In the Northern Theater of Operations, a certain group army competition ground.

As the Northern Theater of Operations, which has the 38th Group Army, known as the Long Live Army, and the 39th Group Army, which is known as the Victorious Army, its combat effectiveness can be described as terrifying.

This was a small-scale contest between the 38th Group Army and the 39th Group Army, which had been fighting each other for many years, and this was a normal thing for the Northern Theater of Operations.

The past of the two group armies was brilliant, and everyone thought that Lao Tzu was the best in the world, but in this way, the problem came out, everyone felt that they were the first in the world, so what about others?

Other group armies may not care, or acquiesce, because the military exploits and those long and legendary histories of these two group armies are too fierce and convincing.

So the two group armies secretly competed, and neither of them was convinced.

This was supposed to be a small-scale contest between the two group armies, and this situation was certainly not a new thing in the northern theater, as it was as common as eating and sleeping.

But today is different, there are more than a dozen general-level figures sitting next to the hot martial arts arena with at least one golden bean on their shoulders, and they are staring intently at every detail of the martial arts arena, or they are staring at a certain person.

Their expressions were different, some frowned, some had gloomy faces, some had wide-eyed eyes, and some of them had two stars on their shoulders.

Another lieutenant general, who was sitting next to him and also carrying two generals on his shoulder, had a less relaxed expression, with a dark face and a furrowed brow.

The happy general patted him on the shoulder, and laughed without hesitation, "Yo ho, what's the matter? This time, you Long Live Army are all raw melons and eggs, why are you so careless, did you deliberately let us, haha, yes! You must have deliberately let me, I thank you here in advance!"

The corners of the general's mouth twitched slightly, and it could be seen that he was particularly angry at his companion's undisguised yin and yang strange sarcasm, but he was helpless. 【】

Because he clearly knows that the person he brought this time is not a raw melon egg, but a top soldier king-level figure, there must be a reason why he is so popular for a small-scale martial arts competition.

Because he had heard before that the Changsheng Army had gotten a monster out of nowhere, and in just four years in the army, he was promoted from an ordinary soldier to a captain.

You know, this speed of promotion is a miracle in peacetime!

And the most surprising thing is that the monster in the Changsheng Army did not rely on the slightest relationship, it was all worked out by his own hands, and he refreshed the records of the Changsheng Army again and again, and shined in various performances again and again.

"Where did you get this monster?"

When the gloomy general said this, he obviously had a rather sour vinegar taste, and seemed to add casually, "It is a manufacturable material, even if it is the fanged special operations brigade that enters our Banzai Army, it is outstanding." ”

The Fangs Special Operations Brigade, the elite of the elite, the people who can enter this mysterious special forces are either freaks or madmen.

The general next to him couldn't hear the meaning of his old comrade-in-arms' words, and said with a smile, "Long live your army has a fanged special operations brigade, but the Siberian Tiger Special Brigade of our Changsheng Army is not a vegetarian, I plan to throw this good seedling into the Siberian Tiger Special Brigade in another month, where it is more suitable for him." ”

The gloomy general was not ambiguous, and said directly, "Don't talk nonsense, I won't go around the bend with you, in a word, I will use ten fanged elites to exchange for this monster." ”

"Impossible!"

The happy general vetoed, waved his hand and said, "Don't say ten, I won't change a hundred, how many years will it take for such a good seedling to produce one." ”

"Iron rooster!" the gloomy-looking general scolded.

The happy general laughed, "Yes, you are so right, I am just an iron rooster that does not pull out a hair, but it is still stainless steel, I have to decide this seedling, even if the head of the theater headquarters gives an order, I will definitely have to disobey the order once, this baby bump is the flesh of my heart, whoever dares to hit his attention, pass me first!"

The gloomy general sighed softly, and then continued to watch his own people in the martial arts arena being crushed by the other party with a devastating force.

This monster of the Chang Shengjun is really too powerful, obviously born thin and weak, and his face is still a little pale, like a sick seedling.

But those soldiers who were more than twice his size were abused by him in front of him, just like a family, and they were abused by him to the point of incompleteness.

The 400-meter hurdles easily broke the record again, throwing off the second place by a full seven seconds.

Then there are reconnaissance operations, theory, strategic layout, shooting, hiding, camouflage and other martial arts subjects are also showing the momentum of destroying and sweeping everything.

Within 100 meters, the automatic rifle shoots at the target, and those elite soldiers carefully drawn from the Banzai Fangs Special Brigade can easily hit more than 950,000 within 100 meters.

But this freak has never been under the ninety-eight rings, and the frequency of fire is particularly high, almost two shots from others, he has already fired five shots, and the gun hits the heart.

