In just three months, Yan Fenghuo initially trained a group of soldiers. It can be said that these soldiers all crawled out from the dead, and they are among the elites here. Although they cannot yet enter Yan Fenghuo's eyes,
From the perspective of Crimea, it is already very good.
However, the cost of this group of soldiers in the training department is also very high. Basically, only one out of twenty can be selected. The remaining nineteen are either dead, disabled, or classified into the next echelon.
There are a total of twenty elite warriors. Although they are few, they are much stronger than others. Kerim has no way to recruit more people for the time being. This is already his limit.
"Krim, these twenty people will be your personal guard, are you satisfied?" Yan Fenghuo asked, pointing to the twenty terrorists standing upright with their bare upper bodies.
"Very good, very good." Kerim expressed satisfaction, nodded and said to Yan Fenghuo: "How is their combat effectiveness?"
Yan Fenghuo did not speak, but waved lightly at the twenty terrorists.
After receiving the order from the hand gesture, the twenty terrorists immediately formed four combat groups, instantly forming a standard tactical formation. Their eyes exuded strong vigilance, and they followed each other in a very orderly manner, forming an airtight battle.
group.
Then Yan Fenghuo kept changing his hand gestures. Under the gestures, the twenty terrorists kept changing their fighting formations, appearing extremely skillful.
They have all been tempered under the pressure of death, and have formed a response to prepare for death no matter what the circumstances. Their eyes are full of an unspeakable flavor, and the light they exude is cold yet bright.
"Not bad, not bad, very good, haha." Kerim clapped his hands in praise and said to Yan Fenghuo: "I want to see their fighting ability."
"Okay, no problem." Yan Fenghuo nodded and shouted to the twenty terrorists: "Down!"
There was a "crash", and everyone kept their rifles on the ground.
About a hundred unarmed terrorists rushed towards these twenty people. Not only did these twenty people show no fear, their eyes actually radiated excitement.
"Down with them!"
Following Yan Fenghuo's voice, the twenty people roared like beasts and rushed straight into the team of a hundred people who were attacking them, frantically hitting each other with their fists and feet. Their attacks were not blind.
, all with three people in a fighting formation, fighting these hundreds of people back to back. Every punch and kick was extremely fierce and fierce, and basically the terrorists could not sustain the second move in their hands.
The speed was very fast, and in just ten minutes, about half of the hundred terrorists were knocked to the ground. Of these twenty terrorists, two were also injured, and two were lying down.
Seeing the two people lying on the ground, Yan Fenghuo took out his whip and walked over and whipped them without hesitation.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!..."
One whip after another, the two fallen terrorists were beaten to pieces. But despite the pain, the two men still gritted their teeth and refused to make any sound of pain.
"You two losers, how could you be knocked down by such a weakling? Very good, there is no need for you to exist anymore!"
After saying this, Yan Fenghuo threw down his whip, took out his pistol and walked towards the bruised terrorists, preparing to shoot them.
"Wait!" Kerim shouted to Yan Fenghuo, grabbed his right arm holding the gun and said urgently: "Don't kill."
"Don't kill?" Yan Fenghuo turned to look at Kerim and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Bang! Bang!"
With two gunshots, the two downed terrorists' heads exploded with blood, their necks tilted, and they died with their eyes wide open.
Seeing the two people being executed by Yan Fenghuo, Kerim's face was full of anger. But he was angry, but he didn't know what to say. He was very distressed and expressed strong dissatisfaction with Yan Fenghuo's way.
"Krimu," Yan Fenghuo put away his gun and stared at Kerim, and said in a deep voice: "I will only train the best soldiers for you, so all the weak ones will be eliminated. You can be angry, you can be dissatisfied, but wait
When you taste the surprises these real elites bring to you, you will feel that everything now is bearable."
"But the two of them..."
"The weak deserve to die!" Yan Fenghuo said loudly: "There are only two kinds of people in this world, one is called the strong, and the other is called the weak. The weak are meant to die, and only the strong can survive forever proudly.
.Whether it’s for holy war or something else, the qualification to speak can only be given to the strong.”
Hearing Yan Fenghuo's words, Kerim nodded silently, and then showed a smile on his face.
"Yan Fenghuo, I'm sorry. I apologize to you for my attitude just now. What you did is right. Survival of the fittest is the natural law of this world, and the right to speak can only be in the hands of the strong."
"That's right." Yan Fenghuo nodded and said, "Don't feel sorry for the dead. Those who can die are the weak. Do we need to show mercy to the weak?"
"No need." Kerim shook his head.
"No," Yan Fenghuo said with a strange smile: "We need to show mercy to the weak, and we must cry to the weak when necessary."
Kerim was stunned, not knowing what Yan Fenghuo meant.
"Haha, let's take a closer look. Every strong man from ancient times to the present will shed tears for the weak. This is an attitude, and this attitude determines the capital of the strong to command the weak. Do you know why this is?"
"means."
"They are collectively called means, but their core focus is for the weak to surrender to their own needs. Remember, the weak will never become the strong. The weaker they are, the more they like to surrender. You can imagine that when you are in Dongyi
How sacred you must be to become a strong man by luck and enjoy the moment when thousands of people surrender."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Kerim laughed heartily, his eyes full of desire. He longed to be the most influential figure in the East Turkestan Movement and to gain the surrender of others. In that case, the world of the East Turkestan Movement would be under his control.
