On Sunday, while the recruits had to obey the orders of the commander and play a huge boring game, the commander himself played cards with the other commanders for fun. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"A 6. "Someone typed one.

"A king!" someone tossed out one after him.

"Do you want to be so ruthless?" someone was even more ruthless, throwing out four sheets, "Forbidden spells, four A's." ”

"Hmph, seal magic, invulnerable!" someone calmly took out a card.

"Bump!" someone took out two invulnerable cards and put them on the table, and then naturally took the other party's infallibility, lined up with his own two in a row, and threw out another one, "A 7." ”

"Huh!" One of the people on the side spread out all his cards, smiled faintly, and then took the opponent's 7, and everyone came over to take a look, and they were silent. The man laughed: "Come, I get the right to throw dice, as long as I throw a six, I can take off." ”

"Hmph, what about taking off?" someone sneered, "If you fly here, I'll kill you." ”

"Cut, all I need is my cards, build a flat bridge, and I can easily bypass your shogi. This man calmly used cards to build a bridge, succeeded for a moment, and then threw it, and sure enough, it was six. Holding the chess pieces smoothly across the flat bridge, he immediately laughed: "Come on, give money." ”

The others looked annoyed, but they could only give him a few copper coins. Gambling is strictly forbidden in the barracks, but if the amount is small, it is generally not investigated. What's more, this place is really boring, and if you don't have some fun, the chief is also uncomfortable.

What they play is a relatively unpopular game in Lou Baole country, which integrates a combination of various games, which is full of fun, but the rules are very cumbersome, and ordinary people can't play it. Legend has it that one year the Orcs invaded, the border guards would negotiate with the opposing shaman, and the opponent's shaman could not understand the rules, and then felt fear, thinking that the human race was too resourceful to match, and then retreated without a fight.

After that, the kingdom began to vigorously promote this kind of game, but the rules were so complicated that many nobles did not bother to understand them. On the contrary, in a place like the military, where the executive power is very strong, it has developed one step ahead.

This game is called bridge.

"How's your recruits?" In addition to playing cards, they will of course talk about something else.

"A piece of ****, oh no, it's a six. "Someone is disdainful.

There are also people on the side who echo: "The current recruits are not as good as a year after year." The environment is too good, they are all noble nobles. ”

"There's a strange thing on my side," Marcas was also in the middle, shaking his head and complaining, "asking questions all day long." The head hurts. ”

"Is this deliberately difficult?" someone laughed, "just take a beating." ”

"I've already beaten it. Marcas was helpless.

"Then fight again, stubborn temper, you need a more stubborn way to tame. "Someone proposed.

"It's not the way to go," Marcas shook his head, "the point is that he didn't make a mistake, and it didn't feel like he was deliberately making things difficult." It's just that this man's thinking is a little strange, and he doesn't know what he's thinking. ”

"Isn't it easy to catch his mistakes?" someone played a card, "if you run slowly, you can play, and if you run fast, you can play." If you don't run fast or slow, you can still fight. The beard is not shaved, and it can be beaten. If the beard is shaved, it can still be beaten. ”

Someone on the side was surprised: "How did all the recruits under your command survive?"

"You don't solve the problem at all in this way," someone also objected, "just beating, without telling the problem, he doesn't know why he was beaten, and naturally he will continue to make mistakes next time." ”

Marcus shook his head: "Am I going to beat him over and over again, tell him over and over again, 'Don't ask questions in the future'?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, and for a while they also felt that this matter was unreasonable. Someone asked, "What did he ask?"

"He asked, since Dou Qi is an extension of strength, why is there no muscle on the sword, but it can be blessed with Dou Qi?" Marcas repeated casually.

"This ...... Wouldn't you just tell him it's a set?" the other commanders weren't very responsible, and they weren't their recruits anyway.

"I can't say that," Marcus shook his head, "the point is that this thing always likes to ask me when there are a lot of people, doesn't this not give me face?"

"Hehe," everyone could only laugh casually, and there was no grudge between them, but they were happy to give him ideas.

"Either you can answer his question, and if you can't, you can only answer 'I don't know'. Someone suggested, "I don't know if this kid has a backstage, if there is." If you don't even ask questions, you can't get past it. ”

"The easiest way to do this is to beat him, or drill him, and pull an emergency rally in the middle of the night. There are also people who like the iron-blooded policy, "If it doesn't work, the whole team will be beaten together, he asked one, and the whole team suffered." After a few times, he himself will be beaten by the whole team, and you don't have to do it at all. Can't you cure him?"

