What responded to Ye Xuan was a slap weighing five hundred catties. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, I want to be beaten up." Xiong Bei smiled hideously.

Ye Xuan rubbed half of his body and didn't say anything.

The next day, Ye Xuan, who was carrying a bag full of compressed military rations in his military backpack, was conducting physical training - a 20-kilometer cross-country run in Xiong Bei's shocked eyes.

One, two, three......

When he reached the fifth lap, Ye Xuan began to eat the soldiers' rations, and he ran while eating, and his speed did not slow down in the slightest.

Ten laps, twenty laps, thirty laps......

Seeing this, Xiong Bei's pupils shrank slightly, and yesterday's observation records clearly recorded that Ye Xuan's speed would decay at twenty-seven laps.

Forty laps...... Fifty laps...... 100 laps......

Xiong Bei's mouth was open to the boss.

Forty laps is the goal of a 20-kilometer trail run.

Ye Xuan, who ran forty laps yesterday, was as tired as a dead dog.

However, today, he is eating and running at the same time, but it seems that he is on an outing. Even after a hundred laps, it's like a nobody.

"Fifty kilometers." Xiong Bei secretly counted.

One hundred and ten circles, one hundred and twenty circles, one hundred and fifty circles......

Ye Xuan ran while eating, and when he ran to two hundred laps, the compressed military rations in the military backpack were exhausted.

Ye Xuan stopped, turned his head to look at the dumbfounded Xiong Bei, and said calmly: "Brother Xiong, my digestive system is really good. ”

"Haha! You're a talent. Xiong Bei laughed loudly and rubbed Ye Xuan's hair vigorously.

Day 3.

"Boy, you're very talented in physical training, and in a month at most, you can surpass most well-trained soldiers. Now, let me see your talent in martial arts! ”

After a simple twenty-kilometer warm-up, Xiong Bei stopped Ye Xuan, and without waiting for him to refuse, he kicked up.

Bang!

Ye Xuan didn't retreat with one kick, and went back with the next kick.

"Stinky boy, the technology sucks!" Xiong Bei smiled, kicked out again, and after the hit, he blocked, and Ye Xuan's fist passed through the gap in the block and hit his chest.

"Huh! The eyesight is good, the speed is quite fast, and the power is not satisfactory, but it is understandable that you have not cultivated your internal energy. But it's this fighting skill, it's really bad! Boy, fighting fighting, you can't just fight and not fight. If there is no blocking, parrying, what kind of fighting is it? Your non-defensive style of play, unless every punch is hit, you will definitely suffer. But do you think it's possible? Do you think you've dodged my block every time and hit it? ”

"This ...... I guess so. Ye Xuan said with some uncertainty.

"Joke!" Xiong Bei reprimanded.

Twenty minutes later, Xiong Bei patted Ye Xuan's shoulder vigorously, and with the power of five hundred catties of palm, Ye Xuan's bones were almost scattered.

"Boy, you have become a faction of your own in martial arts, next you just need to improve your physical fitness, become a cultivator as soon as possible, and walk out of your own future, come on, I believe in you."

In the training ground, the battle is recorded. Xiong Bei, 27 attacks, 27 hits, 103 blocks, 0 successes. Ye Xuan, 147 attacks, 147 hits, 0 blocks.

Day 4.

Xiong Bei enthusiastically called Ye Xuan to the shooting range, handed him a rifle full of ammunition, pointed to the target a hundred meters away and said, "Boy, how can a soldier not touch the gun, come on!" Shoot at a target from 100 meters away! As long as you can shoot 10 shots, it means that you are very talented in this area! ”

Ye Xuan looked at the magazine, forty rounds. Nodding.

Bang bang bang! Ten shots later.

Ye Xuan looked at Xiong Bei and asked, "There are still thirty bullets, do you need me to shoot again?" ”

Xiong Bei opened his mouth wide: "Boy, I bet you can make it difficult in the war world. ”

Ye Xiu nodded.

On the recorder, ten guns, a hundred rings, as if they could shake the eyes of a blind person.

Day 5.

"Boy, it's not enough to only fight head-on, as a soldier with special training, most of the tasks we receive are special operations, which need to be carried out behind enemy lines. There will be a lot of surprise attacks, so you must have a vigilant heart. ”

Ye Xuan looked at Xiong Bei and motioned for him to continue.

Xiong Bei raised the rifle in his hand, which was still the one with forty rounds, and said: "If you run for a while, I will shoot you from time to time, if you can dodge seven times, even if you are alert and have the most basic sensitivity to danger." ”

Ye Xuan blinked: "Wait for me." ”

Five minutes later, Ye Xuan, who was holding a frying pan, returned to the venue and started running.

"What is this kid doing with a frying pan? Could it be that the military rations are not delicious and you want to make them yourself? ”

The strange thought flashed, Xiong Bei raised his rifle, and Biu~ shot a rubber bullet.

While!

With a crisp sound, Ye Xuan used the frying pan to bounce the bullet with his backhand.

"Meng, huh?"

Xiong Bei did not believe in evil and fired several more shots.

Ye Xuan waved the pan and bounced the rubber bullet away.

Xiong Bei's eyes widened and he pulled the trigger frantically.

Ye Xuan calmly waved the frying pan and knocked the flying bullets away one by one.

Click~click~

Xiong Bei looked at the fantasy rifle, and the forty rounds had been exhausted at some point, and the result was that not a single shot hit.

"Boy, I find I like you." Xiong Bei said.

"Brother Xiong, don't be disgusting, you will vomit." Ye Xuan said.

Day 6.

"Boy, I'll give you a day off today, and after the physical training, let's go to the rest of the special training camp to have a look." After Xiong Bei finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the headquarters.

The headquarters of the special training battalion of the Imperial Capital Military Region is a three-story building. Its highest commander is Su Fan, who has the rank of major general.

Xiong Bei reported and walked into the command room.

In the command room, dozens of screens showed the training status of various places in the special training camp, and on one of the screens with the label of the recruit training camp, Ye Xuan was running in circles while eating compressed military rations.

"Captain Xiong, tell me what you think." Su Fan crossed and looked at Xiong Bei calmly. A faint pressure emanated from him. This pressure stems from his strength at level 10 and about to level 11.

Xiong Bei said: "Report to the chief! After five days of testing, I think Ye Xuan is fully qualified to be a member of the special training camp. ”

"Where's the class?"

"All-round in land warfare!"

"Among the all-round soldiers in the Marine War, most of them have started their professional training since the age of twelve, and he is now nineteen years old, and he will be twenty years old soon, don't you think it is too late for him to become an all-round soldier in the Marine War?" Su Fan said.

"It's never too late to start when you start." Xiong Bei said seriously.

Su Fan pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "You go and ask him about his intentions, and if he agrees, sign a contract for him." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Xiong Bei gave a standard military salute and exited the command room.

Half an hour later, Xiong Bei found Ye Xuan and said enthusiastically: "Boy, I helped you get a contract for a professional soldier, as long as you sign it, two years later, when the compulsory army is full, you will directly stay in the army and become a second lieutenant." ”

"Huh?" Ye Xuan scratched his head and said, "But I just want to be a soldier for a month." ”