My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 459 Great military training, sharpen your guns immediately!

"Learning from a teacher? We brothers can't wait for it. I'm afraid that the seniors think we're useless!"

Gao Fei couldn't hide his joy, but his words were still quite low-key.

Hearing this, Brother Feng looked at Tian Baichuan with a grin, hoping that the master would agree.

"Old man, when I am old, I naturally want to pass on my skills. However, the journey of cultivation is quite hard, and it is a hundred times more difficult than you from being promoted from ordinary people to soldier king. I am afraid that you will give up halfway and not persevere!" Tian Baichuan said bluntly. .

Brother Feng nodded, deeply understanding this.

Previously, he practiced in the depths of Changbai Mountain for four months, and that period of time could be called a hell-like temper, and no one except the five Anye brothers could understand the hard work.

Chaofan is precious because of its difficulty. Many people persevere until the end, but they are defeated by the devil in their hearts, and they fall short for Shan Jiuren.

This requires not only excellent qualifications, but also great perseverance and bravery, which is beyond the reach of human beings.

"Senior, do whatever you want. If you say a word of bitterness, we brothers will withdraw voluntarily and will never pester you!" Gao Fei resolutely said.

"This sounds interesting, everyone, count me in!"

The blond-haired Izawa's sword-like eyebrows fluttered, and he also wanted to thrust a leg.

The difficult training career kicked off from the second day.

The five brothers of the Dragon Hunting Team, including Ize, Lucky, and Katerina, all volunteered to join the ranks of being promoted to Extraordinary.

To this, Tian Baichuan did not refuse. In his opinion, martial arts knows no borders, as long as he has good moral character and perseverance, he is eligible to practice under him.

He took on the responsibility of training the top combat power of the legion, but without a name, he surrendered his status, and gave advice from time to time, and he was their little master.

The two armies are at war, and the general is in front.

Only by cultivating the top combat power of the army can it be possible to win with more and improve hope.

Brother Feng is more responsible than everyone else. He, the Baron, and Ghost Hand are responsible for training the large troops of the legion.

More than 700 brothers have long had a reputation for the Dark Night Squad, especially Dragon Thorn.

In the past, they could only listen to legends and had no chance to witness the truth.

But now, Long Spur actually served as their instructor, and he practiced carefully hand in hand, it was really exciting.

The three Feng brothers scientifically divided the 700-strong army into four corps.

The first regiment is named: Longya, with a total of 500 people.

Responsible for fighting the enemy on the frontal battlefield, the members of this corps must be very proficient in the use of firearms, have a sense of teamwork, and be able to adapt to all combat environments in plains, mountains, and dense forests.

They are the absolute main force of the legion, and they are all elite soldiers selected from the mercenaries.

The second regiment is named: Shadow, with a total of 60 people.

Those who are responsible for going deep into the enemy's rear and carrying out assassinations and raids must have considerable experience in assassinations and melee combat skills. They must test the soldiers' ability to respond to crises and observation skills, and they must also have a fearless spirit that is not afraid of death.

The third corps is named: Eagle Eye, with a total of 40 people.

Responsible for surveying all movements of the enemy, counting enemy firepower, and transmitting intelligence before the war.

Brother Feng understands better than anyone else that if the 700 members of the legion want to fight against Chi Yan's [-]-strong force, they must be surprised, attack like thunder, and retreat like lightning.

This requires a deep understanding of the battlefield situation and the enemy's deployment, and the ability to deliver news to the main force at the first time. The responsibility is arduous.

The fourth corps is named: Dragon Blood, with a total of 120 people.

Responsible for logistical support, cover troop transfers, and when needed, replenish the source of troops to several other legions.

The strength of this corps is relatively weak, and they are backup members.

Anyone can see that the division of these four corps has a strong and weak order.

That is to say, during the training process, only those who demonstrate high enough strength will be selected to the first echelon, and they will virtually cheer up the brothers of the legion.

St. Petersburg is located near the sea, very close to the North Siberian Plain.

In the cold winter season, the huge plain is frozen for thousands of miles.

There are frozen rivers, silent dense forests, and the cold climate makes training more difficult.

