114 main battle group

The barracks in the south of the hotel is the kid's new barracks, and at this time, the kid is still happily spending his rookie career here.

The routine of the sword is simple and straightforward but not difficult to learn. The kid has mastered it after practicing several times. Because of Mu Jingxin, the kid asked Qingkanzi if there was a stick instructor to teach him.

The green camp is made of knives and shields, iron grasshoppers are made of *, and several instructors use swords and axes. In this continent, long weapons are generally used to shoot halberds and axes. Ordinary stick skills have become a partial skill, and this remote new barracks will not have stick instructors.

However, Qingkanzi has never used a stick, but he has even messed with the mercenary who uses a stick. He knows a little about the skin of stick.

If you want to use a good stick, first of all, the power of the five fingers must be strong. If you can't even hold the stick, you can't use it well. In addition, all the instruments pay attention to physical coordination and balance, so according to your own experience, Qingkanzi suggests that the kid practice his body first, lay a good foundation, and then find a way to find an instructor who can use a stick for him.

The running training of the recruits has now become a heavy-bearing run. Whether they are soldiers or mercenaries, in addition to their armor and weapons, they also need to carry water bags and dry food, so the recruits must adapt to the heavier burden - sandbags.

The sandbags that are usually used to punish people have now become a burden on the recruits. Some of them hold and some carry them, and they have to run back and forth around the playground several times every day.

The kid chose to carry two sandbags, but he neither held nor carried them, but grabbed one with each with both hands. This kind of training is extremely exercise, and although he grasped two heavy sandbags, the kid has never fallen behind in running speed. Compared with the physique trained by the day after tomorrow, the steel man practices from the doll. It is definitely a big step ahead.

Several horses ran into the new barracks, and the bearded and the demon man took people into the new barracks where the kid was the next day.

"Go in and I'll walk around outside." The demon man did not disarm, but walked leisurely in the new barracks. Although the silver badge second-level mercenary regiment is nothing in the imperial capital Versailles, it is definitely a high-level existence in such a small place. The demon man believes that with the official letter of the military headquarters and a smooth beard, he doesn't need to come up with such a trivial matter at all.

The recruits were training in the field. Mosai led the horse to see if there were any decent seedlings. After a while, he picked people with a beard.

The standard for new recruits to run five laps around the playground, but such a difficult task can only be completed by some strong men and little ghosts. As for others, it is excellent to complete three laps.

When the demon man came over, everyone had just finished the fourth lap, and the little man with two sandbags mixed with a group of strong men naturally attracted the attention of the demon man.

'This boy's physical strength is good.' The demon man weighed in his heart that there are also two sandbags among the strong men running in the circle, but like a kid, he simply grabs two sandbags and runs. The boy's physical strength and grip must be amazing.

Good physical strength is necessary as a soldier. In addition to physical strength, if there are extraordinary people in other aspects, they will be regarded as special soldiers, which has an advantage over ordinary soldiers.

There are all kinds of weirdos in the arena. The demon man has seen a gladiator nicknamed pliers. The ferocious guy's greatest pleasure is to tear off each other's muscles with his hand. Because he likes to hear people scream, the pliers even cut off his opponent with his hands in the ring more than once. The whole body of bones to satisfy his perverted hobby.

The demon man doesn't care about the action of the pliers, but it can be seen from the special case of the pliers that whether it is bare-handed or holding a weapon in fighting, he does have a great advantage. Although he didn't see the little man's appearance clearly, the demon man had written him down in his heart.

When the bearded and the recruit battalion commander came out to pick people, the heavy-bearing run was over, and the demon man was leading the horse to stroll leisurely on the edge of the playground.

The barracks education methods are similar everywhere, so if you want to pick ruffians, just look at the punishment records of the barracks. The new barracks now has five bags, six four bags, and the other one, two or three bags are close to 100 people.

The beard's requirements are very simple. As long as you look at these five bags and six bags, as for other people, even ruffians are not good enough, and naturally they are not interested.

"In addition, the boy who grabbed the bag with both hands while running with a load just now, I think he is good." The demon man said softly immediately that the new battalion commander did not see his appearance clearly and mistakenly thought he was a female mercenary and did not pay much attention to it.

After a while, seven people were called to the sidelines. After the battalion commander introduced the demon man, he knew that the little boy with a pair of purple eyes was actually the only seven bags of ruffians in the barracks, and it was also him who just grabbed the bag and ran away.

"This man is what we want!" Before the beard could speak, the demon man pointed to the little ghost and directly decided the case. If such a good seedling is sent to the arena to cultivate, he is 100% a good fighter.

"Oh, I need to communicate with his instructor. He has only been in the barracks for a few months and hasn't finished the recruit training yet." Naturally, the battalion commander knew this boy who climbed the military flag to fight for supervision. This is the heart of Qingkanzi. If he doesn't pass through Qingkanzi, he will let him go. The short pier really dares to bring a guy to find him desperately.

