Scholarly Shadow

Chapter 36 Nie Tianxing

WarIt's not child's play; no one would consider war child's play.

However, this viewpoint only exists among those who have actually experienced war.Only they know what war truly is.

How wonderful it is to live in this peaceful era without major battles.

Of course, wars have never ceased in localized areas of this seemingly peaceful world.

Therefore, what Wang Fan will experience in the future is cruelty.The war, Uncle FengWhat I saw was Wang FanbianA qualified soldier goes to the battlefield, not someone who is like a disconnected phone.Face war with a naive mind.

"If we don't let him understand the cruelty of war now, then once he enters..."He will be consumed by war on the battlefield.

Uncle Feng is absolutely right. The reason he said that is because he has definitely experienced war.

Victor still looked at Uncle Feng with suspicion: "Uncle Feng, judging from your tone, you seem to have fought in wars!"

What battles have you fought in?

Tell me about it, so I can broaden my horizons.

Victor's curiosity was piqued again; he really wanted to know who Uncle Feng really was.

Uncle Feng'sThe situation is definitely not as simple as the chef in front of him, but he just won't say it.

Uncle FengShe lifted her long hair and looked at Victor: "You know me..."People with such status will attract murder.Do you believe in the calamity that awaits?

Victor knew that Uncle Feng didn't want Victor to pursue the matter any further.The issue of shares.

"Fine, I won't ask anymore, okay?"

Victor himself had no choice.

However, this time Wang Fan returned relatively quickly, within twenty-one minutes.He had just run back, drenched in sweat.

"Aim quickly, aim at the enemy."

As soon as Wang Fan returned, Uncle Feng told him to hurry up and aim at the target.The air gun muzzle kept floatingIt is completely impossible to aim at.

"Cut! The best aiming time has passed. Do 100 push-ups right here!"

Whatever Uncle Feng says, Wang Fan has to do.

However, something was strange. After Wang Fan ran back, he didn't say anything and just did whatever Uncle Feng asked him to do.

Uncle Feng seemed to get serious as well, and he put one foot on Wang Fan's back: "Quick, are you going to f**k the earth again?"

"Hurry up, you're too slow, speed up!"

Uncle Feng seems to have become truly strict.

Wang Fan finished the push-ups as quickly as possible. As soon as he stood up, a bucket of muddy water was splashed on his face, making his vision blurry.

At this moment, Uncle Feng shouted again, "Aim now, aim now, I want you to aim now!"

Wang Fan's arms were aching from just finishing push-ups, making it difficult to even hold a gun. Adding to the problem, his eyes were covered in mud, making it impossible for him to see or hold the gun properly. And yet Uncle Feng still wanted him to fire? This was utterly ridiculous!Is that right?

Immediately, Uncle Feng shouted again, "Cut!"

Losing the best"Get up and do sit-ups right now, quickly!"

Wang Fan remained silent and immediately began doing sit-ups.

This is what Victor looks like next to him.I was somewhat surprised:"Has little Fanfan gone mad?"

To be precise, Wang Fan was indeed acting strangely at this moment, not saying a single word.

He did whatever Uncle Feng asked him to do, and even if he didn't do it well and was punished, he still accepted it without complaint.punish.

"Card!

"Too slow! Don't you have any strength in your arms?"

"Cut, now you're in a kneeling position."What are you doing?With that much air, it would be a miracle if you hit the target.

"Cut! Not being able to see clearly is no excuse. Keep going right now."

"Cut! I told you to run, not to walk. Hurry up."

All day long, apart from Uncle Feng shouting all the time, Wang Fan didn't say a word. Even though he was exhausted like a dog, Wang Fan still didn't utter a single complaint.

As evening approached, Wang Fan looked as if he had been pulled out of the water. He rested on the table in the base's courtyard, while Uncle Feng brought over dinner.

Wang Fan ate in no time.Alright.

"Don't eat so fast, I have training for you tonight."

Uncle Feng is really crazy. He trains Wang Fan every night. Doesn't he know how to give Wang Fan some rest time?

Wang Fan nodded: "Okay."

Uncle Feng seemed to know something and casually remarked, "He seems to be working really hard now."

Uncle Feng never expected that Wang Fan's next words would have such a profound impact on him.

Holding the AK-47 rifle, Wang Fan calmly said, "I will use my efforts to change the situation I face."Besides, I will rescue my comrades."Situation."

As soon as these words were spoken, Uncle Feng indeed...Jue WangfanIt's all a show.

Uncle Feng was extremely excited.Wang Fan then instructed, "Tonight, wash up and go back to your room to sleep. Training will be completed while you are sleeping."of. "

Wang Fan asked curiously, "What can you train while you're sleeping?"

vigilance"Is that right?"

Uncle Feng casually remarked, "More or less."

When Wang Fan was sleeping, Uncle Feng said to him, "When you sleep with that loaded pistol in your hand, your index finger must be on the trigger, absolutely."

Wang Fan, who had been feeling sleepy, was now wide awake.

"IWhat do I do when I'm sleeping?

In case of deductionThe trigger's on, so what about me?

Wang Fan picked up the pistol and looked at it. This thing is terrifying. He even has to hold a pistol while sleeping.

