Legend Of Dragon Lord

Chapter 61 Fighting

What Frank had said had angered the soldiers.

As elites, they naturally had their own pride. How could they let others scold them as a coward?

Soldiers' eyes were already red from being irritated.

"Sir!" shouted a resolute soldier, about six feet tall, with a square face.

When he said so, it was like opening a floodgate, and others reported one after another. They were

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Frank felt a flicker of admiration in his heart. If he had been ridiculed like this, he would have flared up.

However, the soldiers were angry, but they could still maintain the discipline, which meant they had

much potential.

In other words, if the army was so disorganized because of his provocation and did whatever they

wanted at will, he would never want to train them, even if he would offend the Lieutenant General Lau.

People who had no self-control would never have great achievements. On the battlefield, the impulsive

ones tend to be the first to be killed.

Frank winked at Lieutenant General Lau.

Now that he had aroused the spirits of these soldiers, he should have them do some physical exercises

so as to make them understand that however strong they were, there were always someone stronger

than them. That would make it easier to train and discipline them.

Upon receiving Frank's gaze, Lieutenant General Lau immediately understood what Frank meant.

Angering the crowd before the training and then giving them a head-on blow would make the following

training much easier to go on. He had used this trick for many years.

No matter whether the trick was old-fashioned or not, it was a good trick if it worked.

However, Jacob was really worried about whether Frank could cope with the three hundred angry

military elites.

Lieutenant General Lau stood up and exclaimed, "I would like to introduce you to a special operation

drillmaster appointed by the Central Military Commission to give you some training. No matter what

honors you have scored, you are all green hands in front of Master Ye."

What?

What Jacob said dealt a blow to the soldiers, causing them to sober for a moment, but it was followed

by an even greater surge of anger.

Who were they?

They were the best of the best soldiers in the H Country army. How could they be trained by a goofy

young man who looked like he had just grown up.

It was not training. It was an insult!

"Sir, not everyone can be our master."

"Sir, if he is to train us, I'll quit!"

"Sir, I joined the army to protect ours homes and defend our country. I am not here to be the stepping

stone for someone born with a silver spoon!"

A variety of voices echoed in the training ground. Jacob subtly pointed out Frank's identity in order to

relieve Frank's pressure. However, from the soldiers' excitement, it could be seen that his goal was not

achieved, but made the situation worse.

Jacob was trying to calm them down, but Frank signaled him to stop.

Jumping from the top of the car, Frank walked up to the front of the group and suddenly shouted, "Shut

up!"

His voice sounded loudly in the training field, and all the noise was suppressed in an instant. A strong

aura emitted from Frank. Suddenly, it seemed that even the sun had lost its temperature, and the

strong chill seemed to emerge from the remote place. Everyone felt so depressed that they even forgot

how to breathe.

Frank grinned broadly at the soldiers.

The soldiers closest to Frank felt creepy, and they took a defensive posture subconsciously. At this

moment, Frank seemed to be a monstrous beast, grinning coldly at them.

"Whether I am qualified or not, you may test it."

Frank smiled faintly. His eyes swept around them one by one, "What a gang of garbage!" he said with a

scornful smile, "Who dare to try?"

The soldiers who had been suppressed by Frank's aura were suddenly irritated again, and they were

eager to give it a shot.

"Didn't you hear what your commander said? I'll be your master, and now you can do whatever you

want."

No sooner had Frank said this than a man rushed out of the queue, his fist running straight at Frank's

face.

"That's what a soldier should be like."

Frank grinned with satisfaction, then kicked him violently.

The soldier heading straight for Frank flew a few meters away into the air like a broken kite, and then

fell into the army squads.

Patting the dust off his legs, Frank looked at the crowd. "But he is too weak."

Everyone was stunned.

The soldier who made the move toward Frank was well-known in the army.

He was William He, who got the champion of the national unrestricted combat contest when he was 18

years old, then he was specially recruited by the army. After half a month's training, he began his first

implementation of missions. The most glorious record happened three months ago. Unarmed, he killed

a camp harboring nearly 100 terrorists. He was definite an excellent solider in the army.

No more than three men in the army could defeat him in unarmed combat.

How could such a fierce guy not survive a single move of Frank?

"Come together. If you can touch me, I admit defeat." Frank became interested and waved defiantly at

the crowd.

It was totally intolerable!

"Beat him!"

"Come together!"

"Joint attack!"

The soldiers shouted in chorus, and the whole group of soldiers rushed towards Frank. Taking a closer

look, it could be seen that they were in a mess, but actually they were quite orderly. Each of them had

his own attack scope, and several of them locked up all the space where Frank was to dodge or

retreat.

Even Frank had to admit that these people were worthy of being the best among the best. Their fighting

consciousness and cooperation were on top. If Dragon Lord Mercenary Regiment still existed, they

would suffer a great loss in the face of them.

But it was nothing to Frank.

"It's interesting."

After that, no one knew what was happening. The first batch of people who came towards Frank took

off.

What followed was a one-sided attack.

The training field was open, but with three hundred soldiers here, the open field was filled with

obstacles.

Frank wandered among the crowd, and before they could see Frank, all these soldiers were attacked to

fly up.

Within one minute, all three hundred people were attacked by Frank.

"Up!"

Several of the soldiers who had been shot off by Frank got up from the ground, looked at each other,

and then rejoined the battle group.

They had realized how strong Frank was, but the soldier's unyielding spirit had supported them, and

they would not give in until they knocked him down.

They took turns in fighting Frank to tire him out!

Every soldier that had been attacked soon rejoined the battle group, and they had to take Frank down

even if it would kill them.

The honor of a soldier must not be sullied!

On the rostrum, Jacob and Lieutenant General Gao were stunned.

As outsiders, they could see it more clearly. Frank didn't use all his strength at all. He could leisurely

deal with the crowd, but every time he made a move, someone would be shot away.