Volume 7, Chapter 72, Sue Me, No matter how long the road is, there will be a time when it will come to an end.

Not to mention the short distance of a few hundred meters from the berth to the platform.

No matter how reluctant Samon was, he could only stand up straight, watching Zhang Pengcheng walk towards him step by step in tens of thousands of pairs of knife-like eyes.

"That guy is the commander of the Fyan fleet who ran away?" The fat man walked beside Zhang Pengcheng and asked in a low voice.

"That's him!" Zhang Pengcheng gritted his teeth.

"Punched?" The fat man blinked his eyes.

Zhang Pengcheng's footsteps paused slightly: "You're not afraid?" ”

The fat man's expression was very surprised: "What am I afraid of?" ”

"It's your immediate boss standing next to him." Zhang Pengcheng glanced at the smiling Carolina.

"Look down on me?" The fat man narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter with beating up a scumbag." Lao Tzu is happy. Do you beat it or not? ”

"Here?" Zhang Pengcheng took a deep breath.

"Here, now," the fat man said coldly, "both of us! ”

“。” Zhang Pengcheng said viciously: "When it comes to my heart!" ”

The two of them invariably quickened their pace.

On the platform, the chakner guard phalanx has flashed a passage. Seeing Zhang Pengcheng and the fat man coming quickly, the guards who had originally separated the Fei Yang officer queue also slowly retreated to both sides.

The fat man and Zhang Pengcheng strode into the meteor. The commander of the Chackner Guard Battalion, when the two of them passed in front of him, took a deep breath and said loudly: "All of them, Major General Leleitian Xingjian." Salute! ”

In the melodious voice of the battalion commander of the guard, tens of thousands of Chakner soldiers. At the same time, raise your hands in salute.

platform. On the edge of the berth, on the deck. On the bridge walkway, row after row, column after column, groups of people in black uniforms, all with their legs and chests up. The neat and uniform standing salute action is very visually impactful.

Carolina turned pale. Suddenly it turned iron. She never wanted to see Lelei and Chakner people mixed together, and she never dreamed that these Chakna people would suddenly pay tribute to a powerless Major General Lere in such a way. Looking at the expression of the commander of the guard battalion and the movements of the Chakner soldiers, it was obvious that this was a place that had been prepared for a long time.

Cheng Zhixuan, who had been silent, his face became ugly. Next to him, Margaret's eyes widened in surprise.

It was the first time she had seen the almost legendary Major General Leray. It's the same as the one on the data.,Some honest faces.。 Some bloated body types. White and chubby, amiable and unexpected. His appearance turned out to be such a dramatic effect. The Chakners, in an extreme way, are paying tribute to him.

What did he do? It is worth such fanfare from the Chackner XII fleet!

In the midst of her thoughts, Margaret saw that Admiral Chakner, Zhang Pengcheng, and the fat man had walked quickly through the guard array and walked in front of Carolina. She could even hear the two of them talking and laughing

"You made it?" The fat man asked.

"Not me. This is the Chackner servicemen, and the tradition of the Fleet of the Twelve! Zhang Pengcheng said: "You deserve it." ”

Carolina smiled and stretched out her hand to Zhang Pengcheng: "Congratulations, Your Excellency Admiral Zhang Pengcheng, this is a great one"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The two men, one old and one young, ignored her. They strode past her. Zhang Pengcheng slapped Samon in the face, and then the fat man flew up and kicked Samon in the lower abdomen, kicking the unprepared Samon out.

Carolina froze in place.

In front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Pengcheng and the fat man didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, the two of them chased after each other left and right, punching and kicking Samon who was curled up on the ground. In the flying dust, the dull sound of punches and kicks was breathtaking.

Cheng Zhixuan, who was closest to the fighting group, reflexively took a step back, Margaret covered her mouth, and the faces of more than a hundred Fei Yang officers changed greatly, while tens of thousands of Chakner officers and soldiers near and far clenched their fists, their teeth clenched, and their eyes were blazing. The entire No. 15 airport was silent except for the sound of fists and kicks and the sound of rapid breathing.

All of them watched as the two assailants in the general's uniform beat Samon violently.

A general and a major general are beating people with their fists like street hooligans, and such a scene is probably unprecedented in the military history of mankind.

"What are you doing?"

Samon only screamed, and then lay on the ground and rolled over, unable to speak again. Zhang Pengcheng and the fat man's fists and feet fell on him like raindrops. Every punch and kick is extremely ferocious. The beatings are the most painful parts.

Samon screamed, hissing in his throat, and there was no room for resistance. After all, he is only an officer who graduated from a military academy, and the little hand-to-hand combat skills he learned in the military academy have long been forgotten. How can it be the opponent of the fat man from the special forces and the burly Zhang Pengcheng?!

In the dust, Zhang Pengcheng grabbed Samon by the collar, lifted him off the ground, and slammed a hook on his cheek. Samon's head jerked, and two teeth flew out with blood droplets.