Fight more accurately than you, and fight faster than you, specializing in all kinds of disobedience, so I ask you if you are convinced!

"Zhou Zhidong, you kid take it easy, it's not easy for friends from the Long Live Army to come here, don't be soft, hahaha!"

The happy general ignored the gloomy general's expression, and added fuel to the fire, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and roared loudly.

His words were a little excessive, but the dozen or so general-level figures next to him could only dare to be angry and not speak, who let the family really have excessive qualifications? Like the kind of freak in the martial arts arena, how many years can one be produced!

"Don't be arrogant, the competition is not over yet, there is one last item!"

When he set off from the army with dozens of top soldiers carefully selected from the Banzai Army, he left a sentence to the other group armies in the Northern Theater, saying that this time he made a special trip to clean up the king of soldiers that the Changsheng Army was proud of, and said that everyone would finally go to the scene to see it in person, and ensure that it would be particularly enjoyable and exciting.

So the generals of the dozen or so other group armies all went to the competition arena together, on the one hand, they wanted to see with their own eyes how powerful the super soldier king who was talking about the Chang Shengjun every day during this time.

On the other hand, I also want to see how much of a thing the general of the Banzai Army, nicknamed the madman, can do when he starts a fire.

You must know that the general with a gloomy expression of the Long Live Army is notoriously stinky in the entire northern theater of operations, he is a madman in the war, and he is even more crazy when he protects his calves, and he scolds his subordinates casually, but if the people outside dare to touch a single hair of his subordinates, this guy doesn't care about the military rank, he can directly rush to someone's office and slap the table and scold.

But during this time, Chang Shengjun's side bragged every day about how good the super soldier king who had just arrived on his side was, and said that cleaning up the boy scouts of the Banzai Army was like having fun.

This can provoke the long-lived army, a black-faced general who is not very good-tempered, made an appointment for a competition that day, and then personally selected dozens of elites to kill them, and invited the rest of the friendly troops to watch the important mission.

But he guessed the process, but not the ending.

The process is indeed as he said, it is very exciting and enjoyable.

It's just that the ending is far beyond his expectations, the appearance of the Chang Shengjun is not good, and it even looks like a big head soldier who is sick, and he is really called a devastating soldier, and the dozens of elites here were instantly crushed by him and couldn't breathe, so many times in martial arts, it has never been so bad as today.

"The last item?"

The happy general looked at the black-faced general with interest and asked playfully, "What's the content of the last item?"

The corners of the black-faced general's mouth twitched slightly, and two words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "Fighting!"

The last martial arts contest is his last hole card that may be able to turn the tables, and he loses very thoroughly and badly in front of him.

But the last item is the most primitive martial arts, you know, among the dozens of elites he brought today, all of them are extraordinary, and there are still a few masters who were masters before joining the army, and one of them has also won a gold belt in foreign comprehensive free martial arts international competitions with an absolute advantage.

He thinks that the freak who looks like a sick seedling may be fast, good at fighting, and very smart in strategic confrontation, but in the face of the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, it is certainly not the fierce men under his command who are nicknamed cattle in the Banzai Army.

"Fighting?"

There was a meaningful playfulness on the corner of the general's mouth with a happy expression, as if he had heard something particularly ridiculous, and nodded again and again and said with a playful smile, "Well, fighting, this project is good, very good." ”

When he said this, his originally happy expression narrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little weird, as if he suddenly remembered something extremely incredible.

He had heard of the few fierce beasts in the Long Live Army, and he also knew the strength of the other party, and the ordinary soldiers of the local miscellaneous army of the second and third ranks, I am afraid that one or twenty would not be able to get close to them.

But he wasn't afraid that he would lose at all, if he talked about the previous few subjects such as shooting, obstacle course, cross-country reconnaissance operations, etc., he was also worried that the baby soldier Wang Pimple, who had taken the shit luck and dug up from a certain local army, might miss once or twice.

But fighting?

He smiled playfully and shook his head slightly, on this project, he could close his eyes and squint for a while, because he knew the ending from now on.

"Give me some strength, if you are embarrassed again, don't blame me for being unkind when I go back!"

The black-faced general yelled at several players who were about to enter the arena.

Those team members also held back a breath of anger in their hearts, they were not all outstanding wherever they went, but today suddenly a sick seedling popped up, making them clean their faces, and they all held their breath to get the field back in the fighting link.

The first to enter the ring was a burly man with explosive muscles, one meter nine tall, giving people the feeling of a fierce beast, he looked at the guy standing opposite with a calm face, who looked thin and weak but made them lose face today, and hooked his finger at the other party, "Boy, let you do it first." ”

Zhou Zhidong raised his eyelids slightly, and did not speak, but walked slowly and methodically towards the gorilla as he usually walked......