Chapter 345 Challenge [First Update]

Sorry, I just came back from a business trip, I hope you all understand. Update a chapter first, this is written on the car that came back, hehe.

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Ji Zhenping's office building is not too far from the training area of ​​the military camp. Of course, this is relative to the entire military camp. If it is just a simple distance, the four of them can drive all the way without obstruction, and it will take more than 20 minutes to reach the training area. Area.

As soon as he entered the gate of the training area, Ji Feng heard bursts of shouts and seemed full of anger.

In the distance, Ji Feng could see a spacious training room, and the shouting came from inside.

"Uncle, you special forces, you usually train here?!" Ji Feng frowned and asked, "There is no such thing as the legendary fight with Tibetan mastiffs and ascetic marches?"

The barracks is not small, and when you look around, you can hardly see the edge. However, in addition to this training room, Ji Feng only saw some basic training facilities, such as soft ladders, iron bridges, etc., as for the others, they were all invisible.

Ji Feng couldn't help but be surprised. When he was watching TV before, the scenes on it were much more popular, such as hard qigong, flying iron cables, fighting Tibetan mastiffs, etc. Ji Feng, who was still a little inferior at the time, couldn't help it. passionate.

But the scene he saw now was completely different, which made him very disappointed.

Ji Zhenping said with a smile: "Stinky boy, do you think you can really see the real training scene of the special forces? Don't forget, you are just an outsider, and the training of the Red Arrows is strictly confidential, how can outsiders see it so easily? ?!"

Ji Feng suddenly asked: "That means, the training programs I heard about are all real?"

"Not necessarily."

Ji Zhenping shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "At least one thing I can tell you, the scenes of special forces training that you usually see on TV, especially those soldiers interviewed by reporters, are actually recruited from other troops. to cover up people's eyes."

"What do you mean?" Ji Feng's face showed a strange look: "Uncle, don't you mean to say that what we saw is fake, right?"

"Not all of them! However, as long as you can see the faces of the soldiers clearly, they must have been recruited from the troops below. Even if the real special forces were involved in the exercise at that time, you would not pay attention!" Ji Zhenping laughed. , Ji Feng, this kid has always been steady like a middle-aged man, and now seeing him show such a surprised look, Ji Zhenping finally felt relieved.

However, Ji Feng noticed the flaw in his uncle's words, and he immediately asked, "Uncle, are you saying that those real special forces are hidden behind the camera?"

Ji Zhenping smiled slightly: "When you watched the special forces program, did you notice that there are generally two types of soldiers in the camera?"

Swish!

Ji Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "The person with paint on his face is the real special forces?"

Ji Zhenping smiled and said nothing. This was the most information he could reveal. If he continued, it would be a leak. Although it was against his nephew, Ji Zhenping strictly followed the rules of the army.

Ji Feng has already understood. No wonder every time he watches a military program, he is interviewed by soldiers who have nothing on their faces. Dare, those people are hiding their eyes. The real soldiers just run over and wipe their faces. Soldiers with thick paint, they are the real special forces!

He couldn't help laughing bitterly. Over the years, he has been fooled by that bullshit TV show.

"San'er, don't worry, if you feel aggrieved in your heart, you will take a shot later and teach them a lesson, even if you are out of breath!" Seeing Ji Feng's appearance, Ji Shaolei suddenly laughed and patted hard. Tap him on the shoulder.

Ji Feng suddenly smiled: "It's the TV show that fooled me, not these soldiers!"

A few people were talking and laughing, and they had already arrived at the door of the training room.

The four guards standing guard at the gate saw Ji Zhenping and saluted immediately.

Ji Zhenping returned the salute and took Ji Feng and others into it.

As soon as he entered the training room, Ji Feng felt that his eyes were suddenly enlightened. The hall of the entire training room was as big as a football field, and the whole training room seemed to be constructed entirely of sturdy reinforced concrete and steel frames. , the training facilities inside also dazzled Ji Feng.

At this time, at least three or four hundred people in the hall were training in full swing, but the items they were training were actual combat drills, a team of two, or a team of three, which looked like a big melee.

Ji Feng even found that even the instructors who patrolled back and forth would be attacked from time to time, and even three or four soldiers suddenly besieged an instructor.

However, very few instructors were hit, and the ones who were generally kicked out were the soldiers who attacked.

