Half an hour later, all the soldiers arrived at another training ground and started the simplest and most basic fighting training. This kind of training includes every punch and every kick, and only trains the most basic ones. No routine or any fancy fists or embroidered legs.

Because all Siberian wolfs were killed by Xiao Yuanchao, the survival fighting training could no longer continue, so they had to conduct the most basic fighting training. If fighting with the wolf is the wisdom of fighting and the life potential that burst out under life and death, then the basic fighting training now is the most fundamental thing.

The simplest punching, the simplest legging, is fancy, and simple and unrefined. But this simplest fighting training is definitely different from the surface, because this kind of training only requires two: strength and speed.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!..."

The sound of breaking the wind when the fist hit him was constantly sounding, and every young soldier punched and kicked the air again. The heavy sense of power was suffocating, and the excellent speed made people sigh.

Xiao Yuanchao could clearly feel the tremendous power contained in their fists and feet. If you want to make a comparison, it would be to pull the 12 or 3-year-old boy here to the Special A unit, and he would definitely defeat any student who had just graduated from Red Star School.

It is hard to imagine how their developing bodies use this speed and power. If explained in scientific ways, perhaps only three words can be expressed: unscientific.

That's right, it's unscientific, absolutely unscientific. The power of a human is proportional to the mass of the body. A 12 or 13-year-old boy cannot have the power of an adult. But here it has it, it really has it.

Throughout the afternoon, the young soldiers waved their fists into the air without any stop. Just like a machine, they are never tired, and they are always swinging their fists out with the greatest strength and the fastest speed.

Xiao Yuanchao could not hold on anymore, not because of his injuries, but because he could not use all his strength to hit the air for six hours. In fact, after two hours of persistence, it was no longer possible. His arms were sore and weak, and he could not even lift them up. The wounds that had just been sewn on his back exploded in pieces, and he could not continue.

This is absolutely perverted, but it is absolutely useful. The easiest way to achieve the best results.

It is best not to practice the weight of the fist to hit the sandbag. Of course, if you can hit the punch continuously after three hours, keep going, and use your strength in every punch...is it possible? Impossible!

Xiao Yuanchao never thought that the training method of soldiers for fists was like this. When he saw a punching lightly and cutting the Huashan with force, he always wondered what the training mode of soldiers was like. After seeing it now, he realized that it was like this.

After dinner, all the young soldiers, led by the instructor, came down to the beach, facing the constant waves, and began to practice the movement of chopping under the arms continuously. Over and over again, they still remained unstoppable for hours.

This is the foundation. If you can practice the foundation to the extreme, it is superb. As for sandbags? The soldiers’ training base does not have sandbags, because it is not necessary. During the training of the most basic fist, they will continue to fight with wild beasts. All the strength of the fist and legs, including the skills after the strike, are obtained from wild beasts.

When you hit it day after day after year, you can easily break out with one punch, and you can become a force to break through Huashan.

Xiao Yuanchao made a rough calculation. On average, each young soldier had to punch 20,000 times and 30,000 times a day. On average, it would take one in a few seconds. Facing the air, facing the surging waves, and facing wild beasts...

Except for Area D, a soldier grew up for about ten years. They would do this for ten years. And this was like this every day for ten years... What is the boxing champion in their eyes? Just a shameless weak person!

Late at night, Xiao Yuanchao lay quietly on the bed, gritting his teeth and letting Xiao A stitch the wound again for him.

This is the name Xiao Yuanchao gave to this young soldier. He had a brother named a. The one who set his name as a can only be called Xiao a.

This is a violation of the regulations. Here, you must sleep during sleep and you are not allowed to do anything. If you find out, you will be eliminated. The fate of elimination is death and the instructor will be shot in the head with a shot.

But Xiao A's head seemed a little confused, and he took the initiative to sew a wound for Xiao Yuanchao. The other young soldiers saw this scene, but no one said it. In the spacious dormitory, a group of twelve or three-year-old young soldiers looked at Xiao Yuanchao in a different view, which was full of passion. In other words, Xiao Yuanchao was respected and enjoyed the power that the strong should have.

Day after day, month after month, Xiao Yuanchao stayed in Area C for another whole year. He didn't know what the outside world looked like. What he had to do every day was to punch, kick, practice the simplest rifle shooting, heavy machine gun shooting.

In his opinion, the shooting training at the soldiers' training bases could not be further behind. The guns they used were rifles, submachine guns, and heavy machine guns from World War II. They were not equipped with various modern guns at all, and were in an almost primitive backward state.

But that's it, every soldier is an excellent shooter. They train not to be familiar with the performance of guns, but to train the state of unity of people and guns. It can be said that no matter what gun they are given, they can be used freely after a brief adaptation.

This is the horror of it. It is not the combat skills that everyone needs to master. They are training war machines. If you train a war machine well, it means that all combat skills are not to worry about.

At this time, the base opened another course. This course was to show the world's territory and tell every soldier that the honor they should bear. Every country and region on the territory was planted with Nazi flags, and even the Antarctic and the North Pole were planted with. Ambitious, the Nazis wanted the entire world, which was, but still is!

Another year has passed, and Xiao Yuanchao has been here for three years. In the past three years, what he has mastered is beyond his previous imagination. Now he can also attack like a like a. No matter every punch and every kick, it contains the power of shattering the sky.

In addition, his physical strength soared, and he completely met the standard of a soldier in life and death and destruction.
Chapter completed!