hiss!
When the wisteria hit his body, Jiang Fan was so prepared that he could not help but groan in pain!
"Company Commander, are you okay?"
He Chenguang looked embarrassed: "Did I use too much force?"
Jiang Fan took a long breath and said, "It's okay!"
"Just use this intensity! Keep fighting!"
"If I don't let you stop, you won't stop!"
He Chenguang responded hesitantly: "...Okay..."
Then, He Chenguang continued to slap Jiang Fan on the back.
Every time he was hit, Jiang Fan's whole body shook violently, and the veins on his neck and face bulged out.
And soon, blood marks appeared on Jiang Fan's back, which was extremely hideous.
After being whipped for more than a dozen times, Lei Zhan and others came to check the training equipment and saw He Chenguang whipping Jiang Fan on the back with a wisteria. They all looked shocked.
"What are you doing?"
After hearing the whistling sound of tearing up the airflow in the air, everyone could not help but feel cold snorts on their backs.
Every time the whip hit Jiang Fan's body, their bodies trembled, and they seemed to feel the severe pain caused by the wisteria hitting their bodies.
Snapped!
Finally, after a few more consecutive whippings, Jiang Fan couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down on one knee, grinning and breathing heavily.
"Company commander!"
Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu came over quickly to support Jiang Fan.
"No...it's okay."
Jiang Fan's lips trembled and turned white, and then with the support of the two people, he sat gently on the beach.
At this time, blood was slowly oozing from his back, which was shocking.
"Jiang Fan, what's going on?"
At this time, a deep voice came.
I saw that Long Baichuan and Kang Lei had appeared behind everyone at some point.
"Hello, Chief!"
Everyone stood at attention and saluted.
Jiang Fan also wanted to stand up and salute, but was stopped by Kang Lei.
Kang Lei frowned and said, "What are you doing? Who hit you?"
"Report!"
He Chenguang hesitated and said: "Regiment...leader, I was the one who shot him."
Kang Lei was stunned, "Did you hit him?"
"What plane are you working on?"
Jiang Fan waved his hand slightly and said to Kang Lei: "Captain, don't blame him, I asked him to hit him."
"I'm experimenting with something."
"Testing something?"
Everyone looked puzzled.
Long Baichuan on the side suddenly said: "Are you practicing to resist blows? Or are you practicing Qigong?"
Jiang Fan said: "It's both."
"qigong?"
Wang Yanbing and others are still a little confused.
Lei Zhan on the other side was quite experienced and explained: "It's the kind of hard qigong we usually hear about or see in TV martial arts dramas!"
"Hard Qigong can make the body muscles stronger and have a certain ability to resist blows!"
"Legend has it that when you practice hard qigong to a certain level, you can become invulnerable to weapons! Of course, the gun here refers to cold weapons."
"Even if you can't reach that point, practicing the door can greatly improve your ability to resist hits."
Wang Yanbing was surprised: "Does this really exist in reality?"
Lei Zhan said: "Of course there are, but there are very few people who know this skill, and it is basically not spread to outsiders. You can search online. Many people who perform in the society know a little bit, but , their training is relatively low-level and they don’t have such strong resistance ability.”
"In our army, there are also one or two special forces who know this skill. But because these qigong are hidden sects or passed down from generation to generation and cannot be passed on to others, they are not generally popular in the army."
"Of course, even if someone really teaches you, you may not have the talent to practice it. Even if you have the talent, you don't have the perseverance!"
"If you don't practice this skill for ten or eight years, it will be difficult to see good results."
Hearing this, Li Erniu glanced at Jiang Fan's back and swallowed, "Veteran, what you mean is that if you want to practice this so-called hard qigong, you need to be beaten with wisteria for a long time like the company commander. Body, tempering muscles?”
Lei Zhan looked at Jiang Fan's back, frowned and said, "I've never heard of beating him with wisteria. But beating him with a stick or fists is necessary."
When Li Erniu and Wang Yanbing heard this, they quickly waved their hands and said, "Forget it then! It hurts just looking at it! I'd better focus on training other skills."
Lei Zhan asked Jiang Fan: "Lao Jiang, are you sure that using wisteria to hit him will be more effective than hitting him with a stick?"
Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "My master said so, whether it is good or not, you have to try it to know whether it is or not?"