Ji Feng can easily see the movements of these soldiers, but Ji Shaolei is different. He is completely dazzled. He only feels that the figures in front of him are constantly swaying, the sound of fighting is constant, and the others, he can't see anything clearly. .

He couldn't help stunned: "Uncle, they, what are they doing?"

"Melee is also a training program." Ji Zhenping explained simply, "This military competition is held in the military region, which includes this project. These boys are all ready to participate in this military competition."

"Report to the captain, the special team of the Red Arrow Brigade is training, please instruct!" An officer suddenly ran over quickly, saluted, and said loudly.

"Let them suspend training!" Ji Zhenping said.

"Yes!" The officer responded loudly, and immediately, as soon as he waved his hand, a soldier not far away immediately rang the signal bell.

"Dangdangdang!"

The signal bell rang, and everyone, including the instructor, suddenly stopped and returned to the team very quickly.

The movements of the brushes were almost uniform. Hundreds of people made the same movement at the same time, running and returning to the team. Ji Feng and Ji Shaolei were immediately admired by that scene.

A word flashed in the minds of the two immediately - elite!

Ji Zhenping walked over with a smile, and it could be seen that he was very satisfied with the performance of his team.

Everyone stared at Ji Zhenping in unison. Naturally, they knew the captain.

"You guys, there's still a month before the big competition, how is your training?" Ji Zhenping asked with a smile.

"Captain, there is nothing comparable to this big competition. Even if we win, others will think that we won't win!" An instructor said.

"What if you lose?" Ji Zhenping asked.

"Report! There is no concept of failure in our dictionary!" The instructor suddenly replied loudly.

Ji Zhenping said with a smile: "You guys are quite confident, but I want to remind you that this military competition is actually just a test, and a year later, the military regions across the country will hold a joint competition. The championship is our goal, do you have any confidence?!"

"Have!"

Everyone responded with a bang.

"Well! It's a good thing to have confidence, but you can't be blind." Ji Zhenping nodded slightly, pointed to Ji Feng next to him, and said, "In order to make you more confident, I invited you a master instructor today, but Don't miss your chance!"

Swish!

Everyone's eyes turned to Ji Feng, but when these soldiers saw Ji Feng's appearance, their eyes suddenly showed disappointment. This so-called master instructor was too young, even not as old as them. This is the master? !

"I know some of you don't believe it, and some don't accept it..." Ji Zhenping said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Well, now I can give you a chance to challenge him, no matter how many people go together, as long as you If you can defeat him, you can participate in the next national military competition without selection, but if you lose..."

Before Ji Zhenping's words were finished, everyone's eyes began to glow, and it was a rare thing to participate in the next national military competition without being selected.

You must know that just by participating in this competition in the Yanjing Military Region, these people experienced fierce selection competition, and only then stood out from the entire brigade and won the qualification to participate in the competition.

Obviously, in the next national competition, the competition for places will be more intense!

As for whether it is possible to fail, these soldiers have not considered it. In their minds, there is no concept of failure!

At this time, Ji Feng felt that the strong fighting spirit was gathering on him, but his face did not change. Since the uncle wanted to help him beat these guys, he naturally had to do it.

However, Ji Shaolei next to him was stunned, no matter how many people can go together... But there are three or four hundred people in front of them, and all of them are the most elite special forces, not to mention that they go together, even if it is At the same time, five or six people go together, which is scary enough.

Uncle, is this asking San'er to teach these special forces a lesson, or let them teach San'er a lesson?

Who knows, Ji Zhenping added: "Instructors can also participate. If you win, the rewards are the same as ordinary soldiers. You can skip the selection and directly participate in the next national military competition!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded with a bang, and their voices were extremely loud.

Ji Zhenping smiled slightly and waved his hand suddenly: "It's time to start!"

Immediately, everyone stared at Ji Feng with a look of impatience in their eyes.

The boldness and bravery of the soldiers made them not afraid of this challenge at all. As soon as Ji Zhenping's voice fell, a voice suddenly sounded: "I'll try this master instructor first!"

In the front row, a tall, 180-centimeter special forces soldier strode out, staring at Ji Feng, "Instructor please!"

Ji Feng's eyes fell on Ji Zhenping's face, but when he saw that he smiled back, there was no more hint.

Ji Feng immediately smiled and nodded: "Please!"

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