The major saluted Mu Zhuangfei and said, "Fan Biao, the leader of the second squadron of the special operations brigade, reports to you!"

Mu Zhuangfei waved his hand, motioned for him to sit down, and said: "Fan Biao, this is the instructor I specially invited for your squadron, take him with you when you go out for training today, and he will teach you fighting skills!"

When Fan Biao heard this, he glanced at Wu Xiaoyu suspiciously, with a look of disdain on his face, and asked, "I don't know which championships you have won?"

Wu Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, I came here to teach you martial arts, what other title do you need?

"I haven't won any championships, I'm just a farmer!" Wu Xiaoyu's hand stopped in the air and said in a daze.

Fan Biao was even more dissatisfied when he learned that he hadn't won any championship at all, and asked directly at Mu Zhuangfei, "Why did you find such a person for us?"

Mu Zhuangfei listened to his complaints, and a trace of anger ignited in his heart, Are you embarrassed to look down on people? If you have the ability, the last time you competed in the whole army, you could still fall into the countdown?

"Nonsense, let's go eat, just take Wu Xiaoyu with you when you leave!" Mu Zhuangfei scolded dissatisfiedly, and Fan Biao left stupidly.

Wu Xiaoyu was busy with Fan Biaoli's figure, but he muttered in his heart, special combat personnel like them were originally the best among the jun, their eyes were above the top, and they were arrogant, would they obey themselves?

"Mu ...... General Mu, isn't he training in the Jun camp, why do you still want to go out?" Wu Xiaoyu wondered.

While eating, Mu Zhuangfei explained: "The special brigade has a training base in the mountains on the outskirts of the city, and today they went there to train!

Going out for training? Mu Zhuangfei's level, I'm afraid he won't personally supervise the training of a squadron, that is, he has to face Fan Biao and his teammates alone today?

If any of them make a mistake, they have no power or power, and they don't even have a serious position, I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress them?

Mu Zhuangfei seemed to see his concerns, and smiled disapprerovingly: "Don't worry! With Fan Biao here, those boys won't turn the sky upside down!"

Lao Tzu was most worried about him, and when he looked at himself, his face was full of disdain.

After a simple breakfast, Mu Zhuangfei asked Xiao Zhao to take Wu Xiaoyu and walk to the barracks of the second squadron.

After bypassing several buildings, Xiao Zhao finally took Wu Xiaoyu to the barracks of the Second Squadron hidden in a corner of the camp.

"Okay! That building is the dormitory of the special brigade, you can go there by yourself!" Xiao Zhao pointed him out, and left in a hurry.

Wu Xiaoyu slowly walked to the dormitory building where the special brigade was located, and was about to enter, but was stopped: "Who are you? Why don't you wear training clothes?"

"I'm here to find Fan Biao!" Wu Xiaoyu stood at the door and patiently explained.

This camouflage-clad warrior, when he heard that he was coming to find Fan Biao, immediately restrained Fang Cai's arrogance and became humble.

"Who are you?" the soldier asked with a smile.

His 180-degree change made Wu Xiaoyu very uncomfortable, and said hesitantly: "I...... I'm here to teach the second squadron how to fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several soldiers around him quickly gathered around, glaring, frowning, and looking at Wu Xiaoyu.

"it, isn't it? He's the master that the division commander specially found? It seems that the second squadron is afraid to hang!" a soldier shook his head and sneered.

A soldier of the Second Squadron standing beside him looked at Wu Xiaoyu angrily and scolded: "Dog*, why is there such a coward?"

When Wu Xiaoyu heard this, she couldn't help frowning, it's not that I'm going to rush over, it's Mu Zhuangfei begging me to come, how can you be so rude?

The soldiers who came in and out, and heard that Wu Xiaoyu, a young man, was actually an instructor who came to teach the squadron combat calculations, and they mocked the second squadron one after another.

A Jun officer of the second squadron who was passing by glanced at Wu Xiaoyu with disdain, and hurriedly ran upstairs to find the squadron leader.

After a while, Fan Biao walked downstairs slowly, beckoned at Wu Xiaoyu, and said, "Then who, you wait here first? I'll blow the assembly whistle in a while!"

Wu Xiaoyu stood at the door with a confused face, letting the passing soldiers point and point.

Even if there is no benefit, it is really a wreck to endure the contempt and teasing of these warriors.

What's even more embarrassing is that he can neither move his hands nor his mouth, so he can only wait for the assembly post of the second squadron like a fool.

Wu Xiaoyu stood at the door, letting these passing soldiers and Jun officials laugh and tease, although he was dissatisfied, he was not easy to attack.

After all, whether these soldiers or Jun officials, they are all the elites of the Jun team, the pride of the sky, they are arrogant and have eyes above the top, but it is also very normal.

If they learn that they are here to be the combat instructors of the second squadron, and they flatter and curry favor one by one, then there is a big problem!

Anyway, these people just laughed and teased themselves a few words, threw a few questioning looks, and didn't do anything too out of the ordinary, Wu Xiaoyu just thought it was to hone his mind.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, I finally heard a rapid assembly post sounding in the dormitory building, and the soldiers who came and went, hearing the assembly post, hurriedly stood in front of the dormitory building in an orderly manner.

In the dormitory building, from time to time, there were warriors, while arranging their hats, they hurried outside, and twenty seconds later, hundreds of people formed three squares downstairs.

Fan Biao followed behind a lieutenant colonel, walked out majestically, and stood at the front of the queue of the second squadron, waiting for the lieutenant colonel to speak.

Wu Xiaoyu, as the only non-juncture, stood at the door, looking particularly abrupt, Fan Biao hurriedly gave him a look and motioned for him to walk to the back of the queue.

The lieutenant colonel saw that Fan Biao's eyes were drifting all the time, and scolded: "Fan Biao, what are you doing?

Fan Biao replied loudly: "Report!

"What are you doing?" reprimanded the lieutenant colonel.

Fan Biao, who was already dissatisfied with Wu Xiaoyu, was naturally even more angry in his heart at this time because he was reprimanded.

"Report! I'm reminding him to stand at the back of the line!" Fan Biao glared at Wu Xiaoyu and replied to the lieutenant colonel.

The lieutenant colonel glanced at Wu Xiaoyu, smiled meaningfully, and then began to organize the training queue and arrange the training plan.

"Okay! That's the end of my words! Next, I would like to invite the newly invited instructor of the Second Squadron to give you a few words!" The lieutenant colonel suddenly said to Wu Xiaoyu.

Wu Xiaoyu has grown so big, and he has never spoken in front of so many people, not to mention that they are all strong men full of muscles, so he was even more timid in his heart, and shirked: "I'm not a Jun person, forget it!"

The squadron leaders of the other squadrons, seeing that Wu Xiaoyu was only about twenty years old, and he was so timid and shy, became even more contemptuous.

"Hey, the combat quality of the second squadron is not good, and now that we have found such an instructor, it's really ......," the squadron leader of the first squadron shook his head and sighed.

The soldiers behind him also immediately burst out laughing, turned to face the second squadron, and sneered: "The second squadron is not good...... No......"

The soldiers of the second squadron are naturally furious when they are despised by others, but the fighting quality of their own squadron is indeed the worst in the entire brigade, so what can they do?

But the more they flinched, the more the other soldiers present laughed endlessly, and the lieutenant/colonel captain frowned and glared at Fan Biao, and scolded:

"You are a bitch, can't you let others laugh at you?

(End of chapter)