"One, two, stab!"
"Brett, didn't you eat? Straighten up!"
"Eyes looking ahead, chop!"
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The camp was full of the voices of team leaders practicing soldiers. Everyone had a line in their heart. The prickly men didn't jump out at this time, because they knew it was about the future of their boss. If anything happened, they would be over.
Everyone's eyes glanced at the dark green camp in the center of the military camp. Finally, the camp opened and several squadron captains rushed out.
The clever boys greeted the squadron captains, "Uncle Monte, you're out." "Hello, squadron leader!"
But all the squadron leaders have something in mind and ignore the attentive soldiers around them. We are not people without eyes. After greeting one after another, we return to our queue.
Knight will came out last. He went straight to a group of trained soldiers and randomly assigned two people to "go and call Jason and Locke to the training ground behind the camp." Two people immediately understand what, quickly ran to call people.
When the excited young man came to Locke to convey the instructions of Knight will, Locke knew he had succeeded. Under the ambiguous eyes of the soldiers around him, Locke went to the training ground behind the camp alone.
The post camp training ground is a mysterious place in the hearts of the soldiers. Only those at the rank of squadron leader are qualified to train here. Moreover, the floor area here is not generally large. The training ground used by only more than 10 people is almost the same as that used by 100 people in the camp.
When Locke came to the training ground behind the barracks, Jason was already standing at the door. After greeting the soldiers on duty at the door, they entered the training ground together. Several soldiers on duty seemed to have received the news and said to them, "Lord will is already in the training ground."
Jason is a middle-aged man in his 30s. He has the same military age as Uncle York. His face is yellowish, his physique is very thin, and he is very tall. He also has a good reputation in the camp. It is no surprise that he can be promoted to squadron leader Locke.
"Brother Locke, I'm not surprised that you can be promoted to squadron captain this time. Who in the camp doesn't know Locke's name." Jason came up and approached.
"Don't shudder at me, elder brother Jason. Don't you also get a promotion? By the way, do you know how our position is arranged? Which squadron are we going to?" One of them is the second squadron and the other is the first squadron. Obviously, they won't stay in our team as squadron captain.
"I don't know, brother Locke, but I think the camp will give a notice in the afternoon." Jason replied.
"Well, I think so. Let's go and don't keep Lord will waiting." Locke said.
In fact, according to his age and military age, Locke should have called Uncle Gerson, but Gerson himself called brother Locke, and Locke also called him brother. After all, the military camp is divided by strength. Wilson's strength is not necessarily stronger than Locke. He is the same as Locke as a first-class squadron captain. It's no big problem for Locke to call him "brother".
While talking, they have arrived at the training ground center. The training ground is not just a simple training ground. There are many tents and towers on both sides. As for the center, it is a wide open space surrounded by fences. Lord will is now the largest area.
Locke and Jason respectfully came forward and said hello to "Lord will." Knight will responded with a "yes." Then Knight will pointed around and said to them, "you'll come here after your cultivation. I'll guide you from time to time. Remember, don't destroy the surrounding utensils. You can use them freely." There are also many long guns, swords and even several pairs of armor around the training ground.
"You should have guessed the reason why I called you here today. The specific appointment will come down soon. I won't say much. What I teach you today is eagle fighting spirit." Knight will said faintly.
Although Knight will is an aristocratic knight, as an aristocrat, he should be at a distance from the two civilians, but everyone is a squadron captain. Knight will still has a slight contempt for Locke. Locke is not stupid. Of course, he feels it. Jason is a veteran. Although he doesn't understand why Knight will is so, they both adjust their posture very low, After all, there are demands now.
"Eagle fighting spirit is the standard fighting spirit of the eagle Legion. It's the eagle fighting spirit from the head of the army to the ordinary first-class soldiers. This is a precious fighting spirit code that can be cultivated to the knight level. Before cultivation, you must ensure that you don't pass it on to others at will!" Knight will continued.
"Yes!" They should answer at the same time.
"Next, I'll teach you the way to spit and accept and condense the seeds of fighting. Listen..." Knight will went straight to the subject.
Locke spent an afternoon under the guidance of Knight will. In the evening, the red glow in the sky rarely broke through the shackles of dark clouds and showed its color. Locke and Gerson, with their chests exposed and their faces flushed, were struggling with each other.
This is the first step of cultivating fighting spirit, refining the seeds of fighting spirit. The best age for knights to cultivate fighting spirit is 12 to 14 years old. Unfortunately, they both missed it. However, both of them are mentally mature, and they stand out from hundreds of people to become squadron leaders. Although their qualifications are not the best, they are not bad.
It takes one to three days for ordinary people to refine the seeds of Eagle fighting spirit, which has little to do with qualification. The main test is people's willpower and control over the body. Although the specific positions of the two people have not been clearly notified, no one will let anyone at this time. They are holding their strength.
Finally, at the moment when the sunset disappeared and the red sun set, Locke shouted, his eyes ferocious and looked at "gather for me!", At this time, a little gray condensed under Locke's abdomen, the size of a grain of rice.
Perhaps stimulated by Locke, it didn't take long for Jason to shout, as if he had exhausted all his strength. He stared at his lower abdomen with his eyes wide open, and a little gray appeared quietly.
Knight will, who had been waiting for a long time, came forward and said, "it's worthy of being born in the military camp. It condensed on the first day. Have a good rest tonight. In the future, practice yourself according to the eagle fighting spirit running route I taught you. If you have any problems, you can find me on this training ground." Then Knight will turned and left.
Locke and Jason looked at each other breathlessly, and finally both laughed at the same time. Both of them know that they have stepped into the circle of the strong since then, and they have slightly mastered part of their own destiny. Not long after, two soldiers on guard came and helped Locke back to the camp. I think Knight will ordered them.
After being promoted to the captain of the squadron, they should have dinner with the baron. However, at this time, they have already passed the meal point. Moreover, they don't even know the specific appointment, so they can only go to the barracks canteen to find something to eat by themselves. The cook Corey in the canteen obviously received the news and had already prepared a big meal for two people.
A big meal is just white bread and broth. Locke is so big that he eats white bread for the first time. The long white bread like jade is crisp and sweet. Compared with the hard black bread, white bread is worthy of being enjoyed by the "upper class". Locke eats a big meal with one hand. Jason doesn't look much better. Cook Corey is very good, Six pieces of white bread and a large pot of broth were prepared for the two people. The fatigue of a day's exercise disappeared in the meal.
After dinner, the two said hello and left. At this time, there was nothing in the camp except the patrol sergeant and the torches scattered between the camps. Everyone was basically in their own camp. Locke walked slowly back to his team's camp. To tell the truth, he had enough to eat. Although he had eaten meat, they were all pork. It was his first time to eat such delicious food as today. Fortunately, eating so much didn't have any effect on his morale seed, otherwise he would cry.
Not far from his team's camp, Peter, who was on the night watch outside the camp, found Locke. He shouted "brother Locke is back!" Suddenly, a large group of people rushed out.
A few minutes later, Locke looked at the excited group with a blue face
They have just caused 10000 critical damage to Locke. Imagine how miserable it is for a man who eats and supports to be thrown back and forth by a group of strong men to feel the night.
However, the black night blocked Locke's face, and these people didn't notice their boss's angry heart at the moment. They asked this and that excitedly. Looking at these silly goods, Locke had no choice, and patiently said something about himself this afternoon.
"Brother Locke, you have mastered the fighting spirit. Are you stronger than before?" Hans asked.
Locke thought about it and gave an ambiguous answer, "I should."