Chapter 208

"Boss, the boxers from the Red Star Club outside have arrived. Please give me directions."

An American Union soldier, who is marching forward, bows to the three of them and comes to ask for instructions. However, the scene seems a little awkward. Unexpectedly, there is a fourth person present.

What he didn't expect was that Buffett bowed to the obvious yellow skin and asked the instructor for instructions

Yang Xiao nodded and said to the American Union soldier who came in: "you ask them to form a team in the sun on the playground. We'll be there in a minute."

All of a sudden, the American army did not know what to do, so they had to look at Warren Buffett and asked him.

"Just do as the drillmaster says. In the future, I, durance and Frank will be the assistant drillmaster and assist the work of the main drillmaster. Do you hear me?"

Buffett showed the military's order, which is completely different from the dialogue with Yang Xiao just now. His voice is like the muscle of steel bar on his arm, which makes people only convinced.

"I see." In the face of Warren Buffett, the United States military did not dare to have a trace of doubt, in this army, only absolute obedience.

Durans and frank stood beside Buffett, standing upright, in front of the soldiers, they also put on a military posture that Yang Xiao had never seen.

This training is definitely worth the money. Yang Xiao nodded at the bottom of his heart and praised that he could have these three instructors.

"Let's go."

As soon as the American alliance soldiers left, Yang Xiao stood up and bowed to the three men to express his gratitude.

"A fox pretends to be a tiger." Durans murmured. She still remembers the battle just now. She didn't expect that Yang Xiao was so dirty and attacked his boss directly.

"Enough, there's an old Chinese saying that you are willing to gamble and admit defeat. Since I have just promised to make a bet with Mr. Yang, I should obey Mr. Yang's order. It's Mr. Yang who is really superior, otherwise, I can't lose so miserably. " Buffett thought of the battle just now, and his face turned a little red.

He did not expect that Yang Xiao could find his own door in such a short time, and it was such a direct and bold way of behavior.

"Hum." Durans is still very unconvinced. From the bottom of her heart, she thinks that Yang Xiao's ability to win over the three of them is opportunistic. Such a villain is not worthy to be their boss and head coach.

But she didn't know that when she turned her head, her eyes were tender to Yang Xiao. At least, she admitted Yang Xiao's strength, but she didn't want to admit it.

The training ground at the abandoned U.N. base.

There are ten basketball courts as big as this. It's like splitting half a mountain and building them.

Why do you say that? Because the training ground is on the mountain.

The huge plastic track is shining with gold in the sun, especially in the sun. Red Star boxers, standing here, their skin seems to be in direct contact with the sun. They are not acclimatized, and some of their arms are directly exposed to red spots.

A large line of American Union soldiers, standing in front of them, staring at them, made them feel a little creepy. They are all armed with real weapons. Although Red Star fighters are all wild, none of them dare to be wild in front of real soldiers.

This stop is a full hour.

"Damn it, I don't mean that there are US army instructors. How can a row of soldiers stand in front of us without moving or giving us an order, and we still have our things on our back?"

Wang Meng is the most slippery. He can't help it any more. He whispers and puts his LV backpack on the ground.

His back was almost smoky by the hot sun.

There was a lot of movement on his side. At least twenty fighters around him heard the movement. They were all paying attention to the movement of the American Union soldiers in front of him.

The soldiers still stood in the sun, motionless, did not take this as a matter.

All of a sudden, the whole team became noisy. They flew to the United States for 20 hours. Before they had a rest, they were treated as monkeys and kept still in the sun for an hour.

The instructor hasn't shown up, and he doesn't give them any command at all. He just let them stand here.

"Didn't tell us how to stand?" The fist hand already had a few can't stand, put own box directly under own buttock, sat up.

The U.S. soldiers did not respond. They were still standing in the sun in a standard stance with live ammunition.

All of a sudden, the boxers of the red star club who had been standing for a whole hour completely relaxed and chatted with each other.

"What kind of instructors are they? David's voice should be very powerful. "

"David's willing to give us training in the United States is worthy of him. In my opinion, this is coach tuoda. He hasn't shown up for a long time, or he's not ready to teach us. Now he's just hanging us here like a day lily. Otherwise, how can he not even show up now?"

Ah Gang frowned, "don't think about it. David is serious this time. Training us separately from brother Yang shows that David is really serious and careful."

"Brother gang, you are just too honest. I think David is greedy for the international fraud group. Maybe he'd better practice with brother Yang."

There have been some rebellious voices in the team. They are all more or less, not that they can't stand in the sun for an hour, but that the coach tuoda didn't show up to express dissatisfaction.

An hour of sun exposure, even if they often exercise in the weekdays, muscular boxers can't stand it.

"Bang --"

Just as everyone began to chat about home affairs, a huge gunshot rang in his ear, and then it flashed in the crowd.

"Grass, are you really shooting at us?"

Everyone did not expect that this would give them a big gift and shoot directly at them.

"Everyone, stand up for me."

Four strange bel canto voices sounded in everyone's ears, three men and one woman appeared in front of the crowd.

"The four of us are the instructors for your future training." A strong muscular man, naked with thick lines, yelled at them, "what are you, let you stand, do you look like men one by one?"

All instructors covered their faces. The smaller instructor, with a gun in his hand, shot directly into the sky again.