Reborn Professional Soldier

Under such a soft knife, Lin Feng also had to give up his persistence under the expectant eyes of the political commissar, straightened his body and repeated, "My goal is to enter the 'Falcon' special forces, and the purpose is to protect the Southwest. , the land I'm stepping on now, my home. I don't have such lofty ideals, enter the high-level department to protect the whole of China, and I don't have such a powerful force. There, the energy I can exert is limited. However, I hope to be able to Do well where I can and do my best. The three provinces in the Southwest are large enough for me to flex my muscles and exert my energy to the extreme to do my job well and fulfill my ideals.”

"Kunming Army Academy, as the Army Academy of the three southwestern provinces, conducts training courses based on the Southwest strategic policy to provide suitable talents for the Chengdu Military Region. Only here can I truly find the most suitable path for development."

Lin Feng's eyes are like a torch, his voice is sonorous and powerful, every word he utters is firm, every sentence expresses his faith, and the whole story is full of love for this country.

The blood of soldiers is perfectly interpreted here.

Those who participated in the evaluation nodded their heads with appreciative gazes. They didn't have to wonder if the person in front of them was just putting on a show or telling them, because the only son of a general chose this place. Nothing is more important than this fact persuasive.

"Lin Feng, please tell me, what is the entire Southwest made of? What is our country made of?" The lieutenant colonel continued to ask with a kind smile.

"Land, and people..." Lin Feng seemed a little hesitant when he uttered the last word, his momentum suddenly weakened by half a point, and his flickering eyes wandered back and forth between the lieutenant colonel and the instructor.

"Yes, our country is made up of land and people, but please note that talent is the key point, student Lin Feng, you separate yourself from the crowd, maybe this is your character, but if you are not willing to pay for others In terms of feelings, what about other classmates? As you said, you are willing to block bullets for them. Can they let someone who has never loved them stand in front? Or stand in front of you and block that bullet for you? A bullet?"

Lin Feng was silent. In fact, he discovered the contradiction the moment he answered. The army is a collective. Even the strongest individual special forces need at least three people to fight as a unit. The selflessness and closeness of each team member is like Siblings can be best reflected in the army.

He knew, he always knew, but before today, he always thought that it was after entering the army, not now, not...

Lin Feng seemed to have realized something, and finally the corners of his mouth tightened, "Please allow me to leave now, and I will hand in a written report in three days."

The lieutenant colonel's smile became thicker. He likes smart people. Smart people always know what they need, and they can see through it.

The lieutenant colonel waved his hand, "Go out, and hand in two copies in three days."

"Yes!" Lin Feng saluted, and strode out.

Instructor Tashi gave an admiring look to the old political commissar, who turned the enemy into nothing with a few words. The sharp lieutenant colonel took a sip of tea calmly and smiled without saying a word.

It's better to cooperate with smart people. It not only saves saliva, but also gains admiration. Well, the more students like this, the better.

After training that day, San Hai called out to play basketball. Lin Feng was entangled with the report and didn't want to move, but Zhen Song went to play in other dormitories as usual. If he didn't go, the two of them wouldn't be able to play basketball.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he met Jizhu Karma and the others. Seeing the four people walking towards him talking and laughing, Lin Feng thought for a while and asked, "Zhuma, are you going to play basketball?"

This greeting did not know which nerve touched everyone, including San Hai, their eyes widened, and their gazes shot at Lin Feng like laser beams.

Jizhu Karma was a bit better, and his impression of Lin Feng changed slightly when he was on the mountain. Although he thought that he would have less contact with him when he went down the mountain, but after all, he was in a squadron, and conversations were always inevitable. So he was silent for two seconds and nodded.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, "Let's go together."

Jizhu Karma nodded.

Slang Tsering next to Jizhu Karma raised his eyebrows, with a smirk at the corner of his mouth, his eyes fell on Sanhai's face, Sanhai raised his eyebrows and stared back.

When going downstairs, San Hai dragged Lin Feng to stay behind on purpose, and Gong Jun naturally followed suit.

San Hai looked at the heads of the four people in front, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you find them?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Feng looked over inexplicably, "I'm not in the mood to play today, can you find two people for you?"

"Did you forget we almost had a fight?"

"What happened at the beginning of school, the young boy is inevitably irritable. It's been three months, do you still care?"

"I don't care about what I care about, I'm not that stingy, but... that guy Slan Zeren is not a joke, and I'm afraid that he will do something wrong at that time."

Gong Jun's face changed, and his round and big eyes suddenly became round, "Really?"

Lin Feng laughed, "How is it possible? In three months, even if there is still a spark in my stomach, I will be suppressed by the military academy system. I will win you a few goals at most, just to find pleasure."

Sanhai gritted his teeth, his eyes fell on the back of Slang Zeren's head and he stopped talking, and obviously began to calculate how to get back the scene later.

Gong Jun blinked, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

Seven people can just fight in threes and threes. Basketball bullfighting is a style of play where the more people there are, the more fun it is. Needless to say, the team division is naturally Lin Feng's team vs. Zhuma's team.

Jizhu Karma left a substitute, and a simple basketball game began.

The two sides sent representatives to guess punches, Sanhai lost to Slang Zeren's Stone with a pair of scissors, and the Zhuma team became the offensive team.

