Zhuang Bi looked at Captain Flying Eagle with a smile and asked:

"What is the fastest disassembly record for the unified special weapon you use?"

The captain smiled bitterly, glanced at his subordinates, and said with a little confidence:

"A little over ten seconds."

Zhuang Bi nodded:

"Give me your weapon."

The captain nodded, turned and unloaded his spear from his tactical backpack not far behind him.

Zhuang Bi took it, gently tossed it in his hand, and then said with a smile:

"I only need three seconds, or, a little shorter."

One sentence is like detonating a barrel of explosives.

"Holy."

"This grandson is here to smash the field, right?"

"Three seconds? Isn't this so braggadocio and not drafting? ”

"The fastest single gun dismantling record in the whole army is also four seconds five three."

"That's right, this grandson is so annoying."

"Lao Tzu has long seen that this grandson is not a good bird, looking at him like that, with a lewd look."

"He just wants to pretend to be a coercion in front of our boss."

"Stepping on us, striking him, I'm phew, dog thing."

Zhuang Bi caused ridicule for a while, and the Flying Eagle team was angry, and they were so angry that the formation was chaotic.

Lin Zhenwu was even more angry and his nose was crooked.

Little bunny, you're addicted to slapping your face, aren't you?

One time is enough, and you want to come a second time?

Lin Zhenwu is not worried about anything else, he is worried about the baby bump on his hands, in case there is any impact on his soul, and then there is a mental illness, which leads to a decline in combat effectiveness, who will he cry to?

But now, it's too late for him to stop it.

Zhuang Bi was also startled, turned around and glanced innocently at the members of the Flying Eagle Squad, and said weakly:

"Why don't I step on it? lest you ...... Angry. ”

The captain was so angry that he almost didn't dig a hole in the ground with his toe, and said angrily:

"No, I want to see how you did it in three seconds!"

After speaking, he roared angrily at the other members:

"Shut up Lao Tzu."

After all, the captain is the captain, and a group of arrogant soldiers and fierce generals are quiet at once.

Lin Zhenwu also aroused interest.

The adjutant beside him, as well as the other people in the base, also stretched their necks to see Zhuang Bi pretending.

Lin Xuan stood aside, feeling confused.

Am I ...... What did you do wrong?

Daddy, please forgive me.

How could Zhuang Bi not know what they were thinking?

He smiled, sat directly cross-legged on the ground, and said slowly:

"I know that you are all selected among millions of outstanding soldiers, the best of the best, assessed and trained again and again, eliminated strong opponents, and were selected."

"When it comes to your individual soldier quality, you are naturally the best."

"You are all worthy of the king of soldiers."

Soldiers also have vanity.

Especially the proud kings of soldiers.

Although this grandson is very annoying, he is a strong man.

It ...... feeling to be praised by the strong!

Refreshing!

Who doesn't love to hear compliments?

Zhuang Bi's words made the members of the Flying Eagle Squad feel a lot better immediately.

Looking at that hateful face again, it seems that it is not so hateful.

But then, the words that came out of Zhuang Bi's mouth directly blew up their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys.

"Still."

"In my eyes, you are still 108,000 miles away from a real king of soldiers."

"Do you think that if you suffer a little, you will be a bullshit soldier king?"

"Do you think that if you go to the small battlefield twice, you are a master?"

"You're not, not bullshit."

After speaking, he jumped up directly and shouted:

"Look at it."

As he spoke, Captain Eagle's spear suddenly turned into a pile of parts in Zhuang Bi's hand.

This process takes less than a second.

Including Lin Zhenwu, he heard a clanging sound in his ears.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes at all.

Then, Zhuang Bi actually had time to clap his hands and look at everyone the same:

"Look."

His hands suddenly turned into an afterimage.

The feeling is not to pick up parts with your hands at all, but to put your hands together.

Then, there was an even more rapid clanging.

Finally clicked twice.

An automatic rifle, assembled in an instant.

All this, including the half second delay when Zhuang Bi spoke, was a total of three seconds.

Although no one keeps track of the time, there is almost a standard in everyone's mind.

Looking at the automatic rifle that seemed to have never been disassembled, Lin Zhenwu was stupid.

Captain Flying Eagle is stupid, his team members are stupid.

Everyone, all dumbfounded.

There was silence on the training ground, and everyone's hearts were shocked and admired.

As for anger?

I'm sorry, that thing is long gone.

The rest are all envious, okay?

My own is real kung fu, but what is this special thing called?

Immortal means.

What is the fastest disassembly record in the whole army?

Nine seconds and eighty-three.

For these three seconds, people were delayed for at least half a second.

It's a bit of a yarn.

In the army, the strong are like forests, but the strong are always easier to admire the stronger.

Therefore, the members of the Flying Eagle Squad, including the captain, are actually already in their hearts, admiring Zhuang Bi to the ground.

It's just that it hasn't been shown on the face for the time being.

Don't talk about that kick, just talk about the ability to dismantle the gun, this is a real technology.

On the battlefield, this technology is life.

Just that scene, where is the disassembly technique?

The captain's gun, in the opponent's hand, was in the blink of an eye, as if ten pairs of hands were disassembling it at the same time.

Tear it down in an instant.

And that's not all.

The scene of assembly is terrifying.

Is that peat magic?

It's a magical magic show.

It's too peat handsome.

The members of the Flying Eagle Squad, including the gunsmith, were completely subjugated.

This guy is usually very proud, and he also has proud capital, not only has strong marksmanship, but also has excellent skills, and he is a sharpshooter who can be called the number one in the whole army.

Now, he clutched his hair with both hands, his pupils dilated, and he opened his mouth to inhale heavily, as if he had seen a ghost.

Still not convinced?

Apparently not.

As for the marksmanship?

There's no need for it.

Just look at the disassembly of people's hands, and you can figure it out with your toes, and people are familiar with this gun to the core.

It's as familiar as an extension of the real body.

This kind of person is the god of guns.

It wasn't until Zhuang Bi handed the gun to the captain that the shocking emotion slowly dissipated.

Lin Zhenwu was not angry at this time.

He is worthy of the man that my daughter fancies.

This little guy is so powerful.

Isn't it just the identity of a special recruit?

Here you go.

Isn't it a second-level war school?

Here you go.

It's a big deal, use the old man's channels and do special things.

This kind of talent, if it doesn't stay in his own hands, what are you waiting for?

As for whether there is a problem with Zhuang Bi's identity, Lin Zhenwu has no doubts at all.

Just kidding, what does his daughter do, how could he not know?

Others don't know, but he, who is a father, can still know. Nothing more than secrecy.

Thinking that Zhuang Bi could become a member of the Flying Eagle, Lin Zhenwu couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.

In the coming year, the special forces of the whole army will compete, and his flying eagle may not be able to win the top three, but Zhuang Bi will definitely be able to win the first place in the whole army.

This glory ......!

I feel light and fluttering when I think about it.