Chapter Six Seven Days

When Fengyinglou finally stepped into the gate of the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School again, fine snowflakes were flying in the sky, but as usual, every corner of the entire academy was still cleaned.

, not even a scrap of paper could be found.

What he saw face to face were faces that were either familiar or unfamiliar. No one organized it, but the entire school, as long as there were no classes or training, all the students spontaneously gathered near the school gate and watched quietly.

In the Fengying Studio, the first person to come towards me was instructor Xue Ningbo.

Facing Xue Ningbo's eyes that scrutinized him, Fengyinglou lowered his head. Here, besides Mo Tian, ​​the person he felt most sorry for was Xue Ningbo.

Xue Ningbo's voice was very calm, "Follow me."

After saying this, Xue Ningbo left without looking back, and Fengyinglou also followed behind her without saying a word. The two of them walked in tandem into the mountains behind the school.

We walked into the woods where nine years ago, Xue Ningbo taught Fengyinglou movement assault warfare knowledge.

The trees here are still tall and unyielding; the mountains here are still thick and steady; the water here is still gurgling under the ice; facing everything familiar, facing instructor Xue Ningbo with his back turned, Fengyinglou whispered

Said: "I'm sorry!"

Nine years ago, when Xue Ningbo looked forward to finding a disciple who dared to challenge the world's top and pass on her skills, it was Fengying Tower who stood out from the crowd and shouted, "Let me

Come." Because of these three words of promise, how much effort and hope did Xue Ningbo put into Fengyinglou in these years?

For the sake of his own moral bottom line, Fengyinglou did not betray his father, but inevitably, he betrayed the promise he made nine years ago.

Xue Ningbo suddenly raised his hand and threw an automatic rifle into Fengyinglou's hands. She pointed at a set of equipment at her feet, including a body armor, and said in a deep voice: "Put it on!"

When both of them were fully armed, Xue Ningbo pulled the bolt of the automatic rifle in his hand and said: "With real guns and live ammunition, do you dare to compete with me in the last mobile assault battle?"

Fengyinglou said without any hesitation: "Okay!"

Three minutes later, a confrontation between students and instructors began with real guns and live ammunition, and no room for moisture. The bullets flew in the air, causing gravel to scatter and the pines and cypresses to moan. This could be intense or monotonous.

The shooting continued for half an hour, until both men had only the last bullet left in their magazines. The rifles in their hands were both aimed at each other's chest at close range, but no one clicked the button.

Pulling the trigger brought the final end.

Two pairs of arms that are equally powerful and stable, two rifles that can remain motionless for hours even if three bricks are hung under the barrel, two pairs of eyes that are as sharp as beasts, making people dare not look at them, two pairs of

A heart that can still remain calm even if there are live ammunition!

If they are really enemies, their final outcome will be the same as now, they will definitely die together!

Faced with all this, Xue Ningbo smiled, no longer sad. Her smile was clearly full of pride. Xue Ningbo knew better than anyone else that Fengyinglou's movements were too fast.

He turned decay into magical speed. She was forced to use the weakness of a woman's lack of physical strength to fight Fengyinglou tit-for-tat with fast speed. She only used her actual combat experience that far surpassed Fengyinglou to equalize the fighting power between the two sides.

Maybe Fengyinglou will never be able to enter the world's individual military competition stage again, but as a teacher, she can already confirm that if it continues to develop, within three years, Fengyinglou will be at the peak of its mental and physical abilities.

Opportunity to win the world championship of sports assault!

She succeeded, and she really trained a disciple who could be the strongest in the world. Although he had no way to continue on this path, she was regretful and unwilling, but after the final battle, she,

It seems that he can also smile and watch his apprentice leave because of his silly persistence.

The two men carried the rifles with only the last bullet left and walked back again. Just before they walked out of the mountain, Xue Ningbo suddenly stopped and said, "Fengyinglou, you know, I really wanted to hurt you just now."

You, use this method to let you stay in school to recuperate. Although I know you shouldn't, I still can't help but think that if you are injured and stay to recuperate, maybe things will turn around, and maybe you will continue to stay.

