Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

"Top marksmanship?"

"How top notch?"

When Ye Xiaoshu just finished speaking, a huge amount of knowledge poured into his mind.

There is something special in the subconscious.

For example, the perception of wind speed and direction, and the ability to control distance.

Disassembly and assembly of firearms.

From pistols to sniper rifles, all the knowledge is poured into your head.

With this knowledge poured into my brain, not only did I not feel any pain.

On the contrary, I can’t help but feel relaxed all over!

But this shooting ability. . . . Useful?

Ye Xiaoshu is confident that his fists are far more powerful than the damage caused by firearms.

In modern warfare, ordinary bullets can only cause minor damage to gold-level warriors.

Only bullets made from Forbidden Spirit Iron can effectively kill and injure warriors.

However, this is not something that a person of Ye Xiaoshu's status can achieve.

He shook his head and threw this skill away.

Looking at the pile of various snacks in front of him, Ye Xiaoshu quickly packed them away in an incubator.

At this time, the North China Special Battalion————

The soldiers are training. Compared with the South China Feilong, the training method of the North China Sword is more vigorous!

Training in South China is mainly endurance, used for long periods of action.

Just like a flying dragon, wandering between the battlefields!

As for the North China Sharp Sword, its main attack is explosive power. If it doesn't scream, it will be a blockbuster!

It's like a sharp sword that stabs the enemy's vitals!

Each of the special forces members of the Sharp Sword Battalion carried weights on their bodies and ran short distances.

The soldiers' faces turned red. This kind of rapid running with a heavy load put a huge load on the heart.

But after years of training, I gradually got used to this rhythm.

Among the soldiers, one man stood out.

The King of Soldiers in North China——Long Teng.

Those weights were like cotton in his eyes, keeping away from everyone in the 100-meter run.

Special forces are themselves soldiers among soldiers.

It's like being out of a thousand.

As for Long Teng, he is the strongest member of the special forces. Everyone in the special forces will address him respectfully.

The King of Soldiers!

Long Teng is indeed worthy of this title. Whether it is speed, strength or marksmanship, he can become the best among the best.

At the end of the 100-meter training, several soldiers sat down on the ground panting and said:

"Brother Long is worthy of being Brother Long, he is so fierce!"

"Don't forget, Brother Long is wearing a spiritual blocker and is training with us just like ordinary people."

"As expected of the King of Soldiers!"

Long Teng smiled at his comrades and said:

"Where does it come from? All the names of the King of Soldiers and not the King of Soldiers are just false names."

"Our military ranks are all the same."

As a soldier king, he has no airs, which is why Long Teng is loved by others.

But that being said, the physical gap between the two is too big.

The other soldiers had collapsed on the ground, but Long Teng was breathing lightly.

A soldier came close to Long Teng and said:

"Hey, Brother Long, next week's military exercise, what do you think our winning rate is against South China?"

Long Teng replied calmly:

"The comrades in South China are not easy either. Let's go 50-50."

The soldier sitting on the ground quickly said:

"It's 50-50, if you ask me, it's 9-1, we're 9, they're 1."

"With Brother Long here, I have never seen Huanan win!"

All the soldiers laughed.

Longteng is their pride in North China.

The morale boosted by each victory made North China's military strength stronger and stronger.

Long Teng quickly urged:

"Okay, stop chatting."

"The weekend is an arms competition, and after the competition there is a drill and confrontation."

"The more you train, the more face you will give to the troops!"

The soldiers stood up with high morale and cheered!

The training continues, with North China and South China confronting each other.

At this time, the entire Chinese army is divided into groups to fight.

Northeast China, North China, South China, Northwest China.

The four major military regions collide with each other.

The situation in the past two years has been special, and the troops in the northwest region are really insufficient.

It is difficult to participate in military zone confrontation.

So much so that it evolved into a duel between North China and South China.

The Northeast region trains independently.

Central Military Headquarters————

There were countless generals sitting in the conference hall.

Each man has more than a dozen merit medals hanging on his chest.

