Rebirth of the National Male God

On the surface, he rushed to talk before Cheng Zhifei could speak, "Major Cheng, you can't listen to what one side says, why not listen to what people on my side have to say." After saying this, before Cheng Zhifei agreed, he shouted out Zhang Jianbin.

Zhang Jianbin told the story in detail, but compared to what the people at 013 said before, "We just chatted for a while", he gave the general content of what they called "talked for a while", saying When I arrived at Sihuang, I described it as "simply answered a few sentences".

Therefore, the men in the army can also play word games, especially good at playing word games with a serious expression and a correct attitude.

Zhao Qing said to Cheng Zhifei with a serious face: "Major Cheng, you heard it too, it's obvious that your soldiers were the first to provoke you with vicious words!"

What happened yesterday made Cheng Zhifei angry, and he was unwilling to make concessions on today's matter, otherwise how would the soldiers here think of him? Do you need deterrence!

"Major Zhao, you also said that things cannot be listened to by one party. How can you be sure that what he said is true? I have been quiet in 013 for so many years, why did you mess up when you came?"

Zhao Qing grimaced, "Major Cheng, do you think this is my fault?"

"I believe what I say." Cheng Zhifei said.

The two were at a stalemate, and neither would let the other. A deep voice came, "I want to fight so much, let them fight enough."

Zhao Qing and Cheng Zhifei immediately turned their heads and saw Qin Fan who did not know when to arrive.

"Chief Qin, why are you here?" Cheng Zhifei's heart skipped a beat, and he greeted him.

Qin Fan stood at the door of the cafeteria and nodded to him, and then continued what he said just now, "Today, I went to the swamp with a long-distance load for one-on-one training."

"People from 013 against Longying and Wolf Smoke, go to the playground to gather now."

Cheng Zhifei looked at Qin Fan's face, he couldn't see anything from his cold and expressionless face, he just felt a lot of pressure.

This order sounds okay, it's fair, and it can resolve mutual grievances. Cheng Zhifei thought, Chief Qin is notoriously unkind in special training, and does not favor any side. It seemed redundant to worry that he would vent his anger before.

Zhao Qing's face remained calm, but his thoughts had already turned in a big circle, and he felt that Qin Fan was too kind to Si Huang, and his own brother didn't show such favoritism.

Those who come out of Yuan'an base don't know how fierce Sihuang's fighting is. Before the crown prince was defeated by him several times, and later he had an undefeated record against Xu Zixiu. If you fight him, you won't be tortured to no avail! ?

Except for the members of the 013 regiment, Wu Ming and the others all held back their expressions, not showing their thoughts like Zhao Qing.

They didn't think that Qin Fan was thinking of Si Huang alone, they thought he was secretly on their side, after all, there were several murderers on their side.

The crown prince and young master Si were all young and cruel, Xu Zixiu was still in their team in name, and so were the other four who came out of the White Prison. With the number of 013 regiments, it is enough to assign them one-on-one, so that they can't get their own people to fight their own people, so don't be too straightforward.

After Qin Fan finished speaking, he turned and left.

Zhao Qing and Cheng Zhifei led their teams to keep up.

"stand at attention!"

Several teams lined up one after another, carrying heavy loads on their backs and running behind the chief.

The two sides ran halfway, and the members of the 013 regiment realized that they had been tricked—what the hell! I was patronizing provocation just now, but I forgot to eat breakfast!

The people from Longying and Wolf Smoke were all well fed after Si Huang reminded them. Although it's not good to exercise more when you're full, it's much more comfortable than empty stomach, and they're used to this level of exercise.

The swamp is a piece of black mud, and just by looking at it, you can tell that the sticking force will be very strong if you step on it.

Zhao Qing and Cheng Zhifei were responsible for the pairing of the two sides, and they fought one-on-one wrestling according to Qin Fan's request.

The personnel were quickly assigned, and everyone went down to the swamp.

When Sihuang stepped on it, the shoe sank in, covering her upper.

She could already imagine how sour the smell in the dormitory would be tonight.

Although I know that even if there is no 013 regiment, they will still come here for training, but someone took the initiative to approach her to seek abuse, and Si Huang didn't mind venting this unhappiness.

As soon as Zhao Qing started talking, the men roared.

They are angry with each other, and they are not part of their own group, so they don't need to be particular about their strikes.

In front of Sihuang was a black-skinned soldier he didn't know. He looked ordinary and nothing special, but he shot quickly and wrestled in a serious way.

Si Huang didn't wait for his hand to catch his shoulder, bent over and swayed to the side of the place, bumped his shoulder to Brother Bing, and tripped him with his foot.

boom!

Brother Bing fell straight into the mud. Because of his surprised expression, he fell down and swallowed a mouthful of dirty mud.

"Pfft!" Brother Heipibing reached out and grabbed Sihuang's calf unexpectedly before he got up.

If he wins this time, it is estimated that Si Huang will also try the feeling of mud bathing.

Sihuang raised her foot to step on brother Bing's hand, and then kicked him in the chest.

After all, she is in the army, unless she is pissed off, Sihuang has always acted with discretion. Pain returns to pain, but it will not hurt the root and leave sequelae to the other party.

"Pfft——" This time, Brother Heipi Bing spit out not only mud but also blood, and his round eyes were full of pain.

Si Huang knew that he would not be able to stand up for a while, so he raised his hand to remind himself that there was something wrong here.

Zhao Qing walked over and saw the situation of the 013 regiment soldier. He felt dark for a while, and then clicked Sihuang's ferocious personality, but his face was calm and severe, and said to Sihuang: "What's the matter with you? Practice, what a heavy hand!"

After hearing this, Cheng Zhifei, who came with him, couldn't speak out if he was dissatisfied, and waited for Zhao Qing to figure out the result.

Si Huang was surprised and said: "Return to the officer, I have already kept my hand!"

The corners of Zhao Qing's eyes twitched slightly, he was not a match for this one at all, seeing how vivid this expression was, he would just hold back his serious face.

"What happened to that man?"

Si Huang sighed indistinctly, "I didn't know he was so impatient."

"Didn't it be intentional?" Zhao Qing saw that Cheng Zhifei was about to speak, so he hurriedly asked again.

Si Huang looked serious, "Sir, you know it. If I hit hard, half of his life would be gone."

"Understood." Zhao Qing believed her words, turned his head and complained to Cheng Zhifei: "Major Cheng, his fighting skills are taught by Chief Qin himself, and he is personally accompanied by him, so it is always not important to strike, I am a dragon The people in Ying also suffered a lot from this. But it is a very rare opportunity to fight against Chief Qin’s students. As long as the skills are better, if you can persist in his hands for a longer time, you will definitely gain a lot.”