The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 288 Xie Qi My chance has finally come!

After Wang Chen, Leng Xin, Xie Qi and the others, there was no amazing marksmanship anymore. In comparison, the others are really mediocre.

It's not that they are not good, but that these three are really too good.

"Return to the team!" Peng Li glanced at Wang Chen and Xie Qi, and continued training.

"Fuck you." Xie Qi stood next to Wang Chen, gritted his teeth and scolded, "Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right?"

"I'm a tiger eating pigs." Wang Chen smiled, and replied softly, "I said I don't want to compete, but if you insist on making me compete, you will lose. If you lose, you are still not convinced, and I am also very embarrassed."

"My mother!" Xie Qi scolded a mantra, unable to refute.

"I would like to gamble and lose!" Wang Chen reminded, "I will go directly to the performance later, to cheer everyone up."

"Hey, I'm not going to perform, I'm just playing around." Xie Qi turned to look at Wang Chen, with an expression on his face that didn't want to be beaten, and said in a tone that didn't want to be beaten, "You said you were angry? I'll ask you Not angry?"

"Cough!" Wang Chen shrugged his shoulders, showing an expression that he knew this before, and replied softly, "I'm not angry, anyway, I'm not a grandson, and my dick won't be five centimeters shorter."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chen approached Xie Qi and teased, "I remember your full length is less than five centimeters, sesame bug?"

Xie Qi's face turned red when he heard the sound, and he didn't say a word.

"You're defeated." Wang Chen continued to attack, "Is it just one dragon and nine phoenixes? I'm afraid it's not one bug and nine phoenixes?"

"Don't listen, don't listen, silly dog ​​chant scriptures." Xie Qi fell into a state of self-hypnosis.

At around 03:30 in the afternoon, the target training was over, and Peng Li led everyone to the indoor training room for fighting training.

The indoor training room is more like a gym. The difference is that there are no treadmills, dumbbells and other things in the training room of the troops. There are only simple sandbags, boxing gloves, protective gear, military stabs and other things. It looks more violent than the gym.

After all, the current gym is more like a place of entertainment, and few people actually exercise.

"I'll give you 2 minutes to change your clothes and put on the corresponding protective gear. Let's get ready for the next step of training." Peng Li shouted, pulling his neck, "Hurry up."

"Yes!" Everyone responded and immediately took action.

After 2 minutes, everyone was ready. The training uniforms on their bodies were replaced with big pants and a vest. Boxing gloves, knee pads, gear guards and other protective equipment were all put on.

Looking at the 96 soldiers in the training room, you can clearly feel what a man is!What is a pure man!
Small crew cut, dark skin, tough muscle lines, even the air is filled with the smell of hormones.

"There are all of them!" Peng Li glanced at the soldiers and shouted, pointing at the sandbags hanging on the roof ahead, "Did you see the sandbags in front of you?"

"I see!" Everyone responded.

"Starting from today, I will have one hour to punch sandbags every day. After half a month, I want to see the sand in your sandbags exposed. Can it be done?"

"can!"

"Very good!" Peng Li nodded and said, "One hour, start now!"

"Tap Tap!"

After Peng Li's words fell, all the ninety soldiers started to move, one of them found a sandbag, and began to enter the training state.

In an instant, the training room was filled with the sound of fists hitting sandbags.

"Peng Peng Peng..."

Xie Qi squatted slightly, and quickly hit the sandbag with his fist, making a muffled sound.

At this moment, Xie Qi regained his confidence!

Wang Chen next to Xie Qi didn't move as fast as Xie Qi, but hit the sandbag slowly.

Xie Qi took the time to glance at Wang Chen, and his self-confidence immediately exploded!
The chance for revenge, finally fucking came!
"Xiao Wang, what's the matter with the gunshot wound on your body?" Xie Qi pulled his neck to communicate with Wang Chen.

"I'm free, I'm just playing around." Wang Chen replied lightly.

"Can you fucking have a good chat!" Seeing Wang Chen's pretentiousness, Xie Qi felt a little irritable in his heart.

"Believe it or not."

"You like to talk or not."

After 30 seconds, Xie Qi said again, "Xiao Wang, how about a competition?"

"Don't speak to people who are untrustworthy and have short jj." While Wang Chen was speaking, he punched the sandbag again and knocked it away.

"Let's compete, I'm going to lose, so I must go pole dancing, how about it?" Xie Qimo said.

"No comparison." Wang Chen resolutely refused.

"Are you afraid?" Xie Qi said contemptuously, "If you are afraid, call Dad."

Wang Chen curled his lips and smiled, concentrated on hitting the sandbag, ignoring Xie Qi.

Xie Qi provoked for a while, seeing that Wang Chen ignored him, he started to get excited by himself.

"Whoa! Hit! Clap, clap, clap!"

Xie Qi was beating sandbags, screaming at the top of his voice, completely lost in his own world.

Xie Qi's ghostly cry, combined with the sound of hitting the sandbag, unexpectedly formed a unique rhythm, causing the soldiers near Xie Qi to also shout.

Gradually, the training room was filled with the sound of ghost screams, forming a peculiar style of painting.

Peng Li stood aside with his hands behind his back, listening and grinning.

His youth was also like this... Secondary [-]!
Wang Chen was not disturbed by Xie Qi, he was testing the sandbag's ability to withstand it.

Three-point force, five-point force, seven-point force... The shaking of the sandbag is getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, when the sandbag fell back to the original place again, Wang Chen held his breath and used all his strength.

His body was bent, his calf muscles were tense, the force was sent from his calf, passed through his waist, and then transmitted to his arms. After the strength gathered to a certain point, Wang Chen suddenly swung his fist.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Chen's fist hit the sandbag directly, and the sandbag instantly retreated, forming an angle of about 70° with the ground.

You know, this is a sandbag weighing dozens of kilograms!

After this blow, Wang Chen forcibly resisted the side kick. After the sandbag returned to its original position, he carefully observed the appearance of the sandbag. He saw that the leather on the outside of the sandbag was hit by Wang Chen's fist. A trace of chapped.

Immediately, Wang Chen had a clear judgment on his own strength.

"Exercise your speed." Wang Chen muttered, and continued to beat the sandbag.

This time, Wang Chen punched extremely fast, and the sandbag also vibrated slightly at an extremely fast frequency.

"This kid definitely has a foundation." Peng Li, who had been observing Wang Chen, commented softly while watching Wang Chen, "What a young man."

The life of the army is so boring and tedious. Every day is spent exercising physical fitness and improving personal quality. This is the job of all soldiers.

An hour later, as Peng Li's whistle sounded, everyone stopped what they were doing and assembled again.

After an hour of exercise, all the 96 people present were sweating profusely, their clothes were soaked in sweat, and their bodies were fully active.

"Next, let's start the last set of training today." Peng Li looked at the crowd and said, "Fighting training!"

"Rules, teams of two, free combat, start now!"

"brush!"

Hearing the sound, Xie Qi turned around instantly, staring at Wang Chen with fiery eyes.

This time, the opportunity for revenge finally came!
(End of this chapter)