Chapter 537

"OK, I promise you."

Dong Wenfeng pondered for a long time and finally agreed to horn's request.

It can be said that there is only one such treasure in the world. If you miss it this time, you may not have a chance to get it again in your life.

Moreover, the golden silk armor itself, in addition to its historical value and collection value, its practical value is also very high.

Dong Wenfeng is willing to exchange his efforts for such a golden silk armor that may save his life in the future.

"Good!"

Horne promised himself when he saw Dong Wenfeng. His eyes were bright and said happily.

"Brother Wenfeng, give me your mobile phone number. I'll contact you again after the military training."

Horn said to Dong Wenfeng.

"HMM." Dong Wenfeng nodded, then input his mobile phone number into the mobile phone horn threw over just now, and then threw it back to horn.

"I have to bother brother Wenfeng to help me with this matter!"

Horn hugged Dong Wenfeng and said.

"Just take what you need. As long as there is no problem with the golden armor, I will naturally try my best to help your father heal."

Dong Wenfeng said very directly.

"OK! Brother Wenfeng is really happy. It's fun to deal with people like you. I'll bother you tonight. I'll see you back to school."

Horn nodded at Dong Wenfeng, then flew up directly and rushed back to the barracks of the military training base.

Dong Wenfeng looked at his watch and found that it was nearly 4:30. He roughly cleaned up the battle traces of the two people in the woods to avoid unnecessary trouble. Then, taking the last touch of the night, he quickly rushed back to the 305 dormitory of class three and five.

"Doo... Doo... Doo..."

"Get up! Get up! Assemble in five minutes!"

It is also the familiar wake-up whistle and the command of the familiar instructor.

Because of the experience of the previous two days, the students were not so flustered this time. They soon cleaned up their internal affairs, then sorted out their instruments and went out to stand in line.

Instructor Wang went to check the internal affairs as usual, and there were only one or two people called out this time.

"Turn left and run!"

Instructor Wang gave the command, and then began the day's training.

From running in the morning to normal queue training in the morning and afternoon, the life of military training is very boring, but slowly, the students gradually adapt to it.

In such a cycle of regular training, eating, sleeping, getting up and retraining, Dong Wenfeng and others have been in military training for a week.

In the morning, after morning exercises, I was in the canteen.

Dong Wenfeng was eating. The man who stood beside him had changed his position with others early, and he dared not be so close to Dong Wenfeng any more.

The last time, he was really scared. He didn't know when Dong Wenfeng, the evil star, would be even more unlucky if he got angry again.

Now eating next to Dong Wenfeng is another boy from the College of Arts, fat Wang Lei, who recognized Dong Wenfeng as his eldest brother.

"Boss, have you heard that I'm going to play target this afternoon!"

While eating, Wang Lei said to Dong Wenfeng with some excitement.

"Shooting?"

Dong Wenfeng turned and looked at Wang Lei.

"Yes, I heard the news from the second company. I heard that we should be able to touch the real gun this time! Everyone can shoot ten bullets!"

Wang Lei is very interested in shooting.

For students living in peacetime, it is very happy and rare to touch a gun.

Not to mention being able to hit a target with a live gun.

"Boss, I don't think you are very interested in this..."

Wang Lei himself was excited for a long time. Seeing that Dong Wenfeng was still very normal to eat there, he said somewhat depressed.

"It's OK. I liked to play when I was a child. I played a lot in the shooting range. Later, it was used normally. It's meaningless."

Dong Wenfeng said while eating.

"I used to play when I was a child..."

Wang Lei became a little speechless when he heard Dong Wenfeng's words.

Of course, he knows that Dong Wenfeng's family background must be unusual if he can have such a skill. However, it may be a little big to let children hit the target and get the background of the gun at will.

"Try it this afternoon. I haven't played with a gun for a long time."

Dong Wenfeng saw Wang Lei's stunned appearance, smiled and said.

"OK..." Wang Lei was speechless, so he had to continue to eat his own food, but he was longing for the target shooting activity in the afternoon.

After dinner, I was trained in the morning. I still walked in the queue and stood in the military posture.

Although Dong Wenfeng felt a little bored, he didn't feel impatient.

Because he knows that only when he can ask his army for discipline can he have good combat effectiveness. Otherwise, no matter how strong the combat effectiveness is, he is just a bandit and can't be called a real professional soldier.

Dong Wenfeng looked at the other students with emotion.

For him, this military training will not have much effect on exercising his willpower, but for these students who are still flowers in the greenhouse, military training is the best lesson.

After lunch, in the afternoon, as fat Wang Lei said, target training was arranged today.

After hearing the notice from instructor Wang, the people in the queue began to get excited. On the one hand, it's the novelty of guns. On the other hand, it's also the usual training. It's really boring. Everyone was excited about such a different activity.

Dong Wenfeng followed the team to the other side of the military training base.

Then he went out of the back door of the military training base and walked about a kilometer, and finally reached the destination of the trip, the shooting range.

"Students, listen to me..."

Instructor Wang began to explain to everyone what should be paid attention to, as well as the technical essentials of shooting.

Dong Wenfeng was already familiar with these things, so he didn't listen much and looked around bored.

Just then, he suddenly noticed a man.

The boy is short in stature, which is about 1.6 meters tall. However, Dong Wenfeng could see his strength from the muscles under his training camouflage clothes.

The man's eyes have been staring at the gun in the instructor's hand, just like looking at his lover, focused and affectionate.

"Boss, that man is Hu Zhiwei, who was born in a military family, as I told you."

Wang Lei, standing beside Dong Wenfeng, said quietly.