: One thousand and eighty-eight dead
"No, if I don't go down, I'm going to die here!"
The fainted soldier took off his oxygen mask and shouted excitedly, but his voice was very weak. After shouting this sentence, his face turned purple, and the military doctor cursed angrily: "You really don't want to die? Put it on quickly!"
"No, I don't need this thing, Captain, if I can survive, can I not go on?" The soldier was very young, with a baby face, looking very childish.
Han Qixiu was very impressed with this soldier. Because of his baby face and his outstanding fighting ability, it was very rare to be able to approach a hundred moves under his hands.
"Yes, as long as you can persevere, even if you can't persevere, I will judge you a martyr." Han Qixiu was expressionless.
"I can hold on!"
The soldier's face turned black, and Dr. Sun roared anxiously, "How can you be so disrespectful to life when you play the piano? How can he persist? If he persists, he will surely die!"
"My own life is my own!" Han Qixiu said coldly, and slapped the noise-cancelling military doctor aside.
At this time, the soldier was already cross-legged on the ground, his palms turned to the sky, his eyes closed, and he slowly adjusted his breathing. Han Qixiu's lips curled slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes. He knew that this guy would not easily admit defeat.
The soldier's surname was Dao Feng, and the name left a deep impression on him. When Han Qixiu went to the selection of Dao Feng's unit, he immediately fell in love with him, because this kid is the fighting champion of the whole army. In fact, this kid is also Really capable.
Only the leader of the blade reminded him not to accept this person, because this guy is a thorn, and he has only been in the army for three years, and he has made dozens of mistakes, big and small. He, but this boy is lucky, and will soon represent the entire army in the national army competition. Without the blade, it is impossible to win the championship in close combat, so he escaped.
Han Qixiu deliberately went to check the record of Dao Feng's mistakes. In his opinion, it was a trivial matter. It was nothing more than the veterans of the army bullying the recruits. There were backstage bullies who didn't have the backstage. Yes, of course, I am not used to seeing it everywhere.
So Han Qixiu brought this thorn over. His blood eagle just wanted this kind of **** thorn. He was too honest and obedient to despise it!
Sun Junyi staggered over and watched Dao Feng's face turn from purple to blue, and then from blue to white, and his breathing became much smoother, looking much better than before.
"What's going on?" Sun Junyi was very surprised.
Han Qixiu twitched the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "This kid has practiced internal kung fu since he was a child."
He checked the information of Daofeng early in the morning. He is a Bai nationality in Y province. He learned boxing from a famous local boxer since he was a child. Going out, Baji beats people to death every year.
What I'm talking about is this Bajiquan. Compared with Taiji, Baji pays more attention to close combat, and it is quite difficult to practice boxing. Most people can't bear the pain. Bajiquan.
That's why Han Qixiu dared not listen to the military doctor's words and let the blade try to stay, because he was 100% sure that the blade would definitely survive, and he would not misunderstand.
Half an hour later, Dao Feng's complexion has returned to normal, but he is still a little weak, but it is much better than the appearance that he was about to die just now.
"Captain, I persevered." Blade stood up and saluted, saying loudly.
"Well, persistence is a must, what's the point!"
Han Qixiu looked disapproving, turned around and walked back. He can't have a good face for this kind of thorn, so he has to hold him down with his strength, and see if he dares to slap the thorns.
Back in the office, Han Qixiu took off his coat and leaned on the chair to rest. The air here is too thin, and it is because he has been out of breath for a long time, and he is also nauseated, so this is just their temporary training point. After getting used to it, you will retreat to a lower base.
But the base here must be retained. As long as you want to enter the blood eagle, you must come here for training. As a blood eagle, you must be able to adapt to any harsh environment on the earth. In the dictionary of the blood eagle, there is no "no" two. Character.
Serenity also came in, Han Qixiu glanced at him lightly, and didn't say anything. Serenity looked a little solemn, and asked, "Do you know that Daofeng's behavior just now is very dangerous? What if he can't survive it?"
"There is no case, he must survive." Han Qixiu said coldly.
He shook his head solemnly and helplessly, and didn't bother to argue with Han Qixiu anymore. After arriving at the Blood Eagle, he realized how refreshing Han Qixiu's previous training was, and his temper was unbelievably gentle. After arriving at the plateau, Han Qixiu immediately became When a tyrant is over, all he asks for is obedience and obedience, and no one can disobey his orders.
Not just a soldier, but also his seriousness!
The serious background is no lower than that of Han Qixiu, and his qualifications and personal ability are all great, otherwise he will not be the vice captain of the blood eagle.
The same arrogant seriousness can't stand Han Qixiu's domineering style The two quarreled several times, Han Qixiu only said one sentence each time: "Time will tell who is right and who is wrong."
Sure enough, it had only been less than a month, and he seriously realized the mistake of his previous perception. Indeed, Han Qixiu was right, and his training method was more suitable for the plateau climate.
Serenity simply stopped arguing with Han Qixiu. Although he was arrogant, he was not arrogant. Whoever was right would listen to him. Since Han Qixiu was more familiar with plateau training, he would listen to Han Qixiu.
If it wasn't for the situation of Blade's Edge just now, he would not have come over to talk more. Seeing that Han Qixiu was so confident, he would not have said it.
"There's still a month left, and I don't know how many people have to be sent away? Qi Xiu, do we have to send them away? It's a pity that some people are the top of the local army!" All the soldiers who were sent away were crying like tears, and his hard-hearted heart would be sad to see.
Han Qixiu looked indifferent: "If you can't pass the physical fitness level, how can you be a blood eagle? You must go!"
Serious intercession: "But they are as strong as cows on land..."
Han Qixiu interrupted him: "The basic requirement of the blood eagle is to adapt to the environment in any corner of the earth. If you can't adapt, get out!"
He sighed solemnly and said nothing. He knew that what Han Qixiu did was right, but he was still too soft-hearted.
"Report, there's a package!" someone shouted at the door.
"Bring it in!"
Han Qixiu's expression became more vivid, and he looked at the door expectantly. It should have been sent to him by his wife, and he didn't know what the wife sent. He was tired of eating canned food every day.
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