Calais is physically strong, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel it. On the contrary, his body senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people, but on the contrary, he has a superhuman tolerance for the stimulation given by the environment.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't need to wear clothes.

As ordinary people wear, even in the garrison of the 17th Division, Calais looks very low-key.

But he forgot that he was the only idler in the orderly barracks who did not have any tasks.

Everyone was in the heat of training, but Calais was the only one who stood outside to watch.

A new batch of recruits also came to the 17th Division one after another, which made the previously deserted 17th Division full of popularity and vitality.

This time it was replenished with nearly 10,000 men, almost all of whom were recruit pilots.

On the day of the report, Calais stood on the roof of the school yard and watched as the recruits were being transported by truckload after truck, like fresh cans, to this huge training ground.

Calais looked at these young people, the immaturity on their faces had not yet receded, and they were full of enthusiasm to serve the motherland.

These are some young people full of enthusiasm.

Unlike ordinary infantry divisions, those who can come to the 17th Division are all graduates of military academies and have experience in learning mecha manipulation. And ace troops like the 17th Division, those who can come in are the best of the major military academies, with excellent grades and talents.

Because the war was over, Magnolia specifically asked not to be veterans, but only newcomers, hoping to cultivate a group of excellent talents for the country.

She has this confidence.

It took two years to build the former 17th Division into an ace unit, and now she can train this group of newcomers into iron-clad men.

Looking at the fighters on the field who were doing physical training, a smile appeared on Calais's face.

I still remember that on the afternoon of their enlistment, the station organized a fighting match, and Magnolia picked more than 200 people on the wheel, and no one dared to go on stage.

Magnolia, who was already famous, left an even deeper impression on these warriors at this moment.

"As long as you train hard, you can be as strong as me, whether it is a fight or a machine battle, it is not comparable to the 2nd Division!" Magnolia gave a speech to the whole division in the evening, inspiring the warriors who had been frustrated during the day.

The 2nd Division she refers to is the 2nd Panzer Division, which is part of the Federal Sixth Army, led by her old rival Tsanore.

As for Hahurel, who is also one of the three great geniuses, his goal is to become a strategic commander like Adlina, and there is no comparison with the other two who are in the lead.

The recruits were naturally enthusiastic about the speech, and it had to be said that Magnolia had the talent to be the commander of the division.

Boost morale!

But the pain of training is not something that can be offset by enthusiasm.

Magnolia used veterans to lead the recruits, and the former veteran is now at least a squad leader, leading this group of newcomers to train hard.

For half a month after the newcomers, the mecha was not allowed to be touched, and it was all physical training, which made the recruits miserable and made their legs weak.

Only a few who have undergone genetic modification can survive, and those who are simple ordinary people can persist are very rare.

The ultra-high-intensity training during the day makes them look forward to the short rest time every night.

The break was short, and the soldiers gathered in twos and threes to chat, listening to the recruits and listening to the veterans brag.

"You train hard, and there are two more months to estimate that it will be the selection of the special battalion." A veteran puffs out a smoke ring and chats with the others.

The special battalion of the 17th Division will not be directly replenished by veterans, and Magnolia will choose some potential newcomers to join.

No one's talents will be buried.

"This has always been physical training, so will there be mecha training right away?" A recruit picked up the message in the words.

"Of course, after all, it is an armored division, but the division commander pays more attention to physical fitness, and the days of physical training in the future will be long."

"That's great, I must enter the special battalion!" This warrior is full of confidence.

"Come on, it's just you, you can be tired of running 20 kilometers and carrying weights like a dog." Another recruit on the side didn't hesitate to strike at him.

"Damn, so what, I'll be faster than you in a month!" This warrior is very ambitious and puts down harsh words.

"Hahaha." The crowd laughed.

"If you want to enter the special battalion, physical fitness and elite skills are indispensable." The veteran explained.

They have naturally learned all of these in school, and they will naturally not be the only ones who come here.

Everyone had a good chat.

"Eh, by the way, squad leader, let me ask you a question." Suddenly, a warrior lowered his voice and whispered.

