The place where the blade team members arrived was a regiment, almost more than 600 people, although it seemed that the military appearance and military discipline were loose, but the soldiers looked very kind, and a dozen yellow people suddenly mixed in a bunch of black people, and attracted countless curious eyes along the way, so that the members of the blade team suddenly had a feeling of watching a monkey show.

"This is your dormitory, it's been hard along the way, you can rest first, someone will bring water later." The person in charge of receiving the soldiers and others was a second lieutenant, grinning and revealing snow-white teeth, which made people feel good.

"Thank you, Comrade Ensign!" The soldier smiled and thanked him.

The black lieutenant grinned, and then turned and walked out of the dormitory.

Soon, several black soldiers were busy running out of the running to carry water and deliver goods, and their attitudes were cordial and warm, so that the members of the Blade team couldn't help but feel a little flattered.

"Not to mention, the soldiers here are really enthusiastic, you see, even the face wash has been prepared!" Wang Junwei wiped the dust on his face, the water was slightly cold, it should have just come up from the well, at this time, it was naturally the most comfortable to wash his face and wipe his body.

"It's not just enthusiasm, this treatment can catch up with the leaders of the military region, could it be that this is the customs and customs here?" Sheng Jiabao was amazed.

The soldiers didn't feel anything, after all, they were now guests, and there was nothing to make a fuss about if they were warmer to them.

A group of Blade team members excitedly exchanged their feelings in their hearts, and their curiosity about the new place resisted all the fatigue, and everyone was refreshed, where was there still half a point of listlessness on the bus.

Although Africa is poor and backward, it has the world's richest oil resources, and it is also the object of competition among various countries, so there is no moment of tranquility here, and it may face armed conflict at any time!

Therefore, compared to the Blade Soldiers, the actual combat ability of African soldiers is several times higher than theirs, of course, this is due to the national conditions, and this cannot be changed.

An hour later, the black lieutenant reappeared in the dormitory, smiling and informing everyone that there was a welcome ceremony in the afternoon, hoping that they would be able to take part in it.

"We'll be there then!" The soldier said with a smile.

After the black lieutenant left, the Blades began to discuss, thinking that this was to give everyone a disadvantage, and they could not be underestimated on the first day.

I have to say that the blade team members still think too much, the so-called welcome ceremony is really a common ceremony, there is not even a so-called fighting, marksmanship competition, just simple singing and dancing, and some even performed a clumsy magic trick, so that the blade team members can't help but feel a sense of melancholy.

"Comrade Major, I heard that you Chinese soldiers know Chinese martial arts, is it true?" The black lieutenant stared at the soldiers with big eyes, his face full of hope.

The soldiers couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and slammed the back of their heads, to be honest, this kind of problem is not the first time the soldiers have heard it, and it must not be the last time to hear it, it seems that Chinese martial arts are famous all over the world, so that everyone's instinctive task is that the Chinese soldiers are a group of 'martial arts masters'.

Before coming, Gao Zhiyong told the soldiers not to lose the face of the Chinese soldiers, but the African soldiers were so enthusiastic that no one could get on the pole, if they really showed their hands, the soldiers really couldn't pull this face.

Just when the soldiers were in a dilemma, Lin Guoguang, who had been hiding in the crowd, glanced at Wang Junwei behind the soldiers, Wang Junwei blinked his eyes inexplicably, and he didn't know what Lin Guoguang was going to do when he let him go out at this time.

Wang Junwei couldn't understand Lin Guoguang's eyes, but the soldiers understood, and immediately understood Lin Guoguang's intentions, and immediately patted Wang Junwei's shoulder with a smile, and then turned his head to look at the black lieutenant, "In that case, then I will let my team members be ugly!" Junzi, go up and play a set of Chinese kung fu! ”

Wang Junwei's eyes widened suddenly, his face was shocked, what kind of joke are you playing, playing kung fu to let him go?! He's a communications soldier, right?!

"Captain......" Before Wang Junwei could speak, Wei Chuan on the side had already jumped out, "Let me get on this way!" ”

Wei Chuan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and the best fighting foundation in the entire Sharp Blade Special Operations Brigade is Wei Chuan, if it weren't for the fact that the soldiers got the personal inheritance of Huang Yipeng, the patriarch of the Huang family, I am afraid that he would not be Wei Chuan's opponent now.

The soldier waved his hand, signaling Wei Chuan to be calm for a while, and then looked at the black second lieutenant who was already confused with a smile and said, "As soon as I heard that I was going to show my hand, the brothers couldn't hold back their excitement!" ”

The black lieutenant suddenly realized this, grinning and revealing two rows of big white teeth, "That's it, understand, understand!" ”

The soldier waved his hand at Wang Junwei and said in a deep voice, "Junzi, you go!" ”

Wang Junwei saw that the soldiers still pushed himself out, and suddenly cried with a sad face, and couldn't help but secretly wonder if he had inadvertently offended the soldiers, so he let himself lose this person? !

Although Wang Junwei didn't want to go up, the soldiers had already given the order, Wang Junwei could only go up, and a group of black soldiers saw Wang Junwei standing in the center, and knew that he was going to perform the legendary Chinese martial arts.

Wei Chuan sat aside angrily, and saw that Wang Junwei actually played a military body fist in the center of the field, and his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but because of the majesty of the soldiers, he could only sit honestly in place, and he was aggrieved in his heart.

At this moment, Ning Xiao on the side touched Wei Chuan's arm and said in a low voice, "Brother Chuan, do you know why the captain didn't let you go up?" ”

Wei Chuan's eyes widened suddenly, "Why?!" ”

In addition to the soldiers, Ning Xiao is the Zhiduoxing in the team, usually has the most ghost ideas, and the soldiers also have the posture of cultivating Ning Xiao's leadership ability, but all large and small tasks will bring Ning Xiao and let him figure it out from the side, after a long time, in the entire blade brigade, except for Lin Guoguang, the only one who knows the soldier's mind the most is probably Ning Xiao.

Ning Xiao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and instead of answering, he asked a question, "Let me ask you a question, what do you think your fighting ranks first in the Blade Brigade?!" ”

When Wei Chuan heard this, he couldn't help but straighten his chest, but then he thought of the soldiers again, so he bowed slightly, and said a little depressedly, "The first has the captain on top, but if I rank third, no one dares to call it second!" ”

The implication is that in addition to the soldiers, Wei Chuan's fighting is the most powerful.