The guide is full of force

Lin Fu's return to the Artemis Military Academy today was a temporary idea.

But he didn't deliberately avoid the people in the school.

The voice was very familiar, and he turned his head.

It was undoubtedly Bazel who called out to him.

The students first followed the voice and cast their eyes on Bazel's face, and then followed his gaze to see the Lin Fu in formal attire at the end of the crowd, stunned.

The sudden appearance of people who have been passed down by word of mouth always makes people feel unreal.

Until their teacher strode forward and hammered Lin Fu's chest with a fist, he turned sharply to reduce the strength, and slapped him on the shoulder instead.

The pale young man showed a gentle and bright smile, and called like an ordinary young man, "Teacher."

Also... really senior Lin Fu.

Three years can change many things, such as Lin Fu's status and Lin Fu's ability.

Can't change anything either, for example Bazel doesn't look any different than he did three years ago.

He hadn't seen this student for a long time, and now he suddenly met him, and he was a little bit at a loss.

In his teaching career, Lin Fu was not the student he had taught for the longest time, nor the most obedient student, but he was the student he was most worried about.

Lin Fu's smile became more obedient, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Teacher, I'm fine. How are you doing?"

Bazel's sense of distance accumulated in that little time melted away, and he no longer felt cramped: "Of course I'm living a good life. Apart from teaching these little bastards every day, what else can I do?"

He said, turned his head with a smile, and looked at the students around him with malicious intent: "Speaking of which, these are all your juniors, only two years younger than you, and this year is also in the second grade..."

The students who had been swept by his gaze felt their scalps tense, feeling that something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next moment he heard him say: "When the senior comes back, guide these little bastards and let them know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Lin Fu looked around the young and immature face, his eyebrows were slightly lowered, his face showed interest, he raised his hand and unbuttoned his coat one by one: "You can try it, I haven't fought with anyone for a long time. "

Peder Lart took his boss's coat and thought to himself, hasn't he never wrestled with anyone?

Lin Fu was wearing a white shirt inside the military uniform, without the cold and serious sense of the jacket. His thin shoulders and waistline were roughly shaped by the shirt in the wind, making people unable to help but give birth to the illusion that this person is fragile.

As he approached the training platform step by step, the students stared at him and became restless.

"Who's going?"

"Senior looks too thin... Is it because he just came back from the battlefield and he hasn't recovered? Let's go up at this time. If we win the battle, the senior will lose face."

"Yeah, that's not good..."

Bazel casually gave a student a slap on the back of the head, and the slap was crisp and clear: "Fuck you useless bastards, even if your senior gives you one hand and two legs today, you can't beat him. Dreaming, didn't you wake up?"

The beaten person covered the back of his head and curled his lips aggrieved, with disbelief written in his eyes.

They don't eat dry food.

It's useless to say more, Bazel directly called out the names of a few people: "You four go up."

The clatter was louder.

"Teacher! Four against one is not fair!"

"that is!"

Bazel raised his eyebrows: "What nonsense? Go up!"

Lin Fu was already standing on the stage.

He unbuttoned his cuffs, folded them a few times, rolled them up to his elbows, and patiently waited for the four people named by Bazel to enter the field.

Four people play.

Three male sentries, one female sentinel.

The four looked at Lin Fu with uncontrollable excitement and admiration in their eyes.

Lin Fu comforted: "Don't worry, make a bold move, if you really can't beat me, I will run away."

His tone was relaxed, and the tension of the four of them eased a little, and they were a little amused by his words.

Bazel urged from below: "Why are you laughing, you guys, don't you have to give a friendly hug before starting the fight?"

The female sentinel shyly said, "It's not... no, as long as the senior is willing."

Bazel: "..."

Why do you just worship, and you can't learn the cunning spirit that Lin Fu brought a bunch of classmates to attack him back then?

The friendly exchange is over.

Unexpectedly, it was the shy female sentinel who made the first move.

The moment he started, his eyes became sharper, and he had a little fighting momentum, and he moved quickly to meet Lin Fu head-on.

The other three immediately responded that they were all classmates, and they were familiar with each other's offensive methods. They quickly cooperated with each other and locked Lin Fu's activity space from four directions.

The frontal attack was extremely fierce, and the Sentinel's powerful physique was brought into full play, and his fists could faintly make the sound of breaking the wind in the air.

Lin Fu tilted his head and avoided the wind with his fists, and the attacks of the other three followed closely.

He grabbed the girl's arm, stepped forward, pressed her shoulders and turned the positions of the two of them, scaring the other three into panic, and hurriedly tried to stop his attack.

The girl gritted her teeth, not only did not dodge, she grabbed Lin Fu with her backhand and led him half a step forward towards the center of the circle, so that one person could just sweep his lower body.

Her face was flushed red, full of disbelief.

It was hard to imagine that the strength that could easily take her away came from such a thin guide, but the iron-like shackles on her arms told her that she was not lying at all.

In particular, Lin Fu's expression was flat, without any surprise, and he was at ease, so to speak, a little leisurely.

He held the girl's arm with one hand, led her around the attack of the two, made a half-circle with his foot, and kicked the person's ankle bone hard and fast, causing him to be slow for a while because of the pain.

Lin Fu didn't have the habit of leaving room for others in battle, so he easily kicked away those who had lost their footing.

The person rolled over with his legs in his arms, rolled to the edge of the stage, and would fall off the stage after a little more distance.

The other two were not much better.

No attack can touch Lin Fu, but he will be kicked away by the same move.

Their movements are extremely fast, and the struggle between you and me and no one is actually only a little over a minute.

In such a short period of time, besides Lin Fu, only the female sentinel was left standing on the stage.

