Super Special Forces King

Zhang Feng hasn't tried it yet, but he can try it.

\"Can you get up and drink some water?\" Zhang Feng said.

\"Don't!\"

\"Ok!\"

Zhang Feng had no choice but to lie down quietly.

It was not until noon that Sarabova released Zhang Feng and got off him.

Zhang Feng had to drink water from bed.

Then go out to find something to eat.

\"Wait for me, I'm hungry too! \" Sarah Pova said she got dressed.

After a brief wash, he went out with Zhang Feng.

\"I thought you don't need to eat anymore?\" Zhang Feng asked.

Sarapova wondered: "Of course I want to eat, I'm very hungry!"

\"Then go!\"

\"You feel weird!\" Sarabova wondered.

\"No!\" Zhang Feng said softly in her ear.

Now Sarapova understood, her face did not blush, but said: "Not enough!"

Zhang Feng dare not speak anymore.

Sometimes women get up, nothing can stop them.

Anyway, Zhang Feng can't control it now.

Imagine that Zhang Feng is very difficult for her. Is there anyone in this world who can live her?

It was already noon at this moment, and almost all of the students' poisons had been eliminated, and they were walking around in the training camp.

When they saw Zhang Feng walking inside, they all understood the training.

It turns out that what happened last night was the handwriting of the instructor, and only instructors have that kind of strength.

The instructor taught them a lesson, and they were convinced by the lesson.

\"Hello everyone!\" Zhang Feng greeted them.

All the students are Zhang Feng's students, because they haven't graduated from here yet, they will graduate in a few months.

One by one, the students saluted Zhang Feng, and then respectfully shouted: "Hello instructor!"

\"Don't don't, I'm not your instructor anymore, you have other instructors, I'm just an amateur!" Zhang Feng repeatedly waved his hand in denial.

\"You are the instructor of our Halberd of War training camp forever!\"

There is a familiar voice now.

Zhang Feng turned around and looked at Pukan in camouflage uniforms.

\"Mr. Pukan!\"

Zhang Feng still calls him that, and it sounds very good.

But Pukan didn't care about it, even if his daughter slept.

\"It’s nice to see you again, my instructor!\"

Pukan was so happy that he surprised everyone when he came and took everyone, including his daughter.

He opened his arms to hug Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng also extended his arms without being hypocritical.

Sarah was smiling at the back, and she felt very happy at this time.

The happiness I have never felt before.

This happiness was brought to her by Zhang Feng.

\"Mr. Pukan, haven't I already said it, I'm not an instructor now! \" Zhang Feng said.

\"Haha, really? I forgot, anyway, you will always be an instructor in our Halberd of War training camp.\" Pukan said.

This is a bit rascal, but Zhang Feng didn't refute it. He is not so hypocritical, not knowing what is good or bad. People are just showing the face.

\"Haha, Mr. Pukan, can there be more food to eat? Let me see if the chefs here have improved their cooking skills!\" Zhang Feng said.

Pukan smiled and said: \"Wait, my hair still smells bad, I washed it all morning after playing with it, it still smells bad, what do you want to do!\"

\"This~~~\"

Zhang Feng didn't expect Pukan to bring it up. Isn't he very face-saving?

Zhang Feng went on to say: \'Mr. Napukan, you have the final say, except let me continue to take them with them, everything else is fine! \"

These words were powerful, and they served two purposes with one stone. They cleverly responded to Pukan's words and made these students feel complacent and stimulated them.

\"There is a small matter that needs your help, of course it is not in a hurry!\" Pukan said.

This busyness is naturally the security problem of the training camp. Zhang Feng can come in, that means Zhang Feng knows these loopholes.

Zhang Feng can only help.

In fact, there is no need for Pukan to speak in person and Zhang Feng will do it, but Pukan is very worried. He still knows something about Zhang Feng. It is better to do more than less.

If Pukan misses this opportunity, it will be gone next time.

\"No problem!\" Zhang Feng said without even thinking about it.

Pukan personally took Zhang Feng to the kitchen.

At this time lunch has passed, several chefs are resting, and they will prepare dinner an hour later.

When Zhang Feng arrived here, he looked and looked again, and he always felt that there was something lacking.

\"Mr. Pukan, do you like Chinese food?\" Zhang Feng asked.

\"Yes, no one in the world does not like Chinese food, but no one here can cook Chinese food!\" Pukan said.

There are dozens of Chinese people, but they don't come here to cook, but to train here, so naturally they won't come to the back kitchen.

Zhang Feng said: "How about recruiting three or four people to cook Chinese food? Sarapova likes Chinese food very much! Mr. Pukan, you know the importance of food to fighters and can determine their combat effectiveness!"

\"You are right, then hire a few people, can you help me with this small favor?\"

Pukan said.

This is very popular. When Zhang Feng asked if he likes Chinese food, Pukan guessed that the question is not that simple.

People who want to know Chinese food come here? Who else besides Huaxia?

He guessed Zhang Feng's mind at once, and naturally he wanted to follow the shot.

This is the benefit of talking to smart people.

\"This is fine. I know a few chefs who know Chinese food, and they all cook big pot rice, but ~~~\" Zhang Feng said again.

Pukan felt a little bit in his heart, shouldn't he make any more demands, it can't be too much, it's me Pukan who has the final say.

I felt a little unhappy, but still said: "What is it?"

\'Let’s put it this way, if there is a war, our logistics staff should be behind. If the war is in a quagmire, there is no break, and our logistics is a weak point. If you are the enemy, you will break the situation and win the war. What? \"

Zhang Feng asked him back.

Pukan thought for a while, and was surprised, how could he not think of this? It seemed that this kid hadn't made a small calculation.

\"If it were me, I would attack our logistics supplies, so that the soldiers could not eat, and within two days, our soldiers would be finished!\" Pukan said.

\"That's it, call all those chefs!\" Zhang Feng said.

A few chefs arrived soon. They were fat and greasy. They knew at first glance that they had no fighting power and couldn't escape.

Zhang Feng said again: "Mr. Pukan, do you say that they can withstand you as a surprise soldier?"

Pukan was asked and fell down, unable to tell, he waved his hand and said angrily: "Fuck off!"

Several chefs walked away dingy and didn't know what was going on. The commander's temper was bad, and it would be the best ending to call off.

\"Then what do you say, my instructor!\" Pukan likes to call Zhang Feng that way.

Zhang Feng said: \'Let them have combat effectiveness, let them train! \"