October 2116. Lushan.

On the training ground of the Flying Dragon Camp Training Base, Hua Feng and Xiaomeng sat on the ground. Looking at the white clouds floating in the clear sky, blowing the warm autumn breeze of Lushan, the two of them looked up at the sky back to back, the autumn sun sprinkled on their bodies, and the lazy feeling made people have the urge to sleep.

"Xiaomeng, do you remember the impending disaster I told you?" Hua Feng turned his head to look at Yunmeng and said.

"Of course, I remember when you told me that this disaster was caused by the distortion of space-time caused by the collapse of space for more than a hundred years, probably in 2120, and the scope of the disaster will be global at that time. Hmmm, right?" said Xiaomeng.

As he grows older, Xiaomeng's figure has become more and more obvious, the convex and the convex. Coupled with her big eyes, shallow dimples and a unique girlish fragrance on her body. Although Hua Feng often stays with Xiaomeng, sometimes he will be fascinated by Xiaomeng's good-looking smile and look in a daze.

Feeling Hua Feng's almost intoxicated gaze when he turned around to look at him, Xiao Mengqiao's face flushed, but she felt beautiful in her heart. After all, being liked by people you like is a happy thing for everyone.

Hua Feng, who came back to his senses, nodded embarrassedly, and continued: "Mm-hmm." That's right, so the matter of breaking the army has reminded us that improving our strength as soon as possible is the most important thing at the moment, after more than half a month of cultivation, I have a faint feeling of wanting to break through at the moment. Xiaomeng, you also have to hurry up your cultivation, although I will always protect you, but my own strength is also indispensable. ”

"En. I know! Brother Hua Feng is more nagging now than before, hehe..."

"Ahh Don't run!" Hua Feng chased after Xiao Meng.

The pleasant time is always short-lived, and after the two of them have been fighting for a while, they go back to the camp to train.

It has been more than half a month since the last training camp, when the battalion commander's younger brother broke the army and died with an immortal-killing arrow, and except for more severe training, the battalion commander rarely showed up every day. For Po Jun who finally lost his life to save the battalion commander, everyone felt that he had a good conscience, and gradually forgave him. The one who was most touched by this incident was the battalion commander Chen Sheng.

No one thought that the mighty and tough battalion commander on weekdays would not show anything in ordinary times. But in the Wyvern Camp, he can really be regarded as a top one master. It's just because of the death of the broken army, maybe it's guilt, maybe it's something else. After returning to the base with the team, Chen Sheng only said one sentence: Practice for battle! The sweat left today is to keep tomorrow from bloodshed!

And then it's training, training, and training. The intensity and density of the training have nearly doubled, and although the training was very hard, everyone gritted their teeth and persevered, and they did not understand the battalion commander's good intentions; in the days to come, the battalion commander's words: Training is for battle! The sweat left today is to keep the blood from being shed tomorrow! It is engraved in the hearts of every student of the Flying Dragon Battalion.

Perhaps the battalion commander also sensed that a crisis was coming. Regardless of Chi You, who doesn't know when it will appear again, the rumor that the disaster in five years is getting closer and closer, and there are only less than five years left, Chen Sheng does not dare to slack off, especially the Flying Dragon Battalion, which is one of the strongest special forces at this time.

The special forces cadets of the Wyvern Battalion are required to complete the following courses in one day:

15 kg weight-bearing long-distance running, 5 kilometers in 22 minutes;

800-meter hurdles take no more than 4 minutes;

Throw* hundreds of times, each time exceeding 80 meters;

In one minute, push 100 push-ups or 70 pounds of barbell hand push 60 times.

(1) Combat skills training. Every special forces is required to be proficient in all kinds of weapons of his own army and foreign armies, including all kinds of firearms, *, guns*, small-caliber artillery and anti-tank weapons, and he must be extremely skilled in hand-to-hand combat. Every special soldier must adapt to street fighting, night fighting, and be able to search and capture, escape from danger.

(2) Mobile skills training. Of course, driving all kinds of vehicles is not a problem, but skillful troubleshooting and the use of equipment and weapons on motor vehicles are the basic requirements.

(3) Infiltration skills training. Parachuting, climbing, traversing minefields, recognizing charts and long-distance cross-country marching are just as capable as athletes in their professions.

(4) Reconnaissance and espionage skills training. There are mainly a variety of means to obtain information, such as observation and lurking, eavesdropping, capturing prisoners, interrogating prisoners, taking photographs, etc., and when necessary, it is necessary to use encrypted communication and communication. Do more than 200 exercises on the single parallel bars and two exercises each;

The rest of the time, in addition to eating and sleeping, is to cultivate, absorb qi, gather qi, and improve cultivation.

Three months passed quickly, and all the cadets had become real special forces in the Wyvern Battalion, a qualified fighter. And Hua Feng's cultivation during this period miraculously reached the realm of the thirtieth level of the king level. And Xiao Meng is already a king-level twenty-seventh-level cultivator, without using her true qi, she can already fight with Hua Feng in actual combat, which shows how fast she has progressed.

The cultivation of Li Long, Wang Yue, Yang Tian, and Shuang Ning is already a king-level primary cultivation, and in addition to the help of the instructors, the daily training is inseparable from their own desperate cultivation.

In the past few months, that nightmare has rarely appeared on Hua Feng's body again, but Hua Feng has never questioned the authenticity of that ability.