My code name is Green Bull.

Chapter 7 Natural Domineering

"Apart from these, are there any special talents?" Zefa asked again.

Freeman replied without hesitation: "Speaking of which, there is really a special talent, a recruit from the South China Sea, who is also the youngest among this group of recruits, only 17 years old. According to the reported information, he He is born with a strong sense of dominance."

"Born to be domineering?"

Zefa's face changed, he himself is a master of domineering, he naturally knows the special nature of domineering, domineering requires aptitude to understand, and the exercise will become stronger the day after tomorrow.

Domineering and domineering is a natural talent, but he has never seen someone who is born with a sense of domineering and domineering.

"Yes, when I saw the information, I couldn't believe it, but the people in the branch should not dare to lie."

"which one?"

Freeman pointed to Jon, who was running in the crowd, and said to Zefa: "General Zefa, that black-haired boy, his name is Rains Jon, the son of the commander of the South China Sea 47th branch base."

Zefa stared at Jon for a while, and then said, "Okay, I see. Those people you just mentioned should pay special attention."

"Yes."

Zefa walked to the central position and observed all the students who were running, checking their reactions and changes.

In a blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and he ran for half an hour without stopping, but no one stopped, and he continued to run with high fighting spirit.

Jon is slightly out of breath. He has been exercising in a planned way since he was a child. Running is not a problem for him.

"Accelerate, accelerate, are you walking? Everyone, accelerate now!"

At this moment, Zefa suddenly shouted and made everyone start to run faster. Naturally, no one would dare to disobey his order, and everyone accelerated immediately.

The originally stable team changed immediately after the speed became faster. Many people gathered their strength and prepared to compete for the top position, because they did not forget what Zefa said just now and wanted to perform as much as possible. Own.

The difference in physical strength and speed was quickly reflected, and the team quickly spread apart.

"Too slow, too slow, keep accelerating, accelerating..."

Gradually, the gap became apparent. In the first half hour of running, everyone was stable, but in the next half hour, under the constant urging and acceleration of Zefa, the strong ones still maintained the advantage, while the relatively weak ones maintained their advantage. Already started to fall behind, even a few laps behind the others.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly, one person finally couldn't hold on, and fell down in the process of running.

"Medical soldiers, medical soldiers."

Freeman, who had been watching next to him, roared, and led the recruit who rushed to the end, carrying him to the side for treatment.

With the fall of the first person, it was like turning on the switch, and one after another, some people couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground, but there were still many people grinning and insisting.

Under Zefa's continuous shouting, the speed of many recruits has reached a high speed. In Jon's previous world, the [-]-meter sprint cannot match their current speed.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew by, and Jon pouted, looking at the red figure in front of him.

"This guy, straight man of steel, is there something wrong with his brain?"

Up to now, nearly half of the nearly 200 people have fallen down. Jon also has heavy legs and is out of breath, but he did not fall to the end, and many people are not much better than him now.

Just seeing the man in red who was still rushing in the first place, with a magnificent momentum and suspected of Akainu, Jon couldn't help but curse.

This guy is really a monster. Since the beginning, he has been running first. After such a long time, Jon has carefully calculated that this guy has run eight laps more than him. The key is that he still does not show a decline. .

Jon has always felt that he is not bad, but compared with this guy, he is really weak in terms of physique, which also makes him more certain that this man in red is 100% a red dog.

When it comes to Akainu, I have to mention another monster, Kizaru. Compared to the serious and strong Akainu, Kizaru is a lot more low-key. He runs in a hurry, watching around while running. like a tourist.

But he did this, but it made Jon depressed. They didn't care, they ran faster than them, and it was very easy.

"It's really a human-to-human, maddening series."

Jon finally understands why Akainu and Kizaru are the monsters in their recruits. In the naval headquarters, where there are many talented people, they can lead the others by a large margin. This is not a monster, what is it?

Efforts to calm down his emotions, in fact, until now, Jon is close to the limit, and at the same time, he also found that he was really sitting on the sidelines before.

When watching anime in the past, there was always an illusion that a vice admiral was nothing more than that, so that in his eyes, the target was always the admiral of the navy, the level of the four emperors.

But now it seems that he was enlightened much earlier than others and trained very early, but compared with some monsters in this world, he is still far behind.

Akainu and Kizaru just entered the navy, and they have already become so strong. What level will those more powerful naval officers reach?

After a while, more and more people fell down, and there were less than 50 people who were still running, and Jon was also covered in sweat, and his legs were as heavy as lead. If it wasn't for strong will support, he would have fallen down long ago.

"Yo, little brother, can't hold on anymore?"

When Jon was running in a daze and the speed had been reduced to a slow level, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

Jon turned his head unhappily, and saw a pouting face, winking at him with a wretched face.

"Little brother, you have performed well. If you can't hold on, don't hold on any longer. If you don't run out of trouble at that time, you will lose more than your gains."

"Fog grass, what are you..."

Of course Jon couldn't speak at this time. He was holding his breath now. Once he opened his mouth, he would definitely not be able to hold on, so he could only curse in his heart.

"Relax, relax, little brother, I think you're very good, let's get to know you, my name is Polusalino, what's your name?"

"It sure is this guy."

Hearing the other party's self-introduction, Jon thought to himself: As expected, there is no one else except Kizaru for such a wretchedness.

Just seeing Kizaru not only had a relaxed face, but was able to run and talk to him, this physical strength really drove Jon crazy.

"Little brother, why didn't you answer me, let me tell you..."

Jon, who was already very tired, heard the voice of Kizaru constantly in his ears, making his mind buzzing and even more tired.

His eyes were red and he looked at Kizaru. If his eyes could kill people, Jon would have killed Kiwi hundreds of times.

"Oh, what a scary look, little brother, it's scary that you look at me like that."

Jon's height hasn't reached Kizaru's chest yet, he looked at Kizaru with a frightened face, patted his chest, and gritted his teeth.

In fact, he was trained to be domineering, not impulsive, but at this moment, he was already exhausted, and he was about to be unable to support it. In addition, this guy was too annoying, and he really couldn't keep calm.

"Little brother, let me tell you, running is also about skills. You can see that you can't even maintain normal breathing now. If you continue to hold on like this, it's not a good thing for you. It's enough to stop."

"Skinny."

Jon was indeed about to be unable to hold on, but after listening to Kizaru's persuasion, he became even more angry and even more reluctant to give up.

(End of this chapter)