Zhao Yuanzhi had a cold face, and the soldiers driving the car also had a cold face. They were cold because they weren't used to having hot faces under the noses of so many people—because Zhao Zhi and the rest of them were all following the truck behind his jeep.

Zhao Yuanzhi and his subordinates had a cold face, because they didn't know how to deal with these scum who had changed their identities. And the doglegs are paying the price for last night's hangover, and the old cannon is still lying in the carriage and falling asleep.

Some soldiers and tents were already seen in the distance, because the military headquarters was doubling down on the troops, and it was a bit excessive to call this place a training base, because it had nothing to call it a building, only some so-called military elites, some military vehicles, piled up cargo boxes or tent-covered supplies, and it also served as a place for people to live. Some of the targets for human bodies and vehicles made of gasoline drums and planks are unmistakably plastered flags.

A group of shirtless elites were firing fiercely with various firearms, targeting the disguised Japanese soldiers. Bullets were poured out like money, targets with plaster flags were smashed to pieces, and the elites cheered as if they had just captured a Japanese position or routed it.

The old cannon, who was woken up by the sound of gunshots, got up in a daze and looked outside the carriage, "What are they doing?" ”

Zhao Yan pressed the old cannon back on his lap, "Don't look at it, it's just a bunch of old fools."

The convoy had actually stopped, and the gunfire and cheers of the elites had also stopped, so Zhao Yan's words were heard by many people. The doglegs agreed with Zhao Yan's words, but the elites of the gang looked at the doglegs with hatred - even the wrench could see that the hatred was of course very strong. The undisguised Zhao Yan was the first to get out of the car, and the doglegs kicked and trampled all got out of the car. Standing in this clearing, the doglegs stood a very arrogant but also very embarrassing horizontal team.

Standing at the back of the line, Long Hair and Xiucai muttered quietly, "What are we going to do to get together with these eggs?" A roster flew over and smashed into Longhair's struggling head. Long Hair picked it up with a cheap smile, and in the disdainful eyes of the elites, he trotted back to Zhao Zhi's hands, in Long Hair's opinion, this was not a sycophant.

Zhao Yuanzhi's face tightened, and he had to treat Changmao's shy and tasteless behavior as if he didn't see it. Zhao Zhi has always opposed accepting these elites selected by the military department, and he only needs the people he chooses. Zhao Yuanzhi never doubted Zhao Zhi's ability to entrap people, and he was unwilling to let these elites follow Zhao Zhi, for fear that if one was not careful, the elites would follow Zhao Zhi with all their hearts. The elite may laugh at the doglegs in American military uniforms and pretending to be princes in dragon robes, but the doglegs are also laughing at the guys in British summer dresses and shorts, and they are yellow-skinned Brits.

So, on this flat land, there were two groups of people, a dozen against hundreds, looking at each other and looking down on each other. In Zhao Zhi's report on the promotion of military ranks, almost all the guys in the doglegs who were not officers were included, and the military department approved it quickly, almost at the same time that Zhao Zhi reported, all the doglegs became officers. So the doglegs, who still smell of alcohol and have officer rank on their collars, have naturally become the object of hatred of the elites. They don't think that the dozen or so staggering guys on the other side are the most suitable people to enter the jungle as said by the military department.

Zhao Zhi nodded slightly, Uncle Guo stood up, and shouted loudly, "Walk through the jungle and go out of the queue" But none of the elites on the opposite side came out. Uncle Guo shouted again as usual, but still no one came out, and Uncle Guo shook his head at Zhao Zhi. Zhao Zhi returned the roster to Zhao Yuanzhi, "Colonel Zhao, I don't want any of these people, they are not suitable" Zhao Zhi's words were very loud, and the elites also heard it, and a guy with the rank of captain clamored "Why?" Why don't we fit? ”

Zhao Zhi turned his head to look at the captain, and said lazily, "I need veterans who have walked through the jungle, not a bunch of guys who have never even entered the forest" "Let's go, let's go" The old cannon, who had long been impatient, pulled Zhao Yan into the truck, and beckoned the dogs who were still standing to get into the car quickly.

The captain was obviously very unconvinced, and shouted loudly, "If you have any skills, take it out and see, if you are afraid, go home and drink milk" Most of the dogs just turned a deaf ear to this, and got on the car and lay in the carriage to make up for sleep, only the dog wanted to turn around to fight, but was caught up by Zhao Zhi. "Why don't you let me fix them? Look at them like that" The dog held his mouth dissatisfied, and skewed at Zhao Zhi. "We don't have time, they have lost contact with steamed buns for 6 days" Zhao Zhi patted the dog and asked him to get into the car quickly.

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet flew past the truck's reversing mirror, and the dogs in the car lowered their bodies and looked around. "Hahaha" The group of elites laughed unscrupulously, and the rifle in the captain's hand was still emitting a wisp of green smoke, which he had fired just now. Zhao Zhi turned around slowly, Zhao Zhi had no interest in these elites, so he couldn't talk about saving face.

"Dog" Zhao Zhi shouted to the dog, squinting his eyes at the triumphant captain. "Here" The dog agreed excitedly, and after understanding what Zhao Zhi meant, he just leaned over, and the sniper rifle had already been raised. "Bah" "Bah" The dog quickly shot twice, turned around and got into the truck without looking. "Let's go, let's go" Zhao Zhi hugged Wallace beside him, got into a jeep, and left after the truck.

"Your belt" An elite pointed at the captain with a face full of surprise, the dog's two shots flew past the sides of the captain's waist, just breaking the belt, but the broken belt was still connected by the shoulder strap and did not fall. "This dog's marksmanship is too godly" An elite ignored Zhao Yuanzhi's ugly face and admired the dog's marksmanship. "Damn, people don't look down on us," the captain threw the rotten belt on the ground in annoyance.

"What? Zhao Zhi wants to pick someone by himself, he can't look down on the one we selected, that one is selected from tens of thousands of people, what kind of person does he want? Alexander shouted angrily at Wallace. It's been 6 days since the combined team lost contact, and God knows, those lads are okay.

"Zhao Zhi said that he needed to get his original people back from the troops, only they walked through the jungle, and Zhao Zhi was relieved of them"

"Oh my God, what can they do with only a few dozen people, give him 100 people, don't let him pick people himself" Alexander was about to go crazy, he smoked his cigar wildly, and Stilwell laughed vigorously when he saw it. The order of the joint command was good, and when it was dark, the doglegs scattered among the troops of the various armies of Ramgarh were gathered together. It's just that the doglegs who gathered together after receiving a simple order didn't know that what they were waiting for was the old chief --- Zhao Zhi.

"Are you all okay?" The newly promoted major Zhao Zhi greeted the doglegs. "Holy shit, why are you all promoted" The familiar dog legs looked at the old cannon in an American military uniform enviously. Those who were recalled to the army did not have such a good opportunity, they just maintained their original ranks, and even they still had the uniform of the national army.

Zhao Zhi stood on the truck and kicked down a few boxes hard, and the broken boxes were full of American-style military uniforms and firearms, "This is all for you" are all human doglegs, naturally they are not so easy to deceive, they don't believe at all, this kind of good thing will fall on their heads for no reason.

Zhao Zhi looked around at the silent dogs, and said slowly, "I need help, there are a few brothers trapped in the jungle, I'm going to bring them back, are there anyone willing to go with me?" ”