Self-discipline! Have you seen Marin Fandor at four in the morning?

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Looking at the muzzle of the heavy machine gun on the school field in the distance, which was crazily pouring out flames, Kong and Zhan Guo looked at each other, black lines appeared on their heads, and the corners of their mouths twitched endlessly.
“Is this the way Zefa teaches and trains?”
Kong turned his head in a dazed manner and asked Warring States.
As a marshal, he never cared about the affairs of the military academy, nor did he have the time and thought to do so.
His most important duty is to formulate the overall development strategy of the Navy Headquarters, and to represent the forces of “justice” all over the world to connect with the work of the world government.
For him, the affairs of the military academy only need to be handed over to Zefa with peace of mind.
As long as Zefa is given sufficient power, he will be able to continuously provide the navy with a large number of outstanding young officers.
The few little guys in the army who are recognized as “monsters” were all taught by Zefa.
But what he didn’t expect at all was that Zefa, who had entered the state of “chief instructor”, turned out to be so terrifying, he looked like a fucking devil.
Did this bastard of emotion use his fighting spirit and violent temper on the battlefield on his students?
No wonder every time on Teacher’s Day, I proposed to let those old students who have graduated from the military academy go back to visit their teachers. Those little guys looked like their parents had died, and they would rather go to sea to perform missions than to go.
They were all intimidated by Zefa’s feelings.
Zhan Guo shook his head with a sluggish expression, thinking that there is nothing wrong with him, so don’t provoke Zefa’s violent temper.
He swallowed his saliva with a grunt, his throat was dry and he said:
“Marshal Kong, you know, I never care about military academy affairs, and that guy Zefa doesn’t let other people interfere…”
Are you kidding me, I can’t take the blame for myself!
No wonder Polusalino gritted his teeth every time he mentioned his teacher Zefa. He probably was abused in the same way back then.
Unlike the two of them, Garp next to him couldn’t help laughing.
“Hahahaha!! Good looking!!”
“It’s just as ruthless as back then!”
While talking, he didn’t know where to take out a toothpick to pick his teeth.
Kong and Zhan Guo were both taken aback when they heard the words, their eyes were suddenly in a trance.
Their eyes looked at Zefa who couldn’t hold back on the school field and rushed towards the freshmen with a heavy machine gun, and a smile of emotion appeared on the corners of their mouths in unison.
yes,
They seemed to be the same back then.
Among the elites of the first generation of the navy, Sengoku, Karp, and Zefa are just like the current three, Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru, are unique and shocking geniuses in the army.
But there is one thing that is exactly different.
That is, Zefa’s talent is actually far inferior to Sengoku and Garp, and even inferior to Akainu and the three bastards.
But, it was that purple-haired hot-blooded brat back then, with his unparalleled perseverance and will, shouldering the training intensity that was several times or even dozens of times that of others, and forcibly killed a battle in that era of twinkling stars. Belong to their own blood.
He doesn’t have any unique talents,
If you have to say something,
That means he is a genius of hard work and self-discipline! !
I can’t remember anymore,
Sengoku and Karp can’t remember how many days in the early morning or late at night, Zefa got up from the bed while they were still soundly asleep, and trained hard against the cold wind and heavy rain.
Clenching teeth, bleeding…
It’s been so many years, purple-haired old bastard, you haven’t changed at all…
“The freshmen are almost unable to hold on.”
Just when Sengoku and Garp recalled the ignorant and green years in the past, they couldn’t help but smile, Sora suddenly said.
After hearing the words, the two cast their eyes on the school field again.
Long-distance running with weights is a task that puts your physical fitness to the test.
Only when breathing evenly, adjusting the state, and saving energy as much as possible can such a challenge be perfectly completed.
Ke Zefa raised a heavy machine gun and fired behind him like a mad dog, completely disrupting the pace and breathing rhythm of the freshmen, and pushing all of them to the limit of their physical strength.
In a state of extreme physical and mental tension, physical energy consumption will soar at an exponential rate.
certainly,
Zefa’s actions are nothing more than to create as much effect as possible on the battlefield.
To know,
On the battlefield of bullets and bullets,
Where is there any chance to let the surrounding environment adapt to your breathing and footstep rhythm?
You can only forcefully adapt to the chaotic battle situation around youand circumstances!
This is what a qualified soldier should do! !
“It is estimated that the limit will be reached soon.”
“Many people have fallen behind.”
Zhan Guo nodded.
In that long line, twenty or thirty people were completely left behind, and even lay on the ground exhausted.
Even those outstanding seedlings in the first-class training sequence, such as Smoker, Huoshaoshan and Ghost Spider, have obviously slowed down and become flustered.
“what?”
“That brat…”
At this moment, Kong suddenly made a suspicious voice.
Zhan Guo and Garp also stared blankly.
Because they all found a figure.
A figure who had been running at the forefront from the very beginning.
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