Steel Soviet Union

While Malashenko was still discussing the medal with Xun Zong, far away near the GRU training camp on the outskirts of Novosibirsk, Nikolai, the eldest son of the marshal, was going through the most severe test since joining the army. .

"Stand up! New recruit! Show me what you're capable of!"

"Hoo-ho-ha-ho-"

With the stern orders of the man in the sea soul shirt in front of him echoing in his ears, Nikolai, who couldn't remember how many times he was knocked out by physical skills, once again struggled to get up from the ground and straighten his body.

"Yes, that's right! You are the eldest son of the marshal, and Malashenko's son cannot be so weak!"

Before the words were spoken, the man in the sea soul shirt in front of him sprinted and pounced again. He raised his huge military boots and swept his legs high, using the inertia of his forward motion to pounce straight towards Nikolai's head.

"Ugh!!! Sokka!"

"Oh, it turns out you still have time to curse, please concentrate on me!"

Just now he blocked this powerful and heavy high-sweeping blow with his bent arms. Nicklay, who is more than 1.9 meters tall and weighs 105 kilograms, couldn't even block it with one arm. He was almost kicked away and was forced to raise his left hand to support the block. Blocking his left arm, he couldn't help but scream while raising his arms.

But he didn't expect that this yell would cause the man in the sea soul shirt in front of him to increase his attack power. With ease, he took off with his left leg, retracted his right leg and then touched the ground. He used his other foot as a point of support and kicked him fiercely on the spot. Hit Nikolai in the side.

boom--

It was like the sound of a powerful flying kick hitting a sandbag.

Nick Lai, who weighed 105 kilograms, couldn't move to parry and block, and he couldn't bear the powerful and heavy kick. His whole body was kicked in a horizontal translation position and instantly flew to the right.

Fortunately, the opponent had mercy on his feet and stopped his efforts before the kick hit. He just let the 105-kilogram big guy like Nikolay fly more than a meter away before falling to the ground.

"You are too weak to achieve great things! Do you still want to surpass your father like this!?"

"Take this! Attack with the belief of killing me, otherwise this training won't be any fun at all."

puff--

A heavy knife that looked much larger than an ordinary saber flew towards him and was inserted into the wet jungle soil in front of Nikolai.

"Huh-ha-uh-"

Nikolai struggled to get up again while gasping for breath. He knew very clearly that he was no match for the man in the sea soul shirt in front of him, whose age was not related to his physical fighting ability.

He had no choice but to draw his sword from the soil at his feet and fight.

After holding the saber in his hand by the hilt, Nikolai was instantly shocked. This sword seemed to be just big and heavy, but it actually weighed at least 10 kilograms when he got hold of it.

Nikolai, who had never used such a heavy cold weapon, was not sure whether he could master it well.

But at this point, there is no other way. Without the blessing of this thing, it is even more impossible to beat. Nikolai, who has been competitive since he was a child and tried his best to prove himself, desperately wants to win.

He could only hold the knife with the handle upward and the blade downward. He walked around and tentatively approached the man in the sea soul shirt who was still bare-handed, with his hands folded across his chest, and a provocative posture.

"What's wrong!? Why does it look like I'm holding a knife and you are empty-handed!? Is this your ability to be cowardly? Are you still the eldest son of the marshal!?"

""

After all, Nikolai, who was still young, couldn't stand such provocation. He gritted his teeth, twisted his legs, raised his knife and charged forward.

The man in the sea soul shirt, who had just lifted his arms and crossed his chest, but still stood on the spot, did not panic at all. He just saw the right moment and dodged Nikolai's sprint and slash, and at the same time relied on the force of sideways dodge. A smooth roundhouse kick.

Nikolai, who was struck in the air and had no time to dodge, was hit in the back again, and was kicked forward like a dog chewing shit.

"It seems like I shouldn't put my hands down. Maybe I can deal with you with just my legs and feet, don't you think?"

""

Sliding face down into the wet soil, Nikolai's eyes, nostrils, and mouth were already full of dirt, and he felt an unprecedented sense of frustration lingering in his mind.

Ever since I was a child, I have always been a top student, in school, in boot camp, and in the squad.

Have you ever been beaten so badly and felt so powerless? Just like a rabbit caught in the air by an eagle's talons, it could only struggle, without the slightest ability to resist.

After fighting the man in the sea soul shirt in front of me for more than ten rounds, I was shocked that he could not last more than five seconds in any round. The best time was that he was knocked away after only three moves.

I couldn't believe that the man in the sea soul shirt in front of me was already over fifty, and I was a young man in his early twenties. In contrast to this situation, it would be more appropriate to swap their ages.

"Come again! The training is not over yet, the last lesson has just begun! Don't tell me you have given up!"

"Drink-drink-uh-"

Arms, wrists, ankles, thighs, sides, chest, shoulders, and back.

Almost every part of his body was kicked by the cruel old man in the sea soul shirt. Nikolai, who still held the heavy knife tightly in his hand, faced the provocation and charged forward again.

What was unexpected was that the man in the sea soul shirt no longer chose to stand still this time, nor did he rush forward to fight. Instead, he turned around and ran away.

Nikolai, who only wanted to win, didn't think too much and chased after him with a heavy knife in his hand.

Seeing the man in the sea soul shirt running left and right in the forest, a big tree suddenly appeared in front of him. The speed of chasing him in a straight line must be faster than the pace of him avoiding the big tree.

Nicklay, who was determined to win, vowed to put the knife in his hand on the neck of the man in the sea soul shirt, forcing him to admit that he was the final winner.

Just as he was about to catch up with the man in the sea soul shirt, the heavy knife in his hand was already being held from an upright position to an underhand grip, and he was about to step forward.

However, he never expected that the man in the sea soul shirt would not escape without going around, but instead ran straight towards the big tree and used the inertia of his forward motion to lift his left leg and kick the trunk of the tree.

Using his strength, he suddenly jumped into the air and turned around. His free right leg and right foot had already swept forward.

Nikolai, who had never expected such a move, had no time to react, let alone parry, and was hit in the shoulder by this flying outward kick.

The feeling of taking off again suddenly hit him. Unable to control his body posture, Nikolai flew sideways again, spun around and fell into the forest soil. He was hit by another dog excrement, this time with the heavy knife in his hand. Unable to hold on, he dropped his hand and stuck it into the soil a step away.

Without giving Nikolai another chance, he kicked the man in the air and landed on the ground. The man was already striding over. Before Nikolai struggled to get up again, he picked up the knife and put it on his neck.

"The last lesson, counterattack against adversity, the training ends here."

Swish——

Nicklai, who instantly felt a chill on his neck, was frightened and even more unexpected. He felt a cold light passing through his neck.