In the activity room of the Iron and Blood Commando Station, Wu Peng held a disposable injection gun, and while uncovering several covers on his left arm, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, have you heard that the commander of our team has been assigned?" ”

Whether it was a strong black man sitting on a chair fiddling with huge dumbbells, or a strong white man propped up on the ground and doing a push-up, or a strong yellow man leaning against the corner of the wall and doing a handstand with his head on the floor, they all subconsciously turned their eyes to Wu Peng's body.

Wu Peng inserted the injection port of the needle removed from the injection gun into the small opening on his arm and gently squeezed it. The injection tube is not filled with medicine, but with lubricating oil.

From the small holes uncovered on his arm, it can be seen that Wu Peng's arm is not a muscle under the skin, but metal. Wu Peng's left arm was shot by the enemy with a small electromagnetic gun during an operation, and his entire arm was blown away.

Among the two rehabilitation plans of bionic manipulator and amputated limb regeneration surgery, Wu Peng chose bionic manipulator. The development of bionic technology to this day has been very perfect, and the imitation manipulator, both in appearance and dexterity, is far beyond the arm of a normal person.

And in hardness and strength, it is incomparable to normal people's arms. If the body is strong enough to provide enough support, it is easy to punch through a wall. Equipped with a nuclear power battery, a bionic robotic arm can be used for a lifetime.

Many people who pursue strength, even if their bodies are not disabled, will actively choose to replace their bodies with bionic machines. There are even extreme guys, except for the heart, head and necessary nerve organs, the rest of the parts are all transformed into bionic machines, and they will not be confined to the human form, and more adaptable forms such as centaur and spider can also be transformed.

Of course, these transformations are illegal, and one case of execution is found. Moreover, such illegal modifications cannot pass the security checks of transportation hubs, and they cannot even get out of the city unless they are smuggled or have a special means of transportation. Therefore, generally speaking, only those strong forces that cross the star field can afford to raise this kind of transformation body.

Wu Peng's bionic arm is naturally not illegal, but a kind of welfare for disabled soldiers by the military, the performance of the arm is better than some regular bionic arms on the market, the only thing that makes him unhappy is that he must add lubricating oil every dozens of days.

Because this kind of manipulator is a standard product, no matter how good the performance is, it is not the kind of specially customized high-end goods, and the lubrication circuit of the joint has long been set in sections, and it will be intercepted as needed when it is installed.

In this way, there are several oil filling holes on the entire arm, which are responsible for lubricating the joints such as fingers, wrists, and elbows. Of course, it is okay without oil, the materials used in the joints are self-lubricating, and you can move without oil, but the movement is not so smooth.

With Wu Peng's ** character, of course, it is impossible to compromise, and as soon as he feels that the operation is not smooth, he will go to refuel as soon as possible.

Watching the transparent lubricating oil slowly injected into his arm, Wu Peng felt that his mood was also relaxed, and then he continued: "Didn't you notice? In the daily push, in addition to training, today's daily life also has a set, there is no commander, a collection of fart? ”

The strong man of Yishui looked at each other, in the days when there was no commander for a few years, every day was training and training, every day was the same, who would be so idle that he didn't have anything to do to see what daily push, it is estimated that the entire commando team only has a tangled ** seat like Wu Peng, so he will have the leisure to pay attention to this, right?

"For this reason, I went to the service department to inquire, do you want to know the information of the commander of the road?" Wu Peng asked.

In the corner of the wall, the yellow man with his head upside down straightened up, easily turned over, and landed on his feet. The bare head is oily and slippery, and not a single hair can be seen. I saw the bald man step forward, his hands waved a few times quickly, and his fist actually made a thumping sound in the air, and the momentum was amazing.

"Hang your appetite again, fight." The bald man paused word by word, and said without any room for negotiation.

"Cut." Wu Peng pursed his lips disdainfully: "It's your luck to win, and if you lose, you will say that my left hand bullied you." Wu Peng didn't take the threat of the bald man to heart at all.

It is true that this bald man comes from an ancient family in the East, has practiced traditional kung fu, and his fighting ability is among the best in the camp. However, in these years, no matter how high the kung fu is, he is also afraid of kitchen knives, and with the bionic robotic arm, he will be reduced by ten times, unless the bald man is not hit by himself, he can be beaten into the hospital with just one punch.

