Chapter 41

However, when they were about four to five hundred meters from the finish line, Li Feng, the driver, and the entire Team A of the Flying Tigers found their answer, as Ferren rapidly caught up from behind.

Good grief! At this moment, the speed at which Ferren swung his arms and legs didn't seem like he had just run nearly ten kilometers; it was as if he was sprinting a hundred meters!

Seeing this, the Flying Tigers had no choice but to grit their teeth and increase their pace, but they were still overtaken by Ferren before the finish line, losing completely.

The team members, whose rhythm was disrupted at the last moment, were out of breath and as exhausted as dogs when they crossed the finish line. Ferren, however, rushed to the obstacle training field without stopping, starting the second phase of the training. When the Flying Tigers reached the starting point of the obstacle course, he was already leaping and bounding through the obstacles, having completed more than half of the course.

"Hey, is this Sir Ferren made of iron? He doesn't even seem tired."

"Not at all, I think he's just pushing himself. I bet he'll go to the toilet to vomit after he finishes!"

"I don't think so! When Sir Ferren passed by me, there wasn't even a drop of sweat on his forehead."

The Flying Tigers emphasize teamwork, so Gu Hou and a few others didn't leave their teammates behind but instead discussed Ferren within the team.

Although Li Feng in the car somewhat agreed with their views, he still shouted, "What are you talking about? Speed up!" He had to do this because Ferren had already lapped them in the cross-country run, and he was about to lap them again in the obstacle course.

However, passing through the nearly one-kilometer-long, muddy, and undulating obstacle course was not as easy as running a five-kilometer cross-country. The team members had the will to speed up but lacked the strength.

On the contrary, after familiarizing himself with the obstacle layout, Ferren's movements became even more agile when he started the obstacle course again. The so-called physical exhaustion was almost imperceptible in him.

Li Feng, who witnessed this, finally intuitively felt Ferren's prowess. He quickly took out the DV from the car and meticulously filmed Ferren's swift and agile movements through the obstacles.

In the obstacle cluster, Ferren faced a three-meter-high earthen wall. Without much of a run-up, he leaped up more than half a meter near the wall, kicked off the wall with his foot, and pulled himself up with one hand, disappearing over the wall as if he weighed nothing.

Ferren's wall-climbing action, though lacking in beauty, gave a strong visual impact. Li Feng, seeing this through the lens, was almost stunned. Climbing the earthen wall took just one kick and one pull, without any hesitation, as if it were easier than breathing or drinking water, which was simply unimaginable.

Not only this obstacle, but as Li Feng continued filming, he found that Ferren's movements through each obstacle were different from those of the Flying Tigers, yet they were all extremely concise. Unfortunately, Li Feng also realized that most of Ferren's movements were only suitable for him and could not be widely promoted.

Once again, Ferren lapped the Flying Tigers before they completed a single lap of the obstacle course, then rushed to the abandoned building without stopping.

Climbing to the rooftop was supposed to be done by entering from the first-floor balcony and running up the stairs, but Ferren didn't follow the rules. He climbed up directly using the protruding parts between the balcony and the floors, making Li Feng below tremble with fear. After all, there were no safety measures, and a slight misstep could result in serious injury or death.

However, Ferren clearly wouldn't make a mistake. By the time the Flying Tigers had climbed halfway, he had already started his first rappel, landed, and then climbed to the rooftop again. But since this phase of the training was relatively simple, involving only climbing and rappelling, by the time he reached the rooftop for the second time, the Flying Tigers had already all rappelled down in pairs.

Ferren didn't care; he immediately rappelled down and rushed to the outdoor shooting range with the main group.

Each shooting position had a pile of gun parts, and a short gun, a long gun, and a sniper rifle had to be assembled before loading and firing.

Seeing this, Ferren smiled. Assembling guns, even twice, he would definitely be faster than others, so the time lost during the rappel phase would be easily made up.

Indeed, Ferren first assembled the short and long guns with one hand, then assembled the sniper rifle with both hands, disassembled them, and reassembled all three guns. By the time he finished, the Flying Tigers had just assembled their third gun.

"Click!"

Ferren loaded the magazine into the Glock 17, didn't even check it, and fired at the short-range target thirty meters away.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Except for the first shot, which was slightly off-center, Ferren's sixteen subsequent shots almost turned the target into a hole.

Next came the long-range target at 150 meters, followed by the sniper target at 450 meters. Ferren completed both with extremely fast firing speed and excellent results. After the target inspection, all the Flying Tigers were convinced.

