The strongest soldier

The reception banquet was held at seven o'clock in the evening, and someone came to greet him. When he walked into the banquet hall, Luo Zheng saw that the banquet hall was already full of people. They were either school officers, lieutenants, and several generals. He had finally been promoted. Before he could get the rank of second lieutenant, he returned to his original form and became a noncommissioned officer, which is the lowest rank here.

Luo Zheng's eyes were sharp and he noticed that one of the tables had his name on it. Looking at the other nameplates, he saw that the contestants had already sat down correspondingly, and there were a few other people he had never seen before. He didn't know who they were. Luo Zheng had a fight with the captain. He said hello, walked over, and sat down in his seat, like everyone else, with his body upright, his eyes fixed, and his words not spoken.

After a while, the commander-in-chief walked in accompanied by two other generals. After sitting down at the main seat, he motioned for the others who had stood up to greet them to sit down. He said with a smile: "Brothers, please sit down. We are all old people." We are acquaintances, there is no need to be so polite. Today is a reception banquet to welcome our contestants. Of course, it is also a farewell banquet to send our warriors off to the battlefield. Come, everyone raises a toast and wishes the warriors a triumphant return."

Everyone raised their glasses. The army has military rules. The commander-in-chief said you're welcome, but no one dared to be rude. The army's hierarchy and discipline are strict, and no one will mess around. After a glass of wine, the atmosphere relaxed a lot, etc. After the waiter filled up the second cup, the Commander-in-Chief raised his glass and stood up, came to the table of contestants, and said with a smile: "Warriors, my old face is here today. I will retire in half a year. Can you? It’s up to you to retire with dignity, come and drink from this cup.”

"Thank you, Commander-in-Chief." The players did not dare to excuse themselves, but said gratefully and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Thank you and I will show you your true skills. I believe you all understand it, right? By the way, the other players are the players from the previous session that I specially invited. They have experienced the same competition and have experience and experience. , please ask me for advice, of course, you can’t keep it, it’s all for the honor of our group army.” The commander-in-chief said with a smile.

"Yes." The contestant agreed. At this point, Luo Zheng finally understood the identities of the other people at the same table. No wonder none of them looked simple. They turned out to be the contestants from the previous period.

"Okay, if you young people get closer, I, an old man, won't bother you anymore. Wang Zhuo, I'll leave this place to you." After the commander-in-chief finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Yes," a strong man agreed. After the commander-in-chief left, he said to everyone with a smile: "Brothers, my name is Wang Zhuo. I am the captain of the last participating team. To be honest with you, , this captain is in disgrace, the collective performance is at the bottom, the individual performance is at the bottom, it is all because of my poor command as the captain."

"Captain, others don't know the inside story, but we still know it. We can't blame others. We only blame ourselves for not being good at academics." A capable major next to him comforted softly. Seeing everyone's curious faces, he poured himself a glass of wine. The same thing He drank it down his neck and put the cup down sadly, with a lonely expression on his face.

"Is there anything weird?" Luo Zheng thought in surprise, and couldn't help but look at the other contestants. The scholar lowered his head and tasted the wine slowly. There was very little wine in the cup, but the scholar tasted it with great flavor, as if he drank the wine in it. Luo Zheng smiled without hesitation, this guy has some skills.

Looking at the player sitting opposite, he has an honest face, like a farmer with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky. In fact, this guy is indeed a farmer. At least his registered residence is in the countryside. He is a pure farmer's son. His name is Luo Hai and he is in the special forces. When the instructor asked him one day who he was, Luo Hai blurted out: farmer.

After the joke spread, his comrades gave him the nickname "Farmer" to make it sound better. Luo Hai felt that this nickname suited him very well. In order to remind himself not to forget his roots, he acquiesced. From then on, the nickname spread. , is still used today. Even though he looks like a farmer, Luo Zheng has read the information and knows that this guy is very smart, even a bit "cunning" like a farmer, and he is extremely powerful.

Perhaps sensing that someone was observing him, Luo Hai raised his head and glanced at Luo Zheng, showing a simple and honest expression. Luo Zheng knew that there was a "cunning" heart hidden under this simple and honest expression, so he did not dare to exaggerate and nodded with a smile. He paid his respects, but his attention was attracted by the obese player next to him. This guy was actually chanting the Buddha's name in a low voice with a sad expression, like a monk who was saving the souls of the dead.

Seeing this scene, some information came to Luo Zheng's mind. He knew that this guy's nickname was Monk, and he was indeed a monk. He had no name. He was adopted by a monk since he was a child. His name was Shi Neng. He was brave and learned a lot. Good martial arts, strong martial arts may not be useful in a peaceful society. If not, it may be a disaster. The old monk was worried that something might happen to Shi Neng in the future, so he simply sent Shi Neng to the army. However, this guy couldn't change his habit of more than ten years and kept chanting sutras. .

"Are you Luo Zheng? Do you know this flower?" A voice next to her said.

Luo Zheng was startled and turned around to see a player looking intently at a small porcelain bowl with flowers on it. Luo Zheng glanced at the porcelain bowl and immediately thought of a person in his mind, player Wang Yue. No. Gardener, this guy likes to grow flowers. It is said that he is obsessed with it. He knows all the famous flowers in the world, and the nickname comes from this. Luo Zheng nodded and said: "Gardener?"

"Wrong." The gardener said softly, without taking his eyes off the porcelain bowl.

Luo Zheng was startled, then smiled and said: "Peony."

"Oh? It seems that we are from the same profession. How many years do you think such a big flower bloomed?" Gardener Wang Yue looked at Luo Zheng and asked, while placing the porcelain bowl on the table.

"In the five-year period, the flower trees are too old and don't have enough nutrients, so the flowers are smaller, but the thickness of the petals is still there, which cannot be bloomed by the two-year-old flower trees." Luo Zheng said with a smile, Luo Zheng's mother likes flowers. They also raised a lot of people in the city to exchange for daily necessities, so naturally they were influenced by it.

"Oh?" The gardener's calm expression just now became more surprised. Seeing Luo Zheng's expression became more friendly, he smiled and raised his wine glass.

Luo Zheng also raised his glass, and the two of them did it in tacit understanding.

At this time, Wang Zhuo obviously came out of his sadness, raised his wine glass, and said seriously: "I can see that your group is stronger than ours. I have a few words of advice for you, never have any expectations." Don't take any chances, never think that you are better than others, and never trust anyone other than your teammates," he said, tilting his neck and downing the drink in one gulp.

"Huh?" Luo Zheng was a little surprised when he heard these three sentences of advice, which seemed a bit overwhelming. The first two sentences were easy to understand, but what did the last sentence mean? But it can be seen that Wang Zhuo's words came from the bottom of his heart and he secretly took note of them.

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