Zhang Feng followed Sharapova and did not go home to take any luggage. Zhang Feng did not bring any luggage every time he went out to perform a mission.

Two days later, Zhang Feng arrived at the holy place in the freezing sky, a holy place for soldiers all over the world.

The buildings here are very simple. The tallest building is five or six floors. The simpler one is the place where soldiers live. Several rows of long tent-like buildings are covered with thick plots.

There are no walls, no playgrounds, or playgrounds everywhere.

However, this is only the surface, there is also a basement, in this ice and snow, how can there be no basement.

Dozens of large vehicles parked in the snow were buried by the snow.

Snow falls here throughout the year, and the temperature stays at around minus ten degrees, creating a natural harsh environment for the soldiers.

The first thing you have to face when you come here is the severe cold. People who can’t resist the severe cold will be eliminated, and there are no thick clothes to wear, at most long sleeves or thin ones. The place to sleep is a piece of cold iron. Board, a pillow and a thin sheet.

Most of the food is cold, the most common is raw meat.

Venison is rich in iceland deer. When eating, the husband will lead a few deer to kill, take the deer blood, and cut the meat.

Deer blood is the only hot thing and is distributed as a prize.

Of course, you have to eat in the ice and snow. Fortunately, there are tables and chairs to sit on.

Three catties of meat per person, **** meat, and a little bit of warmth. Soldiers must eat it in the shortest possible time to ensure that the food is warm. If it is delayed a little longer, it will turn into frozen meat, hard, bite. I can't bite, and I have to finish it.

If you can't finish it, weed it out.

The environmental conditions for eating and sleeping are just trivial matters. The important thing is training. Training items and training intensity are the heaviest. Here, people are dead because of training.

But when they enter here, they first have to sign a paper that resembles life and death.

If you fall in training, you will be regarded as a brave man.

Of course, falling is not dead, they have a medical team.

Zhang Feng arrived here in a snowmobile. At the time, he was about to eat. Hundreds of soldiers were lining up to receive his own food. The man was killing a deer with a weight of two to three hundred catties.

The soldiers held the meat with their bare hands. There were no knives and forks, no bowls to hold them, and no quilts to drink. If they were thirsty, they would grab a handful of chiffon and eat it.

Zhang Feng's arrival attracted everyone's attention. They all knew Hua Yao, they just graduated from here not long ago, and now they are back.

And there is another face.

This face is only for most of them, and a small part of them know Zhang Feng. They are silent, because they know that this person is related to Sharapova, and everyone knows that Sharapova likes Zhang Feng.

People who don't know Zhang Feng just wonder how Sharapova came with him.

Two Chinese people.

And Pukan is here to meet Zhang Feng, which is very grand.

It has been almost two years, and the annual trainees have changed their terms. They are Hua Yao, the ordinary person is indeed a tough guy.

It's just that the average figure is by Sharapova's side.

Pukan also shook hands and pulled him into the building, but he stopped.

"Mr. Pukan, I kind of miss your deer blood here, it's the best deer blood in the world!" Zhang Feng looked at an adult deer that was killing over there.

The deer in the training camp are self-raising, with thousands of heads, a fortune.

"Haha, it's easy to say, if you want to drink, then drink as much as you want, and keep it full!" Pukan said heartily.

But it is very irresponsible to say this, because the food supply here is very short, although there are many deer, but they are rationed every day, one more person to share will make one more starving, or it should be given to everyone The amount is less.

The meat cutting knife is the most accurate in the world. Three catties equals three catties, no more or less.

Zhang Feng walked over by himself, followed by Hua Yao and Sharapova, while Pukan was watching.

The food was requested by Zhang Feng himself, and everything here can only be obtained by his own efforts.

Pukan has always wanted Zhang Feng to be an instructor here. Last time he couldn't keep him, Pukan didn't give up, but he knew that Zhang Feng's ambition was not here, and he was not short of money. Should he use his daughter to keep him? The key is that Zhang Feng doesn't catch a cold to his daughter, and Pukan really can't think of any way to keep Zhang Feng.

So he seized every opportunity for Zhang Feng to act as an instructor.

Like this time!

There is a good show.

Zhang Feng said to the swordsman in English: "Brother, give me a bowl of deer blood!"

The bowl is a large bowl, which is exactly a small basin. A large bowl that can hold two open palms can hold five or six kilograms of water.

The swordsman is a sturdy man, in his forties, wearing a black spring vest, and the snow drifts off his body in the heat. One of his feet is not very handy. The swordsman is a man with a story. He is almost two here. Ten years.

He glanced at Zhang Feng, then at Pukan and Sharapova behind Zhang Feng in the distance, and took a long knife to kill the deer.

But at this moment, a strong man came over. He was dark skinned, nearly two meters tall, with a shoulder width of more than 1.5 meters, and his muscles were overwhelming. He was extremely strong. He was shirtless, and the snow drifted on his shoulders and disappeared immediately.

Bald head, small eyes, and temples protruding.

"Chernev, deer blood is mine, you can't give it to him!" said the bald head.

He spoke Russian, and Zhang Feng could barely understand it.

The swordsman was named Chernev, and he said: "He wants it too, then you beat him!"

Here, the people who distribute food have the right to speak, and give it to whoever loves it. Pukan does not ask. Of course, if he speaks with his strength, there are still rules. You can't mess up, and you can't mess around.

But now his decision has not violated the rules.

A large part of the rules is strength.

The bald head looked at Zhang Feng. He didn't know Zhang Feng. He was a new student this year, a man from Maple Leaf Country in North America.

"You, go back and drink milk!!" The bald cried loudly.

He is twice the size of Zhang Feng and also very tall. In front of him, Zhang Feng is a child.

"Haha..." The people in line behind laughed loudly.

Training is very boring, there is no other entertainment besides training, except fighting.

So they are very excited, not to mention that this kid has become a public enemy, because Sharapova is by his side, no matter what kind of person he is, or how rich he is, all of this doesn't work here.

"This is your reward, right?" Zhang Feng asked in English.

"Yes, it's mine!" said the bald head.

"What kind of outstanding performance?"

The bald head is very reluctant to say, he just wants to kill the predator now.

But the swordsman said: "You must answer his question!"

The swordsman knew Zhang Feng.