"

Fengyinglou remained silent and did not speak. He owed Xue Ningbo so much, even if Xue Ningbo really shot him to death, he would have nothing to say, let alone anything to complain about.

Xue Ningbo suddenly turned around and held Fengyinglou in his arms, "Goodbye, you stupid kid who is stupid and stupid, but can always make everyone shine when they least expect it! You

I won’t see you off on the day you leave. I hate parting. And remember, don’t forget me!”

After saying these words, Xue Ningbo raised her head, gently placed a gentle kiss on the forehead of Feng Yinglou, who was more than ten centimeters taller than her, like a sister would treat a younger brother, and then she ran away without looking back.

But Fengyinglou stood there, holding on to the fine snowflakes, on the mountain path that he and Xue Ningbo had walked time and time again, silent for a long, long, long time.

That night, Fengyinglou once again carried his bedroll and walked to the pigeon cage in the corner of the school. In the pigeon cage, there was a big boy lying casually, his right foot still supported on his left knee, and he kept swinging around.

, was smiling and paying attention to Fengyinglou, and the silver Flying Eagle Medal on his lapel became more and more dazzling under the moonlight, which instantly illuminated Fengyinglou's eyes.

This guy doesn't sit or stand, he always has a careless smile on his face, but he can always send out fatal temptations in every gesture, making every girl's eyes unable to help but wander around him.

Guy, if it’s not the fifth special force, the third fang warrior in history, who is it?

What surprised Fengyinglou the most was that beside Zhan Xiage, there was actually a man in his thirties standing next to him. He seemed to be an honest man at first glance, and he would probably be slapped with three sticks, and he would fart.

"This is Zhao Haiping, my apprentice when I was on a mission. He and I were together in Russia and were chased around the world by Chechen terrorists for a whole month. Although he was stupid, he was pretty lucky and didn't die there.

Not only did he go on the battlefield, he was also recruited by the school as an exception and became the first civilian veteran student to enlist in the army."

Zhan Xia Ge's introduction to Zhao Haiping was very simple, but Feng Ying Lou, who had just come out of the battlefield in Afghanistan, could hear the importance of it. And Zhan Xia Ge's introduction to Feng Ying Lou was even more straightforward.

Tickle: "Zhao Haiping, do you still remember the murder traps I kept setting up in the desert? Those desperate tactics that killed people without blood were all taught to me by the young master Feng in front of me. Well, be good

Apprentice, didn't I tell you earlier that you have to be sharp-eyed and diligent when you get to school, why don't you call someone quickly!"

After hearing the master's order, Zhao Haiping walked up to Fengying Tower, looked at the big boy in front of him who was more than ten years younger than himself, he hesitated for a moment, and still called out honestly: "Master!"

"Well……"

Even though Fengyinglou was in a low mood, he was still stunned and stuttered when he heard such a shocking address and looked at the man in front of him who was 100% already in his thirties, had a long beard, and was as honest as a farmer brother in the countryside.

stand up.

"I'm sorry, you call me master, but you call him Taishifu?" Zhan Xiage also widened his eyes, "Are there any people who bully their masters and destroy their ancestors like you? Don't you see that he is a few years younger than me?

? Just call me Uncle, and you’ll already get a big deal from him!”

Zhao Haiping definitely belongs to the type who knows his mistakes and can correct them. He immediately added another sentence to Fengyinglou: "Master Feng!"

No matter how Fengyinglou heard the word "Uncle Fengshi", it sounded a bit like Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts movies. But after looking at Zhao Haiping a few more times, Fengyinglou put away his smile and sang to the warrior: "Congratulations.

You have gained a good apprentice!"

Zhan Xia Ge rolled his eyes and said, "Can a stupid young man like him, who looks forty but has an actual age divided by ten on the inside, be considered a good apprentice?"

"The measure of a sniper's skill is not how good his marksmanship is, how he can raise and lower the gun and kill an enemy thousands of meters away. It is how alert the sniper is when lurking for a long time, and how he blends into the surrounding environment.