"But no matter what, you can't beat him to death, can you? You can't really beat him, and it's hard to explain to you. I have to give him food. Marcus still sighed, "What if he still insists on asking questions in this situation?" If you return just to ask questions, then I'm afraid it will be Marcus who will return.

"I think there are only two kinds of people who still insist in this situation," someone stretched out two fingers, "the first is the important weapon of the future country." The second is pure brain damage. ”

"Congratulations, Marcus," someone joked with a laugh, "you may have gained 50% of the weight of the kingdom." Hahaha. ”

Marcas just shook his head, and a few people continued to bridge.

A morning passed, and the recruits came back to each other, looking bored. Marcus went back and felt uncomfortable when he saw Kevin's eyes looking at him. It's as if this thing has been accumulating questions for the morning, waiting for an opportunity to ask itself.

After lunch, everyone sat down and rested for a while. Kevin saw that everything was fine, and immediately got up and walked towards the chief, whose eyebrows jumped sharply, and he already had a premonition of what was going to happen.

"Sir, I want to ask...... I continued to ask...... I also want to ask...... I kept asking......"

Marcas had a dark face, reluctantly answered, and casually found an excuse to go first, so that they could continue to top each other in the afternoon.

The afternoon ended quickly, dinner was over, and everyone sat and rested. Marcus deliberately didn't look at Kevin and looked into the distance, but out of the corner of his eye, he still paid attention to Kevin's movements. Sure enough, it was only a moment, and Kevin stood up again: "Sir, I want to ask...... I continued to ask...... I also want to ask...... I kept asking......"

Marcus took a deep breath, subconsciously clenched his right fist, and glanced at Kevin.

Kevin was also interested: "Then I won't ask yet." Immediately sitting in his seat, Kevin's main purpose was of course not to embarrass the chief, but just to answer the doubts in his heart. If the chief is angry, of course he won't look for excitement, at most he will ask when he is in a good mood.

Marcus actually felt that Kevin didn't mean to embarrass himself, whether it was his personality or some special purpose. It also made Marcus very entangled, thinking for a moment, thinking of the person Start. The two of them are together and should be able to inquire about some news.

Marcus dragged Stat alone into the woods and asked, "You and Kevin must know each other well, right?"

"Yes, sir. "Starter was worried, according to Kevin, every time he came to the grove, he was beaten.

"Has he always been like this?" Marcas said bluntly.

"No," Stadt didn't dare to hide it, and directly told Kevin and Sain about the bet.

Marcas's face changed drastically: "Are they serious?"

"It seems so. That's all Stadt could answer.

"Did you know that after three months, the recruits will report on the exercise! The Thunder Knight Commander will be present in person, and he will also be one of the guests. When are they going to duel, it won't be in front of everyone, right?" Marcas was surprised, "What if Sain loses? In front of Daddy, call someone Grandpa?"

"This ...... I do not know. When Starter heard this, he thought it was serious.

"Call Kevin to me. Marcas waved his hand directly. Starter trots first-class, and soon Kevin is over. Marcus immediately split his head and face: "You bet with Sain?"

Kevin nodded calmly, and when the fat man went back to call him, he had already told him what the problem was. I was already prepared.

"Do you really want to be the father of the Thunder Knights?" Marcus was surprised.

"Don't dare," Kevin replied, "If I had really fought in public, even if I had won, I wouldn't have let him call me grandpa, I know what's at stake, don't worry, sir." But I don't call anyone grandpa, so I'll try to improve my strength. I believe that asking questions is the best way to improve my own strength, and this is by no means against the commander, please understand. ”

Marcas: "......"

"Can I ask? I asked...... I continued to ask...... I also want to ask...... I kept asking......" Kevin threw out a bunch of questions.

Marcas: "......"

The boring weekend is finally over, and the days of misery for the recruits are coming again. On Monday, the volume of training began to increase significantly. The weight of the morning running exercise has increased, and the number of laps has increased, but everyone can only grit their teeth and persevere.

In the morning, it was another boring swordsmanship training, and the movements did not change from last week, but it was required to start adding an appropriate burst of fighting spirit. When it is split out, the fighting spirit explodes, and when it is withdrawn, the fighting spirit is retracted.

This physical exertion is not at all a level, just for a moment, everyone is sweating down, but even so, the commanders did not order an increase in rest time. The number of times the training was carried out without a single point.