However, if you don't persevere in suffering, you will perish in war. The harsh environment is the best way to temper the will and ability of brothers.

No matter day or night, they conduct actual combat exercises.

Hundreds of people were divided into two teams, one team was led by Brother Feng, and the other team was led by Ghost Hand and the Baron, and they launched an outstanding guerrilla warfare on the vast plain, fighting in the wild, head-on.

The weapons they use are all real ones, but the bullets are all blank and will not cause life-threatening.

For two months, everyone fought against the climate, against nature, and even against their own perseverance and physical limits.

No one has counted how many times the two sides have fought. The brothers only feel that after each battle, their abilities have improved significantly, whether it is cooperation or combat skills, there has been a breakthrough improvement.

What made them most gratified was that the three god-level generals of the Dark Night Squad did not put on airs at all, and taught them all the skills they had mastered, treating them like brothers.

When night comes, they set up bonfires in dense forests, mountains, and plains, drink pure vodka to warm up their bodies, and sing songs of different nationalities and regions to the moon.

Talk about wine and talk like a family.

This is a profound friendship that can only be forged by brothers who were born and died during the war.

Three months passed by in a hurry.

Winter is over, and they finally ushered in spring, which is a season of recovery.

"Heart sinks like the sea, body grows like a dragon!"

On the vast sea, several small boats paddled quietly with the waves.

In the sea water, the bodies of Gao Fei and the others swam wantonly in the sea.

Suddenly, Tian Baichuan threw a few sharp spears and shot at Gao Fei and the others.

Gao Fei stared coldly, pedaled his feet under the water, and slammed his palms against the surface of the sea. His body jumped more than one meter high like a dragon out of the water.

"Take all orders!"

The surging water splashed around him, and under the bright sunlight, like pearls, big and small beads fell on a jade plate.

His slender body is full of explosive muscles, his arms, legs, and waist are wrapped with iron plates weighing ten kilograms.

If these things were tied to ordinary people, they would have sunk to the bottom of the sea long ago.

But on Gao Fei's body, it seemed like a bubble that wasn't worth mentioning, and it didn't affect his fierce speed at all, instead he jumped up with a miraculous method.

With two swishes, he kicked two spears away with both feet, and caught two more spears with both hands. Seeing that another spear was shot towards his chest, he flew high in the air with his waist straightened, and his whole body spun like a spinning top. Grip the last spear with his teeth.

"Entering the dragon in the water, thundering out of the water, good, you really have lived up to the cultivation of the teacher, the old man, I have a whole body of martial arts, and I have someone to succeed me!"

Tian Baichuan looked up to the sky and laughed, his heart was extremely heroic.

For three months and eight days, Gao Fei basically only slept for four hours a night, practiced hard day and night, and finally broke through the extraordinary realm.

Unlike Brother Feng who was on the top of Changbai Mountain and felt the high mountains and strong winds, he has been practicing in the sea these days, fighting against the wind and waves. The five of them fought against the sharks in the sea and the biting cold current.

It is undeniable that Gao Fei's aptitude is also quite excellent, and the other four brothers have half a foot into the realm of the extraordinary, but have not yet broken through. It is estimated that there is no hope of being promoted to the extraordinary in a short period of time. More than twice as much as before.

"Brother Feng, dare to fight with me in the sea for three hundred rounds?"

Gao Fei pointed at Li Huaifeng and extended an invitation.

"Willing to accompany you!"

Li Huaifeng laughed loudly, took off his clothes, and jumped into the sea like a sword.

In the early spring, the temperature here is extremely low, and the water is even bitingly cold, but the two of them have nothing to fear, and they gallop freely in the endless blue sea.

"With Brother Tian's eyesight, how long will it take for Huaifeng to break through the two-star moves?" Wuming asked in a low voice.

Tian Baichuan twitched the beard on his chin, and said with a leisurely smile, "There is still one chance missing!"

"I think the same as me, is that brother willing to give Huaifeng a chance?" Wuming said happily.

"Don't dare, he is a descendant of the semi-saint Li Chunfeng, he has a family inheritance, and his future is boundless, how dare I give pointers?" Tian Baichuan said modestly.

(End of this chapter)