"Report! Regiment commander, no, Company Commander Zhang and the recruits of the Sichuan Legion fought at the training ground, and our brothers also started with the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion. The soldier saluted Fu Zhiyong and Liao Peng and said quickly in an anxious tone.

"Zhang Dali fought with the recruits of the Sichuan Legion? Let's go, let's take a look, although Zhang Dali, this kid is usually loud and noisy, but it is really rare to really beat people, it is estimated that someone must have stimulated him. As soon as Fu Zhiyong heard the soldier's report, he immediately stood up in surprise, grabbed the German-style steel helmet placed next to the table and greeted Liao Peng, and walked out hurriedly.

"Zhang Dali's cannon barrel is also someone who dares to provoke, it seems that it is really long." Liao Peng smiled bitterly and then followed out quickly with his German-style steel helmet......

"Come on! Fuck, dare to break your face with Lao Tzu in a hurry, did Lao Tzu give you a smile in the past two days? Race your face with Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu also made it clear to you today that you can only fucking bring a gun when you are a soldier here, and that is the rifle you hold in your hand, not the dry smoke gun you have on your waist! Later, when Lao Tzu found out who was carrying a dry smoking gun for Lao Tzu to train, I would fold one when I saw one...... Defy? Come on, come on, come up and compare with me, small, I don't beat you, you're looking for teeth all over the ground and you're sorry for my pork belly! Zhang Dali was pointing at a large group of recruits from the Sichuan Legion at this time, jumping on his feet and scolding.

In front of Zhang Dali, there were more than a dozen soldiers of the Sichuan Legion who were beaten down, looking at their painful looks, it is estimated that the training in the past few days has been scrapped, and it is estimated that they will not be able to slow down without resting for a few days, and there are also three or four broken dry smoke guns scattered on the ground, obviously this situation is caused by this dry smoke gun.

"What for! Back off! One step further, Lao Tzu, I'll fly your big rabbit teeth......" "I'm not convinced, go heads-up!" "Ahh......h

"Gua Wazi, Lao Tzu will teach you how to fight today, and then teach you how to be a person later!" "It's too unreasonable, we smoke and don't delay our training, why don't you let it!" "This is a dry smoke gun, and it must not be a big smoke gun, you have to make a mistake......" "Bullying our Sichuan Legion, Mo De is not a person!" "Brothers, our Sichuan Legion is not affected by this." "That's it, beat him up and drop his turtle son, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu will return to the new 9th Division......" "Your grandma's ......"

The soldiers on both sides pointed at each other and scolded each other face to face, and there were some small movements in their hands and feet from time to time attacking each other, but the situation was still within the controllable range, except for Zhang Dali who personally beat down a dozen of them, the other Fu Zhiyong's subordinates just helped stand on the field, and Zhang Dali didn't let anyone come up to help.

"Grass you big...... Drink, phew! A veteran under Fu Zhiyong was just about to continue scolding the Sichuan legionary soldiers in front of him, when he felt a little uncomfortable in his throat, and immediately took a mouthful of saliva and tilted his head and spit it out directly, but his habitual action almost poked a big basket out.

Standing in front of him was not a Sichuan legionnaire, but a whole large group of people, and his spit happened to be in the face of another Sichuan legionnaire, and he didn't even notice this kind of 'trivial matter', but continued to curse with the Sichuan legionary soldier opposite.

"Ge Laozidi, I'll grass your mother's ...... Syllable! The Sichuan legionnaire who was spitting on his face wiped the things on his face with his hand and looked down, and immediately became angry, and after scolding angrily, he went up to the veteran of Fu Zhiyong's subordinate who spit on him is a big flying foot, and directly shot the veteran who was still scolding him out.

"I'm fucking grass, these big smoke bubbles did it first, brothers give me a beating!" The audience was stunned by this scene for two seconds, and then they didn't know who reacted first, and suddenly raised their arms and shouted, and smashed a straight fist into the face of the Sichuan legionary soldier opposite, "Bang! After a muffled sound, the Sichuan legionnaire was directly knocked out.

"Rush!" "......" "Huha...... Wow, ......" "Crackling...... Table tennis! "Oops......" "Ahh "Grassy! Don't step on my shoes...... "Puff ......", "Kill ......", "Huhuhaha......"

The two groups of people who were originally restrained were completely disrupted now, and the recruits of the Sichuan Legion of the two companies were facing more than 100 veterans under Fu Zhiyong.

To say that this kind of melee group is the most difficult to fight in modern times, because the clothes worn by both sides are varied, and there is no way to easily tell whether the other party is their own group or not, but this will not be the kind of thing that accidentally injures 'their own people' in Fu Zhiyong's regiment.

Because the recruits of the Sichuan Legion are all wearing blue-gray Sichuan Legion uniforms, the difference between Fu Zhiyong and their soldiers wearing the grass green uniforms of the Central Army is too great, and they almost don't have to look at each other's faces during the melee, as long as they see that the clothes are not their own group, they can't be directly stuffed with a punch and a kick, and even some smart soldiers simply buckle their steel helmets and bow down, just looking at the color of the other party's leggings to beat blindly, although they can't avoid being beaten, but at least this handsome face can be saved. It's not going to make people bloom with a punch......

