The next day, it was dawn.

There were already quite a lot of figures gathered at the beach, discussing excitedly.

"The special training is finally about to start today. I thought I would wait forever!"

"Well, I heard there is a new instructor."

"I'm really unlucky. I happened to meet Lieutenant General Dorag for emergency missions. The new instructor is definitely not as strong as Lieutenant General Dorag."

"You can't say that. The strength does not mean the quality of teaching methods. Being an instructor in the training camp in the headquarters can itself explain many problems."

"But Lieutenant General Dorag has also trained many excellent students, especially the three monsters in the previous session. I heard that their current strength is no less than that of many major generals in the headquarters!"

"When it comes to monsters, there are many powerful characters among our newcomers this time. Doberman, Herbert, Dalmesia, Stolobery in G2, and Les in G8, all of them have monster-like strength!"

Most of these newcomers' eyes were focused on the five most dazzling people, three of whom were strong men who were good at swordsmanship, and one was a very rare iron-headed technician. As for the last one, although they were only ordinary animal-type abilities, they also showed quite good performances in combination with powerful physical skills.

Soon, General Zefa's burly figure appeared in everyone's eyes. Following him was a tall but young admiral, which made everyone on the field a little confused. Is this... a transfer student?

In fact, most of them have more or less heard of Longineus's name, but not many people have actually seen him.

However, among a group of puzzled whispers, two exclaims were particularly eye-catching.

"It's Senior Longineus!"

"It's Boss Langhinus!"

One of the speakers is Les from the G8 branch, with a mohitan hairstyle on his head, and the other is Stolobery from the G2 branch, with a skull length far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Before the students could react, Chief Instructor Zefa stepped forward and said, "Little guys, are they all impatient to wait? But what I want to tell you is that your good days will end from today, and what will be waiting for you next will be a long and rigorous training. Are you ready?"

"It's ready!"

These newborn calves had no fear in their hearts, but instead cheered with great interest, which made the adjutant beside them sigh in their hearts. It turns out that they are still too young!

"Dorag's mission will take about two months." After Zefa spoke, the noise quickly disappeared, and everyone listened carefully, "In these two months, your outstanding senior, Colonel Langinus, will guide you and train you!"

After saying that, bursts of exclamations suddenly burst out from the field, full of suspicion and disbelief. They naturally knew Longinus. In the words of those adjutants, this person could be said to be the best student in the previous class, and even in the previous five classes.

However, as an instructor, he should still not be qualified?

Most people turned their doubtful eyes to the straight figure standing behind Zefa, but a few careful people noticed that after the announcement of the Chief Instructor Zefa, none of the brigade generals, as adjutants, showed resentment or suspicion, seemed to be quite convinced by the decision of Chief Instructor Zefa.

With Longineus's nature, even if tens of thousands of people are gaze, they will naturally not react much to such small scenes. They are also taking a step forward at the moment, and said in a gentle tone with unquestionable toughness:

"I know you may have doubts in your heart, and you can also question me during the rest. However, please put away those doubts in the next training. Since I am your instructor now, all you need to do is to obey absolutely. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" The sparse reply was mixed with two powerful shouts, which made many people glaring at me. We were traitors?

Zefa was not surprised. Before these recruits were selected, they were called geniuses in their respective fields. It was not easy to let them put aside their arrogance so quickly.

But Zefa was not worried. In his opinion, it was really easy to impress these little guys with Longineus's means and ability.

"Now, start the first task of morning exercise. Within thirty minutes, punch ten thousand times with all your strength!"

"Does five to six punches in a second? The difficulty sounds very average!" Many new recruits were disdainful. Many of them could even make ten punches in a second. In this world full of monsters, it is indeed not difficult to have five punches in a second.

...

The first half of the Great Way is the Atlan Kingdom in the middle of the sea.

The warships were parked in the dilapidated port, and the "whistle" whistle attracted a large number of refugees to run out of the jungle not far away. They were holding wooden sticks and gravels. The best equipment seemed to be several rusty kitchen knives, and they all looked at the warships ahead with greedy eyes.

"Okay... What a big ship, such a big ship, there must be a lot of water and food on the ship!"

"If the robbery is successful, we can eat good food! Maybe we can hold on for another week, right?"

"Idiot! That's a warship, it must be the royal family asking for help, let the navy suppress us, run away!"

"So what about the Navy? If we can't grab food, we will die sooner or later!"

Seeing this chaotic scene, the adjutant following Dorag asked in disbelief, "Can they be... these refugees are rebels in the Kingdom of Atlan?"

"It should be true." Dorag was in a heavy mood and replied briefly.

"How is this possible? Isn't the Kingdom of Atlan a government franchise? Since even the heavy heavenly gold can be paid, how can the domestic economy decline to this extent?"

"Because the source of the royal family's payment of the gold in heaven comes from the poor in the country. Even the Atlan royal family regarded the gold in heaven as their tool for making money, so that the richer the richer the poorer the poorer the poor."

"I have been to many countries, but never a kingdom will even throw away the most basic fig leaf." The adjutant sighed, "Will the government control the royal family doing this indiscriminately?"

"Of course, aren't we here?" Dorag said coldly, "It's just that it's not what you imagined to make things happen, but helping the royal family suppress the so-called rebels!"

"This is the first time I have seen a rebel who is unclothed and does not even have weapons!" the adjutant mocked.

Dorag said, "The Kingdom of Atlan has abolished all its troops, so that these refugees can be regarded as rebels in their eyes!"

"Release troops? Are they crazy?"

"They just don't want to waste their money in places where there is no 'meaning'. Anyway, whether it's a pirate attack or a domestic riot, they just need to ask the world government for help."

"Is it really... justice to suppress such riots?"
Chapter completed!