Just for running physical training, the group of recruits were already exhausted and collapsed on the ground. Seeing this situation, although Zhang Dabiao scolded him very badly, he still gave them almost fifteen minutes of meals and rest time.

"You can see it all. Just in terms of physical fitness, you are not as good as veterans!"

Zhang Dabiao looked at the group of new recruits sitting on the ground and gasping for breath in front of him with a little contempt: "You are so brave enough to say that you are almost the same as the veterans? Do you still want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy?"

"In my eyes, you group of new recruits are like newly weaned dolls. Without the protection of veterans, you are nothing!"

Zhang Dabiao walked from the east to the end of the team in the west. The words along the way were as ugly as they were, and he almost made the new recruits worthless.

Even Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but remind him from the side that it was almost the same, but Zhang Dabiao still said to himself as if he hadn't heard it.

"Report!" A recruit couldn't bear it anymore and made a report to express his opinion.

"What? I don't agree?" Zhang Dabiao turned his head and looked at the soldier who was reporting and said, "I tell you, I am not your battalion commander. Don't let me be dissatisfied with me, if you don't agree, you have to hold it in your hands!"

"Report!" the soldier continued: "You said we are not as good as veterans. I am really not convinced. We have all persevered in this run!"

"I think we are just not as good as veterans in terms of experience. If we compare again, we will never lose!"

"Do you still think that it's just an experience gap between you and the veteran?"

Zhang Dabiao frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Since you think so, then you can choose a military skill that you think can beat veterans and try it!"

"Yes!" The soldier responded: "Battleman Zhang, I am the best in our company's thorn and design, so I chose to compete in these two."

"If I win, I hope Battalion Commander Zhang can apologize like our recruits!"

"Okay!" Zhang Dabiao didn't frown. He knew that if this group of high-profile recruits truly realize their shortcomings, they had to show some real skills. Just talking verbally is not enough!

"If you win, I apologize to all the recruits in front of you and take back what I said before, but if you lose, starting today, your training volume will double!"

"I won't lose!" The soldier said confidently: "Bath Commander Zhang, are you here in person or arrange for the veteran to come!"

"My dear..."

Zhang Dabiao sneered. Sun Desheng, who had just been talking and watching the show for a long time, came over: "Capital Commander Zhang, this new recruit has backbone and is very suitable for my appetite. I'll compete with him!"

Zhang Dabiao was stunned: "You compete with him? Are you bullying people too much?"

"That's it!" The members of the special forces started to cheer in an instant.

"Battlefield Commander Sun, aren't you bullying the small? Why don't you just change someone else? Don't beat the recruits to cry anymore!"

"It's just a recruit, not a matter of it, not a matter of Battalion Commander Sun, don't mess with it."

Although everyone said with a smile, they actually didn't want Sun Desheng to take action.

If you want to say which of the troops brought out of Li Yunlong had the most close battles with the Japanese, it must be Sun Desheng's cavalry battalion.

Although it is a little better now, before Li Yunlong built a submachine gun, the people in the cavalry camp almost fought with the Japanese with their sabers.

Therefore, if the cavalry battalion's thorn-fighting technique is second, even Zhang Dabiao and others dare not say first.

Moreover, those who know Sun Desheng know that he is quite strict in his training. Often, if a soldier fails to do a good job, he will greet Sun Desheng's scolding and sometimes he will take action.

Zhao Gang talked a lot about this, but Sun Desheng is a rough man, stupid and unreasonable. He will always be restrained after being told for a while and then continue to do his own things.

Sun Desheng ignored the monk and the others and walked to the new recruits on his own: "New recruit, my old veteran is not considered bullying you, right?"

The soldier looked up and down at Sun Desheng, and was secretly happy. Such a thin veteran might have to breathe after waving a few wooden guns.

"Squad leader, please give me some advice!"

Sun Desheng nodded, picked up a wooden gun and turned to look at the recruits: "You attack first, otherwise others will say I will bully you."

The soldier nodded, grabbed the wooden gun with both hands, then roared and rushed towards Sun Desheng.

When he was one meter away from Sun Desheng, the soldier pushed forward with his hands and the tip of his gun quickly stabbed Sun Desheng's throat.

Sun Desheng turned his body slightly, and at the same time raised his knee and kicked it hard at the soldier's calf. The soldier suddenly felt that the center of gravity was unstable and knelt down on one knee.

But the soldier reacted quickly and quickly turned his direction, and the wooden gun swept across from the side towards Sun Desheng.

Sun Desheng was calm and held a wooden gun in his right hand and blocked his waist with his feet upright, kicking the soldier's shoulder.

After only three rounds, the soldier who was still clamoring just now was knocked to the ground.

Sun Desheng's wooden gun pointed at his throat: "It's good momentum, but unfortunately his ability is far worse than that of the Japanese!"

"If it were the Japanese, the bayonet would have penetrated your throat at this time."

Sun Desheng pulled his gun and reached out to pull him up: "You have to fight to the death. With your training amount, if you put it in my army, those bastards will probably be happy to death!"

Zhang Dabiao stepped forward and smiled and said, "Battleman Sun, you are so relieved!"

Sun Desheng laughed: "You can't get serious with the children, otherwise this kid wouldn't be able to get up this week."

"Okay, I'm moving too. Let's go and see if those bastards are lazy!"

As he said that, Sun Desheng turned around and left, and before leaving, he still said to Zhang Dabiao: "Remember, I will educate you about this group of new recruits today. You have to invite me to drink at night!"

Zhang Dabiao looked speechless and thought to himself: You are obviously going to come by yourself, why are you still embarrassed to ask me for a drink?

Although Zhang Dabiao thought so in his heart, he actually didn't care about this bottle of wine, so he didn't say anything.

"What's the thing? I'll have some wine to drink when competing with the recruits?" The monk beside him heard it really, and immediately stood up and ran to Zhang Dabiao.

"Captain Zhang, is what Captain Sun said just now true?" the monk said excitedly.

"Ah?" Zhang Dabiao was also confused. He just didn't say anything. What was the monk's mind in mind?

The monk smiled and immediately said, "Captain Zhang, are you going to compete with this kid for shooting? I sign up and I will compete with him."

"The reward is also simple. A bottle of sweet potatoes is cooked. I can just go wherever you can get it in the evening!"

After saying that, the monk walked up to the recruit with great momentum: "Boy, I'll show you how to gesture, but I declare that I'm here to teach you, not for some wine!"
Chapter completed!