One arm was clamped by Lin Fu, and she was grasped in an extremely twisted posture. Once she tried to struggle, she would probably only get dislocated wrist and shoulder, which was useless.

She blushed and sweated anxiously, watching her classmates being kicked down one by one, and she was the only one left standing on the stage.

I had to shout in frustration: "I admit defeat!"

There is no way to fight at all!Completely crushed!

Lin Fu laughed amused by the girl's dejected expression: "You are very good."

The girl scratched her neck, her ears were red to her collarbone: "Senior, you don't need to comfort me, you are only two years older than me...and you are still a guide."

Lin Fu's expression became lighter, and he thought of something.His emotions calmed down quickly, and he only corrected the other party's words: "Guides are no different from sentries. Don't feel ashamed that sentries are weaker than guides."

He put down his cuffs: "Do you know the team representative of Huishi Academy who graduated from the previous two classes? That is also a female guide. She is a very powerful senior. Your path is a bit similar to her. You can look for it when you have time." Take a look at her fighting video, how to get rid of your shortcomings."

The girl's eyes were shining brightly: "Thank you senior!"

Lin Fu stepped down and came to Bazel: "Teacher, is the principal there?"

Bazel smiled from ear to ear: "Of course I am. I'll take you there right away. With today's event, these little bastards will be much more honest."

They were all shocked by Lin Fu.

It is better to see it with your own eyes than to say a thousand words and ten thousand words.

Lin Fu's guards were also shocked.

Can go through three tricks in the hands of Colonel Lin, and he is only a second-year student. Is this the strength of the First Military Academy?

They were extremely greedy, and their hearts twitched, and they felt that the previous blockade policy of the Legion to protect the secrets of the center had suffered too much loss.

There are so many good seedlings, none of them made it to the Fourth Legion, all of them joined the Ninth Legion and the Sixth Legion, and even the first and second legions, such useless legions, had many good seedlings.

Fortunately, this year the Legion no longer needs to maintain the appearance of previous years.

There is also the living sign of Colonel Lin, these good seedlings are finally in their turn.

Even if they comfort themselves like this, they still feel extremely heartbroken.

It's not a year or two. The Fourth Army's source of recruits is too heavy, and it's tiring year after year.

Perhaps, without Lin Fu appearing to change the situation, if this state continues, even if it resists the dissolution order of the parliament, it will end up no different from the dissolution.

……

Principal Karl received a message from Bazel on the way.

The pace of leaving school turned around and returned to the office.

The secretary following behind was confused.

Carl thought for a while, and ordered: "Go and ask Gong Yuan to come over."

The secretary was puzzled: "Now?"

The scar on Carl's face twisted impatiently: "Suddenly you can't understand what I'm saying?"

The secretary bowed his head: "Yes, let me know right away."

Carl: "Just after the notification, you don't have to follow."

The secretary froze in place, watching Carl's back as he walked away quickly.

He looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and turned on the optical brain to send a message to Gong Yuan.

The other party didn't reply, so he was not surprised.

Gong Yuan never replied to his messages.

In fact, Gong Yuan has not been in close contact with anyone other than Karl.It's just that I especially don't like to touch Carl's secretary.

When Karl arrived at the office, there were several soldiers standing in the corridor outside the door, wearing the uniform of the Fourth Army.

Carl glanced at them, with inadvertently clear surprise and surprise in his eyes.

Several people gave him a military salute, Carl returned the military salute, opened the door and went in.

A person sits on a chair.

The young man's shoulders were thin, and he leaned against the back of the chair with a relaxed posture as if this was his own office.His head was half out, his small profile turned to the door, and he made a gesture of waiting.

…It overlaps with the back view of that little wizard dragging a strange tool to hammer the gate of his school several years ago, and then sitting in the office waiting for him.

His ferocious and distorted face softened little by little, as if an eraser erased his ferocity, blurred the sharpness and became soft.

When Bazel saw the principal, the smile on his face grew wider.He didn't speak, and retreated to close the door, leaving room for the old and the young.

Carl took the principal's seat and put his arm on the table: "I thought you had to stay on the front line for at least a few more years."

Lin Fu stood up and saluted, and said softly, "You've waited long enough, haven't you?"

Carl held his cup, his finger bones curled up, pale white.

Lin Fu said: "Originally I came back this time to wait to see you later, but since the time is early, I will give this item to you first. However, after you read it, you have to act as if you didn't see anything, at least when you get a definite result Before, you have to pretend you don't know anything."

He turned on the optical computer and started to transfer encrypted files face to face.

Karl could guess what Lin Fu gave him, and his fingers holding the cup became more and more vigorous. After waiting for the transmission to complete, he hurriedly opened the file and browsed the contents.

Along with the browsing, the mildness on his face was covered with rage, the pent-up anger was like magma about to erupt from the ground, and the impetuous noise caused the heat wave to roll.

Lin Fu's warm and cool voice brought him back to his senses: "Three years ago, our group of recruits encountered a warship without any markings on the way to the Fourth Army's garrison. The commander on that warship, Last name is Kathofel."

Cal suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Fu: "Kasofel!?"

Lin Fu did not answer him, but continued: "We captured him, brought him back to the station for interrogation, and obtained part of the information in the document you just saw, as well as some other information. Based on this information, we collected and sorted out your Everything I just saw."

"But obviously, this is only a part. The root cause is the Lin family, or Lin Sicheng. If you want to know more accurate information, you can't bypass the key point of Lin Sicheng."

Carl let go of his hand dejectedly: "Lin Sicheng is dead."

Lin Fu looked at him quietly: "In theory, yes."

Carl's lowered eyes suddenly lifted up, fixedly staring at Lin Fu's eyes, looking into his dark pupils.