The Fantastic Super Vision Chapter 162 Drill Sergeant

However, Guang Mo didn't blame him, so the others also said nothing as if they didn't see him.

"I am satisfied that every one of you has completed the task within the stipulated time. I know that you are elites from the military regions who are so supercilious that consider everybody and everything beneath your notice, but I still want to tell you that most of the people who think that way have died on the battlefield. Now I will announce your test results, if discrepancies exist, wait until I finish reading."

With that, Guang Mo took a piece of paper from his subordinate. After glancing around them, he s.h.i.+fted his focus to w.a.n.g Feng. "This time, the straight-line distance you traveled was 325 kilometers, and the shortest time was three days and four hours."

After he spoke, he paused for a moment while the 13 men burst into an uproar, except for w.a.n.g Feng.

How could he have walked so far in three days and four hours? Didn't he eat, drink, or sleep?

"Sir, who is he?" a man asked their common doubts.

"He is w.a.n.g Feng of course," Guang Mo said as he gazed at w.a.n.g Feng.

As soon as he finished, all people present settled their eyes on w.a.n.g Feng in amazement. It was hard to imagine that he only spent such a short time to accomplish the task. Could he fly?

"How can it be possible?" they whispered to one another because that result seemed entirely incredible.

"Silence," at this time, the solider beside Guang Mo said coldly, ceasing their discussion.

"Second place is Cheng Peng from XX military region who took five days and seven hours." Guang Mo's face remained impa.s.sive as he continued reading the paper.

Although his performance was also fantastic, compared with the talented w.a.n.g Feng, it became fairly unexceptional.

"Third place..." Guang Mo read the test results of the 13 people present. The last one arrived almost at the last minute, so he was ashamed when he heard his grades because he might be eliminated in the last selection.

He was the best man in his military region and the most likely one to be a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad, but now he was on the verge of being eliminated, so he didn't have much of a chance.

"Well, it's just a little test to see your ability to survive in the wild. We'll have a month's training later. A drill sergeant of the Dragon Spirit Squad will come to teach you," Guang Mo said as a sort of vapid eagerness flitted across his poker face.

Though he was in a high position with the ability of Internal Strength, he failed in joining the Dragon Spirit Squad, so he always wished to partic.i.p.ate in another tryout.

However, after so many years, he had long lost the qualification for the tryout. He had no other chance to join the Dragon Spirit Squad.

That was the most crack troop in China. Even the special forces became worthless in front of the Dragon Spirit Squad, as the gap between them was too wide. What the Dragon Spirit Squad dealt with was all related to the security of the country. They had great power, but they also had great responsibilities.

But no matter who they were, anyone who heard about the Dragon Spirit Squad longed to join this mysterious army force.

The drill sergeant of the Dragon Spirit Squad?

Hearing Guang Mo's words, everyone except for w.a.n.g Feng became very enthusiastic because the Dragon Spirit Squad was the team that they had been longing for all their lives. It was a great honor for them to meet a member of the squad.

Looking around at them, Guang Mo said slowly, "It's a rare opportunity, so I hope you will cherish it. Of course, if you mess up, I will be merciless to send you back."

They simultaneously nodded and answered in a loud voice, "Yes, sir!"

"Since you understand, pack up your things and register immediately. We'll leave in 10 minutes." Guang Mo waved his hand and then everyone began moving.

w.a.n.g Feng had nothing to pack up, so he went to the helicopter empty-handed and sat on it waiting for others to come up.

Soon after w.a.n.g Feng got on the plane, Guang Mo also came up and whispered to him, "Kid, I'll tell you, this time my superior pointed out to see you, so you must seize the opportunity."

"Why me?" w.a.n.g Feng slightly frowned, not knowing what Guang Mo meant.

"We have reported your grades, so the officer of the Dragon Spirit Squad wants to see you. This is your chance. If you can become a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad, you can attain the highest level in one step," Guang Mo said, hoping w.a.n.g Feng could be a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad.

Even if he could not join in the first team, being one of the reserves would get him a more promising future than staying in a special forces team.

He always regretted that he had no chance to achieve his dream, and after so many years of being a drillmaster, none of his students pa.s.sed the selection procedures of the Dragon Spirit Squad due to its overly strict guidelines.

If one wanted to be a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad, he had to be skillful, such as having an incomparable fighting ability or being a top talent in some fields, so joining the Dragon Spirit Squad was a wishful dream for people without professional skills.

