Dragon God

This meant that if Ye Fann wanted to, he could easily take the lives of the 300 people in front of him. These elites that were chosen from the elites of the Chinese army were like children in front of Ye Fann.    

The two generals could see the fear in each other's eyes.    

Ye Fann was trying to intimidate the soldiers so that the training would go smoothly. He was also warning them not to have any bad thoughts. If Ye Fann wanted, he could take their lives at any time.    

It was as though a sword that could take their lives at any moment was hanging over their heads. It would be strange if they weren't afraid.    

Ye Fann's performance had already exceeded their understanding of a super soldier king.    

Don't underestimate how many people a single soldier will kill in a short amount of time. However, if you investigate carefully, you will find that there are always environmental conditions.    

It could either be a sneak attack, or a full force attack, or he could retreat while fighting.    

All in all, it was only in fiction and fantasy that a single person could face hundreds of people head on.    

But now the fantasy had become a reality.    

The shock in their hearts could be imagined.    

Three hundred elites would never admit defeat, but in front of such a huge gap, a spirit that never admitted defeat was useless. In the end, these people had already forgotten about some sort of joint attack technique, and continued to fight until all their stamina had been used up and they couldn't even crawl back up.    

An hour and a half later.    

Ye Fann looked around at the soldiers who were sprawled on the ground gasping for breath, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a satisfied smile. Compared to the members who had just established Divine Dragon Mercenary Group, these people were much stronger.    

"Better find them some good massage people."    

When they arrived in front of Luh Jianjun and the high school general, who were both shocked to the point that their nerves were numb, Ye Fann reminded them again and again with a smile.    

"I'll get someone to do it right away." Luh Jianjun agreed immediately, although he didn't understand why Ye Fann wanted him to do it.    

The high school general extended his hand towards Ye Fann and said with a smile, "As expected of a godly dragon. These brats will be counting on you in the future, after the battle."    

A 'you' caused all the generals in the surrounding area to look at the high school general in disbelief.    

The high school general didn't care about everyone's looks. Ye Fann's strength was worthy of his title.    

Compared to the other generals, who were more or less influenced by politics, high school students who still maintained a purely military style would be more likely to recognize the strong as kings.    

"A high school general, please don't mock me. You are the true dragon of China, the backbone of our nation!" Ye Fann held the hand of the high school general and said sincerely. He was just like a well-behaved junior. Where was his previous arrogance, it almost made everyone's eyeballs pop out.    

The difference between them was too great.    

In fact, Ye Fann truly did it from the bottom of his heart. After wandering in the real dark world, he finally understood that no matter how much this world advocated civilization, the strong preyed on the weak.    

The Chinese special forces were outside the country spouting blood and burning their heads. Sometimes they would even lose their standing even if they were sacrificed.    

General Gao Yu Liang had two sons who had died abroad. It could be said that they were loyal to the entire family.    

Ye Fann sincerely admired such a person from the bottom of his heart. Half of the reason why China's prosperity was stable now was because of them.    

"Thank you." The senior high general's eyes were red. He could hear the sincerity in Ye Fann's words. At the same time, he understood that Ye Fann truly understood and thanked them for their efforts. How could he not be moved?    

With just one sentence, the fear in her heart towards Ye Fann disappeared without a trace.    

If Ye Fann could say something like that, even if it was bad, it wouldn't be bad at all.    

At the same time, Gao Yulang also understood why Lieutenant General Luh was able to invite Ye Fann so easily. It was because Ye Fann had the love of a virgin.    

Otherwise, Lieutenant General Luh would be like the representatives of M Country back then, and would have to return empty-handed.    

The army's speed was never slow. In less than ten minutes, dozens of doctors and nurses wearing white coats arrived at the training field, including the masseur requested by Ye Fann.    

Soon, all 300 soldiers had been arranged, and the process was very quiet. They didn't cry out in pain like they did in the past, even looking at the expressions of the soldiers … A little cool?    

Lieutenant General Luh couldn't help but ask Ye Fann, "What exactly happened?"    

In a split-second, everyone's eyes focused on Ye Fann. Their curiosity was about to kill the cat.    

"That's a long story. Simply put, I wasn't beating them up just now. I was treating them." Ye Fann thought about it and replied.    

Treatment?    

Hit him for treatment?    

Lieutenant General Luh and the others looked at Ye Fann as if they were looking at a fool.    

Only a fool would believe that beating someone up could cure an illness, not to mention that those soldiers were all good young men, so where did this disease come from?    

"Don't believe me. High-intensity training will always be accompanied by physical injuries. Some injuries can indeed strengthen the function, but more injuries will leave behind hidden dangers even after the injury is healed. It's commonly known as internal injuries."    

The moment Ye Fann finished his words, the faces of the generals turned ugly.    

They all knew about internal injuries, some injuries that could not be detected by the current medical equipment. However, there were some seemingly great young people in the army who would suddenly get sick almost every day. Some of them would have to retire, and their lives would be in vain. Losing his young life.    

Ninety percent of the blame for all this was for the hidden injuries.    

However, they had no choice but to do it even though they knew that intense training would cause hidden injuries in their bodies and that they might encounter misfortune someday.    

Normally, they would forget about this question. Now that Ye Fann brought it up, it felt like they had murdered those great guys. It would be weird if their faces looked good.    

"I just hit their hidden injuries. If they recover properly in the later stages, I can't guarantee that all the hidden injuries in their bodies will be completely healed. It shouldn't be a problem for them to get eighty to ninety percent healed."    

Just as Ye Fann finished his sentence, Gao Yurang stood up and stared at Ye Fann with his tiger-like eyes, "Really?"    

Ye Fann nodded. He could vaguely see the tears in the high-school general's eyes.    

"Kid, it's best if you aren't lying."    

With that sentence, he hastily chased after the direction the medical team had left in. His back was slightly hunched, but in Ye Fann's eyes, he was incredibly straight.    

Only such a person could be called the backbone of a nation.    

"Kid, tell me the truth, do you know how to treat hidden injuries?"    

Ye Fann had just come back to his senses when he saw Luh Jianjun's serious face.