"......" Yu Qingcheng didn't know what this Chief Lu meant, so he glanced around, stepped forward and greeted the squad leader. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "Hello, we are assigned by the party school to participate in the study, please give me more advice if you have any work." ”

"Tell me a fart, just stay. As soon as Lu Qibin left, these people quickly slouched, and they didn't have a good face in the face of the three beauties. The army has always had a bad impression of civilian female soldiers: high rank, big temper, they can't be touched by low-level soldiers at all, and it's strange if they have a good face. "Well, there's a big room over there, you just have to live there. Usually there are no requirements, just don't get lost. ”

"Then what we learn is ......"

"Guarding the warehouse of the military region. The squad leader stomped on the muddy ground with his foot, "This underground is the warehouse, our class is to watch the warehouse, understand?"

"Is there arms underground?" Yu Qingcheng also stomped his feet, and suddenly stepped on a few footprints, making the eyes of the soldiers widen. The squad leader smiled bitterly: "Arms? Lao Tzu has been here for five or six years, and I don't know what is buried underneath, so stay anyway." I have time to come and play cards, but don't come to stay at night, there are different men and women. After the squad leader finished speaking, he walked away crookedly with a squad of soldiers, like a group of overindulgent old men.

"That...... Let's go to the dormitory. Yu Qingcheng smiled and walked into a bungalow next to him with Cheng Rui and Zhao Xiaomeng. The bungalow is very big, there are a lot of rooms, there are five rooms, very spacious, but it is not very clean, obviously it used to be piled up with sundries, and it was cleaned up in the past two days. The warehouse next to the bungalow stores some food and daily necessities, as well as some water tanks, because there is no running water here, as if you have returned to the poor mountainous area.

There was no furniture in the house, except for the simplest old bed, old furniture, not even a computer. It took Yu Qingcheng and them a long time to clean up a room, took out their mobile phones to see, and there was no signal.

Here, trucks from the military district come every half a month to supply food and water. If the steel armored regiment was born by the eldest mother, the infantry regiment was born by the little mother, and the third company and seven classes of the second regiment were picked by the little mother.

Cheng Rui threw a basin on the ground, sat at the head of the bed and cried. Zhao Xiaomeng was also so angry that his face turned red, and tears rolled in his eyes, "What kind of place is this, is this the reason why we came to the party school to learn these things? This Lu Qibin is so not a thing, bullying the people of our art troupe! I want to complain about him!" Yu Qingcheng looked at these two young ladies with a big temper, and didn't know how to comfort them for a while.

"Don't think too much about it, maybe the instructor is testing us? If you do well, maybe you will be transferred to another company. ”

In fact, Yu Qingcheng is quite satisfied with this place. It is more than 50 kilometers away from the headquarters of the military region, and there is no village in front of the village or a shop in the back, and there is no work task, let alone anyone to disturb it. And there is a place to live and food, this is simply a place tailored for the boxer's practice, Yu Qingcheng didn't expect Lu Qibin to want to make her famous. "My kung fu is in a period of improvement, and I happened to live here for half a year, practicing martial arts in retreat, and I don't care about anything. ”

There's really nothing entertaining here. The other two girls had to play mobile games or go next door to play cards with the male soldiers. The male soldiers saw that they were pitiful, and their attitude was much better than before, and they cooked a meal together in the evening, but they ate quite happily. Before dawn the next day, Yu Tingcheng got up early, ran on the meadow to move his body, and then boxed, but he threw all his troubles out of the clouds.

Being able to practice martial arts in the vast world is a real retreat, and it is better than hiding in a room to practice! Playing boxing here, the body and mind are integrated into nature, and in Yu Qingcheng's view, this place is simply a paradise.

After a month like this, a car came from the military region to pick up three female soldiers to go back, and Yu Qingcheng was still a little reluctant.

It's April, and the weather is getting warmer. The students who come to the party school to participate in the study must make a work report once a month, so as to decide whether to stay or stay in the post. On the main training ground, each phalanx has carried out basic military appearance assessment, as well as some special forces corps' live-ammunition target shooting, obstacle crossing, mechanical operation, martial arts fighting and other items. Yu Qingcheng and their "literary soldiers" naturally just sat next to them and watched the excitement, occasionally cheering.

However, in this Sino-foreign exchange meeting, the competition obviously lost badly. The three Russian men like polar bears were simply invincible, and none of the fighting masters in the army were their opponents.

"Sure enough, skills and everything are trivial, and physique is the backbone of fighting. These fighting masters of the Military Commission are not inferior to the magazine, but these old hairy people are too physically strong, and no matter how superb their skills are, they are not opponents. Seeing that another warrior was overwhelmed by the huge Russian man, the referee hurriedly went over and separated them. If the other party misses the hand, it is likely to cause direct disability.

"In this game, the winner is Sanginov!"

