Special Sabre

Chapter 12: Snow wolf invite

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"Woo..."

The wolf king not far away saw his wolves timidly and did not dare to attack, and issued the command again. Jiang Minghao coldly looked at the howling wolf king, with a fierce light in his eyes, just like when death reaps lives. The ultimatum.

He walked slowly in front of Jiang Jianguo, without any extra action, let alone any language, gently stuffing the military stab in his hand into the opponent's hand, and his whole body suddenly accelerated, like a bullet from the chamber, with a trace of afterimages, towards him. The wolf king shot away.

Jiang Jianguo noticed that before running, he stepped on the neck of the wolf he had just killed with one foot and held the stuck military thorn in one hand. With the perfect coordination of speed and strength, he instantly pulled out the wolf he had just stuck in. The army thorn in the wolf skull, held it straight in his hand, rushed towards the wolf king.

All the wolves stopped fighting. Although they were beasts, they also had fear. The courage that had just been rushed had already been trampled by Jiang Minghao. They could only quietly watch the battle between their leader and the murderous god in front of them, expecting Regain courage from the leader.

"Okay, good job, Ahao, attack, attack, and attack again. The soldier's bounden duty is to attack. This is your bounden duty that you can't evade in your life." Jiang Jianguo stood up with pain, guarding against the wolves, while giving Jiang Minghao cheered up.

When the wolf king saw Jiang Minghao rushing towards him, he didn't retreat but moved forward. He stretched out his paws and swooped towards Jiang Minghao’s head. Jiang Minghao’s galloping body instantly bends back and can easily escape. , The wolf king’s claws left a deep claw mark on his face, and his military thorns lightly slashed across the wolf king’s belly, one wolf and one person, up and down, moving in the wrong direction of their respective runs.

The Wolf King couldn't make a hit, but was scratched. Angrily rubbed his front paws on the ground, preparing to attack again. Jiang Minghao stopped and turned around, arched his body slightly, relaxed his muscles, and lifted the army stab in his right hand. Pointing straight at the Wolf King, with his left hand on his chest, ready to attack again, a trace of hot blood spread from the wound on his face, running down his cheeks, burning his fighting spirit, at this time he is the Hell King of Hell.

"Kill..."

Jiang Minghao screamed wildly, and one wolf and one sprinted towards each other again. Just as the wolf king threw off the ground and rushed towards his prey, Jiang Minghao knelt and leaned back, relying on the inertia of the sprint to slip past the wolf king. Just when his body reached the bottom of the wolf king's volley, Jiang Minghao clenched the army stab with both hands. It was a stab upwards, his knees were sharp, and he stood up abruptly and lifted the wolf king high.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhw

The wolf king whimpered a few times before he stopped moving. The wolf blood flowed down Jiang Minghao's arm, infecting him into a blood man, like a devil from hell, the fierce shot in his eyes, making him hungry The wolves also shrank with fear.

The remaining wolves saw their leader dying in the hands of this demon god, and they all roared and retreated step by step, slowly retreating.

In that battle, Jiang Jianguo’s right calf was ripped off a muscle by the wolf, and he lost his previous flexibility and mobility, but he was very happy and did not regret it, because he saw in the eyes of his grandson what he wanted to kill. Zhiqi, seeing the vicious aura he wanted to teach, a muscle, to replace the Jiang family with a real soldier, and to give his grandson an extra chance to save his life on the battlefield in the future, it was worth it.

In Jiang Minghao’s ward, there was another captain who was 180 centimeters tall and seemed to be in his thirties and followed Long Zhiwen into the room. His face was expressionless, like a poker card with a stern face, although loose. The camouflage uniform covers the muscles of the body, but Jiang Minghao can still see the invisible explosive power hidden under the clothes from him.

At the moment he entered the door, he was like a venomous snake curled up, not only ensuring his own safety, but also ready to attack the enemy at any time.

His eyes looked at every corner of the room like a scanner, and then he walked straight to a corner. Not only was this corner leaning against the door, but everything in the room was unobstructed. A pistol was pinned to his waist, and his right hand was with the gun. The distance is always kept within five centimeters. If there is any change in this room, he will not hesitate to draw a gun to eliminate the threat, even if someone breaks in, he can block the enemy out of the door for the first time.

Master, this is Jiang Minghao’s first reaction. He once heard from his grandfather that a real soldier always maintains a high degree of vigilance no matter when and where, and can enter the offensive and defensive state at any time. They are born to fight. The raw meat grinder.

"Lao Long, I like the look in this kid's eyes." The poker face looked at Jiang Minghao and said blankly.

"Haha, old guard, I said you must like this kid." Long Zhiwen said with a smile: "Jiang Minghao, let me introduce you. This is the squadron Wei Junjie of the Snow Wolf Special Squadron. I recommend you to him. Now, when you recover, go directly to Snow Wolf to report."

