C321 Inadequate?
C321 Inadequate?
Ning Lo frowned. He turned around and saw that the canteen was at the center of the line. A group of people were surrounding them and the two people in the middle were already fighting with their fists and feet facing each other.
His head still dared to brazenly fight?
Ning Lo was very clear that the soldiers in the army were at the age where they were full of vigor and spirit, and they couldn't accept each other. Fighting happened often, especially when they just joined the army.
But these years, for reasons of strict management, there are few such brazen cases.
Even if there were people who didn't like each other, they would still fight during the training. At most, they would just act a little more ruthlessly.
Today's situation had broadened his horizons.
Ning Lo didn't notice that Chung Juemin, who was sitting across the table, had a gloomy expression.
This was not a big fight, not a small one.
However, if word were to spread outside the battle zone, that would be a completely different matter.
People would only say that the management of the Jiang City Battlefield was not proper, and the soldiers below would only fight internally, which would mean that they would become thin once they left.
The first to lose face was him, the commander in chief.
"This bunch of brats, are they really full after eating so much!?"
Ye Canglan also cursed loudly.
"Little Wang, go and stop them. Bring the people here."
"Yes!" "Commander."
"Wait."
Just as the guard was about to shout to stop him, Ning Lo shouted.
"Ning Lo?"
"I'll go take a look."
Ning Lo became interested when he saw the two of them fighting through the crowd. He waved his hand to get rid of the guard and then walked over.
"Fuck you, Nalan Hu! You bastard! Just hit me! Who told you to take advantage of me?!" I won't beat you to death! "
"Hello!" "The one poking at my eyes is a claw."
In the arena, the two cursed as they fell to the ground. Their previous moves had already evolved into the most primitive form of human combat techniques.
Both of them were on the same side, and neither of them wanted to let the other go.
As if they had been holding their breath for a long time, the soldiers who had just finished their meal were now in high spirits, standing around and shouting for the two of them to continue their work, forgetting about having a meal.
"Stop right there!" "What are you guys doing? You dare to fight in the military, do you not want to be a soldier?"
With a sudden shout, the crowd was pushed aside. A burly man with a cold expression walked in.
"Instructor Sun."
"Instructor Sun."
The moment the burly Instructor Sun appeared, there was a burst of commotion.
All the onlookers scattered like birds and beasts.
The two people who were fighting inside hurriedly stood up as well, and stood there, their clothes all messed up.
"Why fight?"
"Nalan Hu, that bastard, said bad things about the instructor. I was angry at him for not being able to argue for a while, but in the end, they started to fight. He was the one who started it."
One of them pointed at a slim young warrior and complained.
"Nalan Hu, did you say something bad about me?"
Instructor Sun asked with a sunken expression.
"I'm just speaking the truth. I'm not saying bad things."
"What did you say?"
"He said …"
"I didn't tell you to say it!"
Instructor Sun glared fiercely at the person beside him.
The latter kept quiet for a moment and shut her mouth.
"Speak!"
"I'm just saying that last year's military contest between you, Instructor Sun, and all of you reached the bottom again. You're a bit weak, so I didn't say anything else."
"Is that really all?"
"Also..."
"What?"
"We, the Jiang City, are fighting for the number one spot. "In my dreams."
"You, you can! Nalan Hu, it isn't wrong that I get to be the last, but even if I am to be the last, I will still be the last in the entire Dragon Country, and I will still be stronger than all of you. "
"Fighting in the military is a taboo. I don't care about your excuses. Each person will run fifty kilometers on a heavy load, and then go get two days of confinement. "
With a cold expression, Instructor Sun scolded him.
"Wait."
"Who are you?"
Instructor Sun had actually discovered Ning Lo's existence a long time ago.
Everyone had dispersed except for him.
As the latter spoke, he frowned.
"Who am I? I'll be your future instructor, and also his instructor. "
He pointed at Nalan Hu.
"You're called Nalan Hu?"
"Yes."
"Are you from Nanyue?"
"Yes."
Nalan Hu nodded again.
"Have you practiced the Wing of the Spring?"
"How do you know?"
"I saw it just now. I'm very curious, why didn't you make a move when Wu Chun was fighting me in close proximity? You clearly had a lot of opportunities to directly put him down just now."
Ning Lo continued to ask after explaining.
"He is my comrade. "Father said, 'Wu Chun won't hurt his own people.'"
"And I'm afraid of injuring Zhou Xing, so I can't be a soldier anymore. I promised my father that I would show off in the army."
Nalan Hu straightened his back and said.
"Humph!" You even know how to embarrass yourself! What have you been doing? "
"And you, who exactly are you?"
After harshly berating Nalan Hu, Instructor Sun turned to Ning Lo and continued questioning him.
He was a dignified vice captain of Special Forces Brigade, since when did he have an instructor?
"Like I said, I'm your instructor. It's the truth. "Well, if you don't believe it, ask them."
