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In the evening, Pukan invited Zhang Feng to his residence for a drink. Zhang Feng naturally went happily. It was a bit boring here, but it would be good to have some entertainment.
Regarding alcohol, no matter what kind of alcohol it is, Zhang Feng is almost immune to it. Just like drinking water, the body can filter it out quickly. No matter how much he drinks, it won't be a big problem.
To say that there is a problem, it is because my stomach is bloated after drinking too much and I need to drink water frequently.
"Zhang, over the past few days, I have seen the rapid progress of my students. It has only been a few days. This progress was not made when they graduated before. If you want to defeat the enemy, you must first defeat yourself. They have almost already Defeat yourself! For them, I toast you a glass of wine!" Pukan raised his glass.
Zhang Feng did not hold up the wine glass but said: "No, Mr. Pukan, they haven't defeated themselves yet. Even I can't defeat myself now. They are still in the stage of fighting against themselves!"
Pukan was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Zhang, you are absolutely right!"
"Come and have a drink!" Zhang Feng raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp without clinking the glass with Pukan.
Zhang Feng drank a glass of wine, then stood up and walked around Pukan's room. Zhang Feng was very interested in this place after entering for the first time. Although it was a mess, there were many things on the table on the wall. In fact, Each of these things is very precious. Even the middle of the wall is a deer head. The antlers are very large, two meters wide. It must be an unusually majestic deer. According to Pukan, this deer was taken by When he hunted, he weighed a thousand pounds, so you can imagine.
There are also many weapons, although they all look old, but these are collections. People like Pukan must be gun enthusiasts, and they collect old guns.
Zhang Feng was not interested in these ancient guns, but was interested in cold weapons.
There was actually a Japanese sword. When I picked it up, I saw that it felt exceptionally good. When I pulled it out, I saw that it was very sharp. It was made of fine steel. It would take several swordsmiths several years to cast such a sword.
However, this knife has no other use now except for collection, and Zhang Feng doesn't like it.
Zhang Feng turned his attention to a saber less than twenty centimeters in the corner. It could also be said to be a long dagger. The blade was non-reflective and dark black. You could vaguely see the exquisite patterns on the blade.
"The personal sword of the Crown Prince of Damascus!" Zhang Feng said softly.
"Yes, this is the sword of the Persian crown prince hundreds of years ago. It is said that he used this sword to kill his brother and ascend to the throne, and this sword disappeared with the demise of his empire. It can be said that this This knife kills countless people! It’s an ominous blade!”
Pukan appeared behind Zhang Feng.
"Mr. Pukan, how did you get it?" Zhang Feng was very curious. According to Zhang Feng's eyesight, this knife is worth one hundred thousand US dollars in terms of material alone. Coupled with its gorgeous history, the value increases a hundred times.
Pukan said: "My first teacher gave it to me when I was young. When I got it, there were dozens of dead souls in this knife."
The past has faded away, and Pukan seems to have recalled the unbearable past.
Zhang Feng knew that Pukan had participated in a war, a real war.
"I have retired since then!" Pukan said: "Come, let's drink!"
Zhang Feng put the knife back. Pukan had no intention of giving the knife to Zhang Feng. It should be obvious that Zhang Feng liked it very much, and Zhang Feng was too embarrassed to ask.
Day five.
Conduct routine training and individual combat training.
Because as a special forces soldier, when going out on missions, in many cases you have to fight alone, and of course there is cooperation between teammates.
Zhang Feng asked people to go to the weapons warehouse and pull a lot of individual weapons for them to choose from. As long as one person can pick up the weapons, they would choose their own weapons and then enter the training ground.
The bullets of these guns are all made of rubber and will explode when they hit a person. Then the red dye will stain the clothes and will never be washed off unless the clothes are cut off.
"We will conduct individual soldier training in the past few days. Today, your target is me. Whoever can leave a mark on my clothes will have a trophy, a Damascus saber, and this is it!"
Zhang Feng held a dark black saber 17 or 18 centimeters long in his hand, with a vaguely beautiful pattern that was non-reflective.
"This is not an ordinary Damascus saber. There are no more than ten left in the world. You may be curious about how I got it. It doesn't hurt to tell you. It was stolen from Pukan. Yes, it was stolen! "
"Let me tell you about the origin of this knife. Hundreds of years ago, the crown prince of the Persian Empire used this knife to kill his brother and ascend to the throne. After hundreds of years of history, this knife is still used to sharpen iron. Runi, this knife is used to kill people, only the winner is qualified to own her!"
"As for her monetary value, I won't say anything. You can make up your own mind!"
There was some commotion below. Let’s not talk about whether the history of this knife mentioned by Zhang Feng is true. The knife itself is worth a lot of money.
Everyone present has no eyesight at all. They are not ordinary people, and their eyes are poisonous.
"I said only winners deserve it. From today to the next week, I will train you in jungle warfare. A group of you will fight against me. Whoever can leave red color on my clothes will be the winner! "
"One week, we will enter the snowfield for one week. If you haven't killed me after one week, then I will fight back!"
After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he flicked his hand and nailed the knife to the tall flag pole of the training camp, making a clanging sound!
The knife sank into the steel pipe.
This steel pipe is very thick, and it sinks in so easily. This shows how sharp the knife is and how fast Zhang Feng's hands are.
Everyone was secretly surprised. They seemed to realize that there was little hope that they could kill the instructor.
"I will give you a moment to prepare, and then we will set off. The helicopter will land them in the center of the snowfield, placing one person every ten kilometers. Of course, I will be among them!"
Zhang Feng said and left.
As he walked over, he saw Pukan standing there with a strange expression on his face.
The last time he drank, he got drunk, and Zhang Feng took the Crown Prince's knife away in a majestic manner.
"Mr. Pukan, thank you for giving me this knife. Last time we drank, you gave it to me again. Alas, I'm so embarrassed!" Zhang Feng said.
Pukan looked confused, is this happening? I drank a lot last time, but I didn’t seem drunk, and there were no bets, either
Seeing Pukan's puzzled look, Zhang Feng said again: "Mr. Pukan, have you forgotten? If that's the case, then we'd better not drink next time. Drinking will make things worse!"
"No, no, since you win, you win. It's not a special treasure! It's just wasted by these losers!" Pukan said generously.