The main purpose of military training is not to enhance physical fitness, in fact, most of the students' martial arts are stronger than ordinary soldiers. The purpose of the training is mainly to give them a sense of obedience to orders, and once there is an emergency in the country, the students will be directly integrated into the army to fight.

Although the current situation is stable and the armed forces themselves are being disarmed, there will always be a shortage of high-strength and high-tech talents, and these talents are basically in these institutions of higher learning. How to make them willingly devote themselves to army building is undoubtedly a headache for many high-level leaders. And military training, as the most reasonable activity for the army to have direct access to students, will not give up in any way.

Sain was now in charge, and this time he was not accompanied by other high-ranking officers, and all his men were with him. Although as far as Kevin knows, Sain is still red vindictive. In fact, if Sain took the real exam, he would definitely not be admitted to the Royal Academy. In other words, the freshmen here are basically stronger than him, both in terms of force and knowledge.

But now that his identity is different, he no longer needs to do it himself, he has brought a few excellent subordinates, and he can just "point" on the side.

On the same day, after the president's routine speech in front of the whole school, campus life was on the right track, and the military training of new students officially began.

On the playground, rows of freshmen wore armor and held swords and shields. Stadd, slash, retreat, retract, step, slash, unravel, retract......

"Drink, drink, drink, ......" bursts of shouts came from the playground, full of momentum and murderous spirit.

Kevin stood on the second floor of the library and watched, watching their training inevitably remind him of his time as a recruit. I have to say that the quality of the students in Wang Li College is indeed much stronger than that of the recruits. After all, they are the best people everywhere, they know where they are and they know what they are doing. And thinking about Kevin's recruit comrades-in-arms at the beginning, they also tried to beat the instructor, which is really ridiculous now.

It's just that Sain is spinning around in the team with his hands behind his back, which is particularly inconsistent. Of course, his expression was serious at this time, and there was nothing wrong with him. It's just that Kevin is too familiar with him after all, and he can't always connect that Sain to the way he is now.

"Why don't I go around and see what he says?" the crow suggested, and without waiting for Kevin's answer, he flapped his wings and flew away.

Kevin still reminded him: "It's not easy for him to have prestige now, don't make trouble." ”

"I'll just listen. Raven replied. After a while, he had already flown over Sain, and he heard Sain reprimand solemnly: "Let me tell you, don't think that these moves are simple, the simplest moves are the most effective!"

"I once went on a mission with a few of my other comrades to exterminate bandits...... We are in the cave...... We fought for days and nights, slaughtering countless bandits...... What do we rely on? That's the most basic move, the most basic trick!" Sain gushed.

The lines were repeated to Kevin by the crow through the contract, and Kevin was very upset: "He didn't go to that fight at all!"

"Do you want me to demolish him?" said the crow, a little excited. At this moment, Sain's spittle flew and he didn't look up at all.

"Forget it. "Kevin didn't plan to worry about it, Sain also has a future in the future, and now that he is exposed to his prestige, there is no need to do so. It's a big deal to tease him later.

In a moment, the whistle blew on the playground and it was time to break. The students pestered Sain and told him to tell the second half of the story, how did the bandits die?

Sain smiled and motioned for the student to sit down, clearing his throat and about to speak. Suddenly, there was a fluttering sound in his ears, and a crow landed directly on his shoulder.

Sain was taken aback, his whole body stiffened, and he looked back at the crow stupidly: "......"

The crow didn't speak, just looked back at him: "......"

"Ahem," Sain finally reacted, stumbling as he asked, "Ah, it's you, that...... It's also an old friend. That one...... Where is your master, or rather, your old fellow?"

The raven didn't answer, but fluttered, hovered in the air for a moment, and flew back to Kevin's side.

Sain followed the crow's flight path and also saw Kevin on the second floor of the library in the distance, and hurriedly said to the students, "I'll come when I go." After saying that, he ran over there without looking back. The students talked a lot, but they didn't pay much attention to it.

Sain ran all the way to the library: "Wow, you're here now?"

Kevin came down from the second floor: "Strictly speaking, the library is not open to you, you are neither a teacher nor a student. ”

Sain was surprised: "Is this so strict?" and subconsciously exited the library.

Kevin casually poured him a glass of water: "Just kidding, it shouldn't be so strict." But you, can you just throw the students wherever you want?"