Until the commander said: "Rest in place." ”

Many people even do it on the ground, which is no longer interesting. Monday is the most painful because the next weekend is the farthest away.

Kevin sat down to rest for a moment and took a sip of water. Looking at the chief, it just so happened that the chief also looked at him, and looked at each other, Kevin smiled and immediately stood up.

"Sit down!" Marcus yelled, "give me a rest, don't ask questions!"

"Yes. Kevin was helpless.

"Hahaha!" the other officer on the side laughed, "This is the recruit you were talking about? If you want to ask anything, you can ask me!"

Kevin looked at Marcas, hesitated for a moment, and then stood up again: "Sir, I ask the other chiefs to ask questions. ”

The two commanders glanced at each other, this kid was also quite familiar with the rules of the army, and knew that there were some things that needed to be reported to his commander first.

Marcus waved his hand casually, whatever you wanted. Kevin immediately looked at the other officers excitedly: "Sir, I want to ask...... I continued to ask...... I also want to ask...... I kept asking......"

Other Officers: "......"

The chief finally answered two, and the other two were ignored by him, and he returned to his own turf with a slight embarrassment. Soon, the training began again.

But as soon as this head opened, the scope of Kevin's questioning increased a lot in an instant. In the afternoon, when it was time to take a break again, Kevin immediately stood up: "Sir, I ask the other chiefs to ask questions. ”

"Why don't you ask me first?" Marcus felt as if he was being despised for himself, "You think I'm inferior to the other officers?"

"No," Kevin hurriedly asked, "I want to ask......"

"Alright, you go ask someone!" Marcus immediately waved his hand, "remember to be polite." ”

So during the week, Kevin asked almost all the commanders of the boot camp. Sometimes during a training break, sometimes after lunch or dinner. snapped a standard military salute, stood very straight, very respectful, and the word "sir" was also called very loudly, and then asked a bunch of nonsense in his mouth.

This week, almost all of the recruit commanders got to know Kevin, some thought that this person might be a big deal, and some thought that this person was just funny. Either way, they mostly answered a lot of questions. Some people reported to Marcus and told him to restrain his men and not let him come again. Marcas also immediately relayed it, telling Kevin not to look for this person again. There are also many people who say that it doesn't matter. But no matter what, Kevin finally didn't get beaten again.

This week, it is another regular training, sword training on Monday, bow and arrow training on Tuesday, marksmanship training on Wednesday, hand-to-hand combat training on Thursday morning, wiping and maintenance weapons in the afternoon, hand-to-hand combat on Friday morning, and patriotic education in the afternoon. Saturday and Sunday top each other.

The recruits are basically like this for three months, of course, extremely boring, interspersed with various trainings, some of which are thought up by the commander himself and considered to be very meaningful training, such as running on his back, etc. Only in the last week or so, I will go out to perform some tasks, which is considered actual combat training.

But no matter how cruel life is, you have to live it, and no matter how tragic your fate is, you have to endure it. Even if everyone knows that they have to endure three months of torture, and now that it has only been two weeks, they can only keep hypnotizing themselves, and time flies quickly.

Kevin's strength has not improved significantly for the time being, but his theoretical knowledge is already very rich. One day, Kevin even found a magician chief, and it stands to reason that this area is a warrior barracks, and there should be no magicians stationed here. But I don't know if he was running the door or what kind of mission he had, but he was bumped into by Kevin.

Kevin immediately stepped forward and asked a bunch of magic questions, and another senior next to him was also there, and immediately joked, "This is the future big man from our military camp - a problem boy." The magician laughed, answered a lot, and even gave him a staff when he was happy.

Although it is a staff for training recruits in the barracks, it is better than nothing. Kevin picked up the staff and could unleash three magic missiles in an instant. He couldn't help but be very happy: "I can finally use the farmer's three punches." Hahaha!"

The chief is also a human being, and many of the chiefs here have been on the battlefield. How many of those who dare to teach the aristocratic elite and those who dare to directly scold them for their garbage are mediocre? They are not obliged to teach everything to the recruits, they are only responsible for the recruits' assessment of the standards. Other things, if you are interested, teach it, and if you are not interested, you are too lazy to talk nonsense.

Although asked, they won't necessarily tell you, but at least there is a chance. However, if you don't ask, the chances are almost zero, unless they see your skeleton and are amazed, and then rush to teach you one by one.