Special Forces: Signing into the Marvel System at the Beginning

"stand up!"

Suddenly, the company's watchman's voice sounded.

More than a hundred people in the company stood up one after another.

A middle-aged man walked over with a serious expression on his face.

The company on-duty officer quickly ran up to him, saluted him, and said loudly: "Report to Instructor Lin, all the students of the Seventh Company have gathered! Please give instructions, the Seventh Company on-duty officer, Wu Shengbiao!"

The lieutenant colonel returned the salute and said in a strong voice: "Everyone, please sit down."

"yes!"

The company duty officer responded, turned around and said to all the students in the company: "Everyone, sit down!"

Uh-huh!

The whole company sat down quickly and uniformly.

The lieutenant colonel instructor walked to the middle and looked at everyone in the seventh company.

All the students in the seventh company showed respect for him.

They all know how powerful this instructor who teaches them fighting is.

"Let me tell you, our instructor was actually a special forces soldier before. He came from the special forces in the Northwest Theater of Operations!"

Wu Feng whispered to Tang Ming.

"Special Forces?"

Tang Ming was startled and looked up. He could faintly see that there was a faint murderous aura emerging from the instructor.

Only those who have been on the real battlefield can have such momentum.

In this era, unless they are border guards, only special forces have actually participated in actual combat.

It seemed that Wu Feng was right. Instructor Lin might have been a special soldier before.

"Okay, let's not waste time."

Instructor Lin said directly: "In the last class, I taught you a lot of moves and gave you a week to train."

"Now, let me test the results. It's still the old way, randomly pick two people from each row, and play against each other!"

"Now, seven students in the first row of each row, stand up!"

"Fuck! Why is it me?"

Wu Feng's face was uglier than crying.

He and Tang Ming were both from Class 10 and sat in the front row.

Tang Ming was sitting at eighth, and he was sitting at seventh!

Just hit him.

"come on."

Tang Ming made a cheering gesture towards him.

Wu Feng was about to cry.

Come on, sister.

My fighting skills, like my physical fitness, are the last in the platoon, okay?

Why is it that I am the unlucky one every time?

But I have no choice but to get called out. No matter how scared I am, I still have to stand up!

"Wu Feng! Cheer up! Even if you lose, there must be a way of losing! Don't embarrass our fourth platoon!"

Liu Jintao scolded Wu Feng in a low voice.

"yes."

Wu Feng listened to the platoon leader's words and pretended to be very calm on the surface.

But Tang Ming could feel that this guy must be panicking.

"Forget it, since you told me so much, I will train you alone later."

Tang Ming thought.

The four of them went up quickly.

Instructor Lin said: "Last time it was odd numbers versus odd numbers, even numbers versus even numbers. Let's change it this time, 1 versus 2, 3 versus 4!"

"Those in the first and second rows come first!"

Following Instructor Lin's order, the student with the sixth seat in the first and second rows walked to the middle.

The two of them are about the same build, about 1.8 meters tall, and about the same age.

After the two saluted, they put aside their airs, moving their bodies while staring at each other.

"drink!"

Finally, those in the first row took the lead in attacking the students in the second row.

He quickly moved forward, and then hit the second row of students with a right hook.

The students in the second row quickly took a step back, ducked their heads back, dodged a punch, and then performed a spinning kick.

A row of students put their arms in front of them to block, one leg and two arms collided, and both of them took two steps back.

In the first round, the two were neck and neck.

Seeing the speed and strength of the two of them, Instructor Lin also had an expression of relief on his face.

Although this cannot be compared with special forces, this speed and strength are considered good in field troops.

Moreover, after all, I have only been practicing for a short time.

Soon, the two started fighting again.

Tang Ming, who was below, could see that they were using ordinary military body boxing techniques, but they might not have mastered them very well, and they didn't use the power of military body boxing at all.

After the two fought for half a minute and both fell to the ground several times, a row of students also won.

The students in the row cheered.

"What are they called? Why do you have the nerve to applaud after being beaten like this?"

Instructor Lin shouted loudly.

The students in the row fell silent for a moment, not daring to make any more noise.

Instructor Lin walked over and asked the row of students seriously: "Just now, in the third round, he punched you in the abdomen. Why did you block it?"

"You clearly know that his strength is not as good as yours. If you hit him on the chin with an uppercut at this time, his head will fall into a brief coma."

"As for you, you just feel some pain after being punched in the abdomen. But at this time, as long as you endure the pain and go up and hit him again, he will no longer be able to fight!"

"But you chose to dodge instead of resisting! Why is that? Are you afraid of pain? Or is it because you have a better relationship with him and you can't bear to hit him like this?"

The students in the first row glanced at the students in the second row, and then lowered their heads slightly.

Instructor Lin said coldly: "Then it seems to be the latter."

After saying that, Instructor Lin turned around directly.

However, in the next second, he quickly turned around and kicked the row of students in the abdomen, sending them flying away!