Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

"Wu Battalion Commander, is this testing me?"

Zhou Weiguo grinned slightly and looked at Wu Qianli: "It seems that I have to show my hands today?"

Wu Qianli smiled and said: "These guys, after spending some time in the special forces, thought they were invincible."

"Tuesday, the head of the family showed their hands, so that they can know what is beyond others, so that they will not lose their lives because of arrogance in the future."

Zhou Weiguo nodded, then turned to look at Long Wenwen: "Commander Wu said, how do you compare?"

Without hesitation, Long Wenwen immediately said, "Just follow what we trained and compare speeds."

"Don't say I'm bullying you for not being familiar with the rules here. Carrying logs back and forth for 500 meters, then crawling through the mud, and finally climbing down to assemble a gun to shoot."

"The side with the shortest time wins, dare?"

Zhou Weiguo nodded: "It's not difficult, you can try it!"

Long Wenwen snorted coldly, then turned and walked towards the training ground, followed by Zhou Weiguo.

Long Wenwen was much taller and stronger than Zhou Weiguo, so he had a physical advantage when it came to carrying logs.

Although the two started at the same time, their positions were quickly separated.

The members of the Special Forces who were watching the fun couldn't help shaking their heads helplessly.

"Long Wenwen is obviously bullying people. Look at that little boy, can he run past him with his physique? Don't you know how to let go?"

Another member of the Special Forces shrugged: "What are you worrying about? That little boy will lose, isn't that what we expected?"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression began to look a little strange.

Because the gap opened by the log back and forth was narrowed when they crawled through the quagmire, the gap between the two has now been shortened to only two or three positions.

When passing through the quagmire, the two came out almost at the same time, and then ran down the cliff without stopping.

Maybe Long Wenwen used too much force in his previous project, and his physical strength gradually failed to keep up. When he reached the top of the mountain, he was overtaken by Zhou Weiguo.

Zhou Weiguo on the top of the mountain glanced at Long Wenwen, showed a meaningful smile, and immediately tied up his body and jumped down.

This move directly made Long Wenwen look stupid.

They usually have cliff jumping training, but before jumping off a cliff, they will carefully check the equipment, but Zhou Weiguo didn't check it at all.

Not to be outdone, Long Wenwen prepared as quickly as possible, and then jumped off.

But when he landed, Zhou Weiguo's firearms were already half assembled.

At this moment, Long Wenwen already knew that he had lost.

"Da da da!"

After several gunshots, a target report came from the other side of the shooting range: "Ten rings!"

"Good!" Everyone in Qingfeng Village was overjoyed and applauded.

Later, Long Wenwen also achieved the same result, but was judged as a failure because the time was not as good as Zhou Weiguo.

"I lost!" Long Wenwen admitted his defeat with great backbone.

Wu Qianli laughed, and patted him on the shoulder: "I asked him to guide you, do you have any opinions?"

"No!" Long Wenwen shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Battalion Commander, if I lose this time, I will definitely win back next time."

Wu Qianli nodded: "It's a good thing to be brave after knowing the shame!"

"But since you lost, you have to accept the punishment, and all of you will bear the weight for five kilometers!"

"Yes!" Long Wenwen replied, and then ran towards the others.

Looking at the people who had already started to pack their things and prepare for the five kilometers, Zhu Ziming was a little puzzled.

"Commander Wu, this is just a competition and exchange of ideas. Wouldn't this punishment be too much?"

"but!"

Before Wu Qianli could speak, Zhou Weiguo on the side said: "Special forces are different from conventional troops. They must face enemies hundreds or even thousands of times stronger than themselves with very few troops."

"The stricter we are on them now, the more likely they will be alive in the future!"

Wu Qianli nodded: "Tuesday's boss is right!"

"If you sweat more in normal times, you can bleed less in wartime. Relaxing them now will only harm them."

"Do your other troops also train like this?" Zhao Shoutian asked hastily.

"The regular army is easier than them, but not much easier!" Wu Qianli laughed.

"Without nearly rigorous training, a steel army cannot be built."

"Everyone, Feihu Ridge is such a big place. I have shown you all who can visit it. It's almost time. Let's go have a meal together?"

Zhu Ziming laughed: "Okay, I happen to be a little hungry too."

"Unexpectedly, people like us can still eat military rations in this life. It is something worth bragging about."

Soon, everyone came to the open-air cafeteria of the training ground amidst laughter.

The moment the dining bucket was opened, everyone immediately closed their eyes and took a deep breath.

"I can smell mutton, and fish soup!"

"No prospect!" Zhu Ziming slapped Zhao Shoutian on the head: "It's just a little food, what's the matter?"

Although Zhu Ziming said this, he swallowed his saliva.

In this day and age, there is very little food to eat. Unless there are important guests coming, what they eat is actually not much different from that of ordinary people.

Wu Qianli, Zhu Ziming and others were like this, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Master Zhu, although the visitor is a guest, I will replace wine with tea!"

"Heroes of Qingfengzhai, please!"

As soon as Wu Qianli finished speaking, everyone in Qingfeng Village immediately surrounded the table.

Even if Zhu Ziming scolded them for being too shameful, they would not listen.

Helpless, Zhu Ziming could only smile awkwardly.

"Master Zhu, to be honest, you are not bad at beating devils, and I still hope that you will join my army from the bottom of my heart."

"In this way, not only can we fight devils together, but you brothers don't have to suffer from separation!"

Zhu Ziming was stunned: "Commander Wu, I know what you think, but I also said that our brothers are used to being wild."

"Everywhere is good here, but there are too many rules, I'm afraid the brothers will not be able to bear it."

Wu Qianli smiled faintly: "As Master Zhu, if an army wants to form a fighting force, it must have rules."

"Yes, from your point of view, our Eighth Route Army does have many rules and is not free."

"But the rules we abide by and the sacrifice of our freedom are for the sake of freeing the Chinese people in the future."

"You, Master Zhu, are more righteous than Yuntian. Compared with the interests of the whole country, I don't need to say more about which is more important."

"Brother, Battalion Commander Wu is right!" Zhou Weiguo echoed, "Compared with national security, what is personal gain or loss?"

"Besides, playing with women and gambling with money are the dross left over from the old era. We have more important things to do, don't we?"

Zhu Ziming hesitated for a moment, then looked at Wu Qianli: "Commander Wu, to be honest, your place is really good."

"Well, you give us a night to think about it, how about I give you an answer tomorrow morning?"

Wu Qianli nodded, he knew that Zhu Ziming was moved.

"Okay, don't rush this matter for a while, let's talk about it tomorrow morning, let's eat first!"