Yang Feng stared at Long Qianjun in shock, and never expected that the scar on Long Qianjun's face was caused by members of the National Blade.

Long Qianjun saw Yang Feng's expression and knew that Yang Feng had misunderstood. He explained with a smile: "Don't misunderstand, the members of the National Blade left this scar on my face to save me. If there were no such scar, I might have sacrificed."

Yang Feng knew it and thought to himself that if you don’t explain it clearly, I will really misunderstand it. After all, people like Thunder cannot do such a thing.

As he thought, the scene of the monkey in Libya was in his mind when he was performing surgery on him. At that time, in order to control him, Thunder stepped on his hands and grinded out many small blood marks.

"Captain, can you tell me the story of scars?" Yang Feng asked, very curious.

Everything related to the National Blade made him curious, and looking at Long Qianjun's face indulging in the past even more curious.

"Hi." Long Qianjun sighed lightly, "It's nothing. He was carrying out a mission abroad and saved a little boy. Unexpectedly, the boy was a boy soldier. When I picked him up, he waved a dagger at me. The distance was too close. It was right in front of me. If a member of the National Blade came to me like a ghost and cut the boy soldier's hand with one knife, my head would have been pierced."

Yang Feng was silent, but he could feel Long Qianjun's emotions at that time.

Originally, he was the one who saved him, but he became the murderer who wanted to kill him. The key murderer was still a child.

Ruthless war!

Although Long Qianjun's tone was plain, Yang Feng could still imagine the danger at that time. The reason why there were scars on his face must be because the boy soldier's dagger was too close to Long Qianjun's face, and the member of the National Blade dared not take risks, so with one knife, it not only cut open Boy soldier's hand, but also cut open Long Qianjun's face.

The atmosphere is a bit heavy.

Even as a soldier, he looked solemn when talking about war.

No one desires war, especially for soldiers, even if they want to make achievements and defend their country, they still hope for peace for generations.

"Okay, it's all the past." Long Qianjun said casually, "You just came to the dragon weapon, go and get familiar with the environment of the dragon weapon."

"Yes!" Yang Feng responded, turned around and left, and just took a few steps and turned around and asked, "Captain, why are you looking for the National Blade? Will you still look for the National Blade in the future?"

Long Qianjun's eyes were flashing with a bright light, and he said firmly: "Yes, even if I look for it for a lifetime, I will find the National Blade! Not only do I have to find the National Blade, I also have to enter the National Blade. This is my goal in this life!"

Yang Feng showed a serious smile, "So too."

"Then let's work together." Long Qianjun smiled. For some reason, in addition to appreciating Yang Feng, he also had a lot of inexplicable favoritism, perhaps because he had the same goal.

"Yeah!" Yang Feng nodded and left the office.

Walking out of the office building, Zhang Xiaoshan stood outside the office building and waited. When he saw Yang Feng coming out, he happily greeted him.

"Come out?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked.

"Yeah." Yang Feng nodded.

"Let's go, I'll take you to familiarize yourself with the environment of Xialongqi military camp." Zhang Xiaoshan said excitedly.

"Okay." Yang Feng replied.

The two of them chatted while walking.

"The dragon weapon is really big!" Yang Feng looked at the environment all the way and couldn't help but exclaim. It was obviously a special brigade, but the size of the military camp was almost catching up with a company.

"That's right, our Dragon Artillery Special Forces Brigade has more than 100 people in total." Zhang Xiaoshan said.

"So many?" Yang Feng was a little surprised. Are the special forces recruited according to the company's base now?

"Well, but not all special forces are dragon weapon elites. Within the dragon weapon, there are also assessment mechanisms and level rankings." Zhang Xiaoshan said.

"Oh?" Yang Feng was quite interested, "Let's listen."

"The entire Dragon Artillery Special Team is divided into three major levels, namely Black Dragon, White Dragon, and Golden Dragon! Each major level is divided into three minor levels, namely Three Claws, Four Claws, and Five Claws." Zhang Xiaoshan patiently explained, "The most powerful thing in our Dragon Artillery is the captain Long Qianjun. Now the strength level is the five-clawed Golden Dragon!"

"What level are you?" Yang Feng asked.

"Hehe, I'm the five-clawed black dragon!" Zhang Xiaoshan said with a smile, very proud.

"It's not bad! I've been here for only three months and I've advanced to the five-clawed black dragon. How did this be assessed?" Yang Feng said excitedly, with expectation in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to test his level.

"Assessed once a month, the contents of the assessment are divided into civil and military!" Zhang Xiaoshan said, "Vision is some essential military theoretical knowledge, and martial arts is various training assessments, shooting, fighting, etc."

"Then what level do I guess?" Yang Feng asked.

"When Chen Jun first came, he was a four-clawed white dragon. After three months of training, he has advanced to a five-clawed white dragon. He is very strong! I guess you are the same as him." Zhang Xiaoshan said, with admiration for Chen Jun in his expression.

The strong are respected!

Even though Chen Jun's personality is not popular, his strong strength is still respectable.

"What is the level of Mu Xiaoyun and Wei Cheng?" Yang Feng asked, for some reason why he was suddenly interested in the