My ability is immortal

Chapter 126 The Application of the Cultivation Machine in the Military

"It's so amazing?"

After listening to Han Mu's explanation of the healing principle of the Cultivation Machine, Sun Zheng was shocked and surprised at the same time.

He never thought that one day he would be able to use this method to improve the fighting skills of the fighters, which is still an extremely standard fighting skill!
Moreover, according to the individual's physique, the training intensity can be stuck at the physical limit of each fighter to maximize the training effect.

If it can be mass-produced, this is simply the best weapon for training!
And as for the punishment that comes with the training machine, Sun Zheng didn't take it seriously at all.

Wasn't it just being electrocuted? The soldiers under his command suffered much more than this in daily training, so why would he care about this little pain?
Still, it's nice to have this power to alert the fighters where they went wrong and correct them.

So, even though Sun Zhengzheng agreed, he quickly found an instructor of the highest level to demonstrate fighting skills in front of Han Mu.

The Cultivation Machine has been recorded, and the revision has been completed.

Then, it's time to heal.

Han Mu repeated the healing principle of the Cultivation Machine in a loud voice, his voice was loud, like Hong Zhong Dalu, and everyone heard it.

Now, the expressions of all parties are different, which is extremely exciting.

The surprise on everyone's face is the same, but the difference is:
The face of the soldier who was about to be cured was full of joy; the other soldiers watching from a distance couldn't help feeling envious.

Just as Sun Zheng thought, they are not afraid of hardships, what they are afraid of is that it will be difficult to improve their own strength.

And Han Mu's magical ability can make them progress!
As for the others, apart from surprise, there was only expectation on their faces.

After hearing what Han Mu said, they were eager to see how they actually performed!
"Chief, now you designate 20 people to go in, it's almost time to start."

Han Mu turned his head and said.

"Ah."

Sun Zheng nodded, and with a casual finger, the 20 people he pointed to ran quickly and entered the last-ditch training machine in an orderly manner.

In less than half a minute, one person was imprisoned in each of the twenty cages.

After the soldiers entered, they did not look around curiously like those previous students, but stood upright, waiting for the next instruction.

They are naturally curious, but no matter how curious they are, they cannot compare to iron discipline.

"Is it clear what to do when you go in? Are you ready?"

Han Mu looked at them and asked loudly, he was given the right.

"Ready!"

The soldiers spoke in unison, their voices were loud and resolute, as if they were roaring.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Han Mu nodded lightly, and then chose to activate without hesitation.

The next moment, the translucent cage sitting on the mud floor, and the light blue fence around it, began to emit a faint hazy light.

The warriors were bathed in light, and there was light on their faces.

This is a harbinger of things to come.

"It's coming, it's coming."

At this moment, apart from the soldiers in the cage, the most excited ones were the four most immature Lin Rongchang.

I don't know what's going on, but seeing such a scene, they will be very excited!
Others also watched closely, from Sun Zhengqiu Yueping and other leaders to every ordinary soldier, they all watched intently.

Everyone is looking forward to it.

"Buzz!"

Two seconds later, with a sound that seemed to be there, the Cultivation Machine was officially launched.

There are light blue beams shining from the fence in all directions, and each of these beams is gathered at one point.

Then gather the points to form a surface, and countless beams of light shine out, connecting all the points together, and the lines formed outline the appearance of the human body.

It was a posture, and it would change quickly later on. The soldiers needed to train strictly according to the posture before they could be considered successful.

Otherwise you will be charged.

Every fighter inside sensed it, and all of them assumed the posture of practicing martial arts.

Immediately, rotate and jump as required.

The postures formed by these light beams, and the subsequent posture changes, are all trained in the barracks on weekdays.

The soldiers couldn't be more familiar with it. They don't need to be distracted to pay attention to the posture formed by the beam, they just need to follow their usual habits and make more standard movements.

Of course, there are strict requirements not only for posing, but also for the strength and speed of hitting. If you fail to meet the standard, you will also be shocked.

After finishing a set with such a high standard, rest and adjust for a while, and then do another set.

Correct mistakes and strictly regulate until the limit of physical fitness is reached.

"Drink, huh, huh..."

From the moment it started, the fighters in the "Cultivation Machine" had no distractions, and practiced fighting skills on their own.

Their powerful fists and feet blasted out, bombarding the air with a hunting wind, twenty voices gathered at the same time, and the sound was deafening.

The movements are uniform and pleasing to the eye.

However, despite making the same movements, someone was soon shocked.

It was a burly soldier, about 25 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a Chinese character face.

His broad back was hit by a bolt of lightning, and a wisp of blue smoke was visible to the naked eye.

That is the evaporation of sweat under the instant tyrannical energy bombardment.

He let out a muffled snort, as if he was in some pain, but his body was not affected by it, and he continued to practice fighting skills.

"Huh? How did Qiangzi get electrocuted?"

In the distance, a comrade-in-arms who was familiar with him gasped in surprise and asked in confusion, "I think his movements are quite standard?"

"It should be that the strength is not enough. I think his hitting speed seems to be slower."

The swarthy comrade next to him explained that he could see clearly and thought it should be the reason.

The man suddenly exclaimed: "I'm going, this prison... isn't... this thing is so awesome? Can it be detected even if it is not strong enough?"

"Otherwise? If he wasn't so awesome, why do you think that person is on the same level as the chief?"

The swarthy soldier pouted at Han Mu. He noticed Han Mu's position and said, "Only those who are valued by the chief will be treated like this, right?"

"That's true! Hey...it's so terrifying!"

The man sighed, he didn't know whether it was because of the powerful function of the Cultivation Machine or Han Mu's status.

Without saying a word, another bolt of lightning fell in the fifth cage in the second row, and green smoke slowly rose from the top of the soldier's head.

"Huh? Lao Gao made a mistake?" Someone asked aloud.

"Yes, the angle of his leg raising is wrong, it's a little lower." Someone next to him explained his doubts.

"Hold on, I'm as tall as he lifts!"

The man was dumbfounded: "But I wanted to lift higher before. It was Lao Gao who told me I was wrong and asked me to follow him, so... I was led astray by him?"

"Uh... if nothing unexpected happens, it should be."

"..."

(End of this chapter)