"You say." The squad leader threw the cigarette butt into the trash can on the side.

"Who's that guy in a military coat and wandering around with a cane?" The recruits were curious.

"yes, yes, I've seen that cripple a lot, and he's been standing on the roof a lot lately." Hearing this, the other recruits asked the same question.

After all, this is a military camp, not a vegetable market, even if it is a regiment commander and battalion commander in important positions, they will train with everyone, not to mention shopping.

To put it bluntly, it is impossible to go shopping in the barracks during training time.

"Oh, you said Calais." The squad leader suddenly realized. What the recruits didn't expect was that the squad leader actually knew him.

"That's a terrible character." The squad leader said mysteriously on the side.

"What's the big deal, is it a federal general? Tell us about it. The recruits were curious.

"I've only heard the legend of him, and it's rumored that he is the teacher's boyfriend." The squad leader laughed evilly.

"Wow, that's a fake." All the soldiers were exclaiming.

"I, my goddess."

"Liar, I don't believe it!"

At this moment, this group of recruits seemed to have lost their dreams, listless, and annoyed.

"I've also heard that it's better not to inquire into the teacher's private life." The squad leader shrugged his shoulders.

This veteran is really afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Who knows, this veteran's mouth will spread throughout the entire station in an instant.

"Hey, have you heard, that sick lame man is actually the teacher's boyfriend."

"It's really fake, the division commander is so discerning."

"A flower in cow dung."

"Ah, return the dream of my beautiful youth."

The recruits complained, while the veterans were full of respect for Calais.

Everyone knows that this cripple, who escorted their division commander thousands of miles back then, shook the mecha with his bare hands, even if he hadn't seen it, but these were all words that came out of the mouth of their division commander.

That's the truth! For them, Magnolia is the absolute god, the most believing being, and they choose to unconditionally support and believe in their division commander, which is where the 17th Division is most united.

But this time, there is a pusher in the shadows.

The news went viral among the recruits, and the veterans had a lively expression.

Seeing this scene, Julia, who was in the office, was secretly happy, as if the trick had succeeded, and smiled very happily.

After a few days, the news finally reached Magnolia's ears.

"Julia!" Magnolia kicked open the office door and angrily asked Julia for her guilt.

She knew that Julia must be behind the ghost, and without Julia's support, she wouldn't dare to say such nonsense if they were ten dares.

"Ah, what's the matter, Commander." Hearing Magnolia's sudden roar, Julia, who was weak-hearted, shook violently in her chair in fright, and the papers in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you!" Magnolia slapped her hands directly on Julia's desk, and the papers on the table bounced off.

"How, how, how. Oh. Julia's expression was very surprised, her eyes widened, she spoke involuntarily with a stammer, and tried her best to pretend that she didn't know anything.

"Did you instruct them to preach them?" Magnolia knows Julia too well, and no matter how much she acts, she can't fool Magnolia's eyes.

After all, they have known each other for so long, and the two know each other well, and they have an excellent relationship, and they usually joke around.

"What did they preach?" Julia was still pretending, perhaps with a weak heart, and her eyes began to wander.

"You dare to say that you don't know, it's not you who instructed them to dare to talk nonsense!" Magnolia grabbed the papers on the table and wanted them to slap Julia.

"What did they say?" Julia still tried her best to pretend to be puzzled.

"They said Calais was my boyfriend." Magnolia's face flushed slightly, and she gritted her teeth.

"It has to be you!" Magnolia grabbed Julia.

"It's not me!" Julia quickly dodged, and the two sides began to chase around the table, the papers scattered all over the ground.

After all, Julia still couldn't escape from Magnolia's palm, and after some "torture to extract a confession", Julia finally recruited.

"Don't pinch it, it's me, can't I do it yet?" Julia said it very reluctantly, at this juncture, she still confessed with grievances, as if Magnolia had bullied her.

"Ahh If you pinch it again, I'll go to Calais to complain! Julia pulled out Calais as a shield.

"If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I won't be your sister!"

