Just as I was immersed in my past memories, Dr. Ling Wuer suddenly asked Ruina to follow her to the EEG room, and left me with a serious encouragement, "You can try to sit there and practice how to lift your legs and how to control your muscles, please cheer up."

When I came to my senses, I licked my mouth with some excitement. Since I had almost the same feeling as a normal person after taking the painkiller, I would definitely be able to return to the previous level of vitality after practicing more.

Raise, put, change one leg, lift, put it again.

I tried hard to lift my left leg up to a height of one foot from the ground, and then tried not to make any noise. I used my muscles to control the strength and slowly fell down. After doing the left leg, I switched to the right leg and repeated the same operation in turn. Because the leg muscles did not move independently for a long time, the strength of my legs was very thin. It took a lot of effort to lift and fall my legs. When I lifted and fell, my legs would be extremely sore and tremble violently. But I still gritted my teeth as if I "know that there was a tiger in the mountain, but I was walking towards the tiger mountain", rubbed my legs slightly, and straightened my waist, and then completed one group after another. I didn't realize that I had done nearly two hundred without realizing that I had done it slowly, and my ability to control my muscles was also increasing.

While I was practicing how to lift and fall my legs, Ling Wuer in the EEG room pointed to the brain structure diagram that he had taken me in the cover and the brain waves he analyzed, and spoke to Rena sadly and meaningfully: "Maybe some people will survive forever in the deepest part of others' memories." Rena stared at a corner of this structural diagram heavily.

When Ling Wuer returned to the operating room, he saw that I was still sweating profusely and gritted my teeth to train. He had reached the point where he could initially control his muscles. When he even walked towards me, I kicked his calf like a slut, using the right leg kick in the fighting move. Ling Wuer was not only not angry, but also finally showed a satisfied smile. I guess he was thinking: Although this kick just now could not cause any damage, his leg strength could be said to have reached another level, right?

So, I heard Ling Wuer say enthusiastically that I am an extremely successful example. The implanted electronic spine is helping me, and it is gradually becoming more and more integrated with my body. My muscle strength is growing rapidly as circles. Maybe it will take only a few weeks to successfully rehabilitate.

Life during this period will be very simple but difficult, and everyone has only one common goal: to watch and look forward to my recovery to the level of a normal combat soldier.

Dr. Ling Wu Er is responsible for personally supervising me to complete a series of rehabilitation training, including training of upper limb strength and lower limb strength, basic ability training such as walking and climbing, high-intensity running and jumping in the middle and late stages, coordination and explosive ability, physical endurance training, and some of the most basic simple tactical movements; the company commander and deputy company commander will be busy, not only have to plan company training but also have to devote themselves to training, and occasionally have to do some small tasks. After finishing the work, visit me, a "new reserve member" with a great chance of recovery; and the guards in the monitoring room will change a group of people every few hours, which is a good opportunity to get along with them. When I can successfully put on the uniform of the special first company, everyone will no longer think that I am a strange face.

One night six weeks later.

No matter how I was in that day or whether my body felt tired, I have been training for more than twelve hours every day over the past few weeks. No movement is lazy in the waters, and I don’t want to take a breath away secretly. Besides, the intensity of the training can be comparable to the Hell Week in the Special Forces. I only have one thought in my mind: to successfully recover my body, continue his dream of special forces, avenge my brothers who died on the border, find a female special forces soldier who is extremely loyal to the country, and guide myself to become the strongest soldier king. It is impossible to fall into the whereabouts of Zuo Yejing, who has become a traitor, in the future, and use a healthy body to meet netizens who care about me.

The soldiers of the Special Combined First Operations Company who were surveillance one after another were mostly taken step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step by hard work. They were so tired that they could not move but wiped off their sweat and insisted on getting up and sprinting. They rolled and crawled on the ground but did not give up moving forward. This perseverance and unscrupulous will also allow them to find their own shadow in me. They used to break many difficulties like me, so they were qualified to stand here, join the Special Combined First Operations Company, and become a mythical existence among disabled people.

