The hand was about two-fifths of the way to the stick, and the tip of the stick had just left a shiny scalp, and because of the difference in height between the two, it struck the forehead skull.

Think about it, think about it, what was going on just now......

Just now, the scene was already a serious antagonistic atmosphere, and the sense of oppression was very strong, and then Chief Instructor Zhang had been using words to provoke Wen Jifei to make a move, and he had been humiliating him, and the process had a rhythm and degree of continuous progression, so that the entire atmosphere and emotions of the scene continued to be superimposed.

Then, Zhang Daoan bent down and drew a wooden stick from the hand of the plague chicken who fell to the ground, threw it to Han Qingyu, who was standing behind the side, turned around and said at the same time, "Come."

Bang. And it hit.

This time, it was determined that the residual source energy in the body was not used, and the swing arm amplitude was not enough to fully exert force, but under the effect of the continuous improvement of the physical fitness of the metal block, the strength of the shot must still be not small, otherwise it would not be so fast, and it would not be so loud.

Looking down at the stick in his hand, Han Qingyu's expression was slightly cramped.

On the other side, Zhang Daoan also tried to recall the whole process, and then slowly raised his hand and carefully touched his scalp, hiss, a little swollen.

Of course, after more than ten years of combat career, the body that can be nourished by the source can not be injured.

"Is it so fast? Or am I too relaxed?"

Zhang Daoan raised his head and glanced at Han Qingyu, his eyes were cold and a little confused.

There was silence.

“keykeykey... Ahem, ahem... Giggle ......"

A strange laugh that included various emotions such as "weakness", "depression", "can't help it", and "pleasure" came from the mouth of the plague chicken lying on the ground, breaking the peace of the scene.

Then there was the sound of Weng Wen on the balcony of the building in the distance.

"Hit?"

"Well, that's fast. ”

“......”

On the training ground, Zhang Daoan said: "Come again." ”

Call.

Han Qingyu made a move, without using the source energy, and without too many reservations, compared to just now, he reduced his strength by one layer at most. He was afraid that if he kept too much, the loopholes would be too obvious.

Zhang Daoan concentrated, flashed, and said in his heart, it's okay, it's really not slow.

"Come again. ”

Call.

"Come again. ”

Call.

Probably many people are silently looking forward to winning again in their hearts, including Wen Jifei, the veterans on the balcony of the building, and even the two Azure Alliance soldiers standing not far behind Zhang Daoan, because in that way, today seems to be more ridiculous and interesting.

But no......

"Smack. Again, the stick in Han Qingyu's hand was held by Zhang Daoan.

Then, a pull suddenly erupted, coming from the stick.

Han Qingyu decisively let go.

But almost at the same time, Zhang Daoan's left hand was already grabbing his collar.

Han Qingyu tried his best to dodge to the side.

But it didn't work.

Rather than saying anything like in the martial arts novel TV series, Zhang Daoan's hand changed its trajectory halfway, and even appeared in the shadow, it is better to simply say that it is fast, so fast that it is astonishingly fast, and there is no way to avoid it.

The fast-moving arm was horizontally, and he grabbed Han Qingyu's collar with precision.

Then pull and release, and at the same time the left fist bounces over like a powerful retractable whip......

Bang, Han Qingyu, who temporarily lost his center of gravity because he was pulled, was punched in the left shoulder.

Instructor Zhang must have regained his strength, but he still stumbled.

Immediately after, almost without giving any time to react, "Whew", Chief Instructor Zhang Daoan, who must be more than one meter nine tall, actually swept a recruit directly, lifting his right leg.

Han Qingyu was in a hurry and stunned, and he only had time to put his arms up.

"Pounce. ”

One kick in the sweep.

He was swept away and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

In the silence again, Han Qingyu reluctantly got up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, raised his head, and looked at Chief Instructor Zhang who had just made a bold move with some incomprehension.

The same reaction as him, as well as the other people in the 11 nights, were all a little incredulous: Chief Instructor, is it so ungraceful?

"What are you looking at?!" Zhang Daoan suddenly opened his mouth and roared: "I mean that if you hit me, today's matter will be over, did I say that I won't fight back?!"

