"Really? Then let you see, what is a real northern soldier like? I am very welcome to challenge me with any military subject that you are proud of, or that you have taken out, and I will defeat you in today's battle today. ”

Wang Haifeng straightened his spine, his sharp gaze swept over Zhong Chengkui's smug face like a blade, coldly hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a contemptuous smile.

"Twenty minutes, each layout, okay raise your hand."

The dispute between them attracted the attention of the chief, and he stood silently behind Wang Haifeng, mainly because he felt that this student was full of momentum and had the demeanor of a general.

The aura is powerful, and Zhong Chengkui on the other side was completely crushed by him.

Wang Haifeng sank down and no longer looked at the other party's people, staring at the sand table with starry eyes, carefully analyzing the terrain, and calmly arranging the troops.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and the leader standing behind Wang Haifeng showed a look of surprise in his eyes, this young man made a dangerous move, such a layout, the opponent would be defeated if it was a regular way of playing.

"Okay, let's get started!"

The instructor gave an order, and the two sides each explained how their soldiers rushed to the high point, basically Zhong Chengkui said the same, Wang Haifeng has a way to intercept him, and after a normal battle, Zhong Chengkui will not be able to form an army, not to mention total annihilation, but there is not much left.

"Impossible, how can you distribute your forces like this?"

Zhong Chengkui couldn't believe that he lost to Wang Haifeng so quickly? Staring at the sand table is still in doubt.

"How is it impossible, I am a pocket formation, no matter how you attack, you can attack or defend, you can guerrilla, or you can clench your fist to give you a fatal blow."

Wang Haifeng threw down the baton in his hand, put his hands behind his back, and showed his domineering temperament as a commander who strategized and won thousands of miles.

"I ...... This doesn't count, let's shoot it. ”

Zhong Chengkui was unwilling to lose like this, he wanted to compare Wang Haifeng, but somehow he didn't like to see him, especially the domineering in him, which he didn't have.

and his excessively sharp eyes, cold face, three-dimensional and delicate face, tall and burly head, these are all things that he is not used to.

I wanted to find him trouble, trampled him under his feet, and when he lost the military exercise, he found it back in shooting, knowing that he was a famous sharpshooter in his unit.

Didn't Wang Haifeng shout just now, can he let him pick what he is good at? Then crush him, let him know how powerful he is, and suppress his prestige.

The instructor frowned, today the comparison is a military exercise, a command ability, not a military training project.

But the chief nodded at him and made a quasi-gesture, and he nodded to show that he understood.

The key is that this time the chief came to observe the exercise, which was in the nature of a private visit to the microserver, and he did not want the fighters to know, so as not to affect their performance.

So when Wang Haifeng looked at him, he nodded and promised.

"Yes, five rounds per person."

On the shooting range, there were many students, and everyone was very excited, the military competition champion in the south and the military competition champion in the north were the confrontation that had not been encountered in a century!

There are speculations in their hearts about which side can win, or like that, the south hopes that Zhong Chengkui will defeat Wang Haifeng, and the soldiers in the north hope that Wang Haifeng will defeat Zhong Chengkui.

They are all silently cheering up in their hearts, and the disciplined forces are not allowed to make noise.

Wang Haifeng held the gun assigned to his hand, and the corner of his eyes swept over the man behind him who was wearing an ordinary military uniform, but his momentum was completely the momentum of the superior, hooked the corners of his mouth, and quickly unloaded the gun in his hand.

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