"I have no wish to be a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad," w.a.n.g Feng said. Guang Mo slightly opened his mouth, wanting to give him a hard slap.

How could he waste such a rare opportunity? Guang Mo's lips quivered with rage.

If he had known w.a.n.g Feng was such an ungrateful wretch, he wouldn't have proactively reported his name. He thought that w.a.n.g Feng might be a genius, but it turned out that he was just an idle man.

What he disdained was the ultimate destination that numerous soldiers dreamed about. How could he speak in that way?

"Whatever you want, I've won the chance for you anyway. As for what to do, that's your business." With that, Guang Mo restored his previous indifference and slowly closed his eyes.

This time, instead of a primeval forest, they were heading to an army. When their helicopter landed, many people had gathered here, all wearing camouflage clothes. The number of the crowd was estimated to reach upward of 100, with both s.e.xes.

"Well, go ahead. From today on, you will spend a month here." After that, Guang Mo directly turned them out of the helicopter.

"Come with me, w.a.n.g Feng. I'll take you to him," Guang Mo said and then took w.a.n.g Feng into a building.

"Well." Although w.a.n.g Feng didn't want to be a soldier of the Dragon Spirit Squad, he couldn't rudely refuse a senior official, could he?

They soon arrived at a training room. At the moment, a young man was constantly beating a sandbag. Every time he punched, the walls seemed to vibrate due to his incredible strength.

w.a.n.g Feng became a little suspicious of Guang Mo's words. "Was the young man who looked like a college student the drillmaster of the Dragon Spirit Squad?"

"Sir, the man is here," Guang Mo said as he saluted with an upright posture.

"Well, you go out first. I have something to say to him." The young man grinned when he heard Guang Mo's and then drove him away.

At this point, the atmosphere became somewhat strange when only the two of them remained in the training room.

"Sit down, please. We'd better talk until I finish this." The young man smiled at w.a.n.g Feng and then continued to punch the sandbag quickly.

Hearing what he said, w.a.n.g Feng did not restrain himself. He found a seat, sat down, and watched the young man's so-called warm-up.

The man's strength was very powerful, which surpa.s.sed External Strength and reached a level of Internal Strength that w.a.n.g Feng didn't know clearly. Looking at him, w.a.n.g Feng had an illusion, as if the man was not a person, but a demon that could shapes.h.i.+ft into a beast at any time.

Although the man was smiling, w.a.n.g Feng could observe a murderous intent behind his smile.

About five minutes later, the young man stopped and put on his clothes. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's nothing," w.a.n.g Feng said, as he dared not put on airs.

As they began talking, the young man pulled out a packet of Panda cigarettes from his pocket and said with a sigh, "Do you smoke?"

"Yes." w.a.n.g Feng nodded. The young man laughed and then handed w.a.n.g Feng a cigarette.

"Bro, I heard that it only took you three days and four hours to across several hundred kilometers. How could you do that?" After lighting the cigarette, the man stared at w.a.n.g Feng with distrust.

w.a.n.g Feng took a deep breath of smoke and then slowly responded, "How else? I walked."

The young man meaningfully gazed at w.a.n.g Feng and said calmly, "You know that's not what I asked."

"So what do you want to know?" w.a.n.g Feng looked back at him without showing any fear.

Perhaps to others, the status of this young man was horribly high. After all, he was a member of the Dragon Spirit Squad. However, w.a.n.g Feng didn't belong to this system, and he did not know what kind of troop the Dragon Spirit Squad was.

Moreover, even if he had realized that the man's position was higher than his, he would never be afraid due to his personality.

"I want to know how you can cross more than 300 kilometers in such a short time. You know, it's not easy, even for me."

"The reason why I can walk so fast is that I didn't rest for a moment. I walked day and night." w.a.n.g Feng flatly explained.

That others couldn't do it did not mean that he couldn't do it. This was also the greatest strength—his X-ray vision—as night had no influence on him at all.

In addition, he had learned form and will boxing, which increased his walking speed to be much faster than others. Therefore, he had no pressure in hurrying on the journey.

"Haha, you are the first one to speak to me in this way." Suddenly, the young man laughed, but his laughter was cold, as if the temperature around them had dropped along with it.

"Do you know that if you were my enemy, you'd already be dead for using that tone?" The young man gave a significant glance at w.a.n.g Feng, giving out a strong oppressive feeling.