Chapter 751: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (14)

Knowing that he was suddenly transferred from the originally arranged third team to the first team, and that the instructor of the first team was Li Nanheng himself, Feng Ling's face was not disturbed.

A K said that the semi-newcomers with particularly good skills in the base are the ones who can enter the first team. The most skilled group in the entire base is also the most admired training camp in the base. Most of the first team has become a reality. Even if Boss Li doesn't need to personally supervise them, the people there will consciously train every day. There is no need Boss Li went to worry about it.

Many people in the XI base have their own ideas about Feng Ling being transferred to the first team suddenly. Some people think that Feng Ling was lucky. With that skill, he was discovered by the boss. Being able to get into the first team and getting such a good opportunity, some people think that the boss is clearly making things difficult for her. The people in the first team are like wolves and tigers, and they don’t need physical fitness when they start training. Fighting like his life, he dared to put his life on the muzzle of a gun when he was on a mission. Such a thirteen-year-old boy was brought into the first team, and it is estimated that he would die in the training camp within half a month.

However, facing all kinds of curiosity, remarks and concerns from a group of newly acquainted people, Feng Ling had no idea.

Now that she has decided to settle down at the XI base, it doesn't matter where she is. Anyway, as long as she can train, learn marksmanship and various things she likes, as long as she has a place to live and food to eat, this is the life she wants.

On the first night when he was transferred to the first team, Feng Ling didn't have the self-consciousness to live there directly, and still slept on the lower bunk in Ah K's room.

Ah K gave her an old mobile phone that she had used before, and said that if she had a chance to perform a mission in the first team, she would get a lot of bonuses if she succeeded in a mission, so she would not have to worry about buying new things. In particular, it may be a big mission that requires life and death. As long as she can complete the mission and come back alive, one bonus will be enough for her to buy a small house in the suburbs of Los Angeles. It can be seen that although the members of the XI base look like they only wear ordinary battle uniforms , But how rich it is also shows how terrible the strength of this XI base is.

After Feng Ling fell asleep at Ah K's place that night...

Nan Heng took a rare look at the training camp at night. The members of the first team were surprised that the boss had time to come over today. Usually, they trained by themselves, or the assistant instructor did it for him. , will only appear during the assessment, and it is rare to show up tonight.

In the training camp grounds, the fireworks between the man's fingers were flickering. He glanced at the familiar faces in the crowd, and then at the person in charge of the training camp. He asked if the newcomer came over today, but the answer he got was that the newcomer It means to come early tomorrow morning, but not tonight.

Nan Heng threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and stamped it out, narrowed his eyes coldly and looked at the people in the field, his eyes turned cold inch by inch.

Move him to the first team, this honor is the dream of all members of the entire base, but he didn't come in time?

Also said to come back tomorrow?

very good.

Probably because he has such a good temper, it is rare for a rookie whose skill is eye-catching and wants to "promote".

Since he is so ignorant of good and evil, don't blame him for being rude.

...

the next day.

"Boss looks even worse today..."

"Last night, the lights in the boss' room seemed to be on all the time. Could it be that he didn't sleep all night?"

"How come? Good boss, is it possible that he still suffers from insomnia?"

Could it be insomnia?

Nan Heng felt that he might be the fuck. He had been with this group of men in the base for a long time, and he was very sensitive to creatures like women after just touching them once.

But it was half a year ago that night in the steam room of the orphanage, I saw a pair of fucking little buns, obviously a teenage girl broke in, but he couldn't think of it. Up to now, I don't know whether it is the pair of little white buns looming next to the clothes, or the one who dared to burn the wires in the bushes, dared to spend the night in the jungle, and dared to signal and provoke him That guy can't forget.

However, as soon as I closed my eyes at night and just fell asleep, the scene he saw when he ripped off the sleeve of the other party in the steam room jumped out of his mind. The key was that in the dream mirror, the face of that person suddenly appeared Turning into Feng Ling's expressionless face, it looks like a good match when they look like this together, they are all the same delicate skin and tender flesh...

It was because of this weird dream of putting the heads and bodies of the two together that Nan Heng woke up suddenly and then suffered from insomnia all night until dawn before barely sleeping for another hour.

When I woke up in the morning, my face smelled as if a can of Swedish herring had been splashed on my face, which was unbearable to look at.

Nan Heng walked out of the training camp, wearing a black combat uniform with a close-fitting black T-shirt. His neat short hair looked arrogant and lazy in such a casual and sleepy state, which made the surrounding discussions instantly cold and cool. They all silenced their voices obediently, not daring to speak any more.

"Boss, did you not sleep last night?" Han Jin, the deputy instructor of the first team, followed behind and asked.

Nan Heng did not reply to his words, but glanced at the members of the training camp behind him with a cold face, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Is that kid here?"

"You mean Feng Ling? He arrived an hour ago. He said he was here this morning, and he was on time. When we were just getting ready for training in the morning, he came in. He followed everyone for a few laps, and now he is studying at the back. Do other training." Han Jin answered truthfully.

It's a man of his word.

But what the hell is he dreaming about that brat in the middle of the night?

Li Nanheng said with a dark face: "Although the kid named Feng Ling is not very old, he is a newcomer after all. I think he has no rules in his moves except for being ruthless and fast. Give him intensive training directly. If he can't keep up, let him Practice on your own overnight, and if you don't meet the standard, you will be beaten with a stick directly, regardless of whether he is a rookie or not."

Han Jin stood at the back and thought for a while, then said silently: "It can be seen that he has not received professional training, but his brain turns quickly, he can understand a little bit, and he can do it very standard with a little guidance. After an hour, the movements I learned are very good, and the strength is also very good, I feel that he should not need a stick for the time being."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Nan Heng suddenly turned his eyes to look at Han Jin, with a ruthless expression on his face.

Seeing the burning eyes of the boss, Han Jin instantly understood.

"Okay, I get it, give him the most intense training, if he doesn't work, use a stick, if you don't beat him to cry, you can revoke my title of assistant instructor at any time."

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Nan Heng exhaled the smoke ring, and walked away with a cold face.