Xiong Chen was holding a cigarette and looked like a soldier.
He jumped out of the car first, nodded and said hello to Wang Meng, and then looked around, "Okay, when did you tinker with it? It's interesting!"
"It seems that while I was helping you coax your child, you did a lot of trouble!"
While he was talking, a group of people jumped out of the truck.
Seeing Zhao Dong, everyone felt as if they were seeing the enemy who killed their father.
Some were cursing, while others were wide-eyed and gearing up, eager to take action immediately!
No wonder they were so angry. The reason why they signed up for this CS competition organized by Pan Yuan was because they wanted to get addicted to playing with guns.
Unexpectedly, he got on the pirate ship of Zhao Dong, a bastard.
He was dragged to a ravine in a truck.
In just half a month, life would be worse than death!
Don't tell me if your cell phone has no signal, especially that instructor bear, he is simply not a fucking human being!
Military posture and running with heavy loads are commonplace. If something goes wrong, it can range from being punched or kicked to being hungry.
A group of people are all young soldiers who have been pampered at home since they were young. At the beginning, there were a few thorns in the side, clamoring to quit and return to Tianzhou.
Xiong Chen didn't stop him, so he ran away three times that night. Before he could go two miles away, he was frightened back by the howling of wolves in the mountains!
After he came back, he was punished even more severely by Xiong Chen!
After that, no one dared to shout out and quit, and no one dared to cause trouble.
Now that they saw the rightful owner, their eyes were naturally turned blue with hatred!
Zhao Dong didn't mind at all and asked sarcastically, "Big Xiong, is this the result of your training? Isn't it good?"
Xiong Chen stepped forward with a cigarette and kicked them one by one, "Stand still for me, don't embarrass me!"
"Let me tell you, even if it's only for one day, you are still the soldiers brought out by me."
"From now on, whether you are standing or sitting, as long as you are in front of me, you should look like a fucking human being to me!"
Soon, the eight people quickly gathered into shape, with a unified formation, solemn eyes, and finally had some appearance.
Zhao Dong threw away the cigarette butts and stepped forward to take a look. They were all black and thin.
But not that thin, but lean!
Their eyes are no longer as soft as before, they are much more fierce, and they look like a soldier.
Zhao Dong nodded with satisfaction, especially when he came in front of Xue Yang, he froze slightly. His originally long hair had been cut short, and he looked quite heroic.
Looking around, Zhao Dong put his hands behind his back and said, "What, you want to hit me?"
No one answered.
Zhao Dong scolded: "I've been out practicing for a while, but I'm still too timid to practice. I ask you if you want to do it?"
Everyone said in unison: "Think!"
Zhao Dong clicked them one by one, "Okay, I know you guys are unhappy with me, and to be honest, I'm pretty unhappy with you too."
"A group of young soldiers, if you hadn't signed an agreement with Mr. Pan, I would have kicked you out of the Thor 2nd Team a long time ago."
"I know you want to take action, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"Are you going to fight one by one, or all eight of you together?"
"Better hurry up, I have a lot to do today!"
With naked contempt, the eight people looked at each other, then scattered, surrounding Zhao Dong in the middle.
One by one, they put on a good posture. Not to mention, they were quite imposing!
Affected by this aura, training in the distance also stopped.
Someone gathered around me.
Wang Meng asked worriedly, "Damn it, can one hit eight of them with Dong Zi?"