Kang Lei said worriedly: "But now the selection is about to begin. As the chief instructor, you have made yourself bruised and bruised at this time. Can you hold on later?"
Jiang Fan comforted him: "Captain, don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."
"My physique is relatively good and my recovery speed is relatively fast. It won't be a problem."
Everyone knew that Jiang Fan was cautious, and also knew that he would never speak big words, so they didn't say anything else immediately and everyone went about their own business.
After Jiang Fan rested for a while, he asked He Chenguang to continue.
After a full fifty lashes were given to each of them, and the whole body was dripping with blood and sweat, they finally gave up.
"Here, help me apply this liquid to the wound."
Jiang Fan took out a bottle of redeemed recovery potion and handed it to He Chenguang.
He Chenguang thought it was just a medicine for treating wounds, so he didn't say anything. He quickly applied it on Jiang Fan, and then wrapped Jiang Fan's upper body with gauze to prevent blood from seeping out and sticking to his clothes.
"Okay, you go and do your own thing."
"yes!"
After He Chenguang left, Jiang Fan came to a tree on the beach of the sea training ground.
He took a deep breath and started punching the tree trunk one after another.
With each punch, the tree, which was more than twenty centimeters in diameter, trembled slightly and dropped a few dead leaves.
After more than a dozen punches, Jiang Fan's fist had already broken through a layer of skin, and blood seeped out.
But Jiang Fan didn't care at all. He endured the pain and continued to pound.
The bark of the tree was also stained red by Jiang Fan's blood, and several pieces fell off.
"Chen Guang, does your company commander have masochistic tendencies?"
On the training ground, everyone couldn't help but gasp again when they saw Jiang Fan's behavior.
He Chenguang smiled bitterly: "From the time we met the company commander, he has been pursuing the limit. Every military subject and skill is a risk."
"No one can persuade him at all."
Everyone nodded in agreement with He Chenguang's statement.
Even though in their opinion, Jiang Fan's strength was already far ahead of theirs, it seemed that he was far from satisfied with his own strength and was constantly pushing past his physical limits.
It was the same when I was in the Iron Fist group, and it was the same when I went to hunter training.
Now in the Marine Corps, even as a chief instructor, I have never relaxed and have been working hard!
They asked themselves, if it were them, the intensity of training or the degree of cruelty to themselves, let alone reach the level of Jiang Fan, even if it was half as good as him, half of their lives would probably be lost!
Later, Jiang Fan finally stopped after punching him dozens of times with various parts of his fist.
After everyone thought Jiang Fan finally stopped this self-harming behavior, the next second.
boom!
boom!
Jiang Fan raised his legs and started kicking the trees sideways.
Everyone looked at each other and said almost in unison: "Pervert!"
the next day.
In the morning, He Chenguang called He Chenguang over again.
"Continue today."
Jiang Fan said.
He Chenguang suddenly said in shock: "Company Commander, the scars on your body haven't healed yet! You can't fight anymore!"
Jiang Fan said: "It doesn't matter, I will use a stick today."
After saying that, he pointed to the iron rod as big as a baseball bat that had been prepared nearby.
He Chenguang was stunned: "Iron rod?!"
"bring it on."
Jiang Fan said as he had already braced himself.
He Chenguang said helplessly: "Company Commander, they asked me to ask you something."
Jiang Fan glanced at him and said lightly: "It's considered self-harm."
He Chenguang: "..."
"That's not it. They want to know, is it pleasurable to harm oneself?"
Jiang Fan: "..."
…………
boom!
boom!
Everyone shook their heads helplessly when they saw He Chenguang beating the various muscles of Jiang Fan's body with an iron rod.
"Yesterday I was whipped with a whip and today I'm beaten with an iron rod. This guy must be crazy!"
"No normal person can be so self-inflicted."
"The company commander won't do this to us in the future, right?"
"maybe."
"..."
Two days later.
Before the large troops came to participate in the announcement, Zhou Xiaoxi came over first.
"Master..."
Zhou Xiaoxi was very excited when she saw Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan raised his hand and said to her: "I said, now, you are not my disciple."
Zhou Xiaoxi choked, "Then what should I call you?"
Jiang Fan said: "The chief can also do it, or instructor Jiang."
Zhou Xiaoxi stood at attention and said, "Yes! Instructor Jiang!"
Jiang Fan nodded, "Since you have chosen to join the army, it proves that you have accepted the profession of a soldier."
