On a cloudy day, on an abandoned school playground south of Mocha'a, more than a thousand rough men wearing camouflage uniforms and holding guns of various colors waited for what their chief called "the new chief". The Syrian military has done a great job in this matter. Directly put together a regiment, and then in the command setup, the regimental commander was not appointed, and a deputy regimental commander named Kadra led it, and came to Mochaa.

More than 1,000 rough men, sloppy beards and tattered clothes are their only common characteristics. Other? He is unevenly fat, has a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, is a little lame in one leg, and is blind in one eye...... Lang Zhan got off a pickup truck that was like a train as soon as it was broken, glanced at the audience, and had these impressions in his mind.

Lang Zhan had already glanced at the audience, and Kadra and the other company commanders were relieved. From Gu Zhaowen, they already knew that the new Governor of Renguo was very young. It's just that he didn't expect that he would be so young, if he didn't have that scar on his face, if his eyes weren't bloody, Kadra estimated that someone at the scene would immediately boo.

The Syrea soldiers present (perhaps more often than they could only be called armed men, militiamen) have little experience of the Internet, so no one knows what the reputation of this blood-red young boy with scarred faces is on the dark side of the world.

For a minute, two minutes, Lang Zhan was still quietly observing these nominal subordinates. Using the Blood Color Horizon to determine which people are still worthy of the battle by looking at their blood color concentration, it is a bit time-consuming. But considering the basic quality of this army, only by doing this can Lang Zhan make this army have a certain combat power as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the people of Hubei do something bad, let them go to the battlefield immediately, wouldn't it be a joke.

"I mean, he's too young, isn't he? Although it looks scary, but fighting a war is not child's play, and there is no experience, so take us to death? ”

"Didn't you say that Renguo people are very powerful, it seems that they have killed a lot of ****, but why can't I feel it? I said, the scar on his face wasn't painted, was it? It's just to scare people! ”

…… The discussion still got up, Kadra exchanged glances with several officers, coughed loudly twice, took two steps forward, and he was about to move forward, but saw Lang Zhan stretch out his right hand and directly put on a refusal to approach.

Kadera's face immediately lengthened, Lang Zhan hurt his self-esteem too much. Although he was only the deputy commander, he was a Syrea. He still froze, but his gaze at Lang Zhan suddenly became less friendly.

A few minutes later, Lang Zhan spoke, in a very authentic Middle Eastern language: "My name is Lang Zhan, you can call me Zhan; This is my partner, his name is Roaring Heaven, you can also treat him as my brother, call him Roaring Heaven-" Lang Zhan said, stretched out his right hand, Roaring Heaven "Wow", jumped more than a meter high, and landed steadily on his hand.

"Now, the people who have been touched by the roaring sky are invited to come to the front-"

Before Lang Zhan finished speaking, Roaring Sky jumped from his hand and rushed into the queue like lightning.

There were a total of fifty-six people who were invited to the front, and Lang Zhan asked them to line up in three rows, and said to them: "From now on, you will be under my direct command. If someone asks you about your formation, tell him that you are from the Swift Dragon Squadron. ”

"Damn, he took almost all the soldiers who went to the front, we didn't give him a list or something, did we?" Kadra was dumbfounded, and after recovering his senses, he hurriedly asked the company commanders around him.

A battalion commander named Prado replied: "No, he must have known nothing about the situation of the Mochaa Independent Regiment before he came here. ”

"That's weird, why is he? The dog? ”

"Let's get him in trouble, didn't Colonel Livachenko say—" Prado said, and before he finished speaking, he felt a cold gaze, he tilted his head slightly, and his heart trembled at Shanglang's blood-red eyes, licked his lips, and consciously closed his mouth.

Prado is quite knowledgeable, but Lang Zhan is in need of a chance to stand up, and Prado takes the initiative to send it to the door, so he is willing to let it go. He walked over, stood still in front of Prado, and asked: "Who is Ryvachenko?" ”

Prado's eyes shrank to hear the horror of Lang Zhan, and then, he replied honestly: "Your Excellency, Colonel Levachenko is the operational staff officer of the joint command, and we used to be under his command. ”

The corners of Lang Zhan's mouth flickered, and he asked: "Did he say that the more we people in Renguo, the better?" ”

"Ah-no, no, he didn't say that."

"Finish what you just said, don't lie, I'm the person who hates others to lie the most! Lying is one of the original sins, right? ”

Prado's face turned red all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to look at Lang Zhan, so he looked at Cardera for help.

Cardera piled up a smile on his face, and took two steps forward to walk in front of Lang Zhan, but before his mouth opened, he heard Lang Zhan say, "If you want to excuse this guy, please don't open your mouth." I'm not interested in knowing what you were cared for by before you came here, but what I'm telling you now is that if you're going to be my subordinate, you're going to have to follow my rules—you know? ”

Kadra scoffed. And behind him, a bearded man stared at a pair of bull's eyes and roared: "We are willing to listen to you in everything, but war is not child's play, you have not dried up a milk-"

Before he finished speaking, Lang Zhan swung out his right hand and whipped him in the face, whipping his right cheek with a bloody mark.