Not many people can sit here!

They were discussing this military district confrontation exercise.

A middle-aged man said:

"Old Feng, stop fighting, it's boring."

"I'm afraid you'll yell at me again after losing, so just stop fighting to avoid lowering morale."

The speaker was Tao Bin, commander of the North China Military Region.

Feng Yingyi's face turned red with anger and he cursed:

"You surnamed Tao, don't be too arrogant!"

"Commander, I'm telling you! Our Feilong Camp has a secret weapon this year!"

Tao Bin laughed:

"Hahahaha, you said the same thing last time!"

"A secret weapon?"

"That's pure fart!"

Feng Yingyi slammed the table angrily and shouted:

"The commander of the Feilong Battalion reported to me that there was a talent this year."

"No worse than your Soaring Dragon!"

Tao Bin smiled even brighter and said:

"You said the same thing last time!"

"Hahahahaha."

"How about you tell me, what is the name of your Feilong Camp talent?"

Feng Yingyi darkened his face and said coldly:

"Feilongying just reported a few days ago, I don't know what it's called."

He was also not sure whether the soldiers in this report could shake the status of the North China Sword.

The battlefield is never a one-man show.

Long Teng became a problem in South China not just because of his personal strength.

No matter how powerful an individual is, he cannot defeat thousands of troops!

What's really great is Long Teng's command ability and judgment of the battlefield situation.

Whenever the war situation begins to go against the wind, Long Teng can always appear where they are needed most with his sword troops.

Fight back in one fell swoop!

This is the real headache for Long Teng.

At this time, the commander of the Northeast Military Region next to him patted Feng Yingyi on the shoulder and said:

"Okay, be quiet, the commander-in-chief will be here soon."

The two stopped yelling and became quiet.

The conference mainly talked about some precautions.

Time passed quickly.

Ye Xiaoshu wandered around the military area for two days and finally found a good place.

That's the headquarters.

There are computers, tea leaves, and a battalion commander who keeps adding negative emotions to Ye Xiaoshu.

After all, the battalion commander wanted something from him and never got angry.

Let him fiddle with various codes in front of the computer.

The strength of other soldiers has also improved by leaps and bounds in the past two days.

Since the incense screw tubes were enough, the strength of the entire Feilong camp has improved a lot.

The improvement in cultivation in these two days was more than what they had achieved in several years of hard training.

Most of the soldiers have reached the peak of gold level.

As long as you absorb the spiritual core, you can reach the next level!

Morale has also reached its peak, and the improvement in strength has brought huge self-confidence.

The pinnacle of gold level! Which military region is better than Feilong Camp nowadays?

Friday night---

Ye Xiaoshu stretched in front of the computer.

Unplug the USB flash drive from the computer.

Lei Yue would look at what Ye Xiaoshu was tinkering with from time to time, but he couldn't understand it.

He didn't care what those strings of codes were for, he just thought he was playing a game.

Lei Yue said:

"Stop playing, go and rest early, and gather tomorrow to participate in the arms race."

Ye Xiaoshu waved his hand and said:

"I'm not interested, and there's no reward for participating."

Lei Yue said sharply:

"Go and join in!"

"As far as your physical fitness is concerned, you are the best in Feilong Camp. If you don't go, who will?"

"As long as you can take first place in an event, I will reward you with 200 spiritual cores!"

"And every time you get a project, you can get a third-class merit award!"

Ye Xiaoshu regained his energy and asked loudly:

"real?"

Lei Yue nodded and said: "Once you say something, it's hard to catch up!"

Ye Xiaoshu quickly stuffed the USB disk into the system's insulated box, jumped up happily, and ran while jumping, not to mention how happy he was.

Before leaving, he hummed a little tune:

“Now that I have money, how should I spend it~”

"I will buy a Nokia on my left hand and a Nokia on my right hand..."

The sound of leaving became smaller and smaller, Lei Yue covered his face and said:

"What has this kid experienced?"

"So greedy for money?"