No matter how good the bald man's kung fu is, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he won't hit a punch in a fight, so Wu Peng is not afraid of him at all, anyway, it's not that he hasn't fought before, the victory or defeat is in the number of five or five, and the most difficult one depends on who is in good shape.

With two bangs, two huge dumbbells smashed on the ground, and the black strong man with a height of two meters and four stood up and puffed out his muscles towards Wu Peng, even in the ground assault camp where all strong men **, the muscles of this black strong man are among the best.

Under the adjustment of various steroids and muscle-building drugs all year round, his muscles have been so hard that Wu Peng can't smash them without a robotic arm.

The white strong man who stood up on the ground also stood up from the ground, his body twisted sharply like a snake a few times, and his body was as soft as if there were no bones, and then he made a few difficult Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu moves towards Wu Peng, and said with a smile: "Hang your appetite again......"

"Hit!" This typing was shouted out by three strong men together, full of energy, and the sound shook the audience, and some of the shelves where the fitness equipment was put were shaken. Everyone has long been familiar with Wu Peng's character of selling Guanzi, if everyone doesn't stop it, he can go around the topic hundreds of kilometers away and won't be able to come back for half a day.

"I say, I say." Wu Peng hurriedly raised his hands above his head and begged for mercy. The commando team has not been on a mission for a long time, and every member has nowhere to vent their energy, saying that the fight is a real fight, and it is a common thing to fight until they go to the hospital. Anyway, the level of the military hospital is high, as long as the head is not blown off on the spot, it can be saved.

Wu Peng usually goes to the hospital a lot of times, but this kind of one-to-three is obviously a masochistic loss, so he won't eat it.

"Do you know the truth? The new commander is called Zhang Qifan, only eighteen years old, and he has just reached the age of eighteen. Wu Peng used an extremely exaggerated expression to emphasize his age twice.

Three strong men of different races looked at each other, all shocked by this age, and then they showed different expressions, perhaps because they thought of different things.

The yellow strong man's expression moved, revealing a thoughtful expression. But the big black man grinned, pinched the bones of his whole body, and smiled cruelly. But a look of disgust flashed on the white man's face, and he muttered: "Who has such a big enmity with this kid, and it takes the trouble to send it to us, isn't it harmful?" ”

The Ground Commando is a notoriously unruly place, where people without strength will only be the target of oppression, no matter what background or military rank you have. Even if the commander who was forced to parachute down, he didn't have the strength to suppress these people, and a reasonable collision in any training could break your arm and leg.

If the bright ones don't come to the yin, no one can stand the pain of being hurt every day. I will soon apply for a transfer on my own.

This is also the reason why there has been no commander for a long time for the commando team. First, serving as a commander requires a high degree of education and a certain military rank, and the ground commando has relatively high requirements for physical fitness.

And the commanders who meet these requirements are often not fierce enough, and after being assigned, they are quickly frightened away by the barbaric style here. The guy who meets the requirements and has enough strength already has a better place to go. As a result, those who can come can't control the scene, those who can control the scene are unwilling to come, and those who are willing to come and can control the scene are not educated enough.

This is also the reason why Zhang Qifan's report was immediately promoted to commander as soon as it was typed, and there was only one candidate like him who met the physical fitness standards, the education standards, and was willing to join the commando. The main control brain doesn't care if he can control the scene or not, as long as the hard indicators meet the requirements, it is enough.

However, for Wu Peng and others, when they heard Zhang Qifan's age, they thought of a lot of things.

As the white man said, 'Who has such a big enmity with this child'. An eighteen-year-old guy is a child to them, a flower that has just grown up, and should be carefully cared for in a greenhouse, and now he is being sent to their group of barbarians, or is he a commander? Isn't this a clear plan to send him to death?

In other words, any commando will not be convinced that a child will point fingers, and what will follow must be a conflict, and it will be strange that this child can leave completely by their group of barbarians. At least the expression of the black strong man already showed that he was brain-making up the means of torturing the other party.

At this moment, the room in the activity room was pushed open with a bang, and a yellow-faced yellow 'child' with a young face pushed the door expressionlessly and walked in, followed by Li Lixin, the liaison adjutant of the service office who was in a hurry.

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