“Ah la la!”
"Teacher Zefa, is this too much?"
Kuzan asked quietly as he pulled his hand back and touched the back of his head.
Zefa said loudly as he looked at the more than one hundred elite navy soldiers who were frozen into ice below.
"The dilemma of the first lesson is very important. These young people are too aggressive right now, and we need to create some pressure on them."
Kuzan didn't comment on this, turned around and sat back in his seat, covered his eyes with the blue sleeping mask, put his arms behind his head and began to rest.
"Then Mr. Zefa, I will take a nap first and relieve them after I wake up."
Under the freezing ability.
If Kuzan is not unfrozen, these people will continue in their current state.
Of course, there are many solutions, such as slowly thawing the frozen navy with warm water.
However, this is a dilemma for these students, and the military academy instructors will naturally not do this.
The trainees spent the first day of this elite training camp in a frozen state.
Until the afternoon,
Kuzan just woke up from his sleep.
As the freezing ability was withdrawn, the originally white ice quickly melted, revealing the students who had been frozen unconscious.
Bang bang bang!
There was a sound of people falling to the ground.
Under Kuzan's freezing ability, these people simply couldn't withstand the cold and fell into coma early on.
Now the ice has lifted,
Without any self-conscious control, these navy men naturally fell to the ground one by one.
The medical staff at the military academy immediately carried the unconscious sailors away for examination and treatment.
Kuzan was naturally very careful in using his freezing ability, so the unconscious sailors were only slightly frostbitten, and no one was injured or killed.
Most of the students in this elite training camp were stunned by Kuzan's ability.
But there is one exception.
Coles sat upright in his seat, his blue eyes full of bloodshot, obviously exhausted, but still not unconscious.
Under Aokiji's freezing ability, even Verokh, an ancient animal species, couldn't resist.
Coles was able to stay awake,
It was entirely because his spirit and willpower had been trained and had already become very strong.
Although the cold forced him into a coma during the time he was frozen, Coles still relied on his willpower to hold on until he was released.
“That’s great!”
Kuzan looked at Coles who was still awake and praised him.
Then he turned and left.
Because he has done what he needed to do, what the military academy instructors need to consider next is how to teach these cadets.
Coles was silent.
He didn't make any move.
Because he was frozen for too long, his limbs and muscles have not recovered yet.
As for still retaining consciousness, why didn't he break free from Aokiji's freezing in advance
Stop joking.
That's a great general!
In the case of being frozen.
It was already extremely special that Coles could stay awake while being frozen. It was simply impossible for him to break Kuzan's ice with his current strength.
The gap in strength between the two sides is too huge!
After experiencing Kuzan's lesson today, Coles deeply understood the horror of the general.
He couldn't resist that kind of power at all now, and couldn't even dodge it in advance.
Unless he could learn the Haki of Observation Haki, with his current strength, he wouldn't even be qualified to be an enemy of the admiral.
After recovering, other students also felt tremendous pressure.
Able to pass the assessment,
Enter the elite training camp.
These people are undoubtedly naval personnel with great strength and talent, and naturally there is a hint of pride in their hearts.
However, under Kuzan's freezing move, the arrogance of these people was quickly defeated.
It's totally irresistible!
Their strength is still too weak!
Only by training in an elite training camp can you continue to become stronger.
In addition to bringing pressure to these students, the difficulties in the first lesson also aroused vigorous motivation, which is exactly the effect that Zefa wanted to see.
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late at night.
Military academy dormitory.
Each student has a separate single room.
While others had fallen asleep, Coles continued to practice.
After arriving at three o'clock in the morning, Coles was about to end his practice and go to sleep.
Suddenly.
A burst of violent military bells rang out in the corridor, like a horn piercing the dawn, and the trainees in the elite training camp were completely awakened by the sound.
In the corridor, there were military academy instructors constantly knocking on the door and shouting:
"Everyone, get up! It's time for training. Gather at the playground immediately. If you don't get there within three minutes, you will bear the consequences!"
