Chapter 44: The Mage Knows Martial Arts
Benjamin was again in the barracks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Like last time, the soldiers guarding the gate took him to the gun battalion without saying a word. Benjamin looked at the soldier who was wrapped in armor and wondered if he was the same stinky imp he had yesterday.
However, he didn't have a chance to verify it, and after the soldiers took him to the place, he left without saying a word.
Benjamin turned around and walked into the camp.
In the camp, middle-aged men are gathering in a queue with the group of recruits. He saw Benjamin and snorted as if dissatisfied.
"You're still here, since you're here, hurry back to the team, and remember to come early next time." ”
Benjamin had been dragged out of bed by the maid at six o'clock, and he had not slept well since something happened last night, and he was already very sleepy. If it had to come earlier next time, it would really have cost him his own life.
However, he did not dare to complain, but obediently entered the team, comforting himself with the words "it is better to be sleepy than hungry".
I hope I won't run another morning lap today.
Fortunately, after a few laps of the queue, the middle-aged man finally asked them to stop.
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"Although you are using muskets, when you are actually on the battlefield, it is not necessary that the enemy will stand there from a distance for you to fight, they will rush in front of you very quickly. So, before you can touch the gun, the first thing you should master is the skill of hand-to-hand combat. You disband and rest for a while, and then you will lift my spirits later, keep your eyes open, and learn how to beat them when others come to you. ”
Benjamin couldn't help but think of Grant's skills in that simulated war game.
It should also be beneficial to learn how to fight. Magic is powerful, but it doesn't have to be flexible and easy to use with a punch or kick. Aren't they all saying that the Dharma Master knows martial arts, and no one can stop it?
He also wants to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor in an all-round way.
He was a little surprised that the middle-aged man had let them start resting so quickly. In yesterday's training, this guy let them run all morning without rest, and today, why did they suddenly become so "benevolent"?
"What's wrong with old Dean today, why did he let us rest so early. ”
It seems that Benjamin is not the only one who has such doubts. As everyone sat down on the edge of the camp to rest, Benjamin heard someone whispering from the side.
Dean, it sounds like a name that likes to call the shots, but it is quite worthy of a middle-aged man.
"Who knows, we have to be careful with the wrong medicine. ”
“......”
The people on the side were still talking. It seems that they will also have resentment. In terms of obeying this soldier's duty, they didn't do it from the bottom of their hearts.
"Son of a bitch, little bunny, let you rest, you're not satisfied, are you? You two, come out and keep running!"
The two people on the side were chatting, but they didn't expect a voice from behind them to suddenly come out, and the sound was so loud that even Benjamin, who was sitting on the side, was shocked to the point that his scalp was numb.
The two recruits were startled, and quickly stood up, looking behind them with some horror.
I saw that the person they were talking about, Instructor Dean, was standing behind them, looking at them.
"Hahahaha, these two idiots!"
Seeing this, the system laughed happily in Benjamin's head.
"Instructor, instructor, we ......" the two were stunned, and one of them stammered, as if he wanted to explain.
Dean waved his hand and scolded at the two of them, "What's the matter, don't you want to rest? Okay, give me a fucking run! You two don't want to rest again today! Go for a lap!"
The two of them bowed their heads, didn't dare to say anything more, and ran obediently.
Benjamin thought it was a little funny. However, for the sake of shooting the first bird, he still sat aside, bowed his head to rest, and pretended not to hear anything, lest Dean come to him again to trouble him.
But what does Murphy's Law say? The more you fear something happens, the more likely it is to happen.
Dean walked up to him and stopped.
Benjamin couldn't continue to be like an ostrich, burying his head in the sand and pretending nothing had happened. He looked up and looked at Dean with a puzzled expression.
"Instructor, what's the matter?"
Dean looked at him with such an unhappy face that even Benjamin thought he was going to start beating people. Suddenly, he pulled out a paper bag from behind his back. He took the paper bag and handed it to Benjamin with an impatient expression.
Benjamin was confused.
"What is this?" he asked cautiously.
Dean's tone began to change fiercely, "Didn't you say you didn't have breakfast? You take this to pad your stomach, don't starve to death all day long, and affect your training. ”
Benjamin was stunned and said, "I've had breakfast." ”
Dean's face darkened suddenly: "Didn't you fucking say you didn't eat?"
Benjamin's face was full of black question marks: "That's what I said yesterday." I didn't have breakfast yesterday, and it's not today. ”
“......”
The scene was very awkward at one point.
"Damn, I don't like to eat. Dean threw the paper bag in Benjamin's face and walked away.
In my head, there was another laugh that the system couldn't stop.
Benjamin was stunned for a moment, took the paper bag in his hand, and opened it. I saw a piece of bread wrapped in paper, although it didn't look as good as the cook at home, but for people who were not noble, it should be pretty good.
He glanced at Dean with some surprise as he walked away.
This mad instructor who looks fierce all day long, pins the gun that can't be safed to his waist, and doesn't want to die, didn't expect that he is quite good.
Although he had already eaten breakfast, Benjamin was still in the stage of growing his body, and he couldn't afford to eat an extra piece of bread, so he quickly finished the bread - he thought that if he didn't eat it quickly, Dean would probably put on little shoes for him and make him a target for hand-to-hand combat training.
As a result, Benjamin found himself overthinking.
Even though he finished the bread and showed that a bun of bread was delicious, Dean still made him a target for martial arts training.
"There are many weaknesses in the human body, and when you fight, the first thing you think about is to make your opponent incapacitated, not to defeat your opponent. Therefore, you must pick the opponent's vulnerable parts to hit, such as ...... This place!"
With that, Dean punched Benjamin in the stomach.
The bread he had just eaten almost threw up for him.
"Alright, the demonstration is over. Anyone want to try it out?"
The camp suddenly exploded.
"Me, me, me!"
"Let me do it!"
"Instructor, I'm going to try!"
"Let me try!"
“......”
As a relatively underappreciated gun battalion in the Kingdom Army, the recruits have never been more combative than they are today. Even the cavalry in the camp next door were startled by their cheers and showed puzzled expressions.
"Don't worry, come one by one, you will get your turn. ”
Benjamin's face was loveless.
In his mind, the system said in a little girl-like tone: "Today's training is also full of gains!"
In this way, with a wound, Benjamin finished the morning training and returned to the Reeser family with a blue nose and a swollen face.
Jeremy scrambled to find medicine and put it on Benjamin. Others looked at Benjamin with a strange look, thinking he was fighting someone outside. Only Claude looked at the bruises on his body with a slightly satisfied expression.
Benjamin's face was expressionless, and after applying the medicine and eating lunch, he hid back in his room.
He collapsed on his bed.
Damn, what is wrong with your brain, do you think the instructor is pretty good?
"There is a problem in your brain, how can there be a super invincible precision artificial intelligence in the brain of a normal person?"
Benjamin didn't want to talk to it.