"Who are you sister, I am your sister!" Julia retorted.

The battle in the office lasted for a long time, and Calais, the protagonist of the matter, still stood on the roof of the house, looking out over the land.

There was a light snow in the sky, but it could not obstruct Calais's vision, he could see far away, he could see the river frozen by the snow, the trees with ice crystals, the cold mountain peaks.

But no matter how you look at it, the earth is still a piece of earth, and Calais has never been able to see through the entire planet or the entire universe.

At this moment, Calais's left hand has grown to the elbow, and in another half a month, it will be completely repaired.

It's very fast, which makes Calais have to sigh again at the mystery of the Hopson Chapter.

The Hesheng chapter is divided into two articles. This article is a combination, which will unite flesh and blood, strengthen the flesh, and exert great power. The sub-chapter is a living, in charge of the regeneration of flesh and blood, and provides a strong basic supply for the wear and tear of fierce battles.

Calais can feel that this is a powerful method of refining the body, whether it is a combined article or a raw chapter, it is extremely powerful when taken out alone, and now the two complement each other, and the strength is incomparable.

The sub-chapter is life, divided into nine layers, which can encourage the activation of cells and provide strong regeneration ability, and it is rumored that to the ninth layer, it can live and die human flesh and bones, immortal and immortal.

The ninth layer is out of reach, and at present, Calais has also cultivated to the fourth layer, and the breakthrough of each layer requires great luck and opportunity, and this duel with Lieutenant Colonel Roman is an opportunity to break through the fourth layer, if it is not for the breakthrough of the fourth layer, he will die from the bombardment of that energy cannon.

It's so thrilling.

It is described in ancient books that transcendent sainthood is a saint, but when a saint is still poor, immortality and immortality are just illusory, and no one can live forever in the world.

Is the book of the Hopseiji true or false? Or is there no one who can cultivate to the ninth layer at all? So how was this exercise created?

Thinking back to the description of the ninth layer, Calais seemed to be a little unable to understand these ancients.

Are they warriors or seekers? Is Wu Ji's life to dominate the world? Can we attain immortality at the end of our quest?

There was a lot of road ahead, but Calais had a blurry view.

There are many records in ancient books, and in three years, Calais has read them all, and remembered them all, which is his endless wealth.

There are many descriptions of martial arts, but there are very few exercises, and only the wind and thunder are left, and the Hesheng chapter and the Taoist meaning are left.

It is these three that Calais cultivates.

These three parts complement each other, and the Taoist meaning is to cultivate the mind, enhance people's perception of heaven and earth, understand all things in the world, improve their state of mind, and hone their will.

The Hesheng chapter is the method of refining the body and mind, and the road of forging the body is long and painful, but it traces back to the origin, and the physical body is the greatest gift and gift given by heaven and earth, and it is also the origin of man.

Wind and Thunder is a unique combat technique, which pays attention to mobilizing the power of wind and thunder to strengthen the body, and to break through thousands of armies with strength, and with the Shanghe Life Chapter, Calais's combat effectiveness can be doubled and invincible.

The choice of the three mental methods is simply deliberate, but Calais did not find any testamentary words in the mine, as if it was a huge treasure left by someone with a heart, waiting for someone to find it.

Great chance, but why, Calais couldn't figure out the purpose.

The answer was nowhere to be found, but Calais felt that sooner or later, the reason would be known.

Even if the three secret methods are good, Calais can still feel his flaws, even though he has a wealth of combat experience and killing skills, but the use of too single power and the suppression of the pursuit of extreme power make Calais lack the surprise killing moves, which he tasted the sweetness when fighting against A-015, but suffered from Lieutenant Colonel Roman.

Perhaps going to the Seventh Military Academy of the Federation would be a good choice, this martial arts department that has carried the Federation for hundreds of years makes Calais full of expectations.

He decided to accept the job and went to the Federal Seventh Military Academy, hoping to find what he was looking for there.

After all, working behind closed doors is not just a frog at the bottom of a well.

Deciding the road ahead, Calais smiled faintly on this snowy day.