Chapter 31: I'm a Scholar

"Huh~Huh~Huh~" The air entered the airway, this feeling was so good, his limbs were close to the ground, he felt, the most comfortable thing in the world, was to lie here.

|β€œ Get up! Stand! The instructor walked up to him and gave the order 1

There was no choice but to stand up, Wang Hao spread his hands beside him, his waist could not stand upright, and he just stood in place.

Finally, after five minutes, my breathing was better. And the first thing he did was to glare at the instructor! "Are you crazy! That whip, and electric shock! ”

"Enough! You can look at your back, if there are any scars, you can also observe the body, if there is a single hair and injuries, if there is, I will announce your graduation immediately! ”

With disbelief, Wang Hao's hand slowly stretched out behind his back, and with a gentle touch, there was no pain, even the usual feeling, and there was no blood.

How so? He obviously felt the feeling of the whip on his body, and his skin was open!

"Everything that happens here is true, you feel pain, you get sick, but you don't get hurt, you don't get hungry, of course, mentally it's the same as the real thing." The instructor explained when he saw his incomprehensible expression.

It would be nice if we could train like that then. ’

"What did you say, instructor?" Wang Hao heard the instructor's self-talk just now, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Nothing. Go on! ”

"Still coming?" Wang Hao was a little discouraged.

"What, you still want to taste the electric shock?" The instructor asked.

"I don't want to, I don't want to, but I don't understand, here, I'm just mentally reaching, what's the point of exercising my physical fitness like this? Back to reality, isn't my body still like that? Wang Hao asked. This is the world of his brain, like a dream, exercising his physical fitness here, is it meaningful?

"You'll know when the time comes!" The instructor did not answer, but replied with a smile.

If there is no answer, what should be done? It's very simple, of course, just keep running!

He started running again, still five thousand meters, this time, his speed was much better, a little bit better than before, although he still suffered a lot of whips, but the time was much shorter, and it was not even as exaggerated as collapsing on the ground.

It's that he has broken through his own limits, as if he has beaten adrenaline, and then he will become powerful, Wang Hao thought confidently.

"Don't think crookedly, you can do it, but your body functions have degraded because you haven't had load exercise for too long, and your brain thinks you can't do it now, so the first time, you will collapse. But the second time, you're fine again. The instructor seemed to know what he was thinking, so he explained.

"5,000 meters, then 8,000 meters, and then other training." Not at all, there is only a five-minute break after each task is completed, and then the next one begins.

Because although the spirit here will be tired, the body will not be muscle-tired, perhaps it is after the muscles are tired, the momentary kung fu will be restored, so what he needs is non-stop training!

8,000 meters of running, 10,000 meters of constant speed running, 10,000 meters of completion, pull-ups, and then push-ups, each of which tortured Wang Hao wanted to die.

Every time, he felt that he was going to die, he felt that maybe he was dead, better than now, but he couldn't do it, and there was a voice in his heart telling him, don't die!

I don't know how long it has been, but the sun hasn't set here, because it hasn't moved, as if time has stopped, and eventually, this training session is over.

And at this moment, the instructor also disappeared.

"Huh~~~ It's really hard~" Wang Hao lay on the ground, looked at the sky, put one hand on his forehead and said. As he spoke, he burst out laughing.

He felt that he had conquered the whole world, and he could actually do this.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in his eyes, blocking the sunlight in the sky, just over a meter away from him.

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It seems to be Russian, which he doesn't understand anyway, but he has heard Russian, and the pronunciation of Russian seems to be not much different from the other party.

"Get up|!"

This time he understood, and the other party asked him to get up, so Wang Hao stood up, and after seeing the other party's appearance, he was a little surprised, this person was actually a gray-haired old man, looking at his age, he was about eighty years old.

But this is such an old man, there is no sense of twilight, and his eyes are extremely bright!

"I'm your next teacher, Mikhail Tifeevich Kalashnikov, who will be in charge of handing over your knowledge of firearms!" After the old man saw Wang Hao standing up, he was one meter apart and introduced himself.

"What what cob?" Wang Hao looked confused, the name is too long, okay! Sure enough, it's an old man.

"According to your country, you can call me Teacher Mi, are you ready?"

"What about the previous instructor? He's not in charge anymore? Wang Hao asked suspiciously.

He originally thought that there would be only one instructor in his own class, but he didn't expect that there was a different division of labor, and everyone had different subjects.

"He'll come back, but it seems that here to enrich your knowledge, separate us, and then teach you, I wonder why he doesn't give you everything at once, but that's not the point!" Old man Mi replied.

"Do you know what he calls him? An instructor doesn't seem to be able to tell the difference. Wang Hao asked, the instructor didn't tell him his name, so he asked this person, anyway, they all seemed to know each other.

"You can call him Instructor Zhang, he is in charge of actual combat, I am in charge of theory, and there may be new teachers in the future, but you don't have to understand it now, now, let's start!"

Old Man Mi didn't answer immediately, but paused for a while, as if thinking about something in his head, and finally gave an answer.

"So what do we study?"

"Learn this!"

At this time, a desk and blackboard appeared in front of him, similar to a classroom, there was nothing on the table, and Old Man Rice was standing in front of the blackboard.

At the suggestion, he sat down at the table, and suddenly, a book appeared on the table.

A Brief History of Firearms

"I'll go~~~" Wang Hao was stunned, do you still want to learn this? Didn't you say a good sniper? Learn what to do!

"Don't underestimate it, every firearms master must understand the history of firearms, which is unavoidable."

So, the hours-long study began.

Class! And the things I learned are not ordinary!

When the book was over, another test paper appeared on the table, and Wang Hao wanted to finish it.

If you get a full score, you will start the next course leader, and the books will go on slowly, Wang Hao feels that he has embarked on the road of being a top student.

"Well, why do I feel, my memory, better?" Wang Hao asked strangely.

"Because here, your learning ability will be magnified, you can think that you are the protagonist of this world, and it may be difficult to forget, but it is not a problem to be talented and intelligent, and to be amazed!"