rebirth of cataclysm

"Do you feel that you have been miserable these past twenty days?" That night, after Hu Mingchen took a shower, Pei Qiang came to his dormitory to chat with him.

In the past twenty days, Hu Mingchen's training was not the same, but increased every two or three days. For example, yesterday, in addition to the previous training tasks, Hu Mingchen also did a one-kilometer swim, climbing over obstacles and going back and forth for two days.

Ten times and tree climbing training.

"It was indeed very painful at the beginning. Every day I felt like I was in hell. Lying on the bed, every muscle and bone ached so much. But now that I have adapted to it, it is much better.

"Look at my hands, the calluses are thicker than those of farmers who have dug the ground for many years, haha." Hu Mingchen stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Pei Qiang.

At the beginning, Hu Mingchen's hands would be very painful when the skin was scratched, but later, after the calluses formed, he felt nothing at all.

"It's just calluses, it's nothing. The calluses should be worn off, and the calluses will appear again, and then they will be worn away again, and then they will appear again. That's almost it." Pei Qiang said indifferently.

"I'm afraid I don't have that much time to do this kind of reincarnation."

"Why don't you have time? It's only summer vacation now. You can also come during winter vacation. You can come during every vacation. Come one more time. After experiencing extreme heat and cold, you will slowly get the effect." Pei Qiang said.

"Can I still come during the summer vacation?" Hu Mingchen never thought of the possibility in the future.

"Okay, in addition to military summer camp, we also have military winter camp."

"This is a military summer camp? I'm afraid 99.9% of the people in your military summer camp won't be able to endure it for a day. Their summer camps are very comfortable and comfortable." Hu Mingchen gave Pei Qiang a look of contempt.

eyes said.

"So those people can only go to the general army, so you came to our mountain wolf commando team. Other summer camps are just a quick glance at things, but ours is an in-depth experience, which is very different. The elite army naturally only accepts elites

students." Pei Qiang said confidently.

"Well, that's fine, then I'll come back during the winter vacation. Brother Qiang, you're here tonight just to talk to me about this, right?" Hu Mingchen was very happy to be able to receive training in such an elite unit.

It's a lot of hardship, but it's also full of rewards.

"Of course not. I am informing you that your first phase of training is over. You will go to the boxing gym tomorrow for the second phase of training."

"The boxing gym is doing the second phase of training? Am I going to practice free fighting? Brother Qiang, are you going to teach me personally?" Hu Mingchen asked suspiciously.

After twenty days in the Taoist army, Hu Mingchen already knew that Pei Qiang was not only the captain of the Mountain Wolf Commando, but also a master and ruthless character. Not only did he have outstanding marksmanship, he could pierce an enemy with a hundred steps, but his fighting skills and combat power were even more impressive.

He is so strong that even if he is a powerful member of the Mountain Wolf Commando, he can pick off three of them.

Pei Qiang has two major abilities that are difficult for others to come close to: fast speed and heavy punches. He can often strike first, and once he is hit, it is difficult to withstand it. That's why Hu Mingchen asked, is it?

It was not Pei Qiang who taught him, but Hu Mingchen wanted to learn from Pei Qiang.

"You'll know this tomorrow." Pei Qiang was noncommittal.

Early the next morning, Hu Mingchen got up and went to the boxing gym after getting up and doing regular training. Pei Qiang was teaching more than 20 fighters how to fight.

Hu Mingchen stood at the door and watched them punch hard. Although they were wearing protective gear, this kind of practical training still left some people bruised and swollen.

"Come here." When he saw Hu Mingchen, Pei Qiang waved to him.

Hu Mingchen walked up to him and Pei Qiang threw a pair of wrist guards to him: "You, go hit that red sandbag."

Pei Qiang was referring to a standard red boxing training new sandbag. Hu Mingchen walked to the sandbag and looked at Pei Qiang with some confusion. Could he just practice this by himself?

"I'll give you a week. No matter how you fight, you must break this sandbag." In response to Hu Mingchen's doubts, Pei Qiang instructed.

"Ah? Break it into pieces?" Hu Mingchen was shocked. He didn't expect that Pei Qiang made such a simple and rude request.

"Why, it can't be done?"

"This...it can't be done no matter how you look at it. If you beat it to pieces in a week, I don't believe that what you are purchasing is that low-quality fake." Hu Mingchen said with a bitter look on his face.

"You guessed it right, we can't have the inferior products you think of here. However, the requirements are still the same, one week from today, if you don't have enough wrist guards, there are new ones over there, you can get them yourself.

"

As before, Pei Qiang only gave instructions and ignored the rest.

After Pei Qiang walked away, Hu Mingchen looked at the brand new sandbag with a sad face.

I'm not Ali or Tyson, how can I break a punching bag in a week? If I really reach that level, how hard will my fists be?

It's all bitterness, and now Hu Mingchen has no room to argue. No matter what, since this is the requirement, let's fight.

