Chapter 283 Polusalino: What era are you still smoking...Traditional training?(2/2)
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The deputy's face was ashen, and he thought of what Porusalino once said about Lieutenant General Garp with a smile:
"Lieutenant General Garp is such an old guy... so cute, so cute that I have the urge to beat him up... pack him up and take him home!"
So he could only lower his voice and reminded:
"Lieutenant General Garp, General Zefa and others have already formulated a training plan. It is best to proceed according to the plan... Moreover, the newcomers have just returned from the on-site competition in the 'Grand Recruitment'. Will they compete now?"
Is the content repeated?”
"Hahaha, it turns out that Zefa and the others have a plan? But I think the newcomers are very satisfied with my arrangement... and the plan can't keep up with the changes, so the training content is decided like this!"
"What are you doing standing still? Let's start drawing lots! Or you can just name who you want to fight!"
It can only be said that after all, the outstanding ones have passed the "Grand Recruitment" selection process and can be selected by the navy bosses. Among the people present, there is no one who is tired of fighting or doesn't want to fight. They all think it's great.
During the recruitment period, the time was too tight, and the opponents were arranged in advance, which was not interesting. So now they are all itchy and eager to fight.
Therefore, Lieutenant General Karp's arrangement completely matched their radio waves.
However, having said that, Lieutenant General Garp is actually not messing around - compared to the countless scientific machines that he has damaged, Lieutenant General Garp is more willing to believe in his own vision after years of fighting. Any two
As long as a person has a good comparison in front of him, he can estimate all aspects of the two people's situations.
Fighting is always the most intuitive way to reflect a person's true situation in all aspects.
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"Today's rookie training, have you decided where to go for interviews and filming?"
"We were unable to get permission for interviews and filming during the military recruitment. We must not waste the opportunity this time!"
“It must be big news!”
In Oris Square, dozens of reporters with a unified "Media Personnel" sign were discussing while walking to the major training grounds where new recruits were being trained today.
The reporter who was surrounded and walking in the middle and front slowly spoke in the face of the expectant and awed eyes of his colleagues:
"If there is a wave, watch the wave. If there is no wave, watch the card. If there is no card, start the compilation!"
"Oh oh oh! You are worthy of being a famous reporter of "World Economic News"! Insightful! High opinion!"
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"I remember... you are also from the East China Sea, right? You are in the instant kill group like me. Considering that we come from the same sea area, I advise you to just admit defeat."
“There are also highs and lows in the flash kill group!”
On the training ground where Lieutenant General Garp was located, Crowe did not respond to the rhetoric of Second Lieutenant Mengka, who was also in the instant kill team. The other party also shook his head and rushed towards Crowe without hesitation.
.The strong body and the sharp ax in his hand are indeed very dangerous.
As for the skinny Crow, faced with such a brutal collision, he still chose to face it head-on.
With five fingers like iron claws, Crowe held down Lieutenant Mengka's axe-equipped arm with one hand, nerves, muscles, bones, and skin. Although his forearm was shaking slightly, there was no doubt that he directly blocked the opponent.
A powerful blow.
The left hand holding Lieutenant Mengka's arm was pulled sharply in his direction. The ax blade was too close at this time and even passed through the training suit, making Crowe feel a cold feeling.
But it was this cold feeling of metal that made him particularly excited - he used all his weight and strength to press Mengka to his right elbow, then mercilessly hit the opponent's abdomen, and then struck hard with his right foot.
The opponent's ankle, taking advantage of Mengka's loss of balance, his body dwarfed and rushed into the opponent's arms!
Then he pushed his shoulders up, and his waist suddenly exerted force like a spring full of power. Finally, like throwing a rag, he gave the big Mengka a hard back kick!
"Bang!"
The huge shock affected many other people's battles.
"You are right, there are high and low levels in the instant kill group!"
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Chapter completed!