One body, no longer distinguishing each other's hidden power."

Fengyinglou looked at Zhao Haiping and said: "He seems to be more simple-minded than Mu Na. Once a person like him decides to do something, he will definitely go all out and concentrate on it."

If you ask him to learn how to design booby traps, he will always be able to get the shape because of his lack of creative thinking. But if you ask him to be a simple sniper, as long as you are willing to teach him everything you have to say about war heroes, I estimate that within five years, he will be

You can be better than your predecessor!"

A "I knew I couldn't hide it from you" smile appeared on Zhan Xia Ge's face. He said calmly to Zhao Haiping, "Did you hear that? Your uncle is praising you!"

Zhao Haiping smiled. In that way, he looked indescribably, um, so cute!

"call……"

Zhan Xia Ge suddenly imitated Xue Ningbo, raised his hand and threw something that looked 80% similar to a grenade at Feng Ying Lou. Feng Ying Lou took it and discovered that it turned out to be an unopened bottle.

of spirits.

"Do you still remember what Yajie'er said when we met not long ago? She said that if the two of us can join forces, we will be invincible!"

Zhan Xia Ge took out another bottle of liquor from his side and said to Feng Ying Lou: "It's a pity that you and I come and go in such a hurry. Although we know each other, we never have the opportunity to fight side by side. But fortunately, you and I will never

Will become an enemy!"

Speaking of the word "enemy", for some reason, Zhan Xia Ge and Feng Ying Lou suddenly felt their hearts beat slightly at the same time. However, both of them can be said to be outstanding people carefully cultivated in the Fifth Special Forces.

He picked up the wine bottle and saw a pair of them from afar. Although the strong wine went into his throat and choked his blood, he still drank calmly.

Feeling the heat caused by the strong liquor entering his throat, Fengyinglou suddenly smiled at Zhan Xiage and said, "Congratulations!"

Zhan Xia Ge was slightly startled. Although he didn't want to, his face still showed a somewhat charming and gentle look of forgiveness. Zhan Xia Ge and Ya Jie'er had been in love with each other for several years, although they were teachers and students.

Love is a taboo among taboos in the Fifth Special Forces, but they still fell into it, and because of Zhan Xia Ge in Russia, they suffered fatal injuries and received treatment in the hospital for more than two months. Yajieer was almost

She accompanied him untied, and even stayed in the same room with him at night. Finally, the final boundary between them was crossed.

Knowing that Fengyinglou is a disciple jointly trained by several top domestic psychology masters, Zhan Xiage still couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, this kid's eyes are too poisonous, right?!

"I have asked the Dragon King about your combat experience in Afghanistan." Zhan Xia Ge raised the bottle of wine in his hand towards Feng Ying Tower, and after taking another sip together, he thought for a moment before continuing:

"Frankly speaking, I think you have regressed. Although you are still the model for every student to imitate on the battlefield, in my eyes, from the moment I met you to now, you are not as advanced in military technology.

The progress can almost be said to be minimal."

Those who dare to say that Fengyinglou's progress is too slow, looking at the entire Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, there is probably only Zhan Xiage. He slightly narrowed his eyes and asked unceremoniously: "In the past three years,

What exactly did you learn in school, and what kind of talents did you develop that you can’t even use at will against terrorists on the battlefield?!"

"Speciality?!"

After thinking about this word in his mouth, Fengyinglou raised a faint smile. At this time, he was showering under the moonlight, and he really looked like a fairy who was descended to the mortal world, with a little helplessness and a little compassion.

Ai Qiu. He raised his hand to the moonlight

The wine bottle in his hand was gently shaken, causing the liquid inside to swirl and make a "swishing" sound. When he finally raised his neck and poured the wine juice into his throat without any scruples, he felt like a wild man.

Zhang Yang actually made Zhan Xia Ge stunned.

After pouring half a bottle of spirits, Feng Yinglou's face suddenly turned red. He put down the bottle, but still maintained the gesture of raising the glass and drinking. He stared at the top of his head, which had been silently reflecting since ancient times.
To be continued...