Special Forces: Class Reunion, I Parachute In A Tank

The students signed the life-and-death contract, and then, under the leadership of the teacher, went to the dormitory to store their luggage.

Ling Feng and Lu Dong were assigned to a bed, with Ling Feng on the upper bunk and Lu Dong on the lower bunk.

Lu Dong threw the backpack on the bed, and joked while tidying it up: "The teacher in charge of allocating the beds also knows that you have long legs and are suitable for the upper bunk."

"If you have short legs like me, you have to take care of them."

The students moved very quickly, and after only two or three minutes, everyone was sorted out.

Ling Feng was one step ahead of him, had already made the bed, and was standing beside the bed waiting for them.

A black soldier accidentally glanced at Ling Feng's bed, and couldn't leave his eyes.

He looked at Ling Feng's bed in surprise, gave Ling Feng a thumbs up, "Good!"

"I've never seen a soldier whose bed can be made like yours, and it's still under such a fluffy and soft "four-three-seven" condition."

"Huaxia Bing, you have to share with us."

His two words attracted crowds of onlookers, foreign soldiers saw Ling Feng's bed, and couldn't help praising Ling Feng one after another.

“The bed was made really well!”

"I've been in the military for nine years, and I've never seen such a clean bed."

"This is exactly like a plastic model!"

"boom!"

While the crowd was watching, a gunshot sounded suddenly, and the dormitory fell silent for an instant, and everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the gunshot.

A foreign soldier stood at the door, holding a gun in his hand, with a vicious look on his face.

"I am your chief instructor Shark!"

"Everyone, clean up the house!"

He walked in while talking, and came to Ling Feng, face to face reprimanded: "This is the warrior school!"

"It is a place where you are trained to become warriors who can fight one against one hundred!"

"Here, the internal affairs don't have to be organized too well, don't waste time!"

The shark instructor turned around and came to Ling Feng's bed, ready to reach out and tear off his quilt.

The raised hand could not be lowered for a long time, because he found that Ling Feng's bed was made too well, and it was the least made bed he had led the army for many years.

It can be said to be a perfect work of art.

It made him, a cold-blooded and ruthless old guy, a little bit reluctant to do it.

So he transferred all his anger to Lu Dong's bed on the lower bunk.

He tore off the quilt directly from the bed, and stepped away from it.

Lu Dong:???

Instructor, what they are watching is Ling Feng's bed, why are you talking about me?!

He was angry and confused now, but he didn't dare to express it in front of the instructor.

After the shark instructor left, Lu Dong dared to complain in a low voice, "This instructor is really interesting. He obviously scolded you, but he pulled my quilt."

"This is the first time I heard in the army that there is no need to manage internal affairs."

Ling Feng: "He's trying to show us off."

"Warrior School is indeed different from ordinary special forces, and we may accept some of them in the future.

"This group of old foreign birds will absolutely pervert us to death."

After tidying up the dormitory, the trainees lined up for an inspection, and the next step was the real brutal training.

The first training to welcome the trainees is to cross-country with weights for ten kilometers.

From the very beginning, Ling Feng was the best in the world, far ahead of everyone else.

When the shark instructor saw it, he immediately ordered the driver, "Go, catch up with the Huaxia soldier who ran first.

Soon, they caught up with Ling Feng.

Without further ado, the shark instructor shot directly at Ling Feng's feet.

"You, run quickly! You are running so slowly, are you planning to have a cup of coffee halfway?!"

Ling Feng originally wanted to run at his usual speed, but he didn't want to go too hard, but now he was reprimanded by the instructor, so he let the instructor see his real speed.

As a result, the frequency of Ling Feng's legs' strides increased sharply, which even scared the shark instructor.

"This soldier is good enough!"

"Follow me!"

The shark instructor was still saying something to praise Ling Feng for a second, but when he caught up with Ling Feng in a jeep, he reprimanded him again.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Don't run slower than a girl!"

The shark instructor followed Ling Feng, shooting two shots at his feet from time to time, saying disgusting words, but with a look of surprise and appreciation on his face.

The driver looked in the rearview mirror, and the figures of the other special forces following behind turned into the size of ants.

So he reminded: "Shark instructor, don't we ignore other students?"

Hearing this, Shark Instructor was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, looked at the other students who were almost invisible behind him, and immediately ordered: "Let's go back...

"The people who come here are all excellent special forces from various countries. This Huaxia has so many others!"

"After you go back, call me the information of this Huaxia soldier."

Seeing Ling Feng running too fast just now, the shark only thought in his heart, to see how fast Ling Feng's speed limit is, and forgot about the other students for a while.

The other students chased after him with all their strength, but the harder they chased Ling Feng, the greater the distance between them.

"How can this yellow man run so fast!"

"This person's legs should not be fleshy, but they must be equipped with an engine."

"This time it really opened my eyes. People of the yellow race can run so fast!"

Some people praise Ling Feng, while some arrogant people make sarcastic remarks.

After all, the people who come here are all the best among the special forces of various countries. They, who have always had a hard time meeting opponents, will not easily bow their heads and admit that they are not good enough.

"Some people are really good at running. It's just that the Warriors School doesn't graduate smoothly just by being able to run."

"There are other projects that follow closely behind. This yellow man is running desperately now. Do you plan to participate in the next project? It's really stupid!"

"The country of the yellow race is underdeveloped, and their brains are not enough, hahaha..."

Lu Dong was running among this group of foreign soldiers, hearing what they said about their arrogance and prejudice against the yellow race from the bottom of his heart, he wished he could rush up and punch them a few times.

However, he can't now.

Because he is a Chinese soldier at 1.6, he is not only him, but also represents Huaxia when he comes here.

So he can't do anything, can't violate discipline, and can't discredit Huaxia!

I can only compare them to the ground on the training ground and let them know that Chinese soldiers are good! Yellow people are good!

Lu Dong gritted his teeth and wanted to speed up and rush forward, but Jail He still couldn't get to the front of this group of people.

He had no choice but to pin his hopes on Ling Feng.

Ling Feng, today you must take first place in every event, and beat them hard in the face!

At this time, the shark instructor also came back, reprimanding angrily.

"Run! Run to my death!"

"Can you still see the yellow soldier in front?!"

"Run like this, get me out of Warrior School as soon as possible, don't waste our time!",