"The 1201 fleet has thirty-six destroyers, eleven cruisers, nine battleships! 34,000 lonely souls! It's all your handiwork! ”

When this set of data was reported, Zhang Pengcheng, who had a hideous face, had tears faintly flashing in his red eyes. His lips trembled as he spoke. His voice, far away, echoed through the harbor.

"It's not that Lao Tzu wants to hit you" The fat man grabbed Samon, and his backhand was a slap in the face. This slap in the face is so loud. Samon's already bruised face suddenly had another slap print. The fat man kicked on Samon's stomach: "The souls of the 34,000 dead people are still gone, and Lao Tzu is now possessed by the soul." In spite of oneself! ”

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, Zhang Pengcheng was not far behind, and rushed up in a daze. A bend of the knee. On top of Samon's.

In the scream, Samon curled up like a shrimp.

The entire port. Silent. Everyone in the interior, including the Chacner officers and soldiers, opened their mouths wide. No one expected that Zhang Pengcheng, who was already in his fifties, ranked as Admiral Chakner, was calm and calm. It's unbelievable to come up with such a move.

The fat man looked at Samon, who was rolling on the ground and wailing. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Pengcheng in amazement: "Old guy, you're too ruthless, aren't you?" ”

Zhang Pengcheng rubbed his hands in disdain, as if he felt a little embarrassed about his knee. However, less than two seconds after this expression appeared, he noticed that Samon seemed to be relieved, and quickly rushed up to make up for it.

The two of them were talking and laughing, committing murder in public, and were tossing Samun in high spirits, when suddenly they heard a sharp scream. "Stop!"

Carolina came back to her senses. It's already a face full of iron. She never dreamed of it. As soon as they met, Zhang Pengcheng would be with the fat man. Regardless of his identity and dignity, he personally beat Samon. Samon's beating not only dropped Fei Yang's face, but also proved one thing that gave Carolina a headache, that is, the friendship between Leray, a fat man, and the Chuckner people obviously can't be described in general.

Hearing Carolina's sharp stop, the more than 100 Feiyang officers beside her also woke up from a dream and scolded one after another. Although everyone knew why Samon was beaten, the fat man and Zhang Pengcheng's methods were really vicious.

The Chakner guards around him stepped forward at the same time, eyeing the officers of Feiyang.

For a while, the two sides suddenly became tense.

"You don't have the right to hit him" Carolina strode forward and said solemnly: "It was just an accident!" Major General Samun, there is absolutely no deliberate idea of persecuting Chakner's allies! Even if he did something wrong, there was a coalition command, there was a court-martial. How can you beat me at will like this? ”

As she spoke, Carolina had already walked up to the fat man: "Major General Tian Xingjian, as the commander-in-chief of the Mars Front, I order you to stop immediately!" ”

"Yes!" The fat man saluted without hesitation. Stomped underfoot, Samon's howl was heard.

"You!" Carolina's eyes were full of Venus, she knew that this fat man was a thorn, but she didn't expect that when they met this time, the first order she gave was executed by him in such a way.

Seeing that the fat man stopped, Zhang Pengcheng, who had had enough of fighting, clapped his hands coldly and stopped.

"The reason for the accident is very light," Zhang Pengcheng looked at Carolina coldly and said: "Major General Carolina, whether it was an accident or not, we all know very well." Anyway, we have battlefield footage and radar recordings. It's a big deal, let's make these things public, and let the countries of the Filipino Alliance judge them! Let's see if anyone believes it was an accident! ”

Carolina frowned, momentarily speechless. She knew that this battlefield record could not be made public under any circumstances.

There was silence in the venue.

Margaret's eyes fell on the fat man with great interest. She was not surprised that Samon had been beaten, nor was she angry that this man was a member of the Republic of Fiyan. Having been nurtured by Hastings since childhood, she knew better than anyone else that a person like Samon was far more harmful to her own people in war than a frontal enemy.

She just had a strong interest in this fat man, who was white and fat.

Mars has been regarded as a miracle by the staff officers of the coalition command under his grandfather. And now, this fat man returned to Mars with the 1201 fleet of the Chakners, and after getting off the ship, Margaret was collectively saluted by the Chakners, and it was hard to believe that the battle in which the Chakner people escaped death and turned defeat into victory would have nothing to do with this fat man.

What kind of role did he play in it?!

"I'm going to accuse you to the coalition command," Samon got up from the ground in silence. The pain was so severe that he couldn't hold back his anger. Feiyan's high-ranking generals were beaten in public by Chackner and Leray. This is an unprecedented disgrace. He couldn't accept it at all, which had always been smooth sailing. Looking at Zhang Pengcheng and the fat man's eyes, they were full of resentment.

Everybody looked at Samon blankly. Even some of the Fei Yang officers couldn't help frowning. Samon, who has a blue nose and swollen face, has obviously been carried away by hatred, what is the use of saying an accusation at this time?!

In the silence, Carolina glanced at Samon and was about to speak, but when she saw the fat man of Narere, she turned her head, coughed, and snorted, and spat violently in Samon's face.

"I didn't want to go over it like that." The fat man wiped his mouth: "Bastard, go sue me." "Brothers, let's launch a small climax of a monthly pass. Drop him down! after