"Commander Song, Lu Huai'an has no regard for discipline. How can such a person be fit to stay in the Special Forces—"

The matter of the special training team has not been made public and cannot be discussed.

Huo Jun quickly changed his tune: "Training together with the top soldiers from other military regions?"

If I'm not mistaken, Huo Jun was probably referring to the special training team?

How did he know about this? Even if he did know, why is he so upset? He's not on the list.

Huo Jun doesn't think that by kicking Lu Huai'an out of the picture, he can take his place, does he?

Where did you get such a big face?

The confidence that was trampled underfoot by a new recruit who had only been in the army for a year?

On another note, could Comrade Su's fainting be related to Huo Jun?

After his thoughts had become tangled and complicated, Song Bo decided to put them aside for the time being and report back to his superiors for a decision.

"This is an insult to other elite soldiers! The military must not condone this kind of bad behavior! Otherwise, what would happen if someone's wife fainted and they ran back from the battlefield with their gun down?"

Huo Jun's words became increasingly outrageous, and Song Bo's expression grew colder and colder.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Huo! Don't spout nonsense without understanding the facts!"

Out of respect for Huo Qing, his former boss, Song Bo gave Huo Jun some face.

"Take your soldiers over there to practice shooting."

Huo Jun was dissatisfied with not achieving his goal, but he knew what was most important at the moment and didn't dwell on it.

Song Bo pretends to be blind so he can write an anonymous whistleblower letter later.

"Commander Song, since it's a training camp, why weren't you notified?" Huo Jun asked in a strong voice.

Song Bo patted his ears, suspecting he had too much earwax; otherwise, how could he hear such thick-skinned words?

I'm here to inform you, who are you?

"Damn it! I can't take it anymore!" Yang Bing stepped forward, spitting everywhere.

"You? You think you're worthy of training with me? Yesterday, you ate sand twice, did that fill your head?"

"And he calls himself Deputy Battalion Commander Huo? He can't even beat a greenhorn, yet he has the nerve to join the special training team? Did he slip away too fast last night and leave his face in the sandpit without picking it up?"

"You!" Huo Jun clenched his fists, took half a step forward, his eyes filled with murderous intent, clearly furious.

"What do you mean, 'you'? If you're not happy, let's have a go!"

"Anyone who backs down is a coward!"

Before Song Bo could stop them, the two men picked up guns and started fighting.

"Who do you think you are, being fifty meters away? Move the target to two hundred meters." Yang Bing said magnanimously.

Huo Jun's heart tightened.

Normally, the furthest he shoots is only 150 meters.

Yang Bing glanced at Huo Jun's furrowed brows, picked up his gun, and said sarcastically, "Scared? Call me grandpa twice, and grandpa will make you lose face."

"dream!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of gunshots rang out, distorting the surrounding air.

"Deputy Regiment Commander Yang, ten shots, ten rings."

"Deputy Battalion Commander Huo, out of ten shots, seven missed the target, and the other three were one ring, four rings, and five rings respectively."

"Hahaha! What a capable deputy battalion commander! His abilities have truly broadened my horizons!"

Huo Jun didn't think it was his fault; instead, he felt that Yang Bing had deliberately set a trap for him.

His face was livid: "You, a sniper, deliberately challenged me to a shooting contest, intentionally trying to embarrass me. I only stood up for you yesterday and made you lose face, do you have to be so petty?"

"Who the hell is a sniper?" Yang Bing was furious.

Huo Jun made it clear he didn't believe it: "You're not a sniper, how could you achieve such good results? Don't dream about it."

"Indeed, I've heard from others that even snipers might not be this skilled. This Deputy Regiment Commander Yang must be the best among snipers."

"Wow, that's amazing. I thought our military region was full of hidden talents, but I never imagined that other military regions were just as capable."

"That's because Battalion Commander Lu wasn't here, otherwise he would have taken on all five of them by himself."

"That's true."

The chatter of the surrounding recruits reached everyone's ears.

Song Bo's eyes flickered, and he had an idea.

"Huo Jun, are you not convinced? Then let's continue the competition until you are convinced."

The troops in the Beijing area have been living comfortably for too long; it's time to give these greenhorns a good shock and a boost.

He knew it! How could the special training team be without him?

The situation had become too embarrassing before, so Song Bo couldn't very well call him out in the face of public scrutiny.

Isn't this his chance? If he performs well in a little while and makes a brilliant comeback, who will remember his previous mess?

"Thank you, Commander Song."

Song Bo: This guy is probably mentally ill!

However, the adoration and admiration that Huo Jun had envisioned did not come to pass.

He lost the shooting contest.

In terms of endurance, he was the first to collapse.

In hand-to-hand combat, he was knocked down with a single punch...

The key point is that Huo Jun experiences this eight times each time.

After being brutally tortured, Huo Jun's eyelids rolled back, and he was carried into the hospital.

Before losing consciousness, Huo Jun heard Song Bo instruct a junior soldier: "Take good care of Deputy Battalion Commander Huo, get the best medicine from the hospital, and make sure you appear at the unit in high spirits tomorrow."

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Old Master Huo.

The dying Huo Jun took another breath.

In any case, the spot in the special training team is now secure.

After undergoing the medicinal bath and body tempering, he will be able to avenge his previous humiliation.

After making arrangements for Huo Jun, Song Bo gave some instructions to Yang Bing and the other eight men, and then left in a hurry.

After making the call, Song Bo reported on everything that had happened that day.

"I see."

Chen Ze quickly received the news, and the more satisfied he was with the result, the more dissatisfied he was with Huo Jun.

He'd better have nothing to do with Wan Tang's coma.

otherwise...

Two hours later, Chen Ze received the investigation results.

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