Kesef turned back to face the Pakistani trainees, waved his fist in defense: "As I said just now, on the battlefield, there is no sneak attack that is not a sneak attack! What matters is the result! Two people fight to the death, if you can kill the other person by sneak attack, then you are also a winner! If your national leader is killed by a sneak attack, then what should you do, you can only admit it, right? You can't let your leaders go to Lord Yama to comment and say that they are sneak attacks, this time it doesn't count, I still have to live...... Is that possible? So a sneak attack is a tactic, a means, or a good ploy......"

Kesef gushed a lot in one breath, and the students and instructors who listened directly were indignant.

It wasn't until Instructor Fang yelled 'Shut up!' that Kesef stopped pleading.

But it can be seen that he is convinced of his own theory.

Perhaps, at this moment, Kesif has convinced most people of the fact that if people can be shameless to this extent, it can be regarded as a realm!

He is simply the grandmaster of the 'Shameless Gate'!

For Kesef, Instructor Fang and all the instructors and students were angry, and they really wanted to drive Kesef out of the special training team!

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However, he said that I hurried back to the special training team building with the communicator, but there was not a single bureau vehicle in front of the building, and I couldn't help but be a little suspicious: Didn't the director come by car?

Then back to the office, still empty.

I asked the correspondent, "What about the director?"

The correspondent hesitated: "By the director...... Fundamentally ...... by the Director Didn't come ......."

When I heard this, I was a little angry, and I couldn't imagine that a little correspondent would dare to fool me!

This anger, the injury just now also erupted, especially in the chest, the pain was unbearable, and before I knew it, there was a cough.

I clutched my chest and asked the correspondent, "What do you want to do? I see that you are getting more and more excessive, nonsense!"

The correspondent defended: "Chief Instructor Zhao, this, this is not my idea, this is ......"

I asked, "Whose idea was this? Who told you to fake that the director was here?"

The communicator pondered for a long time, but he didn't spit out half a word, but just lowered his head and stopped talking.

I was even more angry, slapped the table, and scolded the messenger: "Say! What the hell is going on!"

The correspondent was still silent, but looking at his nervousness, it seemed that something was hiding from me.

I felt exhausted, so I sat down on the table, and the communicator knew the 'rules' quite well, so he quickly poured me a glass of water and handed it to me.

I pushed the cup forward and continued to torture: "I'll give you one last chance, tell me, who asked you to fake that the director came, if you don't say it, the horse will give me a backpack and fuck off, I don't like dishonest soldiers!"

Perhaps because of the entanglement with Kesef, my anger lingered, so when I encountered someone teasing me, I became even more angry, and the boiling emotions in my heart could not be calmed.

The communicator's face was already in a cold sweat, and he wanted to speak again and again, and was about to speak, when suddenly the office door was pushed open.

Instructor Fang suddenly walked in quickly, and said at the same time: "It's me!"

After entering the door, Instructor Fang waved his hand at the communicator, and the communicator understood and hid.

Instructor Fang closed the door and walked straight to his desk.

I was surprised, stared at Instructor Fang and frowned and asked, "It's you, why did you instruct the communicator to lie to me?"

Instructor Fang sighed lightly, sat down, and said excitedly: "If I hadn't asked the communicator to call you back, if I hadn't used the director to suppress you, you would have been crippled by Kesef!"

One sentence woke me up, but I still didn't agree with her approach, and scolded angrily: "Ridiculous, really ridiculous! Fang Xiaoyue, are you impatient to stay in the special training team!"

Instructor Fang's brows furrowed into a pimple, and he opened his lips lightly and said: "Chief Instructor Zhao, you can complain about me, you can also punish me, and you can even expel me! But I, Xiaoyue, everything I have done is for the sake of the entire special training team, and at the same time, for you, Chief Instructor Zhao! You are good, just to fight with Kesif, you don't care about your body at all, you are too strong, you are too stubborn, you do this, have you considered the special training team? Have you considered other instructors? If you have three longs and two shorts, what should you do with the special training team? What should I do with the debriefing performance in a few days? It can only be counterproductive for a while......"

Instructor Fang's words were very harsh, like a leader's criticism and reprimanding of his subordinates.

But after I heard it, I didn't have a trace of disgust, but more gratitude.

I admit that Instructor Fang is also very hard!

I took a cigarette in my mouth and lit it, but had just taken two puffs and coughed violently.

Instructor Fang first stood up hurriedly, then took the cigarette from my hand, and said indignantly: "Don't smoke, don't smoke! Your body is not your own!"