The most crucial point was that after the entire training, the Flying Tigers were all exhausted, but Ferren was still full of energy, with his clothes clean and dry, and barely any sweat on his forehead.

Li Feng, who had almost filmed Ferren's entire second half of the training, approached him, patted his shoulder, and said, "Allen, I'm impressed."

A polished appearance and a beautiful title are never as useful as true strength. Ferren no longer saw any disdain in Li Feng's eyes and said half-jokingly, "I'm here to be a teacher, so I have to set an example!"

Li Feng's face turned a bit red when he heard this and asked, "Allen, you were so intense just now. Do you need to rest before the class?"

Ferren waved his hand and said, "No need, this level of activity is just an appetizer!"

Gu Hou, who had just walked over, immediately shouted, "Sir Ferren, this is just an appetizer? Are you kidding us?"

Fortunately, Ferren wasn't an SDU instructor, or Gu Hou would have been in trouble. Even so, he said sternly, "Kidding? The Flying Tigers have never failed a mission. Do you think those missions were just for fun? Remember, ample physical fitness is the basic guarantee for completing missions!" His tone became almost stern and severe by the end.

Li Feng was slightly shaken and understood what Ferren meant, giving Gu Hou a stern look.

Realizing he had said something wrong, Gu Hou stuck out his tongue and quickly retreated to the rest of the team.

Seeing the determination in Li Feng's eyes, Ferren had to remind him, "Sir Li, your Flying Tigers' physical fitness is already top-notch in the police force. If you want to increase the intensity, you must have scientific methods and evidence. Otherwise, it's easy to overtrain the team, which would be hard to justify both publicly and privately."

Li Feng was taken aback, surprised that Ferren had guessed his thoughts, but he replied seriously, "Allen, don't worry, I know what to do!"

Ferren smiled and said, "I hope you really do." After a moment's thought, he added, "Since the team is tired today, I'll teach them something practical!"

Li Feng was interested and asked, "What practical thing?"

"One move, you'll know when I explain it," Ferren said mysteriously. "Order the team to assemble!"

Li Feng hesitated for a moment, then shouted, "Assemble!"

The Flying Tigers, known for their discipline, quickly formed a line in front of Li Feng and Ferren, despite their fatigue.

"Next, let's have Probationary Inspector Ferren give us a theoretical lesson," Li Feng announced.

Among the team members, Ji Mowei, Gu Hou, and Lei Qiang led the applause, and the other Flying Tigers enthusiastically joined in.

Ferren raised his hand to quiet them and said, "I won't say much else. Based on the issues I observed during the training, I will start by teaching you from your weaker areas, until you understand the principles of quick-draw."

This made the Flying Tigers somewhat disappointed, but Ferren's previous performance had intimidated them, so they all listened attentively.

"First, I want to say that there are many factors to being a good shot. Besides practicing and firing a lot of bullets, I believe there are three things you must remember: arm strength, concentration, and physical fitness!"

"Someone might think that sniping and lying in wait consume a lot of energy, but shooting a handgun hardly uses any energy!" Ferren scanned the team and continued, "This is a big mistake... For example, take your partner in a pair. If your shooting skills are about the same, and you want to compete in an abandoned building, what determines the winner? I think it's not shooting skills, but combat awareness, a flexible mind, sustained concentration, and strong physical fitness that can withstand the strain."

At this point, the Flying Tigers' interest in something new and novel disappeared, and even Li Feng, who was listening, began to take it seriously.

"Combat awareness requires long-term cultivation, a flexible mind is based on intelligence, and concentration is mostly innate, with little improvement from training, so I can't help you with these three points, and I'll skip them," Ferren said. "The last point, strong physical fitness that can withstand the strain, also requires long-term, arduous training to develop, and no one can help you with that. However, I can teach you something about rapid recovery of physical fitness."

The Flying Tigers, who had been somewhat disappointed after hearing the long speech, were surprised by Ferren's practical advice. The always quick-talking Gu Hou asked loudly, "Sir, I want to ask, what are the benefits of rapid recovery?"

"Of course there are benefits!" Ferren smiled. "Do any of you play Diablo 2, which was released in the middle of the year?"

"I played it!"

"Me too!"

"Me as well!"

"..."

About seven or eight Flying Tigers raised their hands in the line.

"Good that you played it!" Ferren gestured for them to put their hands down. "In this game, there is a stamina bar, but its design doesn't match reality, so I won't mention it. Your stamina is like the health points of a character, which can be more or less, but it takes a while to recover after being lost..."

(Today is a busy day, and the update is two hours later than scheduled. I apologize.)

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