"There's a fight over there!" "Those who dare to move our Sichuan Legion!" "Up, beat him up with a turtle son and ......" At this time, the soldiers of the Sichuan Legion who were practicing physical fitness not far away saw that Zhang Dali's side was actually fighting, and they all gave up continuing training, and they all rushed towards Zhang Dali's side with a lot of noise, Yu Hua and a squad of soldiers hurriedly went up to stop it, but how could they stop more than two hundred soldiers of the Sichuan Legion, and the kung fu people rushed over in the blink of an eye.

"Fuck, go and call the regiment commander, it's going to blow up the camp." Yu Hua scolded and gave a scolding order, and then beckoned the others to rush over as well, since you can't stop it, let's just start fighting, you can't watch Zhang Dali and them being beaten flat, isn't it.

"Bang!" "Stop the fuck! One more step forward...... You're all going to die! Fu Zhiyong and Liao Peng rushed over with people at this time, and when they saw that the recruits of the Sichuan Army on Yu Hua's side were also rolling up their arms and sleeves to join the battle group, they hurriedly led people to stop in the middle, pulled out the shell gun from their waists, opened the nose and fired a shot into the sky, shouting.

"Click...... Click......""Stop! "Don't move...... Liao Peng and several soldiers also picked up their guns and shouted in a row.

"......" The recruits of the Sichuan Legion who were originally about to rush up saw that the regiment commander was actually coming, and they quickly stopped running, but they still shouted with angry faces, wanting to ask Fu Zhiyong for an explanation.

"Shut the fuck up!" Fu Zhiyong shouted to the people of the Sichuan Army in front of him, then turned around and walked towards the battle group on Zhang Dali's side.

"Oops......" "His grandmother's, hiss...... The teeth are about to be knocked out by Lao Tzu. "Hmph......" At this time, the battle group on Zhang Dali's side gradually stopped, on the one hand, because of Fu Zhiyong's gunshot, and on the other hand, because it was really almost the same.

The two or three hundred people who were originally rolling and fighting together are now less than fifty people who can stand, among which there are only seven or eight veterans left on Zhang Dali's side, and the rest of the people and most of the Sichuan legion soldiers are already standing on the ground at this time, and the beaten ones can't get up.

"Zhang Dali, what the are you doing for me? Lao Tzu asked you to lead people to train them, why didn't I come over for a while and start a group fight! Say, what the hell is going on? Fu Zhiyong stepped forward and yelled at Zhang Dali.

"Commander, you can't blame me for this, I originally brought these Sichuan Yankees to train fighting skills, but many of them had dry smoking guns on them, I asked them to throw them away but they just didn't do it, I grabbed a few and broke them, but these Sichuan Yankees were anxious with me, so I ...... We fought. Zhang Dali grinned and walked up to Fu Zhiyong, and reluctantly explained in pain.

Zhang Dali can be said to be the initiator of this big melee, so he was taken care of by those recruits of the Sichuan Army, and he didn't know how many hits he had suffered just with his fists and big feet, if it weren't for his good physique, it was estimated that he would have been slapped into meat at this time.

"I said you have something wrong, isn't it, when is this, as long as you can get the training up, they can drink my blood, grass, it's really not worry-free...... Liao Peng! After Fu Zhiyong finished training Zhang Dali, he shouted and greeted Liao Peng.

"Commander." Liao Peng hurriedly walked over after hearing Fu Zhiyong call him.

"Let those soldiers stop standing stupidly, and carry all the wounded to the infirmary, fucking it." Fu Zhiyong pointed to the more than 200 Sichuan legion soldiers standing on the side and explained.

"Yes, I see." After Liao Peng agreed, he beckoned those Sichuan legionnaires to come over quickly and carry them all to the infirmary to examine and treat their wounds.

"Zhang Dali, and those of you who participated in the group fight, have heard it clearly to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu and I don't care about you, and I won't shoot you, I'm going to fucking punish you, run ten laps around the camp for Lao Tzu every day after breakfast, and run for me for a month, if you dare to give Lao Tzu half a step less, try it, I'll fucking shoot you directly." Fu Zhiyong glanced at Zhang Dali and ordered through gritted teeth.

"Extra ten...... Ten laps! "Isn't this going to kill us......" The dozens of Sichuan legionmen who were still standing immediately turned green when they heard Fu Zhiyong's words, and they all shouted bitterly.

You must know that Fu Zhiyong's camp is not big, but it is nearly two kilometers down in one circle, and it is twenty kilometers down in ten circles.

"Captain! You're not kidding me, are you? Zhang Dali was also startled when he heard this, and hurriedly endured the pain and rubbed his ears and asked confirmatively.

"You have an opinion!" Fu Zhiyong's eyes immediately widened, and he looked at Zhang Dali with an angry face and shouted angrily.

This book was first published in Reading Books