didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but seeing Kunka's gloomy expression, he instinctively didn't refuse.However, as if he'd realized something, Ye Fan suddenly felt a jolt in his heart...The selection for the Longteng Training Base's first session each year, a three-month training program, generally follows the same curriculum.

But considering that many past winners returned, the base leaders set a rule.

That is, the performance standard for annual routine training assessments must be raised by one level each year.

For example, the time spent on weighted pull-ups should be progressively reduced.

For example, in sparring training sessions, the duration of losing against Gong Jian is required to be increasingly longer.

Don't just look at these standards, they only increase by a tiny bit every year.

It should be known that the examination standards for special forces are at least at the extreme level of human capability.

These people, having passed the selection, have proven they've surpassed their own limits and the limits of humanity, being far more outstanding than those who remained in previous years.

And this year, the number of outstanding people in three districts was a bit too high.

Following the annual tradition, after three months, there are approximately 3 to 5 people remaining in each of the three districts.

These people are taken away directly and formed into a group with those selected from Areas One and Two. After a month of training, they can be sent out to carry out missions.

Test these people's abilities through a real military mission.

Once they were deemed finally qualified, this group would undertake a secret mission, launching a charge towards the goal of becoming the new generation's Dragon Soaring Army spirit.

It doesn't really matter what happened afterwards.

Just talking about now, there are thirty-nine people, almost forming a line. How should this be resolved

Gong Jian stood on the elevated platform at the training ground, worrying from the bottom of his heart about the leaders below.

After all, this is such a happy and sad question. It's not Gong Jian who makes the decision, he just needs to worry about it in his heart.

The midday sun bathed the trainees in its light, and as the heavy iron gate of the training ground creaked open, it banished the largest shadow that covered the entire field.

Old Hei, the squad leader, was still his usual smiling self, but this time it was clear that his smile was genuine excitement and happiness.

The hefty figure, with a speed completely at odds with its size, leaped onto the training field platform and shouted to everyone: "Attention!"

"Whoosh!"

The sound of neat and uniform marching feet.

As if infected by Lao Hei's charisma, smiles bloomed on everyone's faces, radiating from deep within.

Of course, the happiest person among them all was Li Nanfang.

He had waited for this day for far too long.

Three months of a life like a monk, Li Boss's mouth is about to dry up.

Facing several dashing, tall female special forces soldiers all day, who could pose in every way imaginable, yet he couldn't even get a taste. He still managed to endure it.

But for so long, he hadn't smoked a single cigarette, and it was driving him crazy.

Fortunately, the dawn of hope is just ahead.

This must be the last round of selection for this training session. Li Nanfang only needs to act as an insignificant extra in this final round.

Thus, it can be successfully eliminated.

The consequence of being eliminated, of course, is to leave happily.

No one would remain here to train any longer. If Gong Jian and his people don't let him go, then it would be a travesty of justice.

So Li Nanshan was extremely eager to hear what the last selection method would be, according to Lao Heibing.

Spit it out, and get it done. Don't delay my brothers from going home to their wives and starting a family.

Old Black, the squad leader, lived up to expectations and issued the order without any delay.

"Everyone, three days of rest and recuperation. You are free to move about the base within these three days. After that, your final selection will begin. Dismissed!"

Old Hei, the squad leader, spoke as soon as he opened his mouth.

Not to mention Li Nanfang, the faces of everyone else present also fell.

What does this mean We were supposed to have the final round of selections today, but now it's just a rest and disbandment

Not choosing

That's not how you play.

"What's wrong, didn't you hear me I said disband! Of course, if you don't want to disband, that's fine. If anyone wants to continue training, report up here immediately. Instructor Gong Jian will assign you three days of training tasks. Does anyone want to continue training"

Seeing that the order had been given, everyone just stood there doing nothing. Old Black, the squad leader, was quite displeased.

The smile was gone, and she offered very reasonable suggestions.

But unless everyone has gone mad, no one would agree to Lao Heiban's suggestion.

After three months of intensive training, everyone was exhausted. When it came time for a break, who would want to continue training

Coming to their senses, the many new recruits all shouted in unison, “No!”

"No, then disband! Don't make me repeat myself!"

As soon as Lao Hei, the squad leader, spoke, everyone immediately took off running.

Three days of vacation with the freedom to travel wherever you want, what does that mean

This means everyone can go to the logistics department and get free alcohol and cigarettes, order anything they want at the base restaurant, and even get a ten-round hunting rifle from the armory to hunt a few rabbits in the forests on base for a snack.

Hello everyone.

This is a hundred times better than immediately participating in the selection, failing and leaving with your tail between your legs, or succeeding and continuing to suffer.

Although Li Nanfang wasn't entirely happy about it, he couldn't leave immediately. Faced with the choice between enjoying life right away or enduring a few days of hardship, he chose the former without hesitation.

As for many people discussing privately, why there is a holiday and what the final selection process will be like, these questions.

Li the boss said, "Who cares!"

He simply didn't care about this kind of thing. No matter when or how the final selection was made, it was just the beginning of his departure from this hellhole.

As the new recruits dispersed, Sergeant Lao He pulled Gong Jian, whose astonishment was no less than theirs, straight to the stone house office.

The entire training ground was deserted.