After Slanzeren got the ball, he patted the ground twice, and passed the ball to Sanhai with a bit of provocation. Sanhai caught the ball, raised his eyebrows, and threw it back with his backhand. At the beginning of the game, the offensive team will usually throw the ball to the defensive team, and the defender will pass it back to their own hands. This is a good rule, but it is full of gunpowder when it is changed here.

Strictly speaking, the enmity between Jizhu Karma and Sanhai is even greater. They usually do group training and can't find a place to vent their fire. In addition, Instructor Tashi repeatedly reiterated discipline and unity. Looking for bad luck, this fire has been suffocated in the stomach for some time, and the possibility of regaining the field after the basketball game today is extremely high.

Lin Feng looked at the positions of the two sides, and gave Gong Jun a wink. After a few steps, he blocked Jizhu Karma. The two competed with each other. Competing with strength, they all want to squeeze the opponent out, and they have to keep their eyes on the ball's landing point.

Slan Zeren swept his eyes and saw that Zhuma was almost unable to move because of Lin Feng's entanglement. He decisively picked a soft persimmon and passed the basketball to Song Duoji. Song Duoji is also a Tibetan, but the place where he lives has been Sinicized a lot , most of them have Han Chinese names.

Song Duoji jumped up to catch the ball, and Gong Jun followed, trying to block the shot, but the opponent was much taller than him, so he reached the ball with his fingertips, and the fast-flying ball was spun around by Gong Jun's fingers. The direction was deviated, Song Duoji was a master, and the direction of the deviation was ignored at all. He stretched out his long hand and grabbed the ball in his palm, turned around and dribbled towards the basket. Gong Jun was angry behind him. Chasing, it's a pity that there is only such a small distance after all, but within two seconds, Song Duoji ran to the shooting range, jumped up, threw the ball, and scored.

Slang Zeren ran over and clapped Song Duoji's hands with a crisp 'pop'.

Lin Feng and Jizhu Karma looked at each other for two seconds, looked away, and caught the basketball passed by Gong Jun.

This time, Lin Feng's team became the attacker.

Lin Feng glanced at Sanhai's position, dribbling the basketball and made a move to rush directly to the basket, Jizhu Karma was in front, trying to block, Lin Feng made a fake move, and listened to the position of Sanhai shouting, With a strong wrist, the ball landed in the opposite direction immediately, and the two ejections were passed to Sanhai who just suppressed Slang Zeren.

Of course, Sanhai won't pass the ball to Gong Jun. Gong Jun's boy was really at a disadvantage in guarding Song Duoji, so he dribbled the ball and ran for two steps, and passed the ball to Lin Feng again.

At this time, Lin Feng was already standing under the basket. After receiving the ball, he jumped up explosively with his legs vigorously. He straightened his raised arms and exerted a slight force between his fingers. The orange basketball lightly rolled into the basket.

Goal!

1 to 1 draw.

It was Zhuma's turn to be the offensive team again, but this time Slanzeren was blocked by Sanhai, a tall guy, when he was laying up. He slapped him out of bounds and switched offense and defense.

Slanzeren was furious, he bit Sanhai like an angry lion and never let go, Sanhai turned around a few times but couldn't get rid of him, the dribble time was too long, Sanhai was forced to have no choice but to watch The ball was passed to Gong Jun in the gap.

Gong Jun didn't make a layup after receiving the ball, and jumped up from the three-meter line to shoot.

The ball missed, hit the basket and bounced directly to the ground, and was snatched by Jizhu Karma.

As a result, the tense atmosphere relaxed slightly. Jizhu Karma dribbled the ball and walked slowly beyond the two-meter line. He glanced at Gong Jun in shock and passed the ball back to Song Duoji. Song Duoji passed it back again. Zhu Karma took the ball, took a step forward, and shot it directly outside the two-meter line. The basketball drew an arc in the sky and landed straight into the basket, a beautiful hollow ball!

"Okay!" The off-court substitute buddies clapped their hands and shouted loudly.

Next, I don't know which nerve this hollow ball poked these boys. After several offenses and defenses, both sides tried to play long shots, but none of them scored. When the ball was passed to Lin Feng again, everyone didn't care. Are they all showing off their ball skills, dribbled the ball a few steps and ran to the basket, and made another layup.

Now, everyone remembered that they were still competing.

In 3 minutes, several scoring opportunities were wasted. The score was 3 to 2. Jizhu Karma's long-range shot gave his team an extra point.

Next, you come and go, the smell of gunpowder is full, the score is chasing each other, biting each other tightly and not letting go, shouting and yelling, saliva spraying everywhere, the atmosphere is tense and tense, almost tense About to break.

Sports competitions have always been extremely exhausting. Luckily, bullfighting basketball with a small number of people only uses half of the field. Everyone’s running volume is not too large. In addition, they have all practiced. But those eyes that wanted to win never weakened by half a point.

It was rare for Lin Feng to play a little crazy. The pressure from his school mixed with his own depression. Lin Feng used this basketball game to vent out.

But it was because of excessive venting that while he was scoring points, he was also consuming his physical strength violently.

It's a pity that the score still couldn't overtake, and the opponent couldn't take the lead in winning. They could only hold on all the way to 20 minutes, and the game stopped.