Wang Fan understood Uncle Feng's intention: to be ready for combat at any time.

But like thisBesides, this is really too dangerous, even more dangerous than target practice.

"What, are you afraid I'll beat you to death?"

Uncle Feng seems to be using a provocation tactic.

Wang Fan fell for this act. He lay down on the bed, holding the pistol in his right hand, the pistol resting on his...He said, "Who's afraid of who? I'm exhausted after a long day, and I'm so sleepy."

Wang Fan didn't care anymore; as long as he was awake when he slept, that was fine.

To be honest, Wang Fan was quite apprehensive about sleeping with a pistol in his hand.

What if, what if? If I'm not careful, the consequences could be unimaginable.

Wang Fan was thinking about it for so long that he actually fell asleep.

It's easy to fall asleep during a day of intense training.

Uncle Feng wasn't in a hurry to sleep; he lay down on his sofa.As he smoked and drank, several hours passed before Uncle Feng casually picked up a bottle.

With a crash, the bottle shattered on the ground, and Wang Fan sprang up, aiming his gun directly at the broken bottle.

"Hmm, not bad, they didn't fire a shot."

Uncle Feng praised Wang Fan, but Wang Fan was genuinely furious: "Aren't you afraid I might accidentally shoot you dead?"

Wang Fan got up and went back to sleep.

But that's when things got really interesting. Every half hour or so, Uncle Feng would find a way to wake Wang Fan up, and Wang Fan had to be very...Zhang'sUnder these circumstances.

This is also training Wang Fan in this kind of...In such situations, don't panic and shoot the wrong person.

When morning arrived, Wang Fan was eating breakfast with panda eyes.

"Oh my goodness, so this is what pandas from China look like?"

Victor tried to smooth off Wang Fan's dark circles, but Wang Fan slammed his pistol on the table: "I don't want you to..."For the first soul to die by my gun, shut up!.

And you know what? Wang Fan's trick worked really well; Victor didn't dare to tease Wang Fan anymore.

After breakfast, Uncle Feng found aWang Fan was tied to the motorcycle.The trailer then pulled Wang Fan along and began to 'roam' around the mine.

Wang Fan had no idea where Uncle Feng got the time to stain various colors on the large rocks around the mine..

"red"Shoot immediately!"

ridingUncle Feng, whose motorcycle wasn't moving very fast, said this, while Wang Fan was chasing after it.While towing the vehicle, they also had to search for Uncle Feng's target.

This kind of training is absolutely endless. If Lem knew about it, he would definitely use this training method on the Red Medal team members.superior.

"green,quick. "

"white.

"purple.

Wang Fan was... all day long.dragging and searching for variousThat's definitely not a fun thing to do..

After a long day, Wang Fan lay on the bed like a dead dog, and he also had to be ready for any unexpected events at any time.Preparation for the situation.

For example, if Uncle Feng suddenly shouts, Wang Fan will jump out of bed and be on guard immediately.

Strange thingsOf course there are. Wang Fan used to complain that various projects were too difficult or that there was too little manpower.Alright.

But ever since Wang Fan said he would kill his teammates, he really changed.

Wang Fan focused solely on training and barely spoke, except for asking questions related to the training.

Time was plentiful for Wang Fan; another month passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Fan remained there.long.

Uncle Feng's training methods are too direct and too close to war.

However, the effect was quite obvious; Wang Fan was gradually taking on the appearance of a mercenary.

Victor, watching from the sidelines, was quite astonished.

Because who could possibly achieve this in just three months?How can an ordinary person be trained to become a near-mercenary?

That's why Uncle Feng's strong medicine worked so well.

If Lyme were to train them, those who are completely useless...The training for the other person will not be available for at least another year, but it's different for Uncle Feng.

"If I were your comrade-in-arms, I would die a very unjust death, Wang Fan. What are you doing?"

Who told you to put down your weapon when you were eating?"Is that all?"

"Who told you to put down your weapon while you were taking a dump?"of? "

"Who told you to put down your weapon while taking a shower?"of? "

"Who told you to put down your weapon during class?"of? "

"Who told you to take it? Hey, you're holding it."

Uncle Feng is really driving Wang Fan crazy every day. No matter what Wang Fan is doing when he's not training, Uncle Feng will suddenly appear.Even when Wang Fan was taking a dump, someone would scold him.

What puzzled Victor the most was that Wang Fan hadn't let Wu...Accidental discharge—Victor was certain he couldn't possibly do that.

Especially after Victor learned that Wang Fan even slept with a loaded pistol in his hand, Victor began to admire Wang Fan.

Wang Fan has not complained at all in the past month; he has absolutely obeyed all of Uncle Feng's orders.

"Damn it, who told you to fly away again?"

"Wang Fan, what are you doing?"

"What the hell are you doing walking?"

"Pistol, rifle, pistol, rifle."

"Quick, switch! We're out of bullets!"

Uncle Feng seems to have found his own thing to do.Wang Fan is incredibly dedicated and tireless in his training.

Victor had also noticed a lot; Uncle Feng's training methods were very similar to those of private militias.Only training methods can be available.

Although many regular mercenary groups are known for their inhumane and harsh training methods.

However, this is definitely not the training method.