Yamamoto Masaichi's body trembled in pain. He pulled back the quilt, stood up suddenly, and stared at He Zhenzhong sinisterly, "Baga."
"Now, immediately, stand still." He Zhenzhong pointed to the other six people.
"You." Yamamoto Masaichi's face was ferocious.
"What, you don't accept it?" He Zhenzhong looked coldly and suddenly raised his foot and kicked him over.
boom.
As soon as Yamamoto hit the shelf, there was a clang, and his face was completely distorted by the pain. He stared at He Zhenzhong and pulled out his head with a swish.
"You are very brave to disobey military orders and attempt to murder your superiors." He Zhenzhong said with a sneer, walking towards Yamamoto Masaichi step by step, "Come on, do it, pick up your head and stab me here."
Looking at He Zhenzhong, Yamamoto Shoichi's expression suddenly changed, as if he had been showered with cold water, and he shivered all over. His skills were not even as good as those of Matsushita Muramasa and others, so he had to fight against this guy known as the God of Death.
, isn’t it just asking for death?
His hand suddenly dropped and became weak.
He Zhenzhong walked up to Yamamoto Shoichi, stretched out his hand, grabbed his collar, dragged him in front of him, stared into his eyes, and said fiercely: "If I weren't a soldier, believe it or not, you would already be one now.
There’s a corpse.”
"Humph." He Zhenzhong let go of Yamamoto Masaichi.
Boom, Yamamoto took two steps back and suddenly sat on the chaug.
"Do you accept it?" He Zhenzhong stared at Yamamoto Masaichi, his whole body exuding cold murderous intent.
Looking at He Zhenzhong, the scene from the previous arena suddenly appeared in his mind. A fear arose in his heart. He felt that if he continued not to cooperate, the guy in front of him would really kill him, because he
It's the God of Death, the God of Death who kills people like crazy.
"Clothes."
"Speak louder."
Yamamoto Masaichi felt so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood, "Submit."
He Zhenzhong glanced at him and hummed: "Get over here and stand still."
Gritting his teeth, Yamamoto stood up, walked to the six people, stood still, and kept comforting himself in his heart. He was just obeying military orders, not afraid of the Chinese.
When he came to stand in front of the seven people, He Zhenzhong glanced at their faces one by one and hummed: "Don't look at me like that. If it weren't for military orders that are hard to disobey, do you think I want to take you guys with me?"
What? Trash? The seven people became angry all of a sudden, staring at He Zhenzhong with burning eyes. They were all special warfare elites from various countries, otherwise they would not have been selected to be sent to the Warrior School to receive hellish training. But now, that
How dare this guy call them trash.
Everyone knows the method of stimulating generals, but I have to say that it is really effective.
Lieutenant General He Zhen had a panoramic view of the expressions of the seven people. He paused and then said: "Are you not convinced? Feel wronged? Huh, what are you if you are not useless? Otherwise, why am I the captain and you are not?"
The seven people were immediately discouraged and couldn't find a single word to refute He Zhenzhong's words.
"If you want to prove that you are not useless, you can do it on the training field or on the battlefield." He Zhenzhong said slowly: "If you surpass me in any training, then I will give up my position as captain to you."
Arrogant and arrogant, the seven people clenched their fists at once. Although He Zhenzhong's fighting ability is very strong and is better than theirs, but there are so many training items and they all have their own strengths. Will they be able to surpass this guy?
"We are all soldiers, disciplined, I won't say more." He Zhenzhong said, his eyes fell on Yamamoto Shoichi, "If there are still disobedience of orders, then I don't mind sending you to see you personally.
Amaterasu."
Yamamoto Shoichi's face was livid, and he stared at He Zhenzhong viciously. If his gaze could kill, then He Zhenzhong's ten lives would not be enough, but unfortunately, his gaze could not kill.
"Now, you, fully armed, go around the playground for ten laps and set off immediately."
Yamamoto Masaichi clenched his hands and his body was shaking slightly. He took a deep look at He Zhenzhong. Although he wanted to tear him apart, he did not have the courage after all. He could only hold his breath in his heart and turned around.
Went to get the weapon pack and gun.
outside the door.
The principal of the Warrior School stood there and nodded to the chief instructor Crocodile, "Let's go. This Chinese attacker is far more powerful than we thought. The first team will have no problems for the time being."
"However, that boy is too good at bragging. He wants to be first in every event. Is this possible?" Crocodile frowned, "Once he loses, he will have no way to end it."
"Don't you know the next training?" The principal smiled slightly, "However, I am very optimistic about him."
The crocodile couldn't help but look back. Is that Chinese boy really that powerful? He was actually looking forward to the sky getting dark soon. When the show started, he would be able to tell whether the Chinese boy was bragging.
In the dormitory.
"You guys, dismiss and take a rest." After saying that, He Zhenzhong walked back to his own bed, sat down, and rested there.
The other six people glanced at He Zhenzhong from time to time, with a strange look in their eyes. Obviously, they all wanted to grab He Zhenzhong's seat.
He Zhenzhong didn't care what those people thought, he was communicating with the system in his mind.
"Don't worry, host. I saw you were very busy just now, so I didn't bother you. The rewards are all there."
"What do you mean? Where am I busy?" He Zhenzhong asked.
"Tsk, host, that female military doctor looks at you very differently."
Khan, this system, He Zhenzhong quickly changed the subject, "Well, reward me."
"Host, in fact, it is your ability to bring back all their foreign beauties, and it also brings glory to the country."
He Zhenzhong couldn't help but rolled his eyes and hummed: "Hurry up for the reward."
"As you command, host."
"Ding, congratulations to the host. You have completed the task of guarding the honor. The completion rate is excellent. You will be rewarded with 10,000 contribution points and a single enhancement opportunity."
Opportunity to strengthen a single frame? He Zhenzhong thought for a moment and realized that his feet had already been strengthened, "Then let's use both hands."
"Okay, host. Strengthen both hands with a single frame, increase by 30%."
Immediately, He Zhenzhong felt his hands were warm, as if he had been put into a hot spring. Moreover, the wound was itchy and seemed to be healing at an accelerated rate.
He was thinking that if he was injured in the future, he should exchange it for some single strengthening potions, which would not only strengthen his body, but also heal his injuries, killing two birds with one stone.
"Host, there is a word in the name of a single strengthening potion, so each part can only be used once."
He Zhenzhong sighed, knowing that there was no such good thing.
Time passes, and in a blink of an eye it’s time to turn off the lights and go to sleep.