Early the next morning.

On the chair next to the tea table in the training ground, there was an old man with a big back comb, a red face, and the rank of colonel on his shoulders.

At this moment, the members of the Fengwu Special Combat Team are all surrounding this old man.

Mu Zigang was behind the old man, and he did various massage actions for the old man very professionally.

"Your new chief instructor has a big shelf, when I used to train you, at this time you all ran ten kilometers, I was already teaching you fighting skills, he is good, there is no one at this time. The old man said quietly, wearing a good Ming Qian Longjing.

"It's not!" Mu Zigang said while massaging: "I have been in office for two days, and I am late every day, in fact, this is nothing, the key is that he only knows how to ask us to run, and he has not taught us anything, I really don't know why the headquarters sent this kind of instructor to train us." ”

Mu Zigang's words were full of complaints.

"Hehe!" The old man smiled: "I heard Xiao Liu say that yesterday he came to intercede for you, and was sprayed with dog blood by your new chief instructor, is there such a thing?"

"Well, there's such a thing. Mu Zigang replied.

He didn't expect that Liu Qi also complained to Di Lao, when he called Di Lao last night, in order not to embarrass Chief Instructor Liu, he didn't tell Di Lao about it.

This Di Lao, a retired veteran cadre of the Qilu Wuzong Bureau, was invited by the commander of the military region to be the chief instructor of the Fengwu Special Combat Team for nearly a year three years ago.

"Then how did you run down the 120 kilometers yesterday in eight hours?" Di Lao asked curiously, but he heard that the day before yesterday, they were all tired of 100 kilometers and eight hours, and some people even almost failed to complete it, and yesterday added 20 kilometers, how could they be completed in the same time.

Hearing this, Mu Zigang frowned and said: "It's strange to say, after running a hundred kilometers the day before yesterday, all of us were tired like dead dogs, but yesterday's one hundred and twenty kilometers were not as bad as the day before yesterday, and everyone took a few minutes less than the day before yesterday to finish, and I don't know why." ”

Di Lao was also puzzled, and asked, "Then you didn't ask your Chief Instructor Qin?"

Instead of telling us why, he said that today he wanted us to run 150 kilometers in the same amount of time. Speaking of this, Mu Zigang pursed his lips: "That's why I called you to invite you over and asked you to vent for us, otherwise we will all be exhausted for one hundred and fifty kilometers and eight hours." ”

"Yes, Di Lao, you have to be the master for us!"

The team members pleaded with bitter faces.

"Hehe!" Di Laohan smiled: "I'm here to make decisions for you, Liu Qi can't beat him, I'm afraid of his high rank, I'm not afraid of him." ”

"First, I am not bound by the army, I am just a false title, and secondly, ten Liu Qi can't beat me, and even your captain Phoenix is not my opponent. ”

"Of course, your chief instructor is only twenty-two years old, so naturally I will not bully the small, as long as he is willing to listen to me and treat my children as human beings, I will not be as knowledgeable as him. ”

"But! If he doesn't give me Lao Di's face, with my Lao Di's temper, I will assign a slap to him and let him know that there is a price to pay for disrespecting the old man!"

"Di Lao, we love you to death!"

After listening to Di Lao's words, the team members hugged their arms and arms, hugged their legs, and kissed their faces, all regarded Di Lao as their ancestors.

"Whoa, whoa, little bunnies, don't molest me!"

Di Lao was mad for a while.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Seeing the Audi car driving in, the team members were clever and immediately lined up in two teams.

A few minutes later, Qin Fan walked over, and when he saw that his position was occupied, and the other party was an old man with the rank of colonel on his shoulders, his first reaction was that this old man must be the rescuer invited by this group of monkeys.

However, he was not angry because he was occupied, but asked with a light smile: "Old man, are you?"

When the old man heard this, he put down the teacup leisurely, looked at Qin Fan's shoulder, and saw that it was the rank of major general, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes for the first time.

I Di Rong is in the land of Qilu, and I am also a famous person, whether it is qualifications or status, which one is not better than this young man?

But when I was the chief instructor, he was only a colonel, and he was also the chief instructor, so why was his rank higher than mine?

Is it because the command looks down on me, or is this kid taking it too seriously?

Thinking about it like this, Di Lao felt more and more uncomfortable, so he simply got up and took off his military uniform, draped it on the chair, faced Qin Fan with no military rank, arched his hand, and said: "Di Rong, the fifth chief instructor of the Fengwu Special Combat Team, but I am not a person in the army, but a retired old cadre of the Qilu Wuzong Bureau, and I have nothing to do to come and see the children I have taught. ”

"Oh. Qin Fan nodded: "Since you are an old instructor, then you can sit and see the performance of the children you have taught." ”

After speaking, Qin Fan looked at Feng Wu's team members and said, "One hundred and fifty laps, let's start running." ”

Suddenly, the team members all cast a look at Di Lao for help.

"Wait!"

Di Lao raised his hand to stop and looked at Qin Fan: "Instructor Qin, is one hundred and fifty kilometers too much?"

"Not too much. Qin Fan shrugged his shoulders.

"Hehe!" Di Lao laughed dryly: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, if it's not too much, you can also run along." ”

"No problem. Qin Fan looked indifferent and looked at the team members: "Two hundred laps and eight hours, I will run with you, if I can't finish running, I will automatically take the blame and resign, if you can't finish, it's still the same sentence, roll up and get out." ”

"Huh?"

The team members screamed.

Not to mention whether Qin Fan can finish the run, two hundred laps and eight hours, none of the team members dare to guarantee that they can finish it, how dare they go down.

But Qin Fan didn't care if they agreed or not, and shouted directly: "Why are you still stunned, hurry up!"

“”

The team members were miserable in their hearts, and when they turned left, they all threw their eyes at Di Lao again for help.

"Don't run!"

As the team members were about to start, Di Lao snorted.

Immediately, he looked at Qin Fan, twitched his eyes, and said coldly: "You are not training, you are treating them as brutes, as their old instructor, I solemnly protest against your reckless behavior!"

"Shut up for me!" Qin Fan's expression turned cold: "I am the chief instructor here, how to train me, let alone you are a retired veteran cadre of the Martial Sect Bureau, even if you are the chief of the inner house, he doesn't dare to point fingers at me!"

"You must get out of front of my eyes within ten seconds, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind!"

(End of chapter)