Damn, it's like pushing away the uncle after finishing it? Don't give me a chance for fear of my revenge, right? I just won't leave, Jiang Minghao said coldly:

"Don't go."

Although there are only two words, the sound is like a mosquito, but it is like a thunder in nine days. Long Zhiwen and Wei Junjie, who are splitting, are outside and tender. Is this kid ignorant or mentally ill, anyway, they know that Jiang Minghao will not be afraid, otherwise How could it be because of Long Zhiwen's sentence that he was killing himself

The Snow Wolf Special Forces is one of the strongest armed forces since the founding of the Long Kingdom. It is second to none in terms of combat effectiveness and historical record. How many people have sharpened their heads and squeezed their heads into it. That is active duty. Soldiers are well known to be the pinnacle of their careers, but the recruiting standards for Snow Wolf are very demanding. Even if they are expanded from a small team to a squadron, their current staffing is still under-full, but they would rather be short of a squadron. Comparing with the combat power of a group army, you can imagine how powerful the snow wolf is and how high its status is!

"Boy, do you pretend to be stupid or don't know Snow Wolf?" Long Zhiwen's face sank instantly. After he finished the 28 kilometers, Long Zhiwen decided to let him enter Snow Wolf in advance and let him follow him. Jiang Yaoguo's pace, who would have thought that this kid would simply refuse his kindness.

"I know, the legendary special forces first-class" Jiang Minghao's answer was simple, "but I still don't want to go."

"Grass, your kid is playing big with Lao Tzu, right? Believe it or not Lao Tzu broke you."

Long Zhiwen's violent temper was once again fully revealed. Although he said that he had collapsed, but how willing he was, Jiang Minghao grasped this weakness and continued:

"Commander Long, I can see that you, my grandfather, and the dean are old comrades-in-arms, so you all want me to be a qualified professional soldier, but I know that I am not suitable, I am just a small *****The burden of the nation is too heavy, I can't carry it." Jiang Minghao paused and continued:

"I just want to end the service with peace of mind, then take off this military uniform and go home to serve my only relative."

"Then why do you want to enter the military academy, why do you want to be a soldier?" Long Zhiwen was already flushed with anger, panting heavily.

"Why? Because of my grandfather, because I am Jiang Jianguo's grandson." Tears flickered in Jiang Minghao's eyes, as if Long Zhiwen's words hurt his heart.

Since he was six years old, he has been called an orphan, a child without a father or a mother. Every time someone says this, he beats others, and everyone dare not say any more. His actual combat experience is also based on Learned from these experiences.

That’s why he hates the profession of military personnel, because this profession makes him an orphan without a father or mother, but he has to wear this uniform because this is what grandpa wants to see. He only has such a dependent grandpa, so he Enduring the hatred in his heart, wearing this green uniform, but the temperament of the soldier can only infect his body, but not his heart full of resentment and loneliness.

"Then, for your grandfather, keep this soldier on."

Long Zhiwen slammed the door and left, leaving Wei Junjie alone in the ward. Jiang Minghao saw a stiff smile on his poker face, stiffly stiff, and then followed Long Zhiwen out of the ward.

Jiang Minghao looked at the pale ceiling. Perhaps his mood was paler than this ceiling, right? He doesn't regret his decision. For so many years, countless training, countless injuries, he can endure, but he can't endure the harm that the military profession brings to him.

At the stairway at the end of the aisle, Long Zhiwen was smoking a cigarette. He had seen stubborn people, but he had never seen such stubborn ones. It was Snow Wolf, the dream paradise for soldiers throughout their lives. Now this door makes an exception towards him. Open it, it is really blue smoke from the ancestral grave. If other people would have been crying with joy, this kid would refuse with a word.

"Lao Long, he is not yet in time." Wei Junjie walked over in silence and said.

"Old Wei, it's okay. I'll do his ideological work. I will definitely let him bow his head." Long Zhiwen still didn't want to give up. Whether it was for the hero of the English island or his old squad leader, he would definitely convince Jiang Minghao.

"······"

Wei Junjie did not speak, but shook his head faintly, took out a cigarette on his own, and smoked it silently, which made Long Zhiwen anxious.

"What? Just because of this kid's words, you Snow Wolf don't want him? He's only twenty-two, he's still a child, and he said some childish things. You Snow Wolf wouldn't be so fucking stingy, right?"

"No, Lao Long, you don't understand..."

"Why don't I understand?" Long Zhiwen rushed: "I know that you Xuelang are so powerful, so I recommend him to you. You Xuelang must be so damn stingy, because you give up if you are so angry. Such a good seedling, I have nothing to say, then I will recommend him to other troops..."