My liver skills in the military camp

Seeing Ye Fei not eating, Nie Haifeng laughed and cursed.

"You brat, when were you scared?"

"Hurry up and finish your meal. Let's talk about your business after finishing it."

Seeing the meaning in Nie Haifeng's words, he obviously planned to clean up after eating, Ye Fei was not polite and started to spin directly, and he would die like a satiated ghost.

The two squadron leaders here are holding plates and working in the canteen without their feet touching the floor.

Here, Ye Fei worked hard, destroying the food in front of him like a wind and a cloud.

Hey, don't tell me, it feels pretty good.

After the meal, Ye Fei cleaned up the canteen and wanted to sneak away and go back to the No. 2 Squadron dormitory. He was stopped by Qiu Jie who was smiling and escorted to the brigade headquarters.

As soon as he entered the door, Nie Haifeng was playing with a small bag of tea. When he saw Ye Fei coming in, he asked.

"You brat, can you make tea?"

Ye Fei shook his head honestly.

"Chief of Staff, I really don't know how to do this, but I can learn it."

Nie Haifeng glared and cursed.

"This tea is very expensive. How can I help a brat like you practice?"

Since returning from the national flag guard, Nie Haifeng's name for Ye Fei has changed from Xiaoye to brat, and he doesn't know what it means.

Seeing that Ye Fei didn't know how, Nie Haifeng took matters into his own hands and asked while the tea leaves were floating up and down in the pot.

"Xiao Qiu said, you seem to know some kung fu?"

Ye Fei nodded and explained.

"Chief of Staff, I really didn't want to fight. It was the recruit from the Fourth Squadron who started the fight."

"I'm still trying to break up the fight."

"Fart, you haven't done anything yet?"

"Xiao Qiu has told me that you are so shady that you would use it to steal peaches like a monkey."

Hearing this, Ye Fei looked at Qiu Jie with eyes full of resentment.

Why are you still making a small report! Are there any people who cheat on their apprentices like you?

Qiu Jie ignored him and looked around pretending to be fine.

Nie Haifeng changed the subject and laughed.

"However, your style suits me very well."

"A fight is a war. If you can't win, you'll be a shitty soldier."

"It doesn't matter what tricks you use, as long as you can win."

"Show me your skills. Don't fool me with monkeys stealing peaches or anything like that."

The space in the brigade headquarters was too small to perform the complete Bajiquan routine, so Ye Fei gave Nie Haifeng the eight killer moves of Bajiquan.

Nie Haifeng's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he praised.

"What a handsome man. Have you ever been in a martial arts school before?"

Ye Fei didn't even blink and just lied.

"Learned it from my father. When he was young, my father was a veteran of the Southwest War."

Upon hearing this, Nie Haifeng's face showed a look of nostalgia.

"Southwestern round battle? Then your father and I may still be comrades in arms. What is your father's name?"

"Ye Weihong."

After thinking hard for a moment, Nie Haifeng shook his head. There was no memory of this name in his mind.

But this is not important. What Nie Haifeng values ​​​​is Ye Fei's ability.

"Is your kung fu Bajiquan?"

Ye Fei nodded quickly.

"That's right, Chief of Staff, it's Bajiquan."

After pondering for a moment, Nie Haifeng asked.

"Is there any problem with you teaching this Kung Fu to others?"

"It doesn't have to be too sophisticated, just be able to make a routine."

"For the end-of-year assessment, the chief will come and give a performance to the chief. Do you feel confident?"

Nie Haifeng's move was mainly to deal with Zhao Qingquan.

He knew the nature of his old comrades all too well. Whenever there was an inspection from the headquarters, the first corps would have to recruit a few Kung Fu classes to perform. This thing was definitely not part of the assessment, it was mainly for showing style and gaining impression points.

The captain and the political commissar gave Nie Haifeng a fatal order. No matter what this year's assessment, he must be at the head of the first corps.

Since we are going to fight, this aspect cannot be left behind.

Nie Haifeng remembers two of the young sergeants from the Second Corps who knew kung fu. Both of them practiced the "Eighteen Black Dragon Hands" that has been banned from training, so they were unable to teach and perform.

Just when I was worried, Ye Fei came to my door.

The Bajiquan moves are fierce and violent, which is very in line with the temperament of a soldier and has high viewing value.

Ye Fei's brain was working rapidly and he spoke cautiously.

"Chief of Staff, there is no problem with teaching."

“How many people are you going to let me teach?”

Nie Haifeng took a sip of tea and spoke lightly.

"Just you three squadrons."

Hearing this, Ye Fei almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

This kind of thing is additional teaching content and cannot take up normal class time. You must use the rest time for additional practice.

Ye Fei is already busy right now, not counting daily training. He has to take care of the housekeeping of the second shift and various chores as a correspondent. He runs around the camp every day without his feet touching the ground and has much less rest time than others.

What's more important is that he himself is not included. Since he is a teacher, the other recruits of the third squadron cannot be idle. They can just practice with Ye Fei and that's it!

If they knew that their rest time was wiped out by Ye Fei in a fight, they might secretly point out how to stab Ye Fei in the spine!

Thinking of this, Ye Fei looked at Nie Haifeng with tears in his eyes, hoping that he could take back the order.

Seeing Ye Fei's appearance, Nie Haifeng was very unhappy and directly increased the pressure.

"What's wrong? Too little? Can't you show your ability?"

"You give me a month to teach everyone in Squadron 3, and then I'll go and see them."

"If the results are good, I will let you be the kung fu instructor of the entire brigade!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He had no joy at all in being an official and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Chief of Staff, no, a squadron is fine."

"How can I teach the entire brigade!"

Nie Haifeng ignored him, picked up the walkie-talkie, and spoke into the microphone.

"Wu Shiqi."

"receive!"

"I have assigned additional training tasks to the Third Squadron. I will inform you of the details when Ye Fei returns."

"yes!"

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Nie Haifeng waved his hand and directly issued an eviction order.

"Go away, go back and speak clearly to your captain. If there is any problem, ask him to come to me."

Ye Fei knew that he was lucky enough not to be tormented by Nie Haifeng during the fight. Seeing that Nie Haifeng had already given the order, Ye Fei did not dare to refute, so he said goodbye and left.

But before he could go out, he was stopped by Nie Haifeng.

"Come back and try my tea."

With that said, Nie Haifeng took matters into his own hands and poured Ye Fei a cup of tea.

Seeing this, Ye Fei was very frightened. He quickly stepped forward and took it with both hands, grinning because he was burned.

Nie Haifeng laughed and said something meaningful.

"Work hard, my little teacher."

No. 3 Squadron, study room.

As soon as Wu Shiqi put down the walkie-talkie, the study room was filled with monitors of each class and the recruits who were fighting today.

Wu Shiqi had already understood what had happened. It was simply because the recruit from the Fourth Squadron was mentally ill.

But Wu Shiqi had to deal with it. Fighting in the army was very bad behavior, let alone group fights.

It's just that this way of handling it made Wu Shiqi very difficult.

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