I heard the instructor's shouting outside.
Only then did Coles realize that this was an elite training camp and that the other side's training was completely unconventional, so he had to make adjustments after the rest time.
I guess I won't be able to rest today.
Coles quickly walked out of the dormitory, put his left hand on the guardrail, jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters, and reached the playground as soon as possible.
Because cadets were not allowed to wear navy coats during training, Coles was only wearing civilian clothes of a white shirt.
at a glance.
Apart from his extremely extraordinary appearance, he was no different from ordinary naval freshmen.
Young and full of vitality!
And on the playground, Zefa, the chief instructor, was already waiting there.
He was also not wearing a navy coat, but only a pair of black trousers, revealing his broad chest covered with scars.
The silver-gray mechanical right arm is particularly conspicuous even in the dark.
Coles immediately raised his hand and saluted.
"Hello, Chief Instructor!"
"Yeah! Very good!"
Zefa put his left hand on his waist, smoking a cigar, and said with relief:
"You are very fast. As the first one to arrive, I will temporarily call you No. 1. If you can let me acknowledge you in the future training, I will call you by your name."
Coles saluted again.
"No. 1 received."
At this time, other naval cadets also arrived one after another and lined up in rows on the playground.
Zefa numbered these people in order according to the order in which they arrived, and by the last person, the time exceeded the scheduled one second.
Zefa stretched out his mechanical arm and spoke in an unusually serious tone: "You, the last No. 109, unfortunately, you are one second late. Now as a punishment, you can leave the elite training camp."
The last person who was late was a navy man recommended from the North Sea. He finally passed the assessment and entered the elite training camp, but he never expected that he would be eliminated on the second day.
"Report, I don't accept it!"
"I was frozen yesterday and was in a bad state. I didn't react. Besides, it's still late at night. The order to assemble was too abrupt. I was only one second late. Why did you eliminate me?"
Zefa came in front of the navy man, and his tall figure made him feel a great oppression.
"You want to know why?"
The sailor from the North Sea responded under pressure: "Yes, I want to know why!"
"Then I'll tell you why."
Zefa's deep voice spread all around, and while telling this sailor the answer, he also told the other sailors present.
"Will your enemies not attack you at night for some special reason? Will the pirates let you go because you are in a bad condition and come back to kill you when you recover next time
The reason why I eliminated you,
It's because of that one second you were late.
This second may seem insignificant, but on the battlefield, if you can get this second in advance, you can change a lot of battle situations and outcomes.
In the elite training camp,
What I need to cultivate is a strong navy, and you are far from meeting the standards, so you, the late No. 109, are eliminated!
Is this reason enough? "
The navy man from the North Sea remained silent because he could not refute Zefa's words.
A military academy instructor came over and led "No. 109" away from this place.
The other sailors present knew that because he was eliminated, this sailor from the North Sea would return to the naval branch that recommended him.
At the same time, the remaining navy also understood that the rules of the elite training camp were so ruthless and serious.
Zefa turned around and returned to the front, scanning everyone with his majestic eyes.
“I think you all understand what I just said. If you want to continue staying in this place, you must complete the training within the prescribed requirements.
If there is anything you cannot accept, you can tell me now and I will have someone send you away from here.
Has anyone quit?"
"No." A unanimous voice immediately rang out in the neatly lined up team.
Zefa holds a cigar in his mouth.
A sneer appeared on the old face, and he kept walking back and forth within a two-meter range.
“I’m relieved that you all don’t want to leave, but there are still a few too many people in the elite training camp.
From today on, your training and performance will be graded and summarized every week. The one with the worst grade will also be eliminated, unfortunately!"
The atmosphere in the team suddenly became tense.
When Coles heard about the last-in-first-out system in the elite training camp, he couldn't help but think of the special forces selection in his previous life.
This approach can improve competitiveness and enhance the sense of urgency, crisis and mission.
The other students present also understood one thing at this moment, that is:
Only those who remain,
They are the real elites!
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