Pirate Dark General

Early morning, seaside.

A large group of naval soldiers ran around the coastline, their eyes dull, repeating movements numbly like puppets on strings.

This is not jogging or fast running, but extreme running. It is an extreme challenge with full sprint speed from the beginning.

"I asked you to do an extreme run for ten minutes. It's only been five minutes and you can't hold on anymore?" Dorag stood aside and scolded with a stern face, "Use your body to remember this feeling. Remember this feeling of limit, the so-called strong person is someone who can constantly break through his own limits."

"I don't need you to compete with others for speed. All you have to do is persevere and keep defeating yourself. No matter how slow the speed is, as long as you can persist, you will be able to break through the limits and transform into a brand new self!"

The instructors around him were inexplicably moved, "It's really hard for Lieutenant General Dorag to say so many words in one breath. He must have memorized it at home!"

If ordinary running tests physical fitness, then extreme running tests willpower, which has nothing to do with strength, but only whether the heart is strong enough.

Therefore, even if he is as strong as Gion Kaike, he is still sweating profusely at this moment, his eyes are a little lost, and he can only rely on instinct to drag his body forward.

"I...I can't do it anymore!"

Finally, at the eighth minute, someone couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground in despair, breathing in the fresh morning air like a dehydrated salted fish.

The power of "role models" is infinite. After having the first loser, it seems to push the dominoes, and dozens of people choose to give up in an instant.

Dolag looked unkind, but he didn't say much. He was not good at words, and he would not say anything about it.

boom!boom!boom!

A violent roar sounded in the distance, and the ground shook, as if an ancient tyrannosaurus was galloping on the ground.

Hearing the voice, Dorag's unkind expression brightened slightly. All teachers like excellent students, and he was no exception.

The galloping sound in the distance was clearly Longinus running up the hill with his hands in hand. His pure speed could no longer bring him to the limit of his physical strength. Only this level of weight-bearing could barely make him feel the pressure.

Seeing that Longinus was not blushing and out of breath, Dorag asked the adjutant aside, "Is there a bigger mountain?"

The adjutant said helplessly, "No, since Lieutenant General Garp flattened eight mountains with his fists and caused huge economic losses to the headquarters, Marshal Kong at the time ordered that no large mountains were allowed to appear in the headquarters. Later, Marshal of the Warring States Period also followed suit. Inherit it.”

Duorag's face was grim, and he remembered that there was indeed such a case. It was eight years ago when the big pirate Qingjiao was beaten by his father to discourage him and quit the great route.

"Lieutenant General Dorag, why don't I add another hill to him?" the adjutant asked tentatively.

"Forget it, he has broken through the limit too many times, and he has already kept his body in the strongest state. Unless it is the moment when he is on the verge of death, it is difficult for him to experience the shackles of the limit again." Drago knew that the other party was a monster who likes to practice "self-mutilation" like him. This kind of extreme running may not be of much use to Longinus, and now it seems that it is so.

"Maybe... it's time to go to General Zefa to explain the problem and let Longinus enter the next stage in advance."

"Wait... Lieutenant General Dorag, isn't this a bit out of order?"

"Teaching the six postures in the second year is only because most people cannot meet the minimum standards for practicing the six postures. Since Longinus has already met the requirements, there is no need for him to waste more time."

"In addition, besides Longinus, Kake and Gion can barely meet the requirements in this session. After polishing here for a period of time, we can consider sending them to General Zefa in advance. .”

"……I see."

At this time, the ten-minute deadline has been reached. Everyone ignored their appearance and lay down on the beach in a "big" shape, breathing in the fresh air.

Dorag glanced briefly and found that not many people completed the task. Only more than a hundred people out of four hundred persisted.

Although Dolag didn't say much, he secretly noted these more than a hundred people in his heart. These people were more valuable to cultivate.

"Now, get ready for the next mission."

The beach was instantly filled with mourning. Is it true that people should not live?

The adjutant standing next to Dorag shouted, "Quiet, look at what you are like now. How can you show any of the momentum of the navy? Let me learn from the recruits of the G2 branch. Each of them has completed the task brilliantly." , I’m not like you, howling like wolves and howling like ghosts, which is embarrassing!”

Hearing this, Gregory and others felt tears welling up in their eyes. Oh my conscience. When they were in the G2 branch, they were all tragedies used as negative teaching materials by their superiors. Unexpectedly, in the headquarters, they turned over once. Thanks to the recruits who are more experienced than them, they are all good people!

The salted fish lying on the ground couldn't help but struggle to look at the small group of G2. Although Gregory and others were also exhausted, their mental state was indeed much better than them.

Seeing this scene, those recruits in the headquarters were particularly ashamed. It was fine if they were no match for monsters like Longinus, but now they were even no match for Longinus' younger brother.

Moreover, this trial has nothing to do with strength, but only with the strength of the heart. Doesn’t this mean that their persistence in belief is no better than that of the recruits from the branch?

The other branches are also envious in their hearts. Compared with the main branch, they are indeed lagging behind in all aspects. This is normal, but with the glorious halo of the G2 branch, they appear to be much inferior in comparison. .

Dorag took in all the changes in everyone, and then said in a deep voice, "The next task is to eat!"

eat?

Many people are a little confused, eating is also a task?Please give me two catties for such a task!

There were also many imaginative people who looked at Dorag in horror and murmured to themselves, "Could it be eating those particularly unpalatable foods, or even eating shi?"

Thinking of this, the recruits looked at Dolag with more and more strange eyes, and the lieutenant general's aura gradually transformed into the fear of the devil.

With Dorag's strength, he could easily hear their whispers, and the corners of his stern mouth could not help but twitch, "The newcomers in this class are really scary, and they will eat shit at every turn."

"If you want to become strong, you must learn to eat!" Dorag said solemnly, "If you don't eat, where will your physical energy come from? Where will your strength come from?"

"The harder you exercise, the more you consume and the more you eat!"

"Breaking the limits is squeezing the body's potential. Therefore, the raw materials for the nutritious meals in the cafeteria are the meat of various Neptune species and rare animals. The rich life energy contained in them is enough to make up for your body's deficit."

"I don't want to lose my body due to future exercise, so eat hard until I feel like vomiting, understand?"

"understand!"

(P.S. Ahem, many book friends say that I am not good at updating. In fact, I am mainly saving manuscripts for publication. Well, I will find a reason to burst out. Currently, the recommendation vote ranking is 515. If I can advance by this time tomorrow 500, I will do three updates for the next three days (v_v:))