The strongest soldier

As night fell, the noisy camp gradually became quiet. Team members from all over the world were all present and resting in their respective tents. They were preparing for the competition the next day. A large number of armed troops were patrolling the perimeter to prevent anyone from approaching the camp and eating. After dinner, Luo Zheng came outside the camp to get some air. He looked at the moonlight shining like water on the vast mountains. The sky and the earth were gray. A mountain breeze blew, refreshing and refreshing. Luo Zheng's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Other brothers came out one after another, and everyone gathered around Pu Xing in the middle of the team. Pu Xing specially wore a large camouflage uniform, hiding the sculpture under his clothes, and everyone walked towards the outhouse of the camp. Along the way, someone poked his head out of the tent and looked at everyone curiously.

Everyone walked slowly in a leisurely manner. After a while, they walked out of the camp. A patrol came up to check. According to regulations, this is the territory of the Huaxia Kingdom. All countries are armed with military personnel. Soldiers are not allowed to enter the Huaxia Kingdom. In the territory, for the needs of the competition, this camp was specially designated for the participating teams to carry out activities, but no one is allowed to leave the camp under any circumstances, otherwise they can be shot directly as an invasion.

This rule is known to participating teams from all countries and everyone abides by it, but this rule is not valid for Luo Zheng and others. They are all nationals, and there is no possibility of invasion. Luo Zheng motioned for everyone to stop and faced the second lieutenant who came up for questioning. Said: "I am one of you, come out and get some air."

"Report your identity." The second lieutenant did not relax his vigilance. Although he spoke Mandarin and seemed to be of the same race, it was not enough to prove that he was one of his own. It was easy to impersonate. Other patrol officers also raised their guns and aimed at them. A common enemy.

Luo Zheng smiled understandingly and said, "The ghost is out!"

This sentence was a secret code agreed upon in advance. Only Luo Zheng in the team knew that the officer in charge of the patrol had already received secret instructions. When he heard this sentence, he immediately laughed, waved his hands and said: "My people, brothers, all Put down the gun, turn off the safety, be careful of misfire, I won’t forgive you if you injure the brothers participating in the competition.”

Everyone laughed and pointed their guns down one after another. One of them even said jokingly: "If you can be injured by us, can you still be a member of the competition? The platoon leader was joking."

"Shut up, kid." The second lieutenant glared at the brother who spoke angrily, then looked at Luo Zheng and asked seriously: "Chief, if there is anything you need us to do, just ask."

"Let's go for a walk inside and get some game for a late-night snack, okay?" Luo Zheng said with a smile. The late-night snack is naturally a cover, and the real purpose is to let Pu Xing's eagles go. This kind of thing cannot be exposed, so Luo Zheng Zheng found an excuse to hunt, and even if a participating team saw it, they wouldn't suspect too much.

"No problem, please." Wei Wei said quickly.

Luo Zheng nodded, glanced at the brothers beside him, and everyone walked forward knowingly. Luo Zheng told the second lieutenant: "You guys guard here for us, and no one is allowed to come over. If anyone comes up to ask, tell them their identity." Figure it out and tell me later.”

"Understood." The second lieutenant vaguely guessed that there was something going on here, but he was smart and didn't ask any more questions. He quickly agreed and watched Luo Zheng and others leave and entered the woods. This time he breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously to the brothers beside him: "Brothers, keep an eye on me, keep your eyes bright, and don't allow anyone to come over."

"Understood." Everyone dispersed with a knowing word, looking warily in the direction of the camp.

A soldier glanced at them in surprise and asked in a low voice: "Brother, these are the teams in the competition. They don't look very impressive. They are about the same as us."

"You know how to use an awl." The second lieutenant scolded angrily: "That's the real master. Do you think having a strong aura means you are a master? Do the special forces in our military region have a strong aura?"

"Of course, I've seen it with my own eyes. The momentum was like an unsheathed sword. It was so sharp and domineering that I almost couldn't breathe. I'm scared just thinking about it now." The brother said quickly.

"What's that like? A real master is one who hides and keeps quiet, moves without moving, and makes a startling move. It's true that the special forces are very powerful. It's no problem for one of them to beat several of our scouts, but let me tell you, in their eyes, the special forces are They are as weak as chickens. They can kill at will as long as they want. They can restrain their murderous intent and look like ordinary people. Such masters are unfathomable and can only be described as terrifying. Do you understand, you are an ignorant bumpkin?" Second Lieutenant. He scolded everyone angrily and couldn't help but look back in the direction of the mountains and forests, his eyes full of yearning.

"Blow it, how do you know so clearly?" the brother said unconvinced.

"Blow, do you remember when I was training with the Special Forces Reserve Team of the Grand Military Region?" the second lieutenant said with a fascinated look on his face, attracting all the other brothers around him.

"I know, how could I not know that every time you drink too much, you will chant a few words, and the brothers' ears will be filled with cocoons." Another brother smiled curiously, and everyone laughed.

"Laugh, laugh, you all know how to laugh. I didn't get into the special forces during that training, but I really opened my eyes and gained knowledge. Do you still remember what I once said about the selection of mysterious people?" the second lieutenant said angrily. .

"Remember, how could you forget? Didn't you say that someone happened to come down to pick someone during the training? Your training team also went over to join in the fun. When they saw one person performing, he raised his hand and shot, and the wine bottle exploded from a thousand meters away. Really? Fake? Why do I think you are bragging? One thousand meters without aiming. Isn’t this too ridiculous?" A brother said curiously, with disbelief on his face.

"Bragging, I'm telling you, that person is the one who just talked to me. He doesn't know me, but I remembered him. He can't be wrong. I'm sure he looks more ordinary than before. Look. Come on, my strength has increased a lot, one thousand meters, tsk tsk, a stunning shot, I have never seen such a strong master again, I really yearn for it." The second lieutenant said with a look of fascination, his eyes sparkling. , quiet in the memories of the past.

"Really?" Others asked in surprise.

"Do I need to lie to you?" the second lieutenant said angrily.

"Can you let him show his hand?" Another brother asked in a low voice yearningly.

When the others heard this, they all looked at the second lieutenant. The second lieutenant said angrily: "I don't dare to say this. Whoever is not afraid of death will mention it. Anyway, he will be back from here soon."

"I'm just a private, with the lowest rank. I don't know anything. If I mention it, he won't be able to get angry with me if I mention it wrong, right?" A brother asked eagerly.

"Yes, yes, yes, you come and mention it. You are a new recruit. It doesn't matter if you mention it wrong. I can also smooth things over. Boy, it's up to you whether the brothers can open their eyes. I will treat you to a drink." The second lieutenant was full of surprise. Agree.

"Brother, someone is coming." At this time, a brother not far away reminded in a deep voice. Everyone looked warily in the direction of the camp, and some people were walking slowly.