Sain smiled bitterly: "Do you really think how important I am? Military training is just a matter of taking students for fun." Occasionally bragging, and you poke it. ”

Kevin shook his head, "I didn't say anything. The raven replied, "I didn't say anything." ”

Sain sighed and changed the subject: "Is there a place to play here at night? ”

"Stage play, snack street. Kevin remembered both.

Sain was completely uninterested: "It's not interesting, isn't there something a little exciting?"

Kevin smiled, he understood what Sain was referring to: "You better raise the level of vindictiveness first, and your dad will let you play." ”

Sain's eyes were blank for a moment: "Alas, I don't think I can improve my fighting spirit in my life, I'm probably useless." ”

Kevin fell silent, he was not a genius master, and he was also a red vindictive, so he really couldn't comfort him. It stands to reason that the two of them have eaten and practiced, and they have experienced a lot of life and death scenes, but there is no way to break through.

"You say, could I not be my father's biological son, and if my father is so strong, why am I so weak?" said Sain.

Kevin was taken aback, and subconsciously looked left and right: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

"After all, you know the little spoon," Sain whispered, "she was swapped with another girl, and I suspect I'm swapped with someone too." ”

Kevin was surprised, seeing that his expression didn't look like a joke, he couldn't help but ask seriously: "Then who do you think that person is?"

Sain didn't speak, just stared at Kevin.

Kevin was stunned for a moment, and then slapped him on the head: "I think your brain hole is too big, and your brain is completely missing." ”

"Forget it, don't talk about that," Sain changed the subject, "I blew my head just now, don't come and debunk me." ”

"Next time, remember to tell me the truth, aren't you doing well on the kobold's side?" Kevin replied, "and you're going to take credit for me." ”

Sain was embarrassed: "I'm going to keep it for the kobold to blow later, and I haven't blown that chapter today." ”

"In the future...... Kevin counted the time, "in about three days, the new Orcs will come over, and the Minotaurs will be the main ones." They may be interested in your military training. ”

"We don't train orcs," Sain replied, "and foreigners don't need military training. ”

"But they're going to be interested in you," Kevin replied, "almost all of the orcs are martial, and when they see you training, they might come up with itchy hands." If they offer to compete with you, will you accept it or not?"

Sain's face was solemn: "The few I brought should be okay, right?"

"As far as I know, the average individual strength of the Orcs is half a cut higher than that of the Terrans, and these muscles and bulks are not for nothing. Moreover, the students who came this time were all sons and relatives of the chiefs of the tribe, and their strength was first-class in the tribe itself," Kevin said everything he knew, "They didn't come to learn combat in the first place, they came to learn culture and technology. ”

Sain was nervous: "So, what then?"

"Maybe it's not so serious," Kevin said, "The orcs are more savage, and their management will be stricter, maybe they will be locked up in a cage and won't see your military training at all." ”

"Really?" Sainhu hesitated for a moment, "If the management is so strict and there is no room for movement, can the orcs stand it?"

"Orcs can access the Internet. Kevin replied.

"Internet?" Sain was surprised, "orc intelligence...... Okay?"

"Don't underestimate others," Kevin casually took a book from the shelf, "Look, this is last year's Minotaur Story." Among them is a description of how the minotaur uses the Internet. ”

Sain hurriedly took it and opened it to take a closer look. Kevin pointed out to him directly: "The network of the Minotaur is even earlier than our network of parrots. But they don't use parrots, but in the most primitive way, people. ”

"The status of the lowest level of hard labor in the Orcs is extremely low, and when the concept of the Internet was introduced to the Orcs, those high-level Minotaurs came up with this solution. Let the low-level laborers pass on the message, basically you can imagine the scene of a laborer running back and forth with a sentence of 'en' or 'hehe'. ”

"Of course, their internet speed is slower than that of our parrots, and the nobles of the orcs, in order to speed up as much as possible, will kick the toiler in the ass before he leaves. With the help of a single kick, the sufferer flies over a large distance and gains initial acceleration. The orcs have rough skin and thick meat, and the nobles also use some ingenuity to kick people, so it is basically not a big problem to take a few kicks. ”

"With the development of the network, these laborers who deliver messages have gained a higher status than other laborers. They proudly refer to their industry as a kick industry. ”

Sain: "......" ()

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