Seeing these people being so disgusted with the old capturing fist, Jiang Teng became more and more interested.

But before he could continue to pester the squad leader, the King Squadron not far away had already shouted to gather.

There is nothing I can do about this...

He ran back and gathered one after another, but Jiang Teng did not forget to greet him on the way.

"Master Butcher, remember to teach me if you have time!"

"Okay, stop yelling. Since you insist on learning, then just do it. After dinner later. In the afternoon, you teach the soldiers in your class to ensure that they can complete a complete set of enemy-capturing punches fluently. I will allow you to go to the kitchen class to help the chef tomorrow. If the butcher does not teach you after you finish your work, that is your business!"

As soon as the words of King Squadron came out, the soldiers of the Ninth Squad immediately felt a sudden slap in their hearts.

Things are not good!

Sure enough, Jiang Teng, who had obtained the Shangfang Sword, even saved lunch break after lunch. He hurriedly pulled the group of people in Class 9 to run to the training ground. After giving him half an hour to rest, he immediately started practicing.

Truman believed that this half-hour rest time was definitely not Jiang Teng was very kind-hearted. He was just worried that he would suffer from stomach problems after a meal...

Jiang Teng touched his nose at the soldiers' wailing.

"Resting? Waste needs rest! Do you want to be a waste?"

"Sleep? Why sleep for a long time before death? You will also sleep after death! Which one do you want to choose?"

This fallacy in Jiangteng is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another...

After a whole day of punching, he lay in bed in the middle of the night. Truman seemed to be doing boxing in his dreams...

Who knows who uses the memory effect of this routine?

After completing the tasks assigned by the King's Squadron, Jiang Teng ran to the kitchen squad excitedly early the next morning.

I thought I was early enough, but Jiang Teng found out that he was still late.

Because the cooking class has started to put steamed buns on the steamer...

"Jiang Teng, our kitchen team has nothing to do for the time being. You can go out with the chief clerk to purchase first!"

Looking at Jiang Teng, who was stunned at the door of the kitchen squad, the squad leader Tu assigned the task with a smile.

"Hey! OK!"

Procurement? Doesn’t this mean that you can go out and let go again?!

Jiang Teng responded happily, then turned around and ran out to find the chief officer. As for the training of the soldiers in the class, Jiang Teng was not worried at all.

Morning exercises are all group exercises, and it’s okay to have the King’s Squadron stare at them. Today’s training is also an enemy-capturing punch, which is considered to consolidate and deepen the content I learned yesterday.

There were only 16 sets of movements in total, and I practiced for more than ten hours yesterday.

Jiang Teng didn't believe it. On average, people could not remember a set of movements per hour. After remembering the movements, the rest were also group boxing, and there was no need to formulate training tasks alone.

I felt no burden in my heart, and the pace became bumpy...

He climbed up a truck driven by the boss with great enthusiasm, and Jiang Teng climbed into the co-pilot.

Not to mention, the feeling of riding a truck is completely different from that of a car or a jeep. It seems like you can sit high and see far, plus the wider windshield in front of the truck cab.

This time I went out to the camp and saw the small changes on the roadside!

The so-called procurement sounds quite time-consuming. It also requires comparison and picking and choosing.
Chapter completed!