Chapter 119: The Little Warrior of the Cooking Class

Luo Yang doesn't like to take military planes very much, he thinks it's too noisy, buzzing, and his brain is swollen!

After the plane took off, the cabin was extremely quiet, sitting in two rows of narrow chairs, each in silence, as if thinking about his own thoughts.

Of these three men and one woman, two of them are the same age as Luo Yang, one of them is a man and a woman, who seem to be much younger than Luo Yang, and they are only in their early twenties.

Luo Yang had just boarded the plane, and he had already guessed the identities of these people - these four people were all elites in the army!

The aura that emanates from them is resolute, unyielding, cold, and powerful! Compared to ordinary soldiers, I don't know how many times stronger!

Even the elite of the special brigade of the military division like 'Shen Ying' is obviously much weaker than the four people in front of him in terms of momentum!

They are definitely the elite of the elite, the powerhouses of the 'King of Soldiers' rank!

Now, from squad to platoon to company to battalion...... Through the selection of layers and the strongest in the military division, and then participate in the competition of the large military region, the winner can be called the king of soldiers!

These people, at such a young age, are already the 'King of Soldiers' powerhouse, it's really terrifying!

One of them, a man about thirty years old, with a cold face and immobile like a mountain, was the most imposing, and the invisible murderous aura spread, making the temperature in the cabin seem to drop by a few degrees - this guy is definitely not an ordinary soldier king, at least an elite soldier king!

Luo Yang plucked out his ears, wanted to find someone to talk to, looked left and right, and found that these people were like old monks who had been pointed out or settled by martial arts masters, mud bodhisattvas, motionless.

Luo Yang finally gave up the idea of finding someone to chat and fart - these soldiers were the most boring, and they all said that they should be 'strict and serious, nervous and lively', they memorized the first three words, but lost 'liveliness'. One by one, they can't wait to dress up as a ruthless killer with an expressionless face, in Luoyang's opinion, it is really boring!

Every time he sees a guy wearing military uniforms from various countries with an expressionless face, Luo Yang always has some questions in his heart - is this a soldier, or is this the 'Eighteen Bronze Men' with gold dust all over his body in the Bronze Man Alley of Shaolin Temple?

Time passed, minute by minute, and the constant roar of the engine filled my ears.

Luo Yang, who has always been idle, can't hold back anymore after an hour of hard suffering - if he doesn't speak, he is very likely to hold back his internal injuries, and if he can't get it right, he will have to go mad and explode to death!

Luo Yang's preferred target should have been the only female warrior on the left, she was wearing a combat uniform, cold and proud, quite a bit of posture.

However, Luo Yang finally gave up the idea of talking to her, or even verbally flirting with her - after all, a few hours ago, he swore an oath in front of Zhang Qianying!

Luo Yang forced himself to accept his lust, turned his head to look at a cold-faced warrior on his right, and said with a smile: "Brother, where is this going?" ”

The other party did not squint, and there was no expression on his face.

- Well, another 'deaf and dumb child'!

Luo Yang was not discouraged, as if he had expected the result of being 'ignored', his butt moved towards the other party, and he leaned closer and said, "Squad leader, do you smoke?" ”

Luo Yang took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took one in his mouth, and saluted the other party.

The soldier glanced at a 'Zhongnanhai' cigarette handed by Luo Yang out of the corner of his eye, and finally spoke: "...... Smoking is not allowed in the cabin! ”

Luo Yang hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt and said, "I am from the Northwest Military Region, which part of the squad leader is from?" ”

The warrior withdrew his gaze and turned back into a motionless 'puppet'.

Luo Yang glanced at the elite soldier king and saw that he was holding a Type 95 automatic rifle on his chest, just like he was holding his daughter-in-law.

To be honest, Luo Yang didn't like '95 style' very much, and at one stage, he was very fond of the German-made 'HK416', and later, he simply kept playing 'imideserteagle' - Desert Eagle! , The reason why he plays Sand Eagle is not because of how suitable this gun is for him, for Luo Yang, using any gun is the same!

It is a peerless swordsman in martial arts, from the primary stage of 'having a sword in his hand and a sword in his heart', to the intermediate stage of 'having a sword in his hand and no sword in his heart', and then to the advanced stage of 'no sword in his hand, having a sword in his heart', Luo Yang at this moment is already a real realm of "no sword in his hand, everything can be a sword" - commonly known as a sword (cheap) person!

Luo Yang, like the peerless swordsman, has reached the realm of 'man and gun unity', people are guns, and guns are people (female book friends, don't be afraid, prawns protect you!). And don't care what gun you use, or even if you have a gun in your hand!

- The reason why Luo Yang played 'Desert Eagle' was because he felt that this gun was big and heavy enough, and the silver-gray gunfire was very awesome, and it had the momentum of 'the overlord of the pistol'!

"Squad leader, your gun is so powerful, it's really powerful!" Luo Yang said: "What kind of gun is this?" Is it micro-flushing? Can you let me touch it? ”

Luo Yang said, about to stretch out his hand.

The elite soldier king's eyes lit up, and the thick killing intent instantly revealed: "No matter who it is, whoever dares to touch my gun must die!" ”

Luo Yang hurriedly retracted his hand, pretended to be very scared, and stammered, "Yes...... I'm sorry, squad leader! I...... Since I joined the army, I joined the army as a soldier, and I haven't touched a gun yet, is your gun real? Is it heavy or not? ”

Luo Yang showed a curious and yearning expression.

"Haven't touched a gun? What kind of soldier are you? What to do on a plane? The Elite Soldier King asked in an indifferent voice with an expressionless face.

Luo Yang was happy in his heart - okay, I finally created a chance to 'pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger', the road is long, I have no intention of sleeping, just to tease you, have fun!

Luo Yang said with a panicked face: "I ...... I'm in the cooking class, and when I first joined the recruit company, I did this! ”

Cooking class?

The elite soldier king stared at Luo Yang coldly to see if he was talking nonsense.

"I'm famous in the cooking class! In particular, 'steamed steamed buns' and 'egg drop soup' are my specialties! The white steamed buns I steamed out are big and fluffy! The egg drop soup I made is a must, one egg can make a big pot of egg drop soup, every trace of egg drop is as delicate and uniform as catkins, enough for the comrades of the whole company to eat! ”

Luo Yang said proudly: "I have unique skills...... My dad and my grandfather are the most famous local cooks in our village, and my 'egg drop soup' was taught to me by my grandfather! ”

The elite soldier king looked at Luo Yang for a long time, as if he believed Luo Yang's words, but he still said in surprise: "You are really from the cooking class?" ”