come over to teach the recruits part-time. However, some people who don't have a good relationship with Zefa will deal with an errand, and people like him who really respect Zefa and have a close relationship are more conscientious.

"Teacher, don't worry, I may have to stay in the headquarters for a while after this mission. It is also a good time to test the progress of the recruits' swordsmanship in the past six months. ”

There is no doubt that the flying squirrel belongs to this kind of conscientious person, and his respect for Zefa is also from the heart.

In the past three months, the two of them, Flying Squirrel and Huoshan Mountain, have been disciples of Zefa.

Other lieutenant generals who also came to teach part-time were mostly just completed as a task.

However, Mo Sen didn't care too much, even the two of the three generals except for the pheasant were not all the way with Zefa, and they were even a little dirty.

There are so many lieutenant generals, and they have different ideas in the past, as long as they don't impose it on themselves.

Zefa and Xiuzo were so good to him, and Mawson wouldn't let them end up with that tragic ending.

The first commander of the navy, everything is under control.

"Of course I don't have to worry about your personality, flying squirrel, then I will ask you for the swordsmanship teaching of the recruit camp during this time."

Zefa bowed slightly to the flying squirrel, but was dodged by the flying squirrel.

"The teacher is too polite, the new barracks are supposed to send fresh blood to our navy, this is not only the teacher's new barracks, but also the entire navy, and it is right to do something for the new barracks."

Mawson looked at the Mu in front of him, and his heart was a little dark, as a pirate fan, is there anything more enjoyable than seeing a figure standing in front of him so vividly?

Speaking out and envying you to death, he thought to himself.

……

……

The next morning, the recruits were called together after completing their physical training.

The original few sword instructors have stepped aside, and now they are the new flying squirrels.

The recruit camp team was divided into 3 teams according to the realm of swordsmanship, and Mo Sen on the side originally wanted to stand with Lao Wa, but was taken out by the instructor to be a separate team.

On the other side, there is no swordsmanship, which is normal, after all, this is not the lowest minions of the navy.

The people here either have good talent or good backgrounds. Learn what to see what you are suitable for, and second, to see what you choose.

The boot camp is no joke to teach you according to your aptitude, and you will deepen your strengths from this side of what you are good at.

Of course, it is impossible for so many people to be all-encompassing, unless you are particularly prominent and focused on training.

There are classes there, and the classes in this world are more distinct, and no one thinks it's wrong. If you are strong and talented, then you should come out on top.

The flying squirrel stood in front of everyone, the righteous dagger draped on his body had been put aside, and he looked extremely energetic and charming in a purple striped suit.

"I'm not here to teach you, not to teach waste."

The tone is domineering, and the words spoken are also sharp.

"Part of my swordsmanship is learned, and more part is from fighting, and your swordsmanship foundation is already very solid. Without further ado, the third echelon is still taught by your original instructors. ”

"When you enter the second echelon, you will be qualified to let me teach."

"As for the second echelon, my teaching is very strict, much stricter than your previous instructors, you have to be mentally prepared."

"First echelon ......"

The flying squirrel said this, and his tone was so stunned that he almost got stuck.

At most, 90% of the third echelon of the three echelons are there, there are only a dozen people in the second echelon, and as for the first echelon - only Mawson himself.

Mawson looked at the emotionally interrupted flying squirrel and felt that he had been cheated by these unscrupulous coaches, which was clearly to make all his recruits hostile to him.

Hey, sometimes I don't fit in with everyone because I'm too handsome and good.

I also want to keep a low profile, but he doesn't allow it.

"The first echelon waits and I teach the second echelon together."

It was obvious that the flying squirrel was not in a coherent mood, but it was still arranged.

"Now, the third echelon is disbanded and continues training with their respective instructors. The first and second echelons come with me. ”

Mo Sen and his party silently followed the flying squirrel to the area dedicated to practicing knife skills, and at this time, the dummies and the like in the knife practice area had been cleared.

Mawson and the people of the second echelon stood in this small independent field.

The leader on the opposite side was Mawson's roommate, 208's Warrickroze, and the only two of them in the entire dormitory practiced swordsmanship.

His scalp was numb at this time, and he thought in his heart that it was not that I didn't want to go over with you, but that I was not qualified enough, big brother.

The flying squirrel stood still, his face serious, and his eyes fierce at them.

"Now, everyone has replaced all the wooden knives they use for practice with their own knives."

The first sentence made several people's faces ugly, which seemed to be a real shot.

However, the flying squirrel did not bother.

"One minute, all the changes are over, and you will be late at your own risk."

Mawson didn't move, he had been using his own knife all along.

A minute passed quickly, and everyone returned with knives, but of all kinds.

Some are navy-style long knives, and some are not bargains when you look at the blade pattern.

"It was nice that no one was late. Now, I'm going to test your sword progress. ”

The flying squirrel looked at Mawson and the second echelon, and a smile appeared on his serious face.

"The first echelon fights the second echelon, I will start after counting three times!"