In the instructor conference room of the training camp, five instructors sat at their desks with sad faces, smoking cigarettes and not saying a word.

It took a while for Paul to speak, "Tell me, what else has not been taught to him?" ”

"He has already scored full marks in the maintenance courses, and many A-level maintenance soldiers are not as good as him, I really don't know what else to teach him."

"I don't need to teach me to survive in the wild and survive in space, this kid's S-level evaluation is recognized by everyone, and it's enough for him to take my place as an instructor." Old Charlie took a sip of wine and said, unabashedly admiring Mu Chen.

"There's no need to continue to strengthen melee combat and shooting training, this kid has studied with a veteran like Wang Jun on the battlefield for three years, and I can't beat him anymore."

"On battlefield medical and tactical analysis, this kid is a genius, I took a look at his information, his mother is a medical worker, and he is very proficient in first aid measures, as for the tactical level, you have also seen it, I have summarized some of his ideas, and I am ready to go back and add them to the teaching content......"

A bald instructor was ashamed to say that among the five instructors, he was the only one who had the most no face, and he suddenly found that he had become a student who asked the other party for advice, and this matter became a joke among several instructors.

Anyway, if he is killed, he will no longer find himself to be a bullshit instructor for Mu Chen, it is too much of a blow to his self-esteem.

"Ahem, I'm the same, this kid has learned all my flying skills and tactical moves in a month, and to be honest, I don't have the confidence to defeat him." As a black instructor, Paul blushed rarely, but he did not hide his embarrassment, and honestly told everyone about the level of Mu Chen.

"This guy, there's really nothing to teach him?" The five instructors were silent again, all worried about how to continue teaching in the future.

After a long time, the huge conference room was filled with smoke, and the ashtrays in front of several instructors were almost filled with cigarette butts.

"If you don't let him graduate early, anyway, he has completed the rating, three A and two S, a proper ace pilot." The bald instructor whispered.

"It's not good, how incompetent we look like this, a discerning person can see at a glance that a few of us Jiang Lang are unteachable, how embarrassing it is to spread it?"

"No, when I go to teach other students in the future, I can't even raise my head."

"So what do you say? You can't let him go to self-study classes every day, right? The bald instructor slapped the table and yelled.

"That can't let him graduate early, otherwise where is the majesty of our devil instructor?"

Seeing that several instructors were about to quarrel about the matter of Muchen's training ground, the chief instructor Paul knocked on the table and glared at the four of them dissatisfied.

"It's all old guys, can you stop arguing? You're not tired of arguing, I'm tired of watching. ”

"Boss, you have an idea, no matter what, I support it." The bald instructor didn't bother to think about it anymore and simply turned in the work.

"Dead bald, pick on your ......son when you encounter a problem," said old Charlie disdainfully.

"Who do you say, old drunkard?" The bald instructor immediately reluctant, stood up and said angrily.

"You're not deaf, haven't you heard me say you're bald? You're just bald here, who do you think I'm referring to? Old Charlie showed weakness at all, and did not take the other party's anger in his eyes at all.

"The old drunkard is looking for death!" The bald instructor pulled out the dagger at his waist and pounced, the sharp dagger stabbed straight into the neck of old Charlie, if this knife was stabbed, old Charlie had no chance of surviving.

Old Charlie was not flustered in the face of the opponent's attack, kicked the office desk in front of him, and the chair he was sitting on slid backwards for a distance, just dodging the dagger that stabbed the artery in his neck, and threw out the two throwing knives with his hand.

The bald instructor withdrew the dagger to block, and with two crisp "ding" sounds, the flying knife flying towards him was blocked by him.

The two of them showed no mercy as soon as they made their moves, and they were all aiming for each other's lives, but the other three instructors were indifferent at all, and they seemed to have long been used to it.

Paul reached out and caught the knife that was bounced towards him, and he used the knife to repair his nails leisurely.

The remaining two instructors picked up the water glass on the table, tacitly moved a position into the distance, and let the bald head and Charlie have a good time, and from time to time they fanned the flames on the side.

After a long time, the two of them finally got tired, and they held their knees and stopped panting.

"Dead bald head, this is boring? No wonder your wife cuckolded you, she must dislike you for being a three-second man. Old Charlie ripped off the shirt that was torn by the other party, but he provoked the other party unforgivingly.

"How good can you be an old drunkard, the bride can run away with others at the wedding, how disliked are you?" The bald instructor was punched at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked the blood, gloating.

"You wait for Lao Tzu to drink, and I'll go over and kill you in a while!"

"Ha, I'm afraid that you will die suddenly after two more sips, or you should come over now."

"Can't you really kill you?"

"You want to kill me, next life!"

"Ho~phew!"

"Old bastard, how dare you spit on me?"

"What's wrong with spitting you? If you have the ability, you open your mouth, and I will spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm in your mouth. ”

"Wow, I'm fighting with you!"

The two began to fight again, while the remaining three instructors got together to discuss.

"It's really a bit of a shame to let Mu Chen graduate early, or let's find a low-difficulty actual combat mission for him to try, as long as we can mix it for another month."

"Pay attention to this, but don't play this kid to death, several forces are staring at it, it's really a big trouble if something happens early."

"But isn't it, yesterday the captain of the Exploration asked me about Mu Chen's news, these captains can't be greedy for this kid."

"We have to find a suitable task, let's study it together."

The atmosphere in the conference room is very weird, one is the old Charlie and the bald instructor fighting to the death, the sword and sword shadow you come and go, but no one can help anyone, it looks like the two of them are a little embarrassed, but they are some minor injuries, obviously can't stop for a while.

And the three instructors of Paul lowered their heads beside this battlefield and seriously discussed the actual combat mission, completely ignoring the battle between the two, nor being affected by the sound of the battle, and calmly not talking.

"This is good, a rebel base of about 200 people, it is not difficult."

"No, 200 people can do it in about 1 day at most with this kid's ability, plus the time on the way back, it will be a week to die."

"What about this? The location of the Demon Dragon Pirate Regiment, official intelligence identified it as an A-class hostile force. ”

"Well, forget it, even if I have confidence in Mu Chen, I don't think he can come back alive."

……

"Otherwise, it's not too difficult, and it definitely takes a lot of time to toss......" said the maintenance instructor, pointing to a piece of information.

Several instructors stretched out their heads to take a look, and they all showed a strange smile.

"It's not good, Mu Chen, this kid is strong-blooded, don't be ...... by that group"

"Hehe, isn't that right? Just enough for him to stay there for a few more days. ”

"Then it's decided." The three instructors laughed wickedly.