The strongest soldier

The night gradually deepened, and the moonlight hung quietly on the treetops, watching the quiet military camp. The team had turned off the lights and went to sleep. The training ground was empty. A gust of wind blew by, turning up a piece of dust. The national flag in the middle of the training ground faced the wind. It moves and makes a hunting sound.

At this time, three black figures suddenly jumped out of the window of the dormitory building. After landing, they rolled and squatted on the ground. They looked around vigilantly. After making sure that they were not discovered, the three of them covered their faces with black scarves and exchanged a look. Then, they pulled back and forth and moved forward in a triangle shape. The leader quickly came to a dark corner of the canteen, observed it, and made a gesture to the two people behind him.

The two people behind rushed up quickly. The three of them climbed through the window and entered the house. They immediately started searching, not sparing any corner. They didn't see anything. After the three of them met, one of them whispered in surprise: "Strange, that one Why don’t you guys sleep in the room?”

"Did he go out or hide because he knew we were coming?" Another person whispered.

"Impossible, there are only three of us in this matter. Young Master Song and the instructor know about it, and the instructor won't say anything. Young Master Song is even more weird. Ignore it for now, find a place to hide it, and wait until later." Another person suggested.

The three of them nodded and each found a place to hide. Not long after, the three of them heard a slight noise coming from outside. The three of them came out quickly. One of them made a few gestures. The other two carefully approached the window. The one who gestured picked up the The empty bag containing rice next to him quietly walked up and hid it by the window.

After a while, the window opened, and someone climbed in. The two people who had been hiding suddenly rushed forward, grabbing the hand of the person on the left and the right. The other person quickly put the empty bag in, and the three of them started beating them.

Luo Zheng came in. Luo Zheng didn't expect that someone would be hiding in the cafeteria at this time to attack. Without noticing, he was trapped by an empty rice bag. He couldn't see the situation clearly. He couldn't help being shocked. He felt like he was hit in the head. It hurt. I almost fainted and struggled desperately in panic, but my hands were held by someone and I couldn't break free at all.

The people participating in the training were all selected from the army's competition, and their skills were extraordinary. What's more, three people attacked at the same time. Luo Zheng had no room to resist. If it weren't for his good physical fitness, he would have been beaten to the ground. In the desperate struggle, Luo Zheng Zheng endured the severe pain and stepped on the instep of one person. The other person screamed in pain and fiercely attacked Luo Zheng's abdomen with his fist. Luo Zheng was in pain and bent over, and his back was hit by an elbow. His body became unstable and he fell to the ground.

Luo Zheng was horrified. He held his head tightly with both hands to protect his vital parts. He curled up his body and arched his back. He felt the fists and feet attacking like a storm. His energy and blood surged up, and he almost fainted.

In the critical situation, driven by Luo Zheng's instinctive desire to survive, his mind actually calmed down. His hand accidentally touched the Type 65 Army dagger stuck in the armed belt on his waist. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain that almost caused him to faint. The dagger was drawn out and stabbed into the front bag.

"Ah!" Someone kicked the edge of the military dagger with too much force, leaving a deep wound. Blood began to flow out. The other two were shocked and exchanged glances. One of them picked up the knife next to him. A washbasin hit Luo Zheng on the head.

"Boom!" With a sound, Luo Zheng was in pain and fainted. The two of them ignored Luo Zheng and quickly left with the injured person on their backs, quickly disappearing into the night sky.

I don't know how long it took, Luo Zheng woke up slowly, feeling like his whole body was falling apart. The pain was so severe that it was uncomfortable to move even a little bit. His head felt like it was chopped with a knife, and he almost fainted again. Luo Zheng didn't dare to move. After listening for a while, there was no movement around, only crickets and unknown insects chirping. Luo Zheng used the breathing method passed down from his family to recover from his injuries.

Time passed by minute by second, and a ray of morning light jumped out of the sky, tearing apart the night, and the valley became lively. The reveille signal urged the team to get up quickly and gather at the training ground. Soon the team formed and started a routine five-kilometer morning run. Training, the training ground quickly returned to silence.

Luo Zheng slowly opened his eyes. He felt that his body felt much better and his head no longer hurt so much. He pulled off the empty rice bag and after getting used to the bright light, Luo Zheng looked around. Except for a pool of blood on the ground, there was nothing. For clues, Luo Zheng thought about it with a livid face, who could have done it? Instructor? Song Yang?

After thinking about it, Luo Zheng felt that it should be one of them who did it. He had a problem with them at this training base. However, it was clear that it was three people who did it yesterday. What on earth is going on? At this time, a soldier trotted over, opened the door and said loudly: "Hey, the instructor said, prepare some stir-fry for lunch, someone is coming over."

"Okay." Luo Zheng said calmly, while looking at the other party in confusion. After the other party got the answer, he turned around and left. Luo Zheng couldn't help but wonder, what did he come to say in the morning about what happened at noon? Could it be that he had a guilty conscience and sent someone over to see if he was dead?

Thinking of this, Luo Zheng was more sure that the instructor had done it. After moving his body, he felt that there was nothing serious. The family's breathing method had indeed enhanced the recovery of the body a lot. Luo Zheng thought to himself in surprise, he was so weak. Now, there is not enough evidence. It may not be good for him to make the sneak attack public. The instructor can completely push it away. It seems that he has to endure it for now.

After making a decision in his heart, Luo Zheng once again confirmed that there was nothing serious about his body, and then started to have breakfast. After the breakfast was ready, Luo Zheng started to eat by himself. Just after finishing the meal, the troops came back from training, and Luo Zheng was beside him. Looking at everyone coldly, everyone smiled. The instructor also acted as if nothing was wrong and could not see any clues. Luo Zheng sneered and went back to the bedroom to wipe the army dagger while thinking about counterattacks. Sitting back and waiting for death was not Luo Zheng's style. Style, men should be polite and reciprocate.

Not long after, people in the cafeteria began to leave one after another. Luo Zheng cleaned up and went to the back mountain for a day of physical training. According to Luo Zheng's training plan, physical fitness in the morning, skills in the afternoon, and sniper and stealth training in the evening. The physical training subjects were not There are many, including frog jumps, push-ups, sit-ups, sprinting uphill, and running back and forth in the woods at high speed.

After warming up, Luo Zheng felt no discomfort in his body and started training with confidence. After completing each subject, he felt as if he had been fished out of the water. He was sweating profusely and panting. He took a short rest. People, I feel better, look at the time, it's time to make lunch.

After Luo Zheng returned to the cafeteria, he remembered the instructions sent by the instructor. After preparing the meal, Luo Zheng didn't want to be caught by the instructor, so he made a few stir-fries and placed them in the private room. The private room is where the officers eat, and the dining room Connected, covered with curtains, and just set up, the bugle for dinner sounded.