Wen Kaiqi's face turned red, and his eyes stared at the King of Hell, not hiding his anger at all.
If he hadn't considered that if he gave up now, it would affect the Army Aviation Brigade, he would have turned around and left without hesitation. What is the strongest force, the special forces among the special forces? Just by looking at this instructor, I know he is a bandit!
The man trained by the bandits is the king of soldiers? He is considered a bandit leader.
Wen Kaiqi said nothing and stood motionless.
The King of Hell seemed very patient, raising his chin slightly and hugging his shoulders!
Just when everyone was waiting for the King of Hell to speak again, the King of Hell, who had been very relaxed just now, suddenly tightened his body and bowed slightly, like a bow that was fully drawn!
It burst out with such speed that the expressions of the elites of the special forces present changed drastically!
Because it’s too fast!
Zhang Feng is the boss with his mouth wide open. It is completely unimaginable that the speed that can be exploded in a short distance can reach such a terrifying level.
"Damn it, is this still a human being?" Zhang Feng commented on the King of Hell!
Originally, he was already strong enough like Uncle Luo, and he didn't even make a single move using the smoke to sneak attack. Now that I see the King of Hell again... Zhang Feng can't imagine it.
The one who felt the deepest impression was Wen Kaiqi, because he was the number one target of the King of Hell.
The speed was so fast that he had no time to defend himself. He felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his body bent involuntarily. Then the bridge of his nose came into brief and intimate contact with a hard knee from the bottom up, and then he flew backwards.
"It hurts!" This was Wen Kaiqi's last thought before he fell into coma.
What he didn't know at this moment was that if the knee of the King of Hell hit his throat instead of the bridge of his nose, the result would not be coma, but death!
The scene became silent again, and even the way everyone looked at the King of Hell changed.
The soldiers who can make it here are the best from various special forces.
The thirst and desire for strength is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the King of Hell uses his actions to tell everyone what true strength is.
Chai Chong was the first to walk out of the team, tore off the epaulettes representing the troops and put them into the bag in the hand of the King of Hell.
He is single-minded and has only one goal when he joins the army, and that is to become a strong man. With his stubborn ideas, he joined the Sword Special Forces. Now that he saw the hope of becoming stronger, he would naturally hold on tightly.
King of soldiers! What a wonderful title. At this moment, they have not yet seen the meaning of these two wonderful titles.
One by one, the soldiers walked out, tore off their epaulettes and put them into the bag in the hand of the King of Hell.
The army is such a place with two principles: iron discipline and respect for the strong! Nothing else!
The King of Hell conquered these arrogant soldiers in the original army with strength that temporarily put all soldiers out of reach!
Zhang Feng's philosophy of life prevented him from taking the lead like Chai Chong. If he hadn't repeatedly provoked him today, he wouldn't even have a bet with him.
He has an ordinary height and an ordinary appearance. If you ignore the sly smile that flashes across his face from time to time, he will be ignored by everyone.
Mixed in the crowd, neither too early nor too late, he put the epaulette into the bag in the hand of the King of Hell.
If Zhang Feng were to see Uncle Luo at this moment, he would probably discipline him and scold him. If nothing else, just from the instructor Yama in front of you, you can tell that this Huangquan Road is not a place for leisure and health.
If he could no longer see that this was a selection, Zhang Feng could just buy a piece of noodles and hang himself.
All those who participated in the selection at the same time were soldiers from various special forces like Li Jian. Zhang Feng could not see any way that he was better than others.
If placed in society, everyone would starve to death, but Zhang Feng would be able to live a nourished life. But this is the army, and what is tested is professional military skills, not deception.
If Zhang Fengfeng had not been worried about knowing the news about his father, he would have left without hesitation.
Seeing the epaulette in his hand, the King of Hell raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said disdainfully: "I told you that you are all rubbish, do you admit it now?"
As he spoke, he walked over, tore off the unconscious Wen Kaiqi's epaulettes and put them in his pocket. Within two minutes, conscripts carried him away on a stretcher.
The King of Hell is naturally reluctant to let the geniuses of the Army Aviation Brigade leave like this. All he wants to do is to crush the pride of these proud men. Only in this way can they stand up again!
"I thought I saw a lot of excitement when I came over just now? It's interesting. Let the two sides of the battle come out on their own." The King of Hell said with a tepid smile, letting people see any thoughts from his face.
Zhang Feng's heart skipped a beat. He originally thought that Wen Kaiqi would make the king of hell forget about this incident, and he was still secretly rejoicing. He didn't expect it to be brought up so soon.
Chai Chong, who was standing in the front row, strode forward with his head held high and said loudly: "It's me who is reporting!"
The King of Hell nodded slightly, with an unsettling light in his narrowed eyes. He looked around and said, "If you can't clap your hands, is it Chai Chong who is singing a one-man show? If you are a man with a bird in his crotch, don't just do it." If you don’t do it right, you will be a coward!”
Zhang Feng knew that he could not escape this disaster, so he shouted loudly: "Report, Instructor Yama, it's me!"
After shouting, he patted the soldier standing like a wooden stake in front of him and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, I borrowed it!"
The buddy who was photographed by Zhang Feng was completely confused. Where did this guy come from? He doesn't look like a soldier at first sight, yet he borrowed it? Is this a train aisle or a vegetable market
Zhang Feng ignored his stunned expression, turned sideways, and squeezed out with a slight bow. He nodded and bowed to the King of Hell and said, "Instructor, the other person is me."
"Hmph! There are really all kinds of birds in the forest, and all kinds of goods are sent to me? I advise you to give up as soon as possible and get out! Otherwise, you will waste one of my death quotas!" The King of Hell said with a cold snort.
Facing the cynicism of the King of Hell, the flattering smile on Zhang Feng's face not only did not fade away, but became even stronger. Make people look down upon you.
Zhang Feng is not a second-generation rich man, a second-generation official, or even a hothouse flower who grew up in a well-off family. He is a hard-blooded soldier who has been trained in the army for several years.
He was just a man from the market who rummaged through trash cans and picked up rags to fill his stomach when he was young. In order to support himself and collect tuition fees, he had been deceived and deceived.
pride? That's for the living. Zhang Feng didn’t!
But Zhang Feng is more stubborn than anyone else in his heart. He would rather eat a steamed bun that is not much softer than a brick than eat the leftover hamburger brought by others.
The more you tell me to get out, the more I want to stay here. Even if I am disgusted, I will disgust you to death. This is Zhang Feng's stubbornness and this is his code of conduct. (To be continued)