The person who called Brother Yong heard the prestige, but found that the person who spoke was the silent Duan Dayong.

"Yo he, I didn't expect there to be a thorn in the head, what's your kid's name, report your name!" Brother Yong raised his head slightly, and said with a smile on his face.

"My name is Duan Dayong."

"Hehe, you also have a brave character in your kid's name, my name is Gao Yong, I don't know who is braver?" The man who called himself Gao Yong said in a slightly mocking tone.

In response to Gao Yong's ridicule, Duan Dayong raised his head and looked at the ceiling, just as if he hadn't seen it.

"Ya is quite bullish, it seems that the original army is quite slippery?" Gao Yongkou sneered.

"Don't care if I slip away or not, I'll ask you who made this rule?" In the face of Gao Yong's ridicule, Duan Dayong was unmoved.

"The rules here are set by Lao Tzu, let you roll on the side, and let Lao Tzu stay there honestly." Gao Yong was clearly annoyed that someone was challenging his authority, and had already begun to curse in a commanding tone.

Looking at Gao Yong's arrogant appearance, Duan Dayong said coldly with disdain: "Then what if I don't want to move my position?" ”

Being rushed by Duan Dayong like this, Gao Courage laughed and said: "Haha, okay, if you don't want to move your position, then rely on your ability!" ”

Before the words fell, Gao Yong bowed his body, and his left hand swung a left hook like lightning, hitting Duan Dayong's right cheek.

However, Duan Dayong seemed to have been prepared, and when he saw Gao Yong's fist coming, he raised his right elbow and pushed it up, and he pushed Gao Yong's sharp punch away.

Seeing that the surprise attack was unsuccessful, Gao Yong quickly raised his right foot again, and a bow leg pushed against Duan Dayong's abdomen.

Duan Dayong was not in a hurry, and pushed Gao Yong's inevitable bow to the side with a push hand in his left palm.

At the moment when Gao Yong's bow leg was pushed away, Duan Dayong's right arm was raised back to the elbow, and a violent elbow knocked on Gao Yong's top door.

Seeing that the power of this blow was amazing, Gao Yong hurriedly turned his head slightly sideways and dodged, and at the same time, his left hand turned into a fist and rested under Duan Dayong's right elbow.

The two of you come and go, and you make a few moves between a few ups and downs.

Due to the narrow space in the bedroom, the two of them used the tactics of hand-to-hand combat in the army, which seemed to be not very moving, but in fact it was extremely intense.

"Hey, I didn't expect Monk Duan's wooden pimple skills to be so good, look at this posture, I'm afraid he has C-level combat power, this kid is hiding it very tightly! Wang Lang, you see, his attack power is not lost to the other party at all. Watching the two of them rise and fall one after another, evenly matched, Qiu Zhao, who was standing on the side, had his eyes shining.

It turned out that although Qiu Zhao and Duan Dayong were both from the Ninth Mountain Division of the Southeast Military Region, they had not met before coming to the Longyan base, so both sides were not very familiar with each other's real combat power, Qiu Zhao only saw on Duan Dayong's recommendation letter that the Southeast Military Region gave Duan Dayong a C-level combat power, although I don't know what the reason is, but it is obviously low, and the combat power shown by Duan Dayong at this time is at least C-level.

Completely contrary to Qiu Zhao's excitement, Wang Lang only glanced at the two fighting people calmly, and then continued to pack the luggage on the bed, it seemed that such a fierce fight was not as important as sorting out clothes in Wang Lang's opinion.

"Hey, Wang Lang, do you think which of the two will win?" Qiu Zhao saw that the two were fighting more and more fiercely, but they always met each other, and he couldn't help but beat a little drum in his heart.

"Within three moves, Duan Da won bravely." Wang Lang's words were concise and to the point, and he continued to arrange his clothes without raising his head.

Hearing what Wang Lang said so surely, Qiu Zhao looked at Wang Lang with a surprised expression, but saw Wang Lang raise his head and smile at him, very calm.

At this moment, only a loud shout sounded, and the man called Gao Yong suddenly started to make a sound, and his whole body jumped high, and after rotating three hundred and sixty degrees, he came with a roundabout kick.

This kick is extremely powerful, coupled with the momentum of exhalation, which makes people feel like they have done their job.

However, in the face of this violent kick, Duan Dayong did not panic at all, only to see his body squatting slightly, his back slightly bowed, his left arm raised again, and he roared in his mouth, and he used his forearm to block the kick.

With a "bang", Gao Yong's roundhouse kick kicked Duan Dayong's left forearm, making a muffled sound, but under the block of Duan Dayong's thick and strong forearm, he could no longer attack a single bit.

At this moment, the attack and defense were quickly switched, and after Duan Dayong blocked Gao Yong's nirvana, taking advantage of Gao Yong's old strength to exhaust his new strength, and the empty door was exposed in his abdomen, Duan Dayong roared again, his right fist was clenched tightly, and with a "whew", it hit Gao Yong's abdomen.

"Boom!" , Gao Yong, who was slammed in the abdomen, suddenly flew sideways, and after knocking over the middle two beds, he fell to the ground with a "snap".

After falling to the ground, Gao Yong quickly stiffened a carp and jumped up again, but there was only a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he had been injured.