Hu Mingchen fastened his wrist guards and circled around the sandbag first. In order to accomplish this goal, he could no longer use the brute strength he had when he first came in. He had to use his brain.

Hu Mingchen had to choose a point. Since the goal was to smash it, Hu Mingchen couldn't attack at multiple points. He had to lock the target in a narrow range. Otherwise, once scattered, he would achieve half the result with twice the effort.

After one lap, Hu Mingchen chose a position with his back against the wall and locked the target in the center directly in front.

"Bang, bang bang..." After choosing a position, he said nothing and started punching.

Hu Mingchen punched a few times and found that the sandbag was much heavier than the one he packed at home, weighing almost three hundred kilograms. Every time Hu Mingchen punched, the sandbag only shook slightly and did not swing violently.

After hitting hundreds of punches, Hu Mingchen started to change his feet to kick.

Pei Qiang's only request was to break the sandbags. He didn't care about the means. Then Hu Mingchen could use his feet in addition to his hands.

Pei Qiang's request is easy to understand. They are a special force, not a boxing team, so even if Hu Mingchen kicked with his legs, he would have no problem even if he hit him with his head. They only seek the purpose, not the means.

The training in the army is not for participating in competitions, but for fighting to the death, so there are no rules at all.

Pei Qiang, who was far away, saw Hu Mingchen punching his fists for a while and then starting to jump up and kick with his feet. There was no expression on his face at all and he turned around to continue instructing others.

This sandbag is a bit high. If Hu Mingchen wants to hit the spot where his fists hit, either his side kick will be too high, or he will need to jump up.

On the first day, Hu Mingchen punched the sandbag all day long, in the morning, afternoon, and even at night. He couldn't remember how many punches and kicks he had.

All he knew was that his hands and feet were extremely sore, but the sandbag was still the same as new, with no change at all on the surface, not even wrinkles.

He played until twelve o'clock in the evening, and then Hu Mingchen finished training and went back to take a shower and rest.

Dragging his exhausted body out of the boxing gym, Hu Mingchen met Deng Xiaoyong who was checking the sentry.

In the army, the lights-out signal was blown at ten o'clock, but in order to smash the sandbag within the specified time, Hu Mingchen did not abide by this rule, and no one seemed to remind him or ask him.

"Hey, why haven't you returned to the dormitory to rest? The lights have been blown out long ago. Didn't you hear it?"

"Brother Yong, I heard it. It's just that if I take a break early, I'm afraid I won't be able to complete the training task Captain Pei gave me." Hu Mingchen replied truthfully.

"What task are you given today?" Deng Xiaoyong asked.

"I'm asked to smash a brand new sandbag within a week. Brother Yong, do you think this can be done? This requirement is simply too harsh."

"Haha, I don't know if I can do it. I can't do it anyway, but Captain Pei... it should be possible. He breaks more than thirty pairs of wrist guards and kicks twenty pairs a year.

Foot protection, at least five sandbags were smashed under his hands a year."

"He only broke five in one year..." Hu Mingchen was a little unconvinced at first, but as soon as his brain changed, he quickly stopped and said in a different tone: "It's amazing, it's really amazing."

The reason why Hu Mingchen braked suddenly was because he suddenly realized that Pei Qiang's attack was absolutely different from his. He was focusing on one position, but Pei Qiang should not be playing. He should be hitting all sides of the sandbag.

From this perspective, the five sandbags that Pei Qiang smashed are at least equivalent to the twenty or thirty that Hu Mingchen smashed.

What's more, Pei Qiang's task now is not to focus on boxing. In addition to various trainings, he also has to guide and manage the fighters. Taking this factor into consideration, Pei Qiang can smash five sandbags.

That's even more amazing.

A person can break more than 30 pairs of wrist guards in a year, which is almost equivalent to breaking a pair in a week. At the same time, he has to break more than 20 pairs of foot guards on his feet. This alone is far more than the combat power of ordinary people.

"Haha, practice hard. If you can practice to the level of Captain Pei, you can fight at least twenty or thirty people outside." Deng Xiaoyong smiled knowingly.

"Well, I will definitely practice hard, Brother Yong, then I will go back and rest."

"Go back soon. After the lights are turned off, you are not allowed to walk around in the military camp. Fortunately, you are not on active duty, otherwise, you would be punished now. Come on, go back to the dormitory and don't turn on the lights."

After bidding farewell to Deng Xiaoyong, Hu Mingchen sneaked into the dormitory quietly like a thief, took a cold shower in the dark, and went to bed to seize the time to rest.

After entering the military camp, rest became particularly important. Hu Mingchen had not slept enough for a whole day. In order to have enough time to rest and restore his physical strength, he had learned the skill of falling asleep within one minute of going to bed. It is said that this skill is the best among the Mountain Wolf Commandos.

Everyone has it, and everyone is forced out of desperation.