Even Fan Tianlei himself didn't expect to find a few good seedlings.
Especially Qin Feng. The explosive power he displayed during his battle with Thunderous Battle had truly shocked Fan Tianlei.
Fan Tianlei silently noted down the appearances of Qin Feng, Thunderous Battle, and the others. He decided to check on their information later.
On the other side, Qin Feng and Zhuang Yan returned to school and spent the next two days in peace. Then, they carried their backpacks and boarded the train to the 8th Regiment of the Special Forces in the military region.
The Special 8th Regiment was located between the mountains and was a unit with an excellent style. In the history of Nine Regions, there were figures of the Special 8th Regiment who fought bloody battles.
As for Zhuang Yan, Qin Feng, Thunderous Battle, and the others, their recruit training was assigned to the Special 8th Regiment, this heroic troop.
In the carriage of the train, Qin Feng, who was wearing a green military uniform, sat on the seat. He held a book in his hand and read it seriously.
Zhuang Yan sat beside Qin Feng, his right hand supporting his chin as he looked out of the car window, bored.
At this moment, a young man sitting opposite Zhuang Yan smiled and said to Zhuang Yan.
"Hello, my name is Chen Xiwa.”
When Zhuang Yan heard Chen Xiwa's words, he could not help but come back to his senses and answer.
"Zhuang Yan. Just call me Xiao Zhuang."
Chen Xiwa took out two apples from her backpack and handed one to Zhuang Yan.
"Zhuang, have some apples."
Zhuang Yan took the apple from Chen Xiwa and said.
"Xiwa, thank you."
As he spoke, Zhuang Yan took a bite of the apple.
Chen Xiwa waved her hand and replied with a smile.
"There's no need to thank me. If it's not enough, I still have some here.”
Zhuang Yan shook his head slightly, indicating that one apple was enough. Then, Zhuang Yan pointed at Qin Feng and said to Chen Xiwa with a smile.
"Xiwa, let me introduce you. This is my Brother Qin.”
Hearing Zhuang Yan's words, Qin Feng couldn't help but withdraw his gaze from the book. He looked at Chen Xiwa and said calmly.
"Hello, my name is Qin Feng."
Chen Xiwa replied with a silly smile.
"Qin Feng, my name is Chen Xiwa."
"Come, Qin Feng, eat the apple."
As she said that, Chen Xiwa handed Qin Feng an apple.
Qin Feng took the apple from Chen Xiwa and thanked her. After that, Qin Feng, Chen Xiwa, and Zhuang Yan started chatting. The three of them were of similar age, so they quickly became familiar with each other.
At the door of the carriage more than ten meters away from Qin Feng and the others, a few new recruit instructors in casual clothes were discussing.
"Let me tell you, there are two university students among the recruits this time.”
"These two university students are from the drama academy and are involved in the arts.”
A square-faced instructor with a folder in his hand said to the few instructors beside him.
"University student? Where are they?"
At this time, a young instructor with a resolute face and a height of about 1.8 meters said.
This young instructor was called Zheng Sanpao. He was a veteran of the 8th Special Regiment's reconnaissance company. Many people in the 8th Special Regiment called him Old Pao.
When the square-faced instructor heard Zheng Sanpao's words, he immediately pointed at Qin Feng and Zhuang Yan and said to Old Pao.
"There, it's the two of them."
When Old Pao heard this, he could not help but look at Qin Feng and Zhuang Yan.
With Qin Feng's current strength, his senses were extremely sharp. Almost at the instant Old Pao looked at him, Qin Feng had already noticed Zheng Sanpao.
Qin Feng glanced at Zheng Sanpao indifferently, his gaze containing traces of scrutiny.
Zheng Sanpao suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and could not help but shudder in fright.
This kind of palpitation quickly disappeared as Qin Feng withdrew his gaze from Zheng Sanpao.
"Old Pao, what's wrong?"
An instructor noticed Zheng Sanpao's strange behavior and couldn't help but ask with concern.
Zheng Sanpao took a deep breath and replied.
"I'm fine."
As he said that, Zheng Sanpao couldn't help but glance at Qin Feng. However, he didn't feel anything strange this time.
Could it be that he had sensed wrongly just now? Zheng Sanpao muttered to himself.
Time slowly passed. A few hours later, the train carrying more than 200 recruits, including Qin Feng, Zhuang Yan, and the others, arrived at the train station of the Special 8th Regiment.
After Qin Feng and the others got off the train, they took a jeep and headed towards the Special 8th Regiment's station.
Forty minutes later, a green jeep carrying Qin Feng and the others arrived at the training ground of the Special Eighth Regiment's recruit company.
Creak, creak, creak. A series of hurried brakes sounded, and the jeep stopped.
"Zhuang, don't sleep. We've arrived.”
Chen Xiwa nudged Zhuang Yan, who was dozing off next to her.
Zhuang Yan heard Chen Xiwa's words and couldn't help but rub his sore eyes.
"How did we get there so quickly? I just fell asleep.”
When Qin Feng, who was sitting opposite Zhuang Yan, saw this scene, he could not help but raise his hand and slap Zhuang Yan's head as he berated.
"What are you mumbling about? Get out of the car."
Zhuang Yan was immediately woken up by Qin Feng's slap. He immediately carried his backpack and followed Qin Feng and the others out of the car.
On the training ground of the Special Eighth Regiment's recruit company, more than 200 recruits stood noisily on the ground.
In front of the 200-odd recruits stood several instructors in their usual uniforms, their bodies filled with a fierce aura.
Zheng Sanpao was also among these instructors.
When Zheng Sanpao saw the two hundred recruits making a ruckus, he couldn't help but glare and shout.
"Don't talk!"
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