I wanted to be angry, but when I looked up and touched Instructor Fang's concerned and anxious gaze, I felt a hint of apology in my heart.

I can see that Instructor Fang is doing it for my good.

I only heard Instructor Fang continue: "Chief Instructor Zhao, please forgive me for being blunt. I think you're a ...... You're sometimes very naïve, impulsive, and not mature at all! Especially when it comes to you and Kesef, we didn't object much to you arranging this little event, but you're obviously injured, and you're still fighting Kesef? Do you know that you're self-harming? Although Kesef's approach is very unremarkable, and it makes you angry, but the few times he sneaked up on you, everyone can see that you are injured, you can fight harder, and after those few wounds, you are definitely not Kesef's opponent, why do you have to be stubborn to the end? Do you think you are very heroic in doing this? I tell you, you are stupid, you are so stupid! You are stupid like an ignorant schoolboy......

The reprimand made my brain sober up a lot.

I didn't refute, I just looked at Instructor Fang's face full of concern, and my heart seemed to have a thousand waves.

Although what Instructor Fang said was harsh, how could it be unreasonable?

Am I taking it too seriously?

Instructor Fang continued: "Letting the communicator pretend to be coming from the director of the bureau is designed by us in advance. But I didn't expect things to turn out like this. At that time, you and Kessef fought against each other, and we discussed it and felt that you couldn't lose, so if you won, it's okay, in case you really can't beat Kesef, and you're obviously at a disadvantage, then we let the correspondent come over and fake that the director came, so that you and Kesef can be regarded as a tie. We designed it this way because we didn't want you to lose, because losing would have a great impact......" Instructor Fang sighed and continued, "But we didn't expect Kesif to do that, and we didn't expect it to happen later...... These. In desperation, we still called the messenger over and pretended that the director had come...... If the communicator doesn't do this, it's still unknown whether Instructor Zhao can get up or not!"

It dawned on me.

It seems that this Fang instructor is really well-intentioned!

It's just that I can't accept this deceptive approach.

I didn't speak, I just clutched my chest and thought about something.

Instructor Fang, on the other hand, emotionally announced my guilt and talked a lot in one breath.

I'll admit that she had a point.

Instructor Fang's tone finally softened, and he suddenly looked at me deeply and said: "Chief Instructor Zhao, what I said today may be too radical, but we sincerely hope that you can calm down in the future, don't always be impulsive, always be reckless, that will only harm yourself and the unit!" I know there are a lot of grievances between you and Kesef, and Kesef is not honest in the special training team, but we don't have to intrigue with him all day long, the more we fight with him, the more he kicks his nose and crawls in the face, and the more he goes against us. For such a person, we can't be rash, absolutely not!"

I nodded thoughtfully, a wry smile in my heart.

I wonder what kind of person I am, how embarrassed I am to be criticized by my instructors!

According to my temper, why didn't I get angry, on the contrary, I was still moved?

To be precise, in the army, in front of leaders and subordinates, everyone has to wear a mask, but Instructor Fang is different, she is a very frank person, and her words did make me make a lot of reflections in an instant.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the office door, followed by a rush of footsteps that became unusually clear.

As soon as I heard the footsteps, my heart jumped wildly.

When the owner of the footsteps walked into the office, I was stunned.

Because as I guessed, the person who came was made by a dream.

She wore a black women's suit, probably because she was in a hurry and didn't have time to change her outfit.

When she appeared, she brought a gust of wind, and the duty schedule posted on the office wall was blown as if it had been blown by a light wind.

I got up from my seat, but before I could ask, Yumeng asked in a panic, "Zhao Long, what's wrong with you, are you hurt, do you want to ...... Kesif hit you hard......"

I was stunned, thinking how did she know first?

Glancing at Instructor Fang who greeted me, I instantly knew the answer.

Yumeng's expression was extremely hurried, and he walked to my side in three or two steps.

Instructor Fang was interested and walked out of the office.

You Meng approached my side, looked at me with concern, and continued to ask: "You are talking Zhao Long, what happened to the injury, it doesn't matter, right? Just now, Instructor Fang called me, saying that you were beaten by Kesefu and vomited blood, so I drove to hurry up, and I put the road to a hundred veins ......."

I clutched my chest, resisted the pain and said, "It's out of the way." I don't feel anything at all, and you don't know that I have a hard qigong body, and he Kesif can hurt me?"

Yumeng is a careful person, and immediately noticed my abnormality, stretched out a hand to hold my chest, frowned, and said, "Is it a pain in the chest? Let's go to the hospital for a check-up!"

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