After leaving the office, Serge patrolled the base alone. Compared with Marin Vando, the base area of the G3 division is much smaller, and the model of the base is very similar to that of Marin Vando, in addition to the base fortress, there is also a civilian urban area behind, and the construction in the base is very complete.

"Stop, who are you?" The soldier at the sentry asked, pointing his gun at Searle.

"It's me, the adjutant who just arrived today." Serge turned and replied.

"Oh, it's Lieutenant Colonel." After seeing Searle clearly, the patrolling soldiers saluted Searle and said, "Why haven't you rested yet?" ”

Serge's huge size is very conspicuous, almost two or three times the size of a normal person, and he can easily recognize it even in the dark.

In particular, Serge's appalling behavior during the day can be said to have spread throughout the base and become a topic of conversation among the soldiers.

The soldiers were very curious about the new lieutenant colonel, but they never had the opportunity to talk face-to-face.

"Haha, I just came to the G3 base and couldn't sleep, so I just came out for a walk." Of course, Serge didn't dare to tell others that he was caught by Thurguen as a laborer, so he could only pass it casually.

"By the way, did you kill all those sea kings today, lieutenant colonel?" The patrol soldier asked excitedly.

"Who knows? That's not a glorious thing, so let's not continue to discuss it. Searle said with an embarrassed face: "Okay, you go on patrol, I still have something." ”

Under the soldier's unfinished gaze, Serge quickly left the square.

At night, the shore is cool with a gust of sea breeze.

With the dim light on the lookout, Searle carefully read the notes given to him by Zefa.

"It's not practical to learn the six styles at once, which one should I choose?" Searle had a hard time making a decision.

"Prioritize shaving practice, it seems that speed has always been my shortcoming." After some contemplation, Searle finally decided on the direction of his practice.

Lanjiao and Yuebu are both moves that are improved on the basis of shaving, and you can learn to shave and then learn, although the finger gun is also very practical, but it is not very suitable for Searle to learn.

After all, Serr's fingers alone are about to catch up with normal fists, and it is better to use only fists than to attack with fingers.

Iron and paper painting are both defensive martial arts, which are too weak for Searle's own conditions.

Strange to say, Searle had long since discovered that his body seemed to have the potential to be a monster. In a state of relaxation of the whole body, ordinary swords can't even break the skin, even if they practice domineering swordsmen, they can only slash.

When you learn to arm yourself in the future, your body's defensive ability will far exceed that of iron and paper paintings, so why do you want to learn defensive martial arts in one fell swoop?

Determined the goal of his practice, Searle began to shave training.

The principle of shaving is to step on the ground dozens of times at high speed in a row, generating explosive reaction force to make your feet move quickly.

This requires a lot of leg strength and coordination, and you also need to find your own direction in the rapid movement, and those who start to practice shaving first, even if they have learned to step on the spot in the first stage, cannot control their direction.

Shaving is a movement skill, which means that the faster the better, and the most difficult thing to control is the direction of this fast movement.

"Da~Da~"

Serre quickly stepped on the ground with his left foot, and a second passed in an instant, and he could only step on the spot five times, which was already the limit speed.

After practicing again and again, Serge gradually found the trick of pedaling quickly, and the number of pedals in a second has increased from the original five times to eight, you know, each time the pedal increases once, it means that the difficulty has also doubled, and the further it goes, the more so.

As for why he hasn't learned to shave thoroughly, it's not because his physical strength is not enough, but because Searle's own congenital conditions don't allow it.

Because the body is too large, it is not easy for Searle to grasp the rhythm in the process of pedaling, and the coordination of the body cannot keep up, this kind of pedaling can not be achieved by speed alone, but more importantly, the coordination and rhythm of the body.

"Goo~Goo~Goo"

Serge's stomach protested, and since yesterday afternoon, Serge hadn't even had a glass of water, let alone food.

In the blink of an eye, the east was white, and the first rays of the morning sun shone on the earth.

Serge also stopped practicing, "I wonder where Miss Zyra is?" ”

Serge left the coast and headed in the direction of the cafeteria.

It was just dawn, and everyone in the fortress had not gotten up except for the soldiers standing guard and patrolling.

Just as Searle was passing by the cafeteria, he noticed that the lights inside were on.

"Anyone?" Serge asked as he walked into the cafeteria.

"What's the noise? Isn't it time to eat yet? A fierce female voice came from the back kitchen of the cafeteria.

"It's me, Miss Zyra, I didn't eat yesterday, and I'm a little hungry now." As soon as Serge heard that this was Miss Zyra's voice, he immediately shouted.

As soon as the words fell, two women walked out of the back kitchen, one of the young and beautiful was Miss Zyra, whom Serre knew, and the other older one didn't know, maybe she was the head chef of the G3 base.

"It's Lieutenant Colonel Serge, of course it's no problem, I've already prepared the food." Zyra smiled sweetly at Ser, and then brought the food out.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of these two people is really good, and the table full of dishes immediately attracted Searle's attention.

The rich aroma instantly spread throughout the cafeteria, which made Searle's fingers flutter.

"Hello Lieutenant Colonel Serge, I'm Jie Mi, the head chef of the G3 Division, and I'm Jie La's sister. Thank you for your first meeting! The woman next to Zyra introduced herself.

"Hello, I didn't expect Miss Zyra's sister to be so beautiful." Serge swallowed as he looked at the table full of food and saluted in return.

"Hehehe, Lieutenant Colonel Searle is really good at talking." Jemimi covered her mouth and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

"Can I eat it now?" Serge's stomach kept protesting.

The two sisters smiled: "Of course you can, please eat!" ”

Searle sat down at the table instantly, grabbed the plate and poured it into his mouth.

"It's really weird. Yo, what's this? Searle muttered as he ate something in his mouth.

"Don't worry, it's never too late to talk after eating." Jemi laughed.

Serge turned on the hungry ghost mode and ate the dishes on the table like a storm.

"Immon~" Searle touched his bulging belly and thanked: "Thank you so much, I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time." ”

"It's our duty to cook for the Navy soldiers, and there's nothing to thank you for, but I want to thank you." Jemmy held her chin in her right hand and smiled softly.

"Nani, thank me?" Searle's face was puzzled.

"Well, the ingredients used in the cooking just now are all sea kings sent by you Lieutenant Colonel." Zyra stifled a laugh and interjected.

"Yes, the ingredients you sent here can last the base for nearly a month." Jiemi explained with a smile.

Searle touched his nose in embarrassment.

As the screen turns, Lieutenant General Thurgunn arrives at the front of the office early in the morning, his face full of playful smiles, as if he can foresee a tired Searle still working on papers.

"Haha, how can you be an adjutant if you can't even complete this little work?" Thurgunn shouted as he opened the office door, "Huh? What about people? Where have the people gone? ”

The office was empty, save for neat papers on the desk.

Thurguen picked up the document bag and opened it, and the time, processing method, and stamp were all handled impeccably.

"How is this possible? Eric's reckless descendant still has such ability? Thurgunn straightened his beard in disbelief and muttered to himself.

Ordering Searle to deal with the documents was originally deliberately difficult, in order to kill his sharpness, but he didn't expect it to be really done by him.

Thurgunn picked up a few more documents and looked at them, well, they handled it very well, and even the bounty that was issued was very appropriate.

"Haha, what a nice young man." Thurgunn put the papers back on his desk, and a relieved smile appeared on his face: "Maybe when I retire, he can inherit the position of commander, so where did that little ghost go?" ”