Special Forces: I, Private! Destroy the Wolf Fang at the beginning

"Ugh--"

The next second, the students began to retch.

It looks like it!

It looks too much like it!

It's no different from the tofu pudding they had in the morning!

So, on the execution ground of the prison, a group of recruits were lying or squatting and vomiting desperately.

Except for Chen Fan and He Chenguang, the others almost vomited bile.

Goutou Laogao looked at the people who were vomiting violently, and his face was very proud.

But when he saw Chen Fan and Hechengguan, who were expressionless, a sense of frustration suddenly emerged from his heart.

These two people are really perverted!

They can be indifferent to such a scene!

"Chen Fan, He Chenguang, don't you think the scene just now is a bit familiar?"

Goutou Laogao was a little unwilling to stimulate with words.

"Chief, are you talking about the tofu pudding we had in the morning?"

Chen Fan smiled at Goutou Laogao and replied, "I think the tofu pudding in the morning is still a little lacking in taste, although it is also white like brain matter."

"But the tofu pudding lacks a little red, if it is paired with a little strawberry jam, rose jam or something like that, it will be like that."

"The red strawberry jam mixed with the white and tender Q-elastic tofu pudding, that picture, that taste, just thinking about it makes me feel delicious."

As Chen Fan spoke, there was even a hint of aftertaste on his face.

Listening to his vivid description, Goutou Laogao unconsciously imagined that picture.

I suddenly felt a churning in my stomach, and my face turned a little pale.

"Chief, are we going to have tofu pudding tomorrow morning? I didn't have enough this morning."

"If we still have it tomorrow, can you help me get a can of strawberry jam?"

Seeing this, Chen Fan continued to stimulate.

"Ugh... Chen, Chen Fan, stop, stop talking, ugh..."

Originally, Chen Fan was still expecting Goutou Laogao to vomit, but he didn't expect that He Chenguang would vomit first.

He held Chen Fan's arm, vomiting, and trying to stop him.

Chen Fan had to give up.

"I have something to do with President Wen, you stay here."

Goutou Laogao said this with a pale face, and then left in a hurry.

Seeing his suffocating look, Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Want to mess with me?

No way!

After about ten minutes, many students finally stabilized.

After watching today's show, Goutou Laogao took them on the return journey.

The sound of vomiting one after another sounded all the way, and some people even vomited bile.

Everyone looked like they were dying, and even Goutou Laogao's face was extremely ugly.

Chen Fan could see that he was trying his best to endure the discomfort in his stomach at this time.

This old fox is still holding on until now.

Since you are so proud, I will make you look bad today.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan shouted with a wicked smile.

"Instructor Gao! The tofu pudding this morning was so delicious! Can we have tofu pudding tomorrow?"

When the dog-headed old Gao who was sitting in the front heard Chen Fan's words, his face suddenly turned pale.

The other students vomited more and more, and at the same time collectively accused Chen Fan.

"Ugh... Chen Fan, go to your grandmother... Ugh... Don't, don't say those three words!"

"I, I don't want to eat that thing again in my life!"

...

"Which three words? Tofu pudding?"

Chen Fan pretended not to understand and said.

"Ugh..."

Finally, the dog-headed old Gao in the front couldn't help it and vomited with a wow.

"Chen Fan!"

While vomiting, he shouted Chen Fan's name fiercely.

"Damn, instructor Gao vomited too? Ugh..."

Seeing that the dog-headed old Gao also started to vomit, many students finally felt a little more balanced.

Chen Fan's mouth corners were wildly raised, almost laughing out loud.

When they returned to the camp, everyone in the car except Chen Fan had vomited to the point of exhaustion.

Zhuang Yan, who was invited to greet them, was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

"Captain! Are you okay?"

Zhuang Yan looked at the dog-headed Lao Gao, whose legs were shaking when he walked.

"It's okay! Zhuang Yan, it seems that we have to implement that plan."

Dog-headed Lao Gao wiped his mouth with a tissue, stared at Chen Fan not far away with deep eyes, and said coldly.

"Are you sure? But that plan..."

Zhuang Yan was shocked, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Do you think that according to our current training plan, it will really work for that kid?"

Dog-headed Lao Gao narrowed his eyes and said.

Zhuang Yan also noticed Chen Fan, who looked calm, and his brows twisted into a knot.

"We'll discuss this matter in the evening. If it doesn't work, we'll have to implement it."

"Take these bastards to dinner. I don't have much appetite."

Goutou Laogao patted Zhuang Yan's shoulder and then went back to his dormitory.

Looking at the people who were exhausted from vomiting, Zhuang Yan sighed helplessly.

With such a ghost look, what's the point of eating dinner?

Sure enough, except for Chen Fan who ate heartily, no one else ate a grain of rice.

After dinner, Goutou Laogao, who had recovered, called Chen Fan to his office.

"I have transferred the 300 million you handed in to the headquarters, and the headquarters has also learned about your performance today."

"Add the Jinyu Duanxu Plaster recipe you provided for free before, after discussion at the headquarters."

"It has been decided to award you 100,000 yuan as a reward. Do you have any objection?"

Gou Tou Lao Gao looked at Chen Fan and asked.

300 million for 100,000 yuan, such a big gap, I'm afraid anyone would have an objection, right?

What's more, the prescription is priceless, even Gou Tou Lao Gao himself thinks that 100,000 is too little.

But the army has its own rules, and 100,000 is the maximum amount that can be rewarded.

Under normal circumstances, the army will not give monetary rewards.

The main reason is that Chen Fan's contribution this time is too much, and they have to make some compensation.

"I have an objection." Chen Fan said lightly.

Gou Tou Lao Gao: "..."

Isn't this kid too direct?

Even if I can understand your feelings, can't you say it more tactfully?

"How about this, in addition to the 100,000 yuan reward from the headquarters, we Langya will give you another 200,000 yuan."

"Don't think it's too little. Although the higher-ups allocate a lot of funds to us every year, there is not much left after various expenses."

"200,000 is the maximum amount we can take out. Do you think it's okay?"

Gou Tou Lao Gao said helplessly.

"If I remember correctly, the higher-ups will allocate at least 100 million yuan to you every year, right? As for living so miserably?"

Chen Fan asked with some surprise.

"Hey, do you really think 100 million is a lot?"

"Every year, the maintenance of weapons and equipment, the replacement of old equipment, and the resources used in various training exercises, which one doesn't burn money?"

Gou Tou Lao Gao sighed, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

"Okay, 100 million is indeed not much if you calculate it this way."

Chen Fan said.