With that, Ning Lo pointed at Chung Juemin and Ye Canglan, who were still sitting behind him.
Only at this time did Suen Shaoyang turn his head and look. When he saw Chung Juemin and Ye Canglan, his heart skipped a beat.
"Let's go, you and Nalan Hu should come over." As for you, run 50 km according to your instructor, and get 2 days of closed-door training. Even though we are comrade-in-arms, we are brothers that have shared life and death with each other.
Ning Lo turned around and walked back after glaring at Zhou Xing.
Suen Shaoyang and Nalan Hu did not know Ning Lo's identity. However, even though they were the bosses in the distance, they did not dare to say anything and could only follow behind with their heads lowered.
"Hello, sir!" "Hello, Old General Ye."
"Greetings, Chief! Greetings, Old General Ye!"
Swish, bang!
The two straightened their bodies and saluted directly.
"Put it down, why are you fighting?"
Chung Juemin asked the two of them as he gestured for them to put down their arms.
After that, Suen Shaoyang explained the whole situation, including the appearance of Ning Lo, and also told them about his instructor.
"You didn't mishear me. Ning is indeed your Special Forces Brigade's instructor from now on."
"Him? No, Chief, isn't this a little childish? How does he look like an instructor? "
Suen Shaoyang couldn't believe his ears, the chief actually admitted it himself.
"Then what do you think the instructor should be like, to be as tall and as big as you? Then according to your last batch, won't the southerners of Dragon Country not be soldiers? "
Chung Juemin said in annoyance.
"Chief, I don't mean that. He's not strong enough to teach us. You also know that all the people in the Special Forces Brigade are thorny, and only recognize their strength and not their experience. "
"Chief, if I didn't say so, even if you were to force him in, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to suppress those people."
Suen Shaoyang turned his head around with a dissatisfied look on his face.
"Not strong enough?"
Chung Juemin and Ye Canglan's faces showed signs of interest.
"Yes!" Chief, I know that the results of the military region competition these few years have worried you. Rest assured, next year we will definitely not let you down.
"Seize a good place?" Is it mouth? "
"F * ck …" What did you say? Say that again! "
Ning Lo's sudden words instantly ignited Suen Shaoyang's anger.
His tiger-like eyes glared at Ning Lo, wanting to eat him up.
"Am I not clear enough? I'm afraid you were talking about what you said a few years ago? "
"Every year, it's always said that the last place every year has never been said to be because his strength was lacking?"
Ning Lo, who sat down, gulped a mouthful of porridge and said with a smile.
"My strength is not enough, so I will definitely be stronger than you!" Brat, I do not care who you are. It is fine for you to insult me, but you absolutely cannot insult my Special Forces Brigade. "
"Go out to the training field. Let's have a spar. Sir, do you have any objections?"
"Hur hur, I have no objections."
Chung Juemin smiled indifferently. Although Ye Canglan had always said that Ning Lo was stronger than him, Chung Juemin still knew that Ning Lo was stronger.
However, he had never seen Ning Lo's strength.
Since he had the opportunity today, he naturally wanted to take a look as well.
"Ning, it seems that if you don't show your skills today, you won't be able to suppress Little Sun and the others."
"Alright then, it's really troublesome."
"There's no need for the training grounds. Let's just stay in the cafeteria."
Ning Lo sighed and then put the breakfast on the table aside.
"Just make the first move and use your greatest strength to smash the table. How about it?"
The dining table was made of steel and extremely hard. Normal people would not be able to destroy it.
"I'm sparring with you, yet you want me to slap the table?"
Suen Shaoyang thought he heard wrong.
"What, you don't dare?"
"Why would I not dare?"
Seeing the provocative look in Ning Lo's eyes, Suen Shaoyang's anger suddenly flared up again.
"Then let's do it."
"Alright, let me do it. Chief, get out of the way so you don't get hurt. "
After calming himself down, Suen Shaoyang stood in front of the table and shouted. He raised his palm high and then slammed it down.
"Bam!"
There was a clap of thunder, and then the whole floor shook.
The table was made of stainless steel, and there was a faint imprint of a person's palm on it. Although it was very shallow, it was clear enough.
"It's your turn."
Suen Shaoyang glanced at Ning Lo provocatively and reminded him.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be stronger than you."
With a chuckle, Ning Lo's palm slowly extended towards the dining table. Then, under everyone's gaze, he lightly patted the table.
Crack *
The long stainless steel dining table was directly half-way down.
At the same time, a huge handprint that was a few centimeters deep appeared on the table where Ning Lo had lightly patted.
In an instant, other than Ye Canglan, everyone else, including Chung Juemin, drew in a breath of cold air. Their faces were filled with disbelief.
Especially Suen Shaoyang, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets as he stared at the palm print that seemed to have been pressed out using a template, and did not say anything for a long time.
Who would have thought that a somewhat skinny young man would have such a strong hand?
This palm really did hit the stainless steel table. If it hit someone's body …
He didn't dare to imagine.