Xu Le lured through the sunglasses and looked at the people in front of him with a calm and calm expression.
Compared with these upper-class sons and buddies, he is just an orphan from Donglin. He was born in a poor family, and it is impossible for him to have a golden spoon or precious jade in his mouth. However... He has strong strength and hard bones. In his mind, the oldest and greatest old guy in human society has been entangled, even in the face of Li Pifu, the god of war admired by all people, he can stiffen his neck, stay calm, and show a sense of superiority in front of him? It's kind of a joke.
After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said to the people in front of him:
"Maybe many of you are still wondering why the Ministry of Defense sent you to Xilin. Actually, I am also very puzzled about this issue, because I don't know where to start training you. After a few years of refining in a high-temperature melting furnace, it will probably only turn into fragile and useless ceramic pieces, and it is impossible to turn into the steel material that the army really needs."
"The material itself determines your possibility. If you are a piece of shit, and you are scared to pee your pants by the bullets of the imperial people after you go to the front line, it will become a pool of thin shit, and it will stick to our seven. In the pants of the group, it would make me very uncomfortable and very angry."
In the S1 training base, Xu Le, who wears sunglasses, has played the role of a ruthless instructor many times. He is very familiar with this set. Those who are the real leaders of the federal army have all blushed under his mean humiliation. , The mood is angry and irritable, not to mention the group of old soldiers from the Seventeenth Division in front of him at this time, this group of sons and buddies who have never suffered such humiliation in their lives.
Shit, it’s still rare, and it’s impossible to make rubbish into steel. The soldiers listened to these extremely humiliating words, and listened to the mocking and bullying of the lieutenant colonel in front of the team whose face was mostly covered by sunglasses, and their expressions had already changed. It was extremely ugly, many people showed resentment in their eyes, and some people began to talk gloomily.
Xu Le ignored these obvious violations of discipline. He looked down at the list on the electronic notebook and said, "But since the Ministry of Defense has handed you over to me, and since Mr. President trusts me, I can only do something reluctantly. ."
"To tell you the truth, in ten days, we will be airborne to Planet 163 to carry out a very risky mission. Believe me, after this mission is completed, your chances of surviving are not high."
Except for the few powerful soldiers, most of the soldiers' faces changed drastically. If Xu Le's words earlier made them angry, then the task revealed at this moment made them feel endless fear.
Xu Le didn't lie. According to the analysis in Zou Yu's email, the federal government had to take some measures in order to silence those George Carlins and Qinglongshan who had begun to take advantage of the situation.
Whether it is because of his own anger or to appease the anger of the people, President Pabble, who was born as a civilian, must let these guys go to the real front line and accept the real test of blood and fire, and he... is the knife in the hands of President Pabble.
Recognizing this fact does not make Xu Le feel so heavy and annoyed. He has always admired and admired Pabur, the so-called "own president" in the mouth of Mr. Shi.
This Mr. President took him out of prison. Mr. President has been showing conduct and morals that are completely different from those of politicians. Mr. President is an alternative in the history of federal politics, and he deserves to be sincerely guarded by people like Xu Le. Alternative, so he is willing to work hard to complete the mission delivered by His Excellency the President.
As for the sons of these big figures in the Federation, if they want to live, they must change their attitude towards life. If they die, Xu Le believes that he will not have too many tears to shed.
He looked at the few powerful soldiers in the back of the crowd who did not hide their arrogance and arrogance, and frowned. These seventeenth division bodybuilders looked as cold as Du Shaoqing's soldiers, but they did not learn at all. The sense of discipline of Tie Qi Shi is really annoying.
"Yan Bingyan, Liu Qingsong..." He called out the names of those people and said, "You stay here, and the others start running in circles until I call to stop."
This was a half-disbanded order. The soldiers who were in shock, panic and anger at the moment, did not go for a run according to the order, but stared at Xu Le with fire-breathing eyes, as if they wanted to put his face on him. The pair of indifferent sunglasses melted.
"We're not going!" someone shouted.
Xi Peng said coldly, "We demand freedom of communication."
Another senator's son shouted angrily: "Why should we go to the front line? When will the garrison be able to fight in different places? You have to give us an explanation, or we will ask the Ministry of Defense to give us an explanation!"
From the symbol, when he thought of going to fight those beast-like imperial people, his face turned pale with fright. He pulled his hair in pain, completely ignorant of what was happening in front of him. He couldn't inform his father, family and girlfriend. Is this the way? Confused on the front lines
Under the influence of various emotions, the crowd became excited and protested loudly and angrily. They didn't mean to leave at all, but instead surrounded Xu Le and the seven groups of people. They can't be considered real federal soldiers. They suddenly found themselves facing a bloody battle. The desire to survive and the fear of being forgotten, plus the hatred for Xu Le's attitude, mixed together and became some kind of Exciting tide.
Magnolia glanced at Xu Le, and asked with her eyes whether she needed a snap. Xu Le shook his head, raised his sunglasses with his index finger, and walked towards the back of the crowd.