But soon, a girl with shoulder-length hair came running here.

Duan looked around blankly and couldn't help but shout out, "Brother-in-law Where are you, brother-in-law"

Where did your brother-in-law go

He is now lying under the shade of a tree, leisurely smoking a special cigarette.

There is an ancient saying: "After the event, a single spark of smoke surpasses even immortal gods."

For a smoker, after three months without the smell of tobacco, to finally be able to puff away clouds of smoke again, it's like being given an imperial decree by the Jade Emperor himself.

Especially being able to lie down from noon until nightfall, undisturbed by those annoying assembly calls, and without having to worry about going back to that guy who had once beaten him up and giving him nightmares while he slept. Life was much more pleasant this way.

Of course, if there were also a beautiful woman by his side, for him to caress gently.

That would be the most perfect life, and you wouldn't have to think about leaving this hellhole at all.

Hmm

There are really beautiful women.

This looks familiar.

That long robe fluttering in the wind, that head of snow-white hair, that graceful figure... it looked just like—Yang Xiao!

Li Nanfang sprang up like a fish leaping from the water, instantly entering a state of alert.

If conditions permit, he would very much like to have someone come over, slap them in the face, and then ask if it hurts.

If it hurts, then I must be hallucinating.

If it weren't for an illusion, how could Yang Xiao, that demon-like man, mistake a beauty for someone else and ogle at her back for so long before realizing who she was.

Well, it must be an illusion. How could Yang Xiao be here

This is the Dragon soars training base, a top-secret military site, not somewhere ordinary people can enter!

Li Nanan comforted himself in his heart, but the muscles all over his body became increasingly tense.

Unfortunately, Yang Xiao is no ordinary person, and Li Nanfang is not experiencing hallucinations.

The demon was like a ghost, changing from a back-facing posture hundreds of meters away to standing face-to-face with Boss Li in the blink of an eye.

"You, how are you here"

"Come, let me see if you're dead."

Their first exchange of words immediately dissipated the palpable tension in the air.

Li Nanfang instantly relaxed, slumping back onto the ground and gazing up at the sky.

Yang Xiao was here to confirm whether he was alive or dead.

Then that proves this guy doesn't want him dead, meaning Yang Xiao isn't here to collect Li Boss's head, and might even protect him if necessary.

After all, Yang Xiao had said that Li Nanfang must die at his hands.

With his life threatened, Li Nanfang shouldn't be so flustered and anxious.

"Have one"

A specially supplied cigarette was casually tossed by Boss Li towards Yang Xiao.

Just now's inquiry was just a slight courtesy, by the time Li Nanfang reached for the cigarette case, he had already planned to give out the cigarettes.

For over three months, I haven't seen any familiar faces here.

It was such a pleasant surprise to see someone I knew before! It felt like "meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land." Since it's someone I know, I should treat them to the best.

Li Nanan now only had two things of value on his person.

A pack of cigarettes, a spare magazine of bullets.

If possible, he would rather give Yang Xiao the bullets and have him fire them from a gun.

Unfortunately, his sidearm was borrowed by the rat to go play some double-pistol training.

"You're thinking about how you could kill me."

Yang Xiao's voice carried on the night breeze.

Li Nanshan rolled his eyes helplessly, without saying a word.

For this kind of monster that is unbeatable and can see through your thoughts, besides rolling your eyes, what other better ways to deal with it

One kind of eye roll expresses exasperation, the other is a sign that someone is dying. Suddenly, Boss Li felt he could only face Yang Xiao in this way.

Actually, you could warn them over there that someone has trespassed. I think it's going to be very difficult for me to escape unharmed from under the guns of so many excellent soldiers, especially since you have even more powerful weapons.

Yang Xiao's tone was devoid of any emotion.

But Li Nanshan surprisingly detected a deep-seated resentment of a lovelorn woman from her words.

Damn demon, if you were a woman, I— Damn it, I don't even want to think about it!

Images from a past dream flashed through his mind, the memory of waking up after a man's essence was released. The man in the dream was Yang Xiao. At this thought, Li Nanfang couldn't stop himself from retching, wishing he could vomit everything out.

"Li Nanfang, if you keep thinking about those dirty things, I don't mind sending you to another world immediately!"

The wronged woman in seclusion is gone.

That cold and venomous Yang Xiao had returned again.

As long as Yang Xiao's voice showed changes in emotion, Li Nanfang wouldn't have any wild thoughts.

"Do you think I want to think about those things I haven't touched a woman in three months. Even seeing a sow would make a normal man have some thoughts. Let alone someone like you—..."

Li Nanfang felt nauseous and queasy, wanting to say what he had long wanted to say.

This Yang Xiao, no matter how you look at him, doesn't seem like a normal man. Could he be some kind of ancient, immortal being like those nine thousand year old masters

Speaking of which, among countless martial arts literary works, it is the eunuch who transcends male and female identities that truly reigns supreme as the world's greatest master.

Only those who practiced martial arts like Yang Xiao had that kind of poison.

Li Nanfang just wanted to ask one question: "Yang brother, aren't you a factory manager"

Words were on the tip of his tongue, but he abruptly swallowed them back.

He raised his head, and in Yang Xiao's eyes, he saw a different kind of light. He blurted out, "Yang Coffin"

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