Special Forces: I, Private! Destroy the Wolf Fang at the beginning

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two people in the center of the battlefield kept fighting with fists and feet. The open grass kept sending the sound of their fists hitting flesh and feet ping-pong. They became more and more involved in the fight, completely blocking out the people and things outside, and only enjoying their fight.

The onlookers watched them fight with fists and feet like they were desperate, and listened to the sound of the flesh hitting flesh, their teeth ached, and they felt pain all over their bodies.

Chen Fan had completely mastered the temperaments of Zhang Qicheng and Huang Yuejun at this time, and also integrated the descriptions in the materials with the real people. He also knew how to improve the two. Suddenly, he understood why the commander of the Western Military Region sent these two people to him for training.

Huang Yuejun was a bit withdrawn and had strong personal strength, but he could not integrate into team operations and had no great interest in personal honor. However, he cared more about his troops than his identity as a soldier!

The commander wanted Chen Fan to help him, and he should guide him on how to collaborate in the team and use his own strength to enhance the team's strength. Strength, on the battlefield, is the chance of survival!

Zhang Qicheng, a martial arts family, a military doctor family, and a top student of the Military General Hospital, has always been alone when he arrived at the Western Military Region.

It's not that he is not sociable, but that he has not found an opponent in martial arts, and in his heart, the opponent he wants is someone who can be equal to him in martial arts.

And he also needs someone who can suppress him in martial arts to guide him, if he wants to become a qualified leader.

This duel ended with both of them exhausted, lying on the ground with their heads touching, gasping for breath.

There was no winner, and it was impossible to tell the winner.

Several people watching approached the two people, surrounded the two standing, and stared down at the two people who were only breathing on the ground.

Their eyes were burning, looking at, analyzing, and there was some admiration and a hint of unclear emotions.

Chen Fan didn't go over, leaving a sentence: "Don't forget there is still 30 kilometers of weighted running." Then he left without looking back.

The two people on the ground turned a deaf ear to him.

They panted, and Zhang Qicheng said weakly: "You are very powerful. I haven't had such a good fight for a long time. If I had known you earlier, I would definitely fight you every day."

Huang Yuejun's breathing paused for a moment. He was a little annoyed. Under normal circumstances, he would never bite his teeth and insist on fighting with Zhang Qicheng. But I don't know what's wrong with his brain. He was provoked by the instructor and his anger rose.

"I, I won't fight with you." Huang Yuejun said panting, and his body still resisted with the last bit of strength and moved to the side.

It was just useless, and his body didn't move at all!

"Hey, you two look at us." The dissatisfied voice of the onlookers sounded above the two people's heads.

The two people realized that it was not dark, but five big faces that blocked their light.

"What are you doing? You are blocking my light." Zhang Qicheng said weakly. As soon as the voice came out, his brows were knitted into a knot. Was such a weak voice really made by him?

"I was not convinced before. Today, the competition between the two of you completely crushed me. We are all human beings, how can you be so strong?" The student said sourly, without jealousy, but admiration.

"Li Zutan, your combat effectiveness is considered to be the best in the military region, but there is still a gap compared to me. But I can't beat you in computers." Zhang Qicheng frowned and answered in his current "weak" voice.

But the way he frowned made people feel that he was dissatisfied with not being the strongest in computers, which made Li Zutan feel a sense of crisis and started the road of struggle.

Later, in an occasional conversation, Zhang Qicheng realized that his expression at that time gave his teammates such a great stimulation. It can only be said that this was a very wonderful misunderstanding.

Seven people chatted around for a while. After Zhang Qicheng and Huang Yuejun recovered some strength, they finally faced the sunset and started their 30-kilometer weighted run together.

On the grass of the training base, along the foot of the mountain and along the side of the barracks.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the grass, and the entire training base was coated with a layer of golden light. The red sun gradually sank to the west, huge, fiery, and retracted the dazzling light, which made people look very kind.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the green grass was shining with golden light, as if it was sprinkled with fine gems. The breeze blew, the grass waves undulated, and the red star and red flag fluttered in the wind, rustling.

On the grass, they ran in unison, and in the training equipment area, they were training separately. Their bodies were so strong and tough, and time seemed to freeze. Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful, making people intoxicated and forgetting the hustle and bustle of the world.

Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

Chen Fan looked at them from the dormitory on the second floor for a while, then went back and ignored them completely.

In his opinion, strong people have their own pace and their own ways to stay in the best condition. Self-training is the most basic. Obviously, these seven students are all strong and have always maintained it.

"Li Feng, where are you?" Chen Fan contacted Li Feng who was still flying in the sky.

"Instructor, we will arrive at the military district where you are in five hours. Have you arranged it for us?" Li Feng looked at the five excited faces around him and said anxiously.

"Of course, you can land directly on the military apron, and I will give you a seat. I met them today, and they are really good. When you arrive, you can have a fight with new opponents." Chen Fan said kindly to the person on the other end of the plane.

"Instructor, you said there is a person who knows ancient martial arts. What is it? Have you fought with him?" Tan Zhaofeng asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.

After Chen Fan heard the voice, he was a little suspicious and said, "Tan Zhaofeng, why are you so unstable?"

"Instructor, they say that what kind of leader you have will lead what kind of soldiers. I can't be stable." Tan Zhaofeng said jokingly.

"Nonsense, I am very stable." Chen Fan refuted, "I didn't fight with them. They fought on their own. Ancient martial arts were not used much today, and the people who really know ancient martial arts didn't play today."

"Fight for a whole day?" Li Feng asked curiously.

"We fought for the whole afternoon, and I was a little excited." Chen Fan recalled the exciting fight in the afternoon and said with a sigh.

He successfully attracted the six people on the plane, but no matter how he asked Chen Fan later, he would not say anything, and only told them to go and challenge themselves when they arrived.