He screamed fearlessly, but it amused Li Kaixuan, and he walked up to him in a ruffian, looked at his eyes, stretched out his big paws, and slapped Ma Yushan's white face twice.

"Little white face, there is still a little backbone, okay, I'll give you a chance to rush at you, don't say that I bully patients, if you want to be good with my sister, you have to be able to win me, militarily you pick the same, shooting, fighting, or other, it's up to you to choose, but there is one thing, don't want to marry my sister if you lose."

He twitched his pair of eyebrows, with obvious contempt in his eyes, in his heart, Ma Yushan couldn't defeat himself at all.

Give him a chance to say something nice, but it is just to let his sister see that he is not a good person, and also let Ma Yushan know the difficulties and retreat.

"I'm strange, it's free love now, Xiaonan's marriage is not your turn, but I will still accept your challenge, that is the backbone of being a soldier, but, no matter whether I win or lose, I will be with Xiaonan."

Ma Yushan raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were cold and arrogant, his pride was no less than Wang Haifeng, but it was because he admired Wang Haifeng that he would obey him.

The key is that Li Kaixuan in front of him originally admired him very much, and he can make the enemy fearful on the battlefield, which is also his ability.

But he doesn't like his arrogance, as well as his way of doing things, of course, what he doesn't like the most is that he interferes in his relationship with Xiaonan.

"Huh, if you win, I naturally don't care about you, if you lose, look for my sister, I'...... Break your legs. ”

Li Kaixuan smiled contemptuously, stretched out his hand and patted Ma Yushan's shoulder, his voice was light and fluttering, and his words were angry.

After Wang Haifeng arrived at the Army Command College, he met two people who were not convinced by him, mainly because of his relatively good reputation in the Northeast, and he was the champion of the all-army martial arts competition for three consecutive years.

If he is defeated, it means that the soldiers in the south are more powerful than those in the north, so in terms of training, the two of them are trying their best to surpass Wang Haifeng.

At first, Wang Haifeng didn't notice it, but later found out that these two people were looking for trouble with him everywhere.

When he first arrived here, he was planning to calm things down, he was here to learn, not to be competitive.

But he thought so, but the other party didn't think so, thinking that he was afraid of them and afraid of losing the title of the champion of the whole army.

The provocations became more frequent, and Wang Haifeng set a number for them in his heart, endure one and two, and would not endure it indefinitely.

The Siberian Tigers are powerful, but they can't afford it.

Today, again, in the simulated battle exercise, they named Wang Haifeng to fight their opponents.

"Teacher, we are going to fight him, we are red, he is blue."

In front of him is a large sand table, on which is a military stronghold, and the two sides each use a baton to dispatch troops, and the number of soldiers is limited, each of which is ten.

Both sides attacked the high ground at the same time, arranged their own personnel allocation, and then simulated the attack.

The purpose of all the leaders coming here today is to see if there are any particularly outstanding command personnel among these new cadets, and what is lacking in the troops is military talent.

"Wang Haifeng, you wait for me to wipe you out!"

Zhong Chengkui, who was from the southern army, looked at Wang Haifeng with a sneer, and his words were particularly arrogant.

"The war has not yet begun, no one is sure to win, don't talk too much."

Wang Haifeng's face was cold, his voice was quenched with ice stubble, he was tall and burly, Zhong Chengkui was a head shorter than him, and he was incomparable in momentum.

"Don't talk big, your soldiers in the north are all tall and brainless."

Zhong Chengkui rolled his eyes sarcastically, and his words were particularly bad.

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