Although they don’t have the time to say a few more words to this tenacious boy who only cares about training, they have already determined in their hearts that I will definitely bring glory to the special editor in the future. With his unyielding spirit alone, he is qualified to become an excellent member of the special editor!

"The tactics of crossing 15 meters in three seconds, the tactics of crossing 15 meters in three seconds, the tactics of crossing 15 meters in three seconds, the tactics of crossing 15 meters in three seconds, and the tactics of crossing 10 meters in three seconds, come to ten groups, we will end up with a rest today. You are doing a good job!"

In the middle of the small electronic training ground, I, wearing a special uniform with a number and military rank that had not been imprinted with blue electronics, stood in the most standard military posture after a tactical somersault. Looking at Ling Wuer who slowly pinched off the stopwatch, and the tall No. 66 special warrior holding an electronic digital blur-free camera, I showed a smug smile on my face, gave them a thumbs up, and then pretended to be respectful and walked to the No. 66 warrior, and his hippie smile was immediately revealed: "Brother Long, show me what you took!"

Long Rong put the electronic camera in front of me and pressed the playback and transmission buttons. My super technology smartphone suddenly heard a prompt. Long Rong poked his shoulder and asked jokingly: "Do you want to send it to your netizens to show off?"

"I recorded it myself and played with it. After all, I can't reveal too much. I told the netizens that they only use text. It's good that the netizens know that I have stood up, and they are all congratulating me!"

I opened the waf software with smugness, looking at the 99 message encouragement and a red heart of more than 500 words, my smile couldn't help but appear on my face. Then I opened the message one by one and began to enter the text seriously with my mind, and used my mind to control the red heart for these messages. These netizens were very kind, and most of the contents of the messages were "The wind is so great, I am proud of you", which made people feel warm as spring, and gave me more firm confidence to return to the level of the past.

When I opened the private message page, I clicked on the user named "Lin Moli". Seeing that she was also online, I told her about the training progress today, and that she recovered much better than yesterday. She had already successfully completed tactical actions. Lin Moli, who was handsome and cold paper avatar, still had a handsome tone. She had always seemed active and playful on the Internet and directly said, "Oh Oh Oh!! Good! It's worthy of you!" Such a straightforward celebration, I instantly felt encouraged, and answered her politely, "Thank you, Moli Jiang". The relationship between the two seemed to be one step closer, which is quite a good existence among netizens.

"Zhanzi, don't just talk about love with your netizens. If you can successfully pass the special physical fitness and written test tomorrow, then you may have an extra number on your chest and a more military rank on your neckline? Haha, but I don't think you can pass it?"

The fully armed Ren Woxing walked out from behind me with a smile. He was talking well, but suddenly he sighed with a pity and helpless expression. My eyes were shining with brilliance. I stared at the handsome laser sniper and the latest explosion-proof armor on him and swallowed my saliva. I wanted to return to the company immediately, pick up the weapon and stand at my own post. After all, as a sniper, I haven't touched my beloved laser sniper for more than a year, which is one of the difficult things.

"Thank you for your reminder, then I'll prepare more." Of course I knew he had no malice and also replied with a smile.

"Stay early and take more rest to nourish your brain? After all, with some people's IQ, I'm really worried that some people will forget to take painkillers tomorrow, and suddenly get angry while running, and roll on the ground in pain, which will kill people in front of others? I won't say much about who some people are."

Ren Woxing replied sarcastically, this made me want to take back my previous judgment in an instant. Why did he start to pant when he said he was fat?

"See you tomorrow."

I waved my hand casually and left with big steps, too lazy to pay attention to him. After all, it is one of Ren Woxing's unique reminder methods. There is nothing to worry about, and everyone says that it's enough to get used to it.
Chapter completed!