"Ahh How dare you hit me! Shocked and angry, the bearded man covered his cheeks and asked loudly.

Lang Zhan looked at him with an indifferent expression. Originally, in Lang Zhan's plan, Prado was the chicken in "Killing Chickens and Monkeys", but now the beard took the initiative to jump out, and Lang Zhan was reluctant to make it difficult, so he was it. "You can choose to leave and go to the Joint Command to complain, if you choose to stay-" Lang Zhan said, his right hand waved out again, and with a "snap", a bloody mark appeared on the left cheek of the beard.

"Bastard! This is Syrea, not your country! The bearded man was furious, roaring and rushing towards Lang Zhan.

Lang Zhan didn't look at him at all, but looked at Kadra and asked, "You don't stop him?" ”

Kadra let out an "ah", turned around, and shouted: "Mahdi, don't mess around, he is our commander." "Pretend to stop the beard.

Of course, Kadra couldn't stop the furious Mahdi, who pushed him away, waved a fist the size of a vinegar jar, and beat Lang Zhan in the face, shouting: "Look at me playing your little white face!" ”

"Look for death!" Lang Zhan scolded, waving his right hand repeatedly, the sound of "popping" and Mahdi's screams sounded alternately, and in just a few seconds, Mahdi, who was originally rushing towards Lang Zhan, fell into the dust, holding his head and screaming.

"Smack!" Lang Zhan threw a whip in the air, then grabbed the tip of the whip in his hand, pointed to the four directions, and asked, "Who else?" ”

In front of his left, Prado stroked his hands on his body, as if he had just reacted, and asked himself, "The whip is mine?!" ”

Lang Zhan snorted coldly and replied. He waited for a few minutes, didn't wait for a response, and said loudly: "I'll give you another chance, if anyone is not convinced, you can come up together, and we will speak with our fists." But after today, if anyone doubts and resists my orders without cause, then—" He said as he swung his right hand, and the whip turned into a black shadow and whipped at a stone beside Mehdi, whipping the fist-sized stone in half amid Mehdi's screams.

Cadrera and Prado were close, so they could see more clearly, and they all shrank their eyes, and then subconsciously stepped back - very simple, if this whip hits a person, then it won't kill the person?! Is the human body harder than a stone?

Lang Zhan still relented, and with the power of this whip, he wanted to end this prestige. However, the tree wanted to be quiet and the wind did not stop, so he put away his whip again, and the young man in the Xunlong squadron, who was not tall, short and stocky, raised his hand and asked: "Report sir, if we go up now, will that be considered a violation of military discipline?" ”

Lang Zhan looked at him, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "What I proposed, not only is it not a violation of military discipline, if you can beat me, I will also have a huge prize." ”

"The big prize? We don't want money, we just eat. Flatbread, pilaf, massive, do you have it? ”

Lang Zhan looked at him again, his eyes flashing red, and asked, "How old are you?" Have children? ”

"How do you know? Ahh

"One punch to me, a thousand flatbreads, you can pay in installments. But I warn you, be careful not to get hit by me, because that's going to kill you! ”

"A thousand flatbreads in one punch?" The young man became excited.

Lang Zhan snorted coldly and didn't speak, raised his head and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Wang! ”

Young man: "Sir, you are a nobleman, I believe you!" Then he gathered a few people together and discussed it.

In the joint command headquarters 100 kilometers away, Li Vachenko, who was arrested by Lang Zhan's name, was peeping at Lang Zhan through a computer together with several Hubei officers.

"Renguo is inviting people to buy people's hearts," said a major next to Mr. Livachenko.

Ryvachenko disagreed: "So what, war kills people, once there are more dead people, what is the use of him getting more hearts now?" ”

"But this kid can really do it, he doesn't worry about causing a mutiny?"

"A group of defeated soldiers and vagrants, the edges and corners have long been smoothed out—huh!"

When Ryvachenko said "Huh", the young man and his seven companions had already surrounded Lang Zhan.

"Director, do you want to use the 'peregrine falcon'? I think this is an opportunity," a captain whispered into Lyvachenko's ear.

Livachenko's eyes rolled and he shook his head without a trace.

At the scene, the young man suddenly yelled and threw himself at Lang Zhan. The young man's roar was the signal to attack, and at the same time, behind Lang Zhan, one of the young man's companions also swooped down on Lang Zhan, and the young man went forward and backward, one aimed at Lang Zhan's left foot and the other aimed at Lang Zhan's right foot. In addition to their specialization in Lang Zhan's lower lane, the other six people seemed to flock forward, but in fact, the division of labor was clear, and Lang Zhan's middle and upper lanes were also taken care of.