"No?" Song Jia smiled happily: "I asked Qiangzi, and he said that the longer the hatching time, the higher the plasticity of the biochemical beast. According to his speculation, it is estimated that your animal egg will take another month or two."

"It's so boring to talk to the Kongkong camera, I'm very dissatisfied with this." Song Jia raised her hand and played with her long hair: "Let's talk about this this time, I'll call me next time."

The picture disappeared, and Qin Fen remembered what Deng Biao said.

"It seems... I do want to buy a mobile phone."

The wake-up number rang at this time, and Qin Fen turned off the computer and started to wash it early.

More than a dozen people from the third company were temporarily admitted to the hospital, which did not hinder the normal training of the remaining recruits.

Corps Yan was just as he said that day. The training volume of the next day was doubled. These young recruits who were only half of the training volume on weekdays were so painful. After training, they were tired and could not walk, but they were abnormal.

By increasing the training volume by a full double, they no longer complained about complaining. I don’t know if it was the powerful training volume that made them lose the power to speak up or something strange changed in their mentality.

They were so silent, always following Qin Fen for various training. Even though their arms kept trembling, they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

The recruits who had finished the training did not do much rest. They collectively asked to enter the 10-10-00 gravity room for self-study.

Of course, the recruits were not without any complaints. For example, when they ate the nutritious meal made by the chef, they all complained loudly. In the end, two recruits were patted hard by the chef with an iron pot. Only then did these recruits realize the ferocity of the chef. They only continued to curse themselves in their hearts for hard training to eat pig food, while continuing to endure the unpalatable food.

"These guys are crazy."

"It seems that it's a good thing that a top leader among the recruits."

"I wonder if these young people are three minutes hot."

"Who knows that it is better to practice hard than not?"

"That's right, the Federation suddenly changed the recruitment matters significantly. God knows if there will be a war."

The squad leaders of the third company were also deeply moved by the recruits' sudden active behavior.

Compared with the recruits from the third company, Qin Fen's life is even more busy. Class Leader Hao and his group of people lined up the course schedule. Each of these people has their own teaching methods. As a student, he can only adapt to different styles of teaching methods one by one.

Firearms, planes, mobile armor, hidden, murder... and the real specialty of Phoenix. Search! Search based on any clues!

Each of the combat techniques of various armies is a huge amount of information. Many people will not be able to fully master any of them in their entire lives and become the top existence in a certain field.

Qin Fen felt like a huge sponge, learning different techniques from different instructors in various fields of the army when he was awake.

At night, I have to learn different martial arts from those masters, and occasionally I have to take time to go to the Battle Network to take on clients to fight. One is to accumulate combat experience, and the other is to lay the foundation for accumulating enough money for future retirement.

A month passed quickly. Qin Fen was always in an extremely busy state.

With high-intensity exercise, Qin Fendi's body was a little thinner than before, but his muscles undoubtedly became more acquainted and explosive.

Perhaps I began to get used to such crazy teaching exercises, and the feeling of fatigue was gradually decreasing.

Among several instructors, Qin Fen's favorite thing was to conduct air combat simulation training with the waste captain. During the repeated air combat simulation training, he found that he really began to fall in love with the air force industry.

From one to two to three at the beginning, until one to more than thirty ace pilots, Qin Fen's growth made the waste captain unable to help but admire him, saying that he was a talented person born for air combat.

If it weren't for the Air Force system that was hit and killed, Qin Fen would be too high, so he wanted to ask the waste captain to help him transfer into the Air Force system.

Of course, the most important thing is the compensation for the Air Force system when it is discharged, which is much more abundant than that of the Army.

After thinking many times, Qin Fen still restrained his impulse to give good rewards to the Air Force. No matter how generous the reward is, if he doesn't have life, it will be zero.

As soon as the third company's training ended, Qin Fen was caught by Wannian's second son on a phone call to practice the gun.

The butcher rushed to the training location of everyone gathering and stopped seeing Qin Fen. He asked Captain Hao in a daze: "Old Hao, where is Qin Fen?"

"The Gun King took it away."

Captain Hao was holding a book called "Basic Theory of Psychology" and was watching leisurely. He always believed that the basics of fraud were the most critical. If he mastered the basics of psychology, he mastered all frauds and anti-fraud techniques. It has become increasingly difficult to deceive Qin Fen these days. He almost succeeded in counterattacking twice and had to be recharged.