Looking at Kerim's lustful look, a sneer appeared on Yan Fenghuo's lips. He was enjoying killing these days. Those terrorists were like pigs and dogs, letting him be slaughtered by him, and he was so happy!
At this time, the young terrorist Maimaiti ran to Kerim and said a few words to him.
Hearing Maimaiti's words, Kerim's face became extremely gloomy, and he opened his mouth and cursed: "Assholes, they are simply a bunch of out-and-out bastards!"
"What makes you so angry?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"That bastard Elm is here again and wants to take my soldiers away again!"
Kerim was very angry. This happened more than once or twice. For a long time, as long as the people here were a little better, they would be taken away by people from above, leaving him with the old, weak, sick and disabled. This time Al
When that bastard Mu comes, he will definitely be the same as before, which makes him unable to bear this tone no matter what.
"Who is Elm?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"There is a bastard in our ETIM base in Kyrgyzstan. Sooner or later, I will kill him." Kerim was filled with anger and said to Yan Fenghuo: "Yan Fenghuo, hide these soldiers of mine. We must not let Al
Take this bastard away!"
"Hide it? There's no need." Yan Fenghuo stared at Kerim and chuckled: "I said, what the egg breaks is life from the inside, and what is broken from the outside is destruction, and you have already made your choice."
"What do you mean?" Kerim asked, staring at Yan Fenghuo.
"It depends on what you mean. The choice has been made. All that remains is to take a step forward." Yan Fenghuo continued with a smile: "Krimu, you are a very capable person. Your ability is even greater than mine.
I admire it, do you know why?"
"Tell me about it." Kerim's eyes revealed an elusive light, and he wanted to see what Yan Fenghuo could say.
"First, you have strong endurance." Yan Fenghuo raised a finger and said in an unquestionable tone: "Did you know that there is an idiom in China called crotch humiliation?"
Kerim nodded, he had heard of this idiom.
"The crotch humiliation originated from a short story. Do you want to hear it?"
"Tell me and listen."
"At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, the military town of Huaiyin, located in a water town, became the residence of the hereditary nobles who were reduced to slaves when the Qin Shi Huang unified the world. For a time, the hereditary nobles of South Korea, Qi and other subjugated countries lived here, drinking, eating, singing, and living an ignoble existence.
, there is no shame of national subjugation. Among a group of hereditary nobles who enjoy themselves in time, there are also a few who endure the humiliation and look for opportunities to restore the country and avenge its shame. Among them, Han Xin, who is well-educated in military science, is a rare one.
After the fall of Korea, Han Xin, a hereditary aristocrat of Korea, was reduced to the streets, living a life of poverty and gentleness. Despite this, Han Xin never forgot that he was a descendant of the Korean aristocracy, and did not forget the important task of restoring the country and avenging shame. Especially when he met by chance
After Yue Ji, Han Xin, who received Yue Ji's help and love, regarded it as his own duty to save the country and avenge his shame. Yue Ji was also a hereditary noble in South Korea. After learning about Han Xin's great ambition to save the country and avenge his shame, Yue Ji did not hesitate to put down the dignity of a hereditary noble and sang songs.
Dancing in the street gave Han Xin the confidence to live.
In troubled times, it was a problem to survive in Huaiyin, let alone hope that Han Xin would become famous in the future, marry him in a glamorous manner, and restore his status as a descendant of Korean nobles. But Yue Ji did not think so, but used a
The tenacity of a weak woman is silently looking forward to that day. During this period, Han Xin met Zhang Liang by chance. Zhang Liang saw that Han Xin was a rare talent. When Yue Ji was molested by the Qin army and wanted to draw her sword against him, he secretly stopped Han Xin's impulse.
He also warned Han Xin to endure the humiliation and bear the burden, and one day he would stand out and make contributions.
One day after saying goodbye to Zhang Liang, Han Xin said goodbye to Yue Ji, but was trapped by some gangsters and bullies on the streets of Huaiyin. When he almost wanted to escape but could not, Han Xin had the idea of drawing his sword to eliminate the bullies, but he remembered Zhang Liang's words when he was leaving.
Warning and his ideal of exterminating Qin's shame, Han Xin finally held back, knelt down in front of the bully and gangster, and crawled under the bully's crotch. This ended an unnecessary entanglement and left a "crotch" for his future success.
The "laughing stock" of "humiliation".
Hearing this story, Kerim was fascinated. He had already thought that Han Xin would definitely make great achievements and become a prince.
"Han Xin was hailed as "the unparalleled scholar of the country" and was evaluated as "unparalleled in merit and unparalleled in the world." As the commander-in-chief, he led his army out of Chencang, conquered the Three Qin Dynasties, captured Wei, broke the dynasty, destroyed Zhao, surrendered to Yan, and conquered Qi, until Gaixia completely wiped out the Chu army without a single defeat, and no one in the world dared to compete with them. His military skills were like a god, and he was called a soldier by later generations. He also wrote three articles on the art of war. Not only that, he entered the palace and became a king. , Chenghou, Chengjiang, Chengxiang, this is an amazing person."
Kerim's eyes were full of admiration, and he had a respectful attitude towards such a person, even if they were extreme religious people.
"You have a strong sense of endurance, and it is this endurance that is difficult for others to possess that gives you the most important quality for achieving great things."
Kerim nodded. He did not laugh, but was thinking about what Yan Fenghuo meant when he said these words.