With words like this, if one or two people take the lead in pointing out problems, the rest of the soldiers will follow suit.
Deputy Company Commander Wang Jie just smiled without any intention of suppressing himself.
The fact that they kept calling him "Company Commander Qiao" instead of "Company Commander" showed that the soldiers' resentment towards the airborne company commander had reached a certain level.
Chu Yifeng still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with an undisguised coldness. Damn, a troublemaker, huh?!
"Qiao Yan."
Captain Qiao Yan could only nod to Chu Yifeng hurriedly. When he was about to say a few words of scolding, Chu Yifeng stepped forward and spoke to everyone first. He glanced at everyone one by one, and finally fixed his eyes on the deputy company commander Wang Jie.
"Back in the military academy, I was defeated by your company commander in Sanda! Your company commander is injured now. Even if you beat me, it won't make you famous in one battle, it will definitely become a legend in the military region! My name is Chu Yifeng, and I'm a staff officer in the military region's operations department."
Qiao Yan took a step forward and tried to grab Chu Yifeng to stop him, but Chu Yifeng turned his head, smiled at him and waved him away. He stuffed the file bag into Qiao Yan's arms with one hand and started unbuttoning his military uniform with the other hand.
Black vest, shirtless.
The raindrops of summer fell drop by drop on Chu Yifeng's broad shoulders.
"You! And you! Come out! I don't agree that only those who have been on the battlefield can be considered true soldiers! But I do agree on one thing: a true soldier can't just talk big!"
Shirtless, pointing fingers at them, just short of cursing them, who could be so heartless?!
In just a few seconds, in a corner of the training ground, in the pouring rain...
The black vest was tightly attached to Chu Yifeng's body, and the raindrops on his hair flew wildly as he punched and elbowed.
He used the form of free fighting, with his legs as the secondary move and fists as the auxiliary, one leg throw after another, with an unstoppable momentum, venting the raging fire in his heart!
What's wrong with never being on the battlefield?!
The hot blood in Chu Yifeng's body rushed up and rushed to his head. He had only one thought: I can't just win by fighting, I have to defeat him!
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