"Oh yes!" the big Russian man also raised his fists excitedly, looking at the Chinese soldiers around him, his eyes seemed to reveal a hint of mockery. This Sanginov, nicknamed "Storm Bear", is two meters and one hundred and five meters tall, weighs one hundred and forty kilograms, and is covered with fluffy yellow hair. And his neck, arms, and legs are even thicker, although there is no obvious muscle outline, but he can see the explosive power that surpasses the limits of human beings.

This kind of person represents the level of the world's top martial arts, such as UFC and MMA. If Sanginov, a Russian soldier, plays, even if he can't win the belt, it will definitely not be a problem to fight for a position.

The wounded Chinese soldier's brother limped off the field, and his face was very ugly. The referee also seems to be very unhappy, after all, at the Sino-Russian martial arts exchange meeting, he was beaten by others and had no power to fight back, which no one wants to see. "Oh, this exchange is really eye-opening, there is indeed something worth learning from Russian military fighting techniques. If we have the chance, we must hire you to give us more guidance on our fighting skills. ”

In the face of the politeness of the Chinese officers, the Russians also behaved very modestly: "What the chief says, it is now the information age, and the importance of individual arms is much less than before." Fighting is just a side matter, everyone learns from each other, losing doesn't mean anything, don't take it to heart. Sanginov's Chinese was not very standard, but it was understandable, but many of the people present looked even more unsightly.

"This old man is too arrogant, what does he mean!"

"Why, just because of your big physique, you really think you're a bird's egg?"

"Is there really no one in China......

"......" Yu Qingcheng took a deep breath, and suddenly had a strong desire to forget. "Big physique? Big physique is born in people, it's useless for us to complain, can we complain on the battlefield because we are not as good as our physique? This old man is obviously the world's heavyweight fighting master, and he is a person in the army, to be able to compete with such an opponent, this is the wish of the boxer!"

Yu Qingcheng thought, and the person had already stood up unconsciously and walked to the middle of the playground.

As a boxer, Yu's dream is to compete with a super-heavyweight like the UFC. During the Republic of China, Chinese boxers had a precedent of defeating Russian Hercules, and Yu Qingcheng also wanted to try, how far away he was from those senior grandmasters?

"Well, this lesbian, what are you doing here, this is the arena. The referee saw a female soldier suddenly walk to the middle of the playground and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. In this exchange competition, everyone sat on the edge of the playground, and the atmosphere was very warm, but all the people present were soldiers, organized and disciplined, and under normal circumstances, such incidents would not occur. Yu Qingcheng nodded and said, "I want to compete with this Sanjinov master." ”

Sanginov, with the rank of sergeant, is equivalent to a sergeant major in China, and belongs to the rank of the king of soldiers.

"Coax......ing" The playground exploded for a while, and he didn't hear what Yu Qingcheng said, so he hurriedly asked the person next to him: "What did she say?"

"She said she was going to compete with Sanginov......" The person who replied was also confused.

"Little girl, please don't be joking. Sanginov glanced at Yu Chengcheng, and then laughed. But Yu Tingcheng suddenly swept out a kick and hit him in the chin, making him feel shocked! Hurriedly stretched out his hand to block, but Yu Tingcheng had already withdrawn this leg, making the voice on the sidelines quiet for a while. "Mr. Sanginov, I'm not kidding, it's the army here!"

If it was a formal competition, Yu Qingcheng would definitely not dare to raise his legs, that would be looking for death. Therefore, her leg seems to be just showing her strength, not hitting people, and looking very personable, but actually accepting it when she sees it, so as not to suffer a loss. Sanginov is also a master of martial arts, and he was suddenly a little annoyed in his heart: although he couldn't react to this leg just now, it was impossible to really hurt him, after all, the physical gap was there.

But in this way, it was as if Yu Qingcheng had taken advantage of him, which made his face very unbearable.

"Okay, come on!"

The referee also came to his senses and said to Yu Tingcheng: "Come on." Then he stepped back to the back.

The people around them also sat up straight and looked nervously at the middle of the playground. At this time, Yu Qingcheng did not open and close as he did when he provoked just now, but put away his fists, protected his cheeks, and kept a distance from Sanginov in small steps. Sanginov frowned slightly, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This little girl is a master, much more powerful than those Chinese soldiers just now!"

Because most of the Chinese soldiers who fought with him just now wanted to find Sanginov's gap and find a point to score, but this was unreasonable. The opponent's arms are long and the legs are longer, and if you chase two steps, others only need to take one step, which in itself is a disadvantage. Even if you stretch your arms far and take big steps, it will not be possible to make up for this gap, but you will lose your original advantages, so you will lose again and again.

And Yu Qingcheng followed his usual style of play, and did not give up his long and short momentum at all, which made Sanginov secretly vigilant in his heart.

If a big man is a master, he has naturally analyzed the different playing styles of different opponents. So the kind of argument that thinks that big men are inflexible and find opportunities to find points to score is not valid at all, you are a human being, others are also human beings, should you not think of it? Seeing that Yu Chengcheng raised a shelf, Sanjinov did not show any look of contempt for the enemy, and actually shrank a fighting shelf, and slowly approached Yu Qingcheng.