"But now, we can only start from the rank of private. Of course, I am referring to the training stage."
"You are a technician I specially recruited. In addition, you are also in the official system in society. When you are transferred to the army, you can also be regarded as an officer. However, in the first year, you still need to start as a cadre student. , if you perform well, you can officially become an officer."
Zhou Xiaoxi said loudly: "Yes! Everything depends on instructor Jiang!"
Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction, "Okay! Then you go to the female soldier squadron to stay for three months."
"I've already said hello over there, and I will conduct special training for you, and strive to make you a qualified female Marine Corps soldier in the shortest possible time!"
"yes!"
Jiang Fan immediately called someone over and took Zhou Xiaoxi to the female soldiers squadron.
In the afternoon, several buses finally brought in the candidates selected by Jiang Fan.
Some of these people are officers, some are non-commissioned officers and veterans, and a small number are private soldiers.
After arriving here, everyone can't help but feel a little nervous.
The people selected from the navy and army teams have already stood in a square.
At each square, He Chenguang and others took the lists. After confirming each one, Lei Zhan picked up the loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Everyone is included! Look to the right and look forward."
"Take a break and stand at attention!"
After hundreds of people followed Lei Zhan's command and lined up, Lei Zhan ran three meters away from Jiang Fan, saluted Jiang Fan, and said loudly: "Report to the Chief Instructor, the candidates for the Frogman Special Forces have gathered! "
"456 people should be here! 456 people are actually here! Please give instructions! Deputy Chief Instructor, Lei Zhan!"
Jiang Fan returned the greeting and said with a serious expression: "Take a break."
"yes!"
Lei Zhan saluted again, and then shouted to all the candidates: "Take a break!"
Uh-huh.
All candidates will extend their left foot one-third of the way.
As Jiang Fan walked up, everyone's eyes followed Jiang Fan's figure, their eyes full of reverence.
Naturally, all the Marines in the Marine Corps knew Jiang Fan's strength.
The other troops outside and those specially recruited also saw Jiang Fan's strength with their own eyes.
Whether in the army or in society, everyone admires the strong.
In their opinion, Jiang Fan was not an ordinary strong man.
"Tell me about it!" After Jiang Fan finished speaking, all the candidates immediately stood at attention.
"Take a break!"
Jiang Fan shouted again, and then said: "What should be said and what should not be said, I have already said it before I asked you to come over."
"Now, there is no need to waste time saying anything more."
"I just emphasize the rules!"
Jiang Fan scanned the crowd with sharp eyes and a loud voice, "In the army, what matters is the execution of orders and prohibitions!"
"And it's even more true here!"
"Remember, at any time, in any assessment and training subjects, those who disobey will be eliminated directly!"
"The special forces I want to choose are not soldiers who come to resist me or question me!"
"Those who want to resist me or question me, wait until you can sit in my position before you speak."
"Otherwise, give me proper training!"
"Do you understand everything?!"
Everyone: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"very good!"
Jiang Fan nodded, "Now, Deputy Chief Instructor Lei Zhan will announce the selection rules!"
"yes!"
After Jiang Fan's voice fell, Lei Zhan ran up again, holding a big loudspeaker, scanning the audience, and shouted loudly:
"The selection is divided into three stages!"
"The first stage: the devil training week, which lasts for half a month and two weeks. The training subjects are also very simple, both physical and mental training! Those who pass can directly enter the next level!"
"The second stage: skills training and assessment! It lasts for two and a half months. There is no need to explain too much at this stage. You will have your own explanation when you enter this level!"
"The third stage: let's wait until you successfully pass the first two stages!"
Everyone: "???"
In addition to the first stage, the second and third stage, what is the difference between you saying it and not saying it?
You might as well not announce it.
Lei Zhan said, pointing to a flag-raising stand behind where the national flag, military flag, and party flag were raised, "Those who voluntarily abstained and those who were eliminated, place your helmets under the national flag stand. After saluting the three flags, someone will Send it back."
"Don't worry, you will receive a new helmet before leaving!"
"Now, I give you three minutes. If you don't understand anything, you can ask questions!"
"Report!"
At this time, a noncommissioned officer raised his hand and asked loudly: "Instructor, do you have a specific training plan for the first phase?"
Lei Zhan: "There is no plan! It all depends on the mood of the chief instructor."
Sergeant: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Some people died, but not completely...