Maybe it was the unwillingness to have his prestige challenged, or maybe it was the humiliation after the defeat in the battle, Gao Yong, who had been injured and defeated, not only did not mean to stop, but had red eyes and wanted to fight hard.

Just as Gao Yong yelled and was about to attack again, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Enough, Gao Yong, if you lose, you have to admit it, don't lose it." ”

Hearing someone speak, Wang Lang looked up and saw that the person who spoke was a slightly thin first-class soldier among the group of people who came in just now.

"Xiao Jie, what do you mean?" Gao Yong, who was about to fight desperately, was interrupted by words, and he couldn't help but stare at the thin soldier angrily.

In the face of Gao Yong's questioning, the first-class soldier named Xiao Jie didn't care at all, and only listened to him calmly speak: "What I mean is that if someone has the ability to move the bed without moving the bed, you have to admit it." ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Jie glanced back at Gao Yong with a little disdain and continued: "Besides, this is Long Yan, I can't help you mess around, you also know that if something really happens, you can't afford it." Anyway, if you are really capable, you will compete in the new battalion on the weekend, and you will compete with the seventh battalion, so why bother to play tricks in front of the newcomers. ”

These few words are casual, but they point to Gao Yong's acupuncture points, although Gao Yong is quite arrogant in the eighth battalion, he also knows what place Long Yan is, it is a place where anyone can wipe him out instantly.

"You...... Hum! Gao Yong snorted angrily, but he didn't have another seizure, just picked up the military uniform on his bed and threw it on his shoulder and walked out.

The first class soldier named Monkey looked at both sides of the room and quietly followed.

As soon as Gao Yong and the two people called Monkey left, Xiao Jie and the other four in the barracks came to Duan Dayong and the others.

I saw Xiao Jie stretch out his left hand to Duan Dayong, and said in a friendly manner: "New here, welcome to the eighth battalion of recruits." ”

Seeing Xiao Jie stretch out a hand of friendship, Duan Dayong didn't immediately stretch out his hand to shake it, but said coldly: "Don't you want us to move the bed?" ”

Hearing Duan Dayong say this, Xiao Jie was stunned for a moment, and then smiled happily: "That's the guy's rule just now, not our rule." ”

"Smack", a broad hand and Xiao Jie's hand were held together, and the person who stretched out his hand was Duan Dayong, only to see the two of them look at each other, and laugh at the same time.

"Hehe, I finally feel like a roommate now." Qiu Zhao next to him also made a joke.

At the same time, he thought to himself, it seems that this barracks is not the final say of the person named Gao Yong.

In this way, under Xiao Jie's friendly introduction, Wang Lang and the rest of the people officially got to know each other, and the three of them lived in this way.

Time flies quickly, three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and in these three days, Wang Lang can be said to have lived a dull and uneventful life.

Get up early every day to give lectures, then there is training in various physical fitness, fighting, and the use of weapons and equipment, and then in the afternoon it is still the study of theoretical knowledge, and in the evening there is an evening drill, and then they return to the camp, wash, and sleep.

In the past few days, physical fitness and fighting are not problems for Wang Lang, but the use of weapons has encountered a lot of trouble, fortunately, Wang Lang carefully observed when others used it, and when it was his turn, he did not make too many mistakes, and finally passed the test smoothly.

Of course, in the past few days, Wang Lang has also learned more about the situation of the new barracks, especially his own barracks, and finally understands seventy-seven eighty-eight.

First of all, none of the eight barracks for the recruits were fully staffed, although each battalion was six large bungalows, each with twenty beds, and theoretically each battalion should be one hundred and twenty men.

However, the actual establishment of each battalion was far less than 120 people, because the elimination rate of the new battalion was extremely high, and people left almost every day, and during Wang Lang's three days in the new barracks, four of them in the eighth battalion were eliminated one after another.

As for the first three battalions, although there are excellent soldiers selected from the rear battalions to constantly replenish, the number of eliminated soldiers is even more, so the number of the entire new battalion, the first three battalions generally remain at about 50 people per battalion, and the approximate number of the last five battalions is about 80 people on average.

Of course, there are people who roll up and leave, and there are new arrivals who continue to replenish, and in the same three days, there are six people who came to the eighth battalion of recruits to report, but none of them are in the chase room where Wang Lang lives.

Secondly, each boot camp has an instructor who teaches the training, just like the head teacher of the school, who is fully responsible for all the affairs of the battalion.

And the instructors of each battalion are selected from among Long Yan's official special forces members, and they are more than one step higher than the cadets of the new battalion in terms of combat power and skills in all aspects.

Take Wang Lang's eighth battalion of recruits as an example, the instructor is a lieutenant with a combat power of grade B, and all military skills are very good, while the instructors of the first three battalions are said to have reached the combat strength of B+.

Of course, this is nothing to Wang Lang, but Wang Lang has learned a lot of skills in the use of modern weapons and equipment from the instructors, and it can be regarded as a gain.

Finally, this recruit camp has a recruit competition every week, and a recruit competition every month, and this competition is an important assessment basis for the trial recruit cadets to enter the first three battalions, and even become an important assessment basis for the official Longyan special forces members.

Therefore, every time the competition is held, each recruit camp attaches great importance to it from the instructor to the student, which is not only related to the promotion of each student, but also to the glory of each instructor and each student.

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