“...... Go back to sleep. ”

After speaking, Zhang Daoan turned around and left the training ground first with a calm face.

Two soldiers hurriedly followed.

On the training ground, Han Qingyu shook his handsome arm, if Zhang Daoan is really an enemy today and wants to kill me, I use the source energy, is there any possibility of resistance or escape?

He reviewed the process carefully, and the answer was: no.

............

Meanwhile.

Outside the wall of the training ground, Zhang Daoan, who was already walking on the dark path, suddenly stopped and asked, "What is the name of that recruit?"

Han Qingyu ...... Involuntary. ”

"Well, what about the other one?"

"Wen Jifei. Then there are Yang Qingbai, Liu Shiheng, and 11 Su are all involuntary recruits. The soldier looked at the list with a one-inch photo in his hand and reported the names of the people who had just moved.

"Hmm...... Do you think I was a little too much just now?" Zhang Daoan asked, then paused and said, "That's right." ”

"Go back and rest, you don't have to follow me. ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and Zhang Daoan walked forward along the long path alone.

The two warriors stood in place, looked at each other, and one of them took out a cigarette, gave one to the other, lit it, and then lowered his head and lit one himself. Then, the two moved a few steps, leaned against the corner, and slowly pumped up.

"You're talking to Captain Zhang for the first time this year, don't you think he's weird?" said one of them, "I've been following him for years...... I grew up here as a child of the Ninth Army. ”

The other plucked the cigarette from his mouth, "Well, he'......"

"He became an instructor because he was kicked out by his teammates, seven years ago. ”

"Huh?"

"Surprised, right? There is something that surprises you even more, because Instructor Zhang was in the squad before, you must have heard that the Ninth Army is not called a numbered squad, and there are only a few in total, and his team is called the Red Plate Eraser. ”

At this sentence, the look on the other side was suddenly exaggerated, the cigarette in his mouth trembled, and the cigarette ash fell.

Because in the nearly 50-year history of the Ninth Army, all the squads that can be called "color plus eraser" without being called numbers are almost all the strongest squads that have been recognized for their combat merits and strength for a long time.

"Why was that instructor kicked out?" he asked in a low voice.

"That's what my dad told me when he was still around. The children of the Ninth Army hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Have you ever noticed what Instructor Zhang likes to say most when he scolds?"

“...... Rubbish. ”

"Well, what?"

"You're going to kill your teammates. ”

"Yes, I heard that Instructor Zhang killed his teammates and the captain before. My dad didn't know what the specific situation was, but anyway, the result was like this, Instructor Zhang was kicked out, returned to the base, and started to do recruit training, and he also changed as a person. ”

“......”

"The squad had some people dead, and the old captain was gone, and after kicking him, he also dispersed soon after...... Since then, the Ninth Army has no red erasers. Zi Bing's expression was a little emotional, "Probably, there are not many comrades-in-arms of Instructor Zhang who are still alive now, but the rest of the people have not forgiven him yet." ”

............

The next day, Han Qingyu woke up with a sore body and a little swollen and sore arms, but it was okay and it didn't affect training.

His last night, although it seems that there was a coincidence element from the follow-up, the spread and evaluation he received among veterans is still very high. This coincidence is not something that anyone can make.

In such a situation, will the veterans take a little care of this new recruit who seems to have a lot of room for growth and prospects?

The answer is, no. It may be placed in society, but it is placed here, in the Blue Alliance, it is absolutely impossible.

Rather than having a life to say in the future, I have a good relationship with the guy who has recently become famous in so-and-so, and the veterans are more willing to silently light a cigarette while waiting for a scheduled ambush, pretending to be inadvertent, and mention it to the new team members, who is it, I used to run errands and buy cigarettes all day long.

Therefore, Han Qingyu doesn't know that he is in big trouble.

The recruits don't know either, as long as they don't say what happened last night, they won't know about it in a short time, and even if they do, they won't dare to pass it on.

The queue, breakfast, the recruits entered the dining room.

A white porcelain bowl was already on the table in front of him, but it was not noodles, porridge or buns, it was raw beef with blood and water for each person.