The best foodies in history

Chapter 224 Dakou made meat and ran [-] kilometers
The figure moved forward rapidly, and Han Zheng's movement trajectory showed the shape of lightning.

The bullets of the anti-material sniper rifle roared on the trajectory of Han Zheng's movement, setting off streaks of dust, and the bullets with large millimeters blasted out big holes in the rocky ground.

"Gail, this is a superhuman, you have to notify the upper management immediately and let them withdraw!"

"Alan, you're a fucking bastard, hurry up and leave, this kind of pervert is a dead end!"

Gail, who was in charge of sniping, threw away the concealment equipment on his body, didn't even take the sniper rifle, turned around and ran away with his legs.

Allen, who had reacted, ran away without loyalty to understand his companions. When he understood, Gail, who ran more than ten meters away, was knocked to the ground by a red lightning bolt.

"You deserve it. I knew you were unreliable. Last night, you drank with me and told me that you have the same blessings and share the same difficulties. It is a waste of time to see people's hearts on you!"

Standing behind Allen, Han Zheng, listening to this guy's fluent Chinese language, once again questioned whether these guys all have Chinese blood.

"Okay, don't complain, if you dare to come to our door to be presumptuous, you can lie down for me too!"

Ai Lun, who wanted to jump and scold his companion, was knocked unconscious by Han Zheng's hand knife, and then continued to run forward. About 500 meters later, Han Zheng was killed by fierce firepower.

The grenade is like no money, the scene can be called overwhelming, there are dozens of them in one wave, submerging Han Zheng in a series of explosions.

Located in a dense forest on a hillside, a team of about twenty well-equipped mercenaries laughed wildly while throwing grenades.

"You don't even have full hair, yet you dare to confront our wild wolf mercenary regiment head-on, so that you won't have any bones left!"

A group of mercenaries living on the edge of the knife, listened to the leader's words, all laughed wantonly, "I really don't understand where your self-confidence comes from, and the wild wolves, I think they are just a group of wolves waiting to be fed Cub!"

In the smoke, Han Zheng appeared in sight of all the mercenaries with a faint smile on his face, "MD brothers, beat him into a hornet's nest!" Following the command of the bearded regiment leader, intensive gunshots rang out.

Surrounded by azure-gold light all over his body, Han Zheng threw a thunderbolt and knocked down the clamoring bearded head. The gunfire stopped for a while, and everyone looked at Han Zheng like a monster!

"That, yes, it's you, you can survive, go back and tell the people in your circle, this will be your forbidden area from now on, come and destroy it once!"

Han Zheng stretched out his finger and pointed at a boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Although his tone was calm, to these mercenaries, it was as cold as hell.

They all struggled to move their eyes, and glanced at the leader lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown. At this moment, they finally realized how terrifying the gentle oriental boy on the opposite side was.

Han Zheng didn't give these people any chance to beg for mercy, a cloud of lightning fell, and after 2 minutes, everyone except the boy was chopped into ashes!

As if he had done an innocuous thing, Han Zheng walked up to the stunned young man, drew the saber from his waist, cut a cut on his finger, held his hand, and wiped his blood on a piece of paper. It was written on the standing bluestone, "The forbidden land of mercenaries, dare to invade and be wiped out!"

"Okay, go back! Don't come here again, a lot of time at a young age is waiting for you to enjoy!"

After finishing speaking, Han Zheng turned around and walked back, but before he had gone ten meters away, there was a gunshot behind him, and he turned around dumbfounded, and saw that the young man in the west had committed suicide!
"The beliefs of barbarians are really deceiving!"

Shaking his head, Han Zheng returned to the frontier defense brigade, "Shangguanqing, you two, go back with me, the matter here has been settled, and this anti-device will belong to you from now on."

"Instructor, you are so awesome, we want to learn from you!"

Shangguan Qing shook Han Zheng's arm coquettishly, and Guan Xiaotong beside him also had a look of hope, the desire in his eyes was stronger than Shangguan Qing's.

"Damn it, did you take these two goods away, or hand them over to our border guard team?" The team leader pointed to Gail and Allen, who were lying dead on the ground.

Han Zheng glanced at the two of them, and said generously: "These two people have a very high level of sniping, you border guards should take them back! See if you can get some useful information from them.

Afterwards, Han Zheng took two subordinates who admired him extremely, went down the mountain and returned to the camp in a military vehicle, while Chen Jian and a group of special forces were waiting outside.

After getting off the car, Han Zheng waved his hand at Chen Jian, "Remember that during the ten days I was here, you completely abandoned the habit of being a soldier in front of me, and don't treat me as a superior, just as a brother, because in the next ten days, You will bear my temper."

"Understand the instructor, and make sure to complete your mission!"

"I wipe!"

Han Zheng glanced at the serious-looking team members, and greeted them: "Come with me to help in the kitchen. After dinner, you are about to start the first hell-style training!"

This time, without hesitation, all the team members dispersed and followed Han Zheng to the cooking cafeteria. After eating Han Zheng's messy stew, the hearts of these tough guys were completely conquered by the food.

Even Chen Jian, who always had a serious image, was completely overwhelmed by Han Zheng's delicious meal, helping Han Zheng chop meat more diligently than anyone else!
"If you want to become a soldier king who protects the motherland, you must first have a good body. My first training is to eat. I made it to death, absolutely right!"

Listening to Han Zheng's words, all the team members burst into smiles. For this young, kung fu perverted, especially his cooking skills that make people eat their tongues, such an instructor is simply the best.

A pot of stewed meat, a pot of braised meat, big buns stuffed with scallion and abalone, and ice-cold watermelon juice. After finishing all these, Han Zheng made everyone half full, because in these dishes, they all added A lot of fairy gold energy points.

Next, Han Zheng asked each team member to use a closed field lunch box to fill up the red stuffed head, and the backpack with big buns and watermelon juice, and asked them to bring their equipment and gather outside when they were half full.

Standing in front of the team, Han Zheng cleared his throat, "The time limit of ten days is very short. It is a test for me and you. I will build you into the most elite special forces team in China within ten days. All the enemies in the country are wiped out outside the border!"

"Next, the [-]-kilometer field training begins, stand up for me and start running!"

Following Han Zheng's order, Chen Jian took the lead and led the team to start running. Everyone's weight reached 50 kilograms. Although the weight was heavy, the half-fed special forces team members did not feel any weight at this time. feel.

As the 31 people ran with all their strength, the energy in the food was slowly absorbed by the body, imperceptibly and quietly improving their body structure.

Along the stretching Kunlun Mountains, running at a speed of [-] kilometers per hour, whenever there is a laggard, Han Zheng will strike him with a thunderbolt, which makes the tired team members feel full of energy, with the electric arc bouncing on their bodies, screaming loudly. Shouting and chasing the person in front.

After a hundred kilometers, the energy of the food was basically absorbed by the body. After a handful of fifty kilometers, everyone's body was already jealous and exhausted, and their steps were as heavy as if they had been filled with lead.

Han Zheng, who was following on the side of the team, had a mean smile on his face, "Cheer yourself up, Dakouzaorou ran [-] kilometers!"

(End of this chapter)