(Young Master Yao: How is it? The protagonist has slowly shown his unique talents, right? Everyone will like Lei Hongfei at the beginning. This is for sure. However, it is impossible to follow Lei Hongfei’s character.

The same character is played in the "Zhan Xia Song", but people like Feng Yinglou are different. Not to mention surpassing, at least they can reach the same level. Of course, they are in different fields. Finally, thank you all for supporting Yao Shao so much. I give the recommendation to

I)

Really, Xue Ningbo swore that she just wanted to give it a try. The eight-year-old in front of her had never known how to take the initiative to speak up. She had always been hiding behind Lei Hongfei and would never show up unless absolutely necessary.

The little carrot head didn't have any hidden tricks after all, and his little mind couldn't come up with anything new, so even though he had already gotten a pretty good answer, she still continued to press.

"If you can give me one more reason to accept it," Xue Ningbo stared at Feng Yinglou's little face with half-smiling eyes. She, a perverted instructor who is good at using big sticks, suddenly threw a big stick for the first time.

Hongzao: "When you get back to school, I'll treat you to a barbecue as long as you want. Well, I'll also give you orange juice for free!"

Orange juice!

BBQ!!

If you have enough control, you can run away!!!

Feng Yinglou's eyes instantly seemed to be powered by high-voltage electricity, extremely bright.

Of course, no need to ask, it must be damned Mo Tian who actually wrote Fengyinglou’s shortcomings of greedy mouth and delicious food into his personal file, so instructor Xue Ningbo could prescribe the right medicine and kill Fengyinglou as soon as he took action.

hole!

Now look at Feng Yinglou's pair of eyes that are constantly turning and turning. Looking at his small face, an adult-like expression of thinking suddenly appears. Everyone present is very enlightened. Who doesn't know that this person

The little brother's brain has entered a high-speed spinning state like a computer hard drive?!

"Instructor, I have watched the movie 'The Radio That Never Dies'. When I heard those underground communists sending reports to the headquarters, there were two sounds of 'dip' and 'dah', but they were long and short.

Isn’t it actually very simple to send a report?”

Faced with this sudden question, Xue Ningbo nodded and said: "It's very simple. In fact, if we tap the table with our fingers, we can also use the severity and duration to send a complete set of Morse code."

"Um……"

Feng Yinglou continued to ponder, and after a long while, he finally said with a little stumble: "Then, if, maybe, probably, possible, there are six tubes on this boot, and putting some of them in will taste different.

of insect repellent, change it every time you walk

One stick emits different smells, different smells, and different road lengths. In the absence of a walkie-talkie, using this method, can you send out the Morse code that the instructor just mentioned, so that the people following you can

Do you know what the person walking in front wants to say?"

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Zhou Yuqi couldn't help but his eyes widened, "You think we all have dog noses. Even if he changed his evaporator, who would be able to smell it in the primitive jungle? Could it be that you

Do you think dogs can help us decipher the Morse code, hold the pen in their mouths, and write words on paper that humans can understand?"

"That's not necessary."

After thinking about it for so long just now, it is obvious that Fengyinglou has thought about this question and found the answer, "A dog can bark. For example, when it smells different smells, one bark means 'beep', and two barks mean 'beep'."

'Da', three times is a long tone, four times is a short tone, doesn't it become a usable ticker?"

"I'm sorry, you really dare to let your imagination fly. You can talk nonsense like crazy!" Zhou Yuqi shook his head repeatedly, "I think letting you enter the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School is really undermining your talent.

.If you can talk nonsense like yours, it can form its own system, and you can talk it out in a decent way. You might as well read a lot of books and become a science fiction writer in the future! Don't tell me, there is definitely a future in this.

Profession……"

As he spoke, Zhou Yuqi's somewhat teasing words stopped abruptly, because in an inadvertent glance back, he finally saw the expression on the face of instructor Xue Ningbo, who had been silent all this time.

Zhou Yuqi saw absolute disbelief, absolute disbelief, and absolute shock on instructor Xue Ningbo’s face. The way she looked at Fengying Tower was as if she was looking at a creature from the Cretaceous era that traveled through time and space.

The tunnel suddenly appeared in front of her, a dinosaur that could still speak, opened its mouth enthusiastically to her, and shouted "Hello"!

Xue Ningbo walked up to Fengyinglou. She looked at the child's face carefully over and over again, as if she wanted to determine whether what Fengyinglou said just now was something he came up with on the spur of the moment, or whether he had seen something before, or

Whatever you hear, just pick it up and use it.

Eight years old, this child is already eight years old.

Standing so close, Xue Ningbo discovered that Feng Yinglou's eyes were as clear as a newborn baby's, as clear as a pool of autumn water. It was as if he had lived in a world without any pollution or trace of pollution for the past eight years.

Only in the space of intrigue can this most rare innocence be preserved.

Perhaps because he had no distracting thoughts, when he focused all his energy and intelligence on his desire for delicious food, this eight-year-old child instead jumped over the worldly obstacles and the so-called barriers formed by experience, and allowed his mind to wander freely.

The eagle spread its wings and soared. From a high position, it saw through the layers of fog and directly locked onto the "reality" that sounded so incredible and exaggerated, but it did exist!

This child may not be a genius with a high IQ, but he has a pair of piercing eyes!

An instructor and an eight-year-old student who had not officially entered the school looked at each other quietly. I don’t know how long it took before Qiu Yue’s words finally broke the strange silence, “Instructor, this rope

What is it used for? I saw some professional killers in movies who like to use thin wires to strangle people's necks from behind and strangle them to death. Isn't this rope a weapon with the same purpose? "

What Qiu Yue is carrying is a thin rope that is completely transparent and can easily be ignored at night or in an environment such as a jungle. The rope is about fifty centimeters long, with a hook at one end and a hook at the other end.

But he was wearing a black plastic case the size of a tooth with an unknown purpose.

By this time, Xue Ningbo no longer wanted to play question and answer games with these students. She removed the magazine from the MP5 submachine gun in her hand, and then said to Qiu Yue: "Come and grab my gun."

Seeing Qiu Yue moving closer to him step by step, Xue Ningbo knew that this student who had already obtained the second degree of black belt in Taekwondo was very nervous. In fact, whoever stood in Qiu Yue's perspective would have to fight for one.

The instructor of the Fifth Special Forces will be nervous about the gun in his hand!

Xue Ningbo raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "Don't worry, I won't resist, just treat me as an ordinary soldier."

Hearing this, Qiu Yue breathed a sigh of relief, nodded vigorously, and shouted: "Okay!"

Qiu Yue walked up to Xue Ningbo, grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled it hard. Xue Ningbo let go, and almost at the same time, there was a "click" from the barrel of the MP5 submachine gun, and the thimble hit the empty space.

ring.

Qiu Yue was really stunned. If there were still bullets in the submachine gun, the bullets would have been shot into his body when he was fighting for the weapon.

What pulled the trigger was a rope with one end covered with a black plastic sleeve on the submachine gun trigger, and the other end fixed to a certain part of Xue Ningbo's sleeve with a hook. It was completely transparent and could easily be ignored!

"This is called a gun sling. I don't recommend you to use it on the battlefield, because the black soft plastic sleeve is very thin and looks insignificant, but it will affect the ability of your finger to pass through when you are shooting.

A sense of rhythm is gradually developed through repeated practice. However, sometimes, this kind of gun rope has unexpected special uses. "

In front of all the students, Xue Ningbo put down the MP5 submachine gun in his hand, took a Type 81 rifle from an assistant instructor, which is widely equipped with active military personnel, and put the black soft leather sheath with the gun rope on the rifle board

On board.
Chapter completed!