Super Special Forces King

"She is beautiful, I admit, but she's not interested!"

Zhang Feng’s words made Pukan very shameless, meaning that I, Zhang Feng, look down on your daughter, which shows that Zhang Feng’s vision is higher than the top.

But Pukan knew that his wife was not as pretty as her own daughter, and she was so small!

Pukan had no choice but to drink.

There are many places to drink in the training camp, and Pukan personally went to the wine cellar to get the wine, because the people below went there to help.

Pukan specifically found a place where no one came to drink.

"Mr. Pukan, Sharapova said that you called me here for a drink. Do you want to fight with me?" Zhang Feng said.

Pukan raised his brows, and he had an ominous premonition when he faced this person.

"I know you deliberately got on the ground a few hours ago, huh, don't think I don't know, this time I am going to win!" Pukan said firmly, presumably throwing Zhang Feng into the jar.

Pukan put a few bottles of wine on the table, all of which were high-quality wines, which were on fire.

During their Great Patriotic War, fire-burning wine bottles made great contributions. This thing is very simple and economical. Put a cloth strip on the mouth of the wine bottle and set it on fire when it is close to the enemy, and then throw it on. It is very effective against enemy armored vehicles, especially tanks.

They are located in the high-cold area, and they have alcohol at home. Almost everyone except the children and the elderly drink alcohol, and it is still the kind that can drink.

This came in handy during the war.

Now Pukan wants to use wine in exchange for his dignity.

"Yes, I will accompany you, but since it's a competition, it's a bit of a win!?"

The corner of Zhang Feng's mouth raised, and he looked at Pukan with a smile. He was holding back something bad, how could Pukan not see it?

This kid is very shrewd. He has never suffered. He has taken advantage of his daughter. Now he is heartbroken.

"Well, I want to have a lottery. My lottery is the same as before. If I lose, I will be an instructor here. As for how many years, I have the final say!"

How many years does he have the final say? Looking at Pukan's face, Zhang Feng cursed inwardly, old fox.

"Okay, then my color is the same as before. I want my people to come to you for training. As for how many sessions and how many people will come in each session, I have the final say!"

Before Zhang Feng won, he got a quota of 20 people in each issue. There was one issue every year. There were many issues, but he was ruthlessly cut by Pukan, and only two issues.

"This is not good, the requirements are too high!" Pukan immediately rejected it. He really wanted to rag Zhang Feng as an instructor here, but if he had too many people, the quality of the training camp would be diluted. Over time, he The training camp will no longer exist, and the gains outweigh the losses.

In Pukan's mind, he wouldn't do that.

Zhang Feng said: "Mr. Pukan, you can rest assured that the quota I mentioned will be controlled within the range that you think is reasonable, and it will not make it difficult for you, how?"

"This can be considered!"

Everyone’s smart people don’t overdo things, otherwise it’s not good for anyone.

"Mr. Pukan, now is not the time to consider. You have to decide. Could it be that you are afraid?" Zhang Feng smiled: "As everyone knows, you drink the most. No one can beat you!"

Putting a high hat on, Pukan would still think so much. Zhang Feng said that there is a lot of room for maneuver in the color head. How many people he brings and how many people he accepts is not his own decision.

It's not just that you can get in here, you must pass the assessment!

Of course, the assessment will not be aimed at Huaxia people. He is very fair. If you restrict the people brought by Zhang Feng, then the overall assessment threshold will be raised, depending on their good fortune.

If he wins Zhang Feng, he will be an instructor here, and he will be greatly relieved about the training camp, and the overall strength of the training camp will rise linearly.

Pukan's goal in creating this training camp is to train the most powerful fighters in the world. Over the years, he has almost fulfilled his wish. Every student who graduated from here can become a well-deserved king of soldiers.

But after getting to know Zhang Feng, he had a new wish, hoping that every student would be as good as Zhang Feng.

The status of the training camp in the world will be a godlike existence, irreplaceable.

"Haha, that is inevitable, come, let's drink!" Pukan took the glass and drank.

Zhang Feng is also welcome. Zhang Feng will drink as much as he drinks.

As soon as he came and went, Pukan drank all the wine he brought, and he simply went to carry a box.

Until Pukan vomited, he couldn't stand still and he went straight down.

At this moment, Zhang Feng is also choking. His stomach is full of spirits, and he is burning the gastric mucosa. Even if Zhang Feng's body genes are strong, he cannot withstand such toss.

He quickly went outside and put his fingers in his throat to move, and his stomach moved.

vomit……

When all the wine in his stomach came out, Zhang Feng felt much better.

He now needs to drink some warm water, and when there is no warm water, he grabbed a handful of snow and put it in his mouth.

While he was eating snow, he saw someone coming over. She was standing there, her face covered with tears, but her eyes filled with anger.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Feng was very embarrassed and said: "Sharapova, why are you here? Just now, your father and I were drinking, and he is already drunk!"

"Huh!" Sharapova turned and left.

Zhang Feng hurriedly called: "Sharapova, Sharapova..."

How could Sharapova care about him, crying, crying, she didn't believe that she was crying!

Cried for this nasty man.

At this time, Zhang Feng shook his head helplessly. He couldn't help but don't provoke him.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng remembered the escape route with her and Dai'er at that time. It was indeed a very good memory. He didn't know how Dai'er was now.

Zhang Feng went back and helped Pukan up and put him in a place to sleep, covered him with a quilt, and then came out and found Hua Yao.

They already knew the news that Zhang Feng was still alive, and went back to train one by one, and an instructor was in charge of them.

Hua Yao is also going to train. Today's training event is heavy-duty snow running.

"Go to train, don't think about it!" Zhang Feng said directly, making Hua Yao unable to say anything.

Hua Yao nodded and left. He carried dozens of kilograms on his back. The army boots could not reach the knees in the snow, and in some places they would not reach the chest. They had to run there within the specified time. Destination, and then back, if you miss a meal, you will starve.