"Oh." The butcher mysteriously walked to Captain Hao and whispered: "It's not a big deal to train like this, what do you think?"

Team Leader Hao put down the "Basic Theory of Psychology" and looked at the butcher with interest: "What? What task have you received?"

"Yeah." The butcher did not hide in front of Captain Hao: "Qin Fen, a child, wasted his time in the training of the third company."

Captain Hao nodded and admitted that Gerile, Fenghuang and others on the side also came up, and the butcher said something that was about to reach their hearts.

"I have found a few simple tasks through relationships these days and selected them." The butcher smiled: "I think it's better to take him to experience it."

"Simple?" Phoenix curled his lips. The worst task that the butcher could find was among the difficulty coefficients of the military platoon.

And the B-level mission is a task that special forces can only perform.

"It's really simple." The butcher was very serious: "Although Qin Fen is not as amazing as his brother, he also has very strong plasticity. His biggest advantage over Qin Zhan is that he has patience and can completely endure any loneliness."

As soon as everyone said this, Qin Zhan's patience was the worst of all geniuses in history. Firearms, planes, mobile armor... and so on. He would just play for a few days and then stop playing.

"Stop talking nonsense, what task?" Fenghuang's bold personality was undoubtedly blooming when Qin Fen was away: "If it's interesting, I want to participate."

"kill."

The two simple words were spit out from the butcher's mouth, and the temperature of the whole room dropped rapidly at this moment. Only the real murderer could be filled with murderous aura by just saying two words.

The butcher paused for a moment before continuing: "Qin Fen, a child, has a strong learning ability. It is naturally easy for him to learn your things. But my killing is just teaching out of thin air and cannot achieve the best results."

Phoenix and others nodded again to agree. They all knew that the way to kill people was trained in the daily life was completely different from the feeling of real killing on the battlefield.

The scene of seeing blood, seeing human life disappearing instantly, and brain swelling, is unimaginable without experiencing it personally.

Today's real martial arts masters have killed people, and more than one person has killed them. It is difficult for a master to appear without blood and bones to accumulate life.

If Qin Fen wants to truly grow up completely, he must learn to kill.

"A level b mission, a cunning drug dealer, is becoming more and more rampant now." The butcher's tone was very plain: "The Federation has arranged a special forces team to carry out this mission. I want to take Qin Fen to join and practice."

Several instructors looked at each other, and Team Leader Hao finally made a decision: "Okay, let him see how small groups cooperate in combat. However, there must be individuals in the team."

"Ten Thousand Years Old?" The butcher's eyes lit up.

Squad leader Hao shrugged: "It's obviously him. This guy is extremely satisfied with Qin Fen's progress in guns recently. If he doesn't see Qin Fen for a while..."

The butcher laughed and said, "I don't want to come back to face his Fire Dragon Spear."

"Okay! Go." Phoenix also agreed: "Let's learn to kill people first. If you can survive, you can just deal with the matter of the recruits when you come back?"

"Break camp?" The butcher was a little confused.

"You don't know?" Phoenix smiled.

In the Hanzhou Special Care Unit in the Military Hospital, Park Jong-hwan exhaled a long breath of turbid air and left the self-study of meditation.

"Brother, you have been silent all these days. You can talk about the person named Qin Fen today, right?" The person who spoke was Park Jong-hoon, who was still wearing a bandage on his body and Park Jong-hwan's brother.

His face was a little anxious, and his younger brother was depressed for several days after his defeat. Che Suncai said that if Park Jong-hwan always avoided talking about Qin Fen, then all living beings would have no hope of going further in martial arts.

Park Jong-hwan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a faint smile on his face: "Brother, I can't avoid talking about Qin Fen, but I have been recalling the duel with him these days and absorbing experience from it. I don't want to be distracted, so I won't say it. Today I have integrated the fierce battle that day, so of course I can talk about it."

"Is that true? How is he? Did you get careless last time?"

"He is very strong." Park Jong-hwan's eyes were very sincere: "The purity of skills, strength, body, and true qi is above me. The only thing that is worse is experience. His fighting experience seems to be not rich enough. But his martial arts sense is amazing. I recall the decisive blow that day. He clearly didn't know that I could do iron cloth shirt, but he instinctively avoided the hammer of my iron cloth shirt. This is his most terrifying thing."

"So...you can't beat him?"
Chapter completed!