"Then discuss with his instructor that we are a silver badge second-class mercenary regiment and will never humiliate this child." When the beard saw that the demon man was moved, he naturally catered to him immediately. Although the demon man was not in tune, his eyes were poisonous enough, and he was absolutely not careless when doing business. The person he named was definitely not wrong.

"I won't do it! You can't send him to the main battle group now!" The silver badge second-level mercenary regiment did move Qingkanzi, but as soon as he heard that this flame fighter mercenary regiment was actually a main battle group in the arena, Qingkanzi immediately resolutely opposed it.

Qingkanzi followed a main battle group in those years, and naturally knew the doorway inside. To put it bluntly, the main battle group is a gang of threaks. Killing and fighting is their favorite task, and often the more difficult the task, the more they take.

Although such a radical mercenary regiment earns a lot, the danger is absolutely high. I don't know what the strength of the flame fighter is like, but in the end, even the establishment of his main battle regiment was destroyed, which made him worry about the kid who was still a child.

According to the plan of Qingkanzi, the ghost should go to the reconnaissance regiment or the regular mercenary regiment. First, do some simple and easy tasks to improve your knowledge and exercise your skills. When he can be alone, he will receive more difficult tasks to upgrade his level. With the ghost's ability and mind, Qingkanzi believes that this boy will definitely be able to work with a mercenary regiment commander for a few years, which is the level of a regular officer in the Hasting Army.

"These people have an official letter from the military department. I can only help you with this matter for the time being. You can talk to the kid first and make the matter clear. If he also opposes it, we will do everything to keep the child." The battalion commander frowned and said that if the kid really didn't want to go, he would have a headache about how to deal with the official letter of the military department.

"I'll go!" After listening to Qingkanzi's introduction, the kid immediately nodded and agreed. This new barracks can't teach anything new. There happened to be a belligerent mercenary regiment to recruit people. The kid decided to jump out of the new barracks to see the masters on the mainland.

After persuading the kid for a long time, Qingkanzi saw that the kid had made up his mind to go, so he asked him to pack up and wait. He turned around and ran to the battalion commander to report.

After learning that the kid was willing to go, the battalion commander was relieved. Although the new barracks were far away from the emperor, everyone knew that there would be no good fruit to eat if they really contradicted the orders of the military headquarters. He got up to find the silver badge mercenary regiment to complete the formalities, but Qingkanzi sat down at the battalion commander's table, pulled a piece of white paper, and lay down on the table to write something.

The big beard and demon man of the Flame Fighter Mercenary Regiment picked for a long time, and finally only selected the ghost of the Zhe clan. After the two sides sign the recruitment documents, the ghost can follow the mercenary regiment.

"These are my friends when I was a mercenary. Now they should be old-fashioned. If you meet them, as long as you report my name, they will give you some care." Qingkanzi handed a note to the kid with several names and nicknames written on it.

"Remember, you are a soldier taught by my youth, and you can't be timid anywhere. If you don't let me know, I have to grab you and kick your ass!" Qingkanzi stood at the door and said fiercely when he put the kid into the carriage. Then he put his head in the kid's ear and whispered a few words: "The most important thing for a mercenary is to save his life. If the task is not completed, you can do it again. If you save your life, you will lose your life first. At that time, you won't even have a chance to turn over the book. Yes. This is the last truth I taught you. Remember it for me. Don't be confused then!"

The kid nodded gently. Although this green man looks fierce, he is really good.

The elder of the Ye clan regards the little ghost as an apostle of the goddess of nature. In addition to proving that the goddess of nature also favors the Ye clan, the role of existence is to cultivate a protector of the Ye clan. In fact, he does not care much about how the kid develops. According to the tradition of the Ye clan, the son of God can freely choose the direction of development, and the Ye clan will try its best to match. That's all.

The elder of the steel clan regarded the little ghost as a closed disciple. In fact, the little ghost could faintly see a trace of sustenance from the steel elder. The sad old man subtly transferred his love for his undisciplinary son to the little ghost, but the time was too short, and the steel elder did not notice it.

It is Garria and Parbos who really rely on the kid, and now they have added green kanzi.

Gadria expects the little ghost to live well, but she has never said the reason, but because the little ghost was almost brought up by herself, the child has subconsciously set the role of mother on Gatelia.

Pobos is the rival of the kid in the Ye clan and his only peer. This boy is destined to be a rival to the kid since he was selected by Ritterner. He most hopes that the kid will become stronger. Unless the kid is strong enough to make him never surpass the mountain, surpassing the kid is Parbos's greatest wish.

And Qingkanzi's feelings are simple and simple. As a former excellent soldier, he hopes that he can cultivate talents for the country and cultivate a talent who surpasses himself to work for the country to make up for his past regrets.

The carriage, which once carried the ashes of two soldiers and a disabled soldier, carried a 17-year-old kid, hurried to the outside world with a group of unfamiliar warriors.