The old soldiers didn't go to run laps after they were disbanded, and the few strong soldiers named by him did not stay as ordered, but returned to the training equipment without discipline and presumptuous.
They began to show their muscle pimples again, spraying the smell of hormones in silent disdain, in silent demonstrations and protests.
The heavy training equipment kept colliding, making a dull metallic sound. The bodies of the strong men in tight vests were covered in sweat. They looked at Xu Le walking over, and had no intention of getting up. Among them, the second lieutenant officer named Yan Bingyan even more provocatively looked at Xu Le and smiled sarcastically, showing a mouth full of white teeth, not sunny, but fierce.
Yan Bingyan, the holder of several training records for the 17th Division in the past three years, the 10-kilometer cross-country running with a load is as easy as a walk. However, he was still able to easily show the sarcasm in his smile.
When these soldiers next to the training equipment heard that they were going to the front line, they were not panicking like those old soldiers, but were a little excited, but they were used to being undisciplined in Hong Kong. More importantly, they were caught by the drastic measures of the Ministry of National Defense. Feeling aggrieved and irritated by Xu Le's attitude, he behaved extraordinarily tough.
"I asked you to stay, not for you to practice these weight-bearing equipment." Xu Le looked at the guys beside the equipment and said, "Are you playful children? Or do you specialize in bodybuilding and then go to the ladies? The male prostitute? Otherwise, why can't you live without these things for a moment?"
With a muffled sound, Yan Bingyan got down from the instrument with a livid face, and the heavy weight iron slammed hard on the receiver. The steel handle, which was about the thickness of three fingers, was shaken up and down.
The rest of the strong men also got off the equipment and stood behind Yan Bingyan, looking coldly at Xu Le and the people behind him.
"Sir, I think you'd better take this sentence back." Yan Bingyan stared at him and said, "Of course I don't dare to threaten you, but the equipment used by the army is called a male prostitute by you, I think this is unacceptable to me. humiliation."
"Of course, you may not be good at these things." Yan Bingyan looked at him slightly sarcastically, "but I think no matter what army it is, the strong should always receive a certain respect."
"Very good, respect the strong, we have at least one consensus." Xu Le looked at him, and suddenly said, "Big Xiong, give your guy a try to this strong."
As a group of seven gunners, Xiong Linquan's incomparable strength can be ranked at the forefront even in the entire federal military. Hearing this sentence, Magnolia and the others immediately understood what the supervisor wanted to do, and the corners of their lips twitched slightly.
Xiong Linquan was the person who disliked Xu Le the most at first, but after getting along in the training base and after the graduation Japanese military exercise, he was the person who admired Xu Le the most. Minutes later, he brought up his favorite weapon.
The strong men next to the training equipment looked at the extremely heavy Darling revolving machine gun in Xiong Linquan's hands, and their faces suddenly became extremely ugly. In the federal military camp, there are not many fierce people who can single-handedly use the Darling revolving machine gun for mecha and fighter aircraft. In fact, every one of them can be said to be a legend, and this guy in front of him actually mentioned it so easily, could it be? This is really his standard weapon...
"Don't force it." Xiong Linquan carefully handed the heavy cannon in his hand to Yan Bingyan and said sincerely. Of course he wouldn't sympathize with whether the guy in front of him would snap his wrist bone, but he was just worried that the guy who looked a little tough would break the guy who was eating.
Yan Bingyan's face was a little ugly, but also a little dignified and stubborn. He took a deep breath, the muscle lines on his arm collapsed, and took the Darling cannon over.
Being able to lift the Dallin cannon with one hand shows that the ace soldier of the 17th Division really has extraordinary strength. However, his face is a little red, and his right shoulder is a little trembling. If he wants to use Dallin to shoot around on the battlefield , it is obvious that it cannot be done. From this point of view, it is much worse than Xiong Linquan.
Two seconds later, Xiong Linquan snatched the Darling Cannon over, shook his head and turned to leave.
Yan Bingyan's face was still flushed red. In addition to using too much force, he was more ashamed. However, he was not convinced, because in the military camp, it was not the strength that could conquer the world.
Xu Le didn't need to look at the expression on the strong man's face, he knew what he was thinking, he reached out to Magnolia and said, "Give me the clothes."
Magnolia took off her military uniform without hesitation.
Xu Le walked to the weight-bearing training apparatus previously trained by Yan Bingyan, and carefully rolled Magnolia's military uniform on the pure steel armrest.
He glanced at the peak load value displayed above, and knew that Yan Bingyan had left it, so he was silent.
Everyone in the room thought he was going to show his strength. The men in the seventh group began to shrug, but Yan Bingyan and the people behind him showed suspicious expressions on their faces. They always felt that the lieutenant colonel was too young. , However, looking at that body, it is impossible to have such great strength.
To everyone's surprise, after a moment of silence, Xu Le did not sit on the equipment, but took a deep breath and slashed down on the steel handrail.