Chapter 174 Making Military Training More Painful Is the Shared Duty of Seniors and Instructors

"Iron fist? Are you the iron of that world? So soft?"

There is a training ground in Marin Fando, next to the recruit training camp, and in the training ground, two naval generals are training, and the air waves created between punches and slashes make the recruits speechless.

At this time, it was already the second year of the new recruit battalion, and more than half a year had passed since the special training of Skyler and Karp. As long as the two were not on missions, they would fight again and again.

During the battle, Skyler was always at a disadvantage, but she was stubborn! The ridicule of all kinds of words, as if Garp is the one behind, just like now, Garp's fists are a little darker.

"boom!"

With one punch, Skyler couldn't dodge at all, and raised two long swords to block, but the stalemate in their strength was almost no stalemate, Skyler flew out backwards, and she quickly stabbed the long sword into the ground, letting herself slow down.

In the direction of the boot camp, Zefa also watched the battle between Skyler and Karp from time to time. Zefa, who had always been extremely serious in the recruits' impression, now had a bright smile on his face.

Although Skyler still hasn't entered the ranks of the top powerhouses in the sea, she is already on the waiting list, a high-ranking existence, and her knowledge and knowledge of the special training in the past six months has also made great progress.

Although she has not been able to integrate the breath of all things into her own instincts, as long as Skyler is given a moment, she can find the "weakness" of others, such as receiving Garp's punch safely.

Skyler seemed to be blown away, but she stood still and after the smoke cleared, she was unscathed.

At the moment when she just blocked, she had already found the "weakness" in Garp's power, and turned the impact into a thrust. Although she flew upside down, it was more like being pushed away by someone, rather than a Punch fly.

In the elite camp of recruits, Smog, who was carrying a heavy load, said to Tina: "Lieutenant General Garp's armed look is domineering. I'm afraid he can kill me with a single punch. Major General Skyler is fine."

Tina turned her head and looked contemptuously at Smoker, who hadn't fully mastered the six moves, let alone mastered the domineering style, and said, "One punch? You think too much of yourself, don't you?"

"You mean I can't even resist a punch? You look down on me too much, don't you?!"

Smoker was a little upset, but Zefa suddenly turned around and said, "Why don't you go up and have a try?"

With the double sarcasm in the eyes and the words, if it were someone else, Smoker would be irritated and walked up, but he was really scared by Zefa.

His mouth was pursed and his face was unhappy, but Smoker didn't dare to say a word.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling ~"

Suddenly, an alarm sounded, and both Skyler and Karp stopped their movements. Skyler said with a happy face, "Half an hour! You didn't hurt me! You can have dinner!"

"huh~"

Garp snorted coldly, but there was also a smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zefa and said, "Zefa! My daughter and I have shown your recruits a domineering battle for so long. You have to express it?"

"never heard of that!"

Zefa turned around and said, "Everyone! Prepare for five thousand push-ups."

In an instant, all the recruits who were carrying heavy loads all entered the push-up preparation position, but just as Zefa was about to call out, Skyler walked up to him and said:

"Teacher Zefa, shall we have dinner together tonight? Anyway, Lieutenant General Karp treats you!"

"Hmph! I don't want to invite him to dinner!"

"Huh?! I don't need you to treat me to dinner!"

Zefa and Garp, who had rushed over, suddenly started chest-to-chest, and started a child's play.

Skyler, on the other hand, was drinking a drink and smiling as he looked at the recruits on the weight-bearing plank. Push-ups are not as painful as planks.

Because of Zefa's special care, Smoker, who was carrying the heaviest weight, began to tremble at this moment. He looked up to see what Zefa was doing, but just when he raised his head, he saw a mass of abilities that distorted the air. fly.

"Flying finger gun!"

Gradually becoming stronger, Skyler unknowingly learned these six-style derivative skills that Zefa had explained to him a long time ago, and she also wound domineering on the flying finger gun.

The moment he hit Smoker, he let out a deep growl, and then lay on the ground. Skyler shook his head dissatisfied, and said, "Young people nowadays are really in poor health."

Zefa also turned his head at this time because of Smoker's painful cry, and found that this group of people was obviously just a preparation for push-ups, but they seemed more tired than doing push-ups, thinking about the principle of this movement in his mind for a moment.

He stopped Garp's chest that was about to push up with one hand, and then pointed at the recruits. Garp also saw the clue and stopped playing with Zefa. road:

"Smog! Get ready for push-ups!"

Smoker, whose head was still dizzy and in pain, heard Zefa's voice, and instinctively propped himself up from the ground. Zefa had an old bastard smile, but his voice was very serious, and said:

"Can't even hold on to such a simple movement? Well, for the rest of the day, I will keep this posture for the old man! If one person falls down, it will be extended by one minute! Commanders of each battalion! Supervise your own battalion! "

After Zefa finished speaking, the training camp heard the voices of the school officials answering.

Zefa inspected twice and found a problem, that is, this movement can actually be optimized. He ordered: "Everyone, use your elbows to support the ground!"

Skyler raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect Zefa to be able to find a more suitable plank movement just by looking and thinking. It seems that a master of physical arts is indeed a master of physical arts.

Changing the posture and lowering the center of gravity made it even more uncomfortable for the soldiers, especially when there was a load on the ground, the palms were used to support the ground, and the load on the back and waist could be directed to the feet touching the ground.

But after the center of gravity is lowered and the whole person is more parallel to the ground, the weight is completely supported by the waist.

Gradually, some people's movements began to deform. Zefa looked at Skyler. After all, he could see that Skyler had been intentional from the beginning to the present, so it might be better to let Skyler guide them.

Skyler nodded, and the flying finger guns continued to shoot out. The irregular recruits were hit by the armed and domineering flying finger guns, and fell to the ground in pain.

As the sky gradually got late, the time for the recruits to support not only did not shorten, but also became longer because more and more people deformed and fell down.

Karp said with a smile: "Seeing them suffer is much happier than going to eat barbecue!"

Schuyler looked at the ugly expressions of the recruits, and they became even more ugly. She also deliberately turned on the fire and said: "Lieutenant General Garp, just think about this kind of thing in your heart, how can you say it? You said yes Right? Teacher Zefa."

Zefa was stunned. He was indeed very happy to watch, but...as the chief instructor, he seemed not suitable to say such things, but this question was asked by Skyler again. After thinking about it, he said:

"I'm very happy, but the old man is also very disappointed!"

Zefa tried his best to break it back a little, and was about to continue, but Karp said, "Is it because you are hungry and disappointed? It's easy to handle! The old man can make a phone call, and Bogart can deliver food for us!"

As Karp said, he took out the phone bug, and Skyler also said at the right time: "More big bones, and freshly squeezed juice, if there are iced fruits, bring some too.

Karp nodded, looked at Zefa, and asked, "Zefa, what about you?"

Zefa looked at the recruits, a little embarrassed, after all, this is not his style, but... he is already old, what's wrong with doing whatever he wants? So Zefa said decisively: "Let the chef bring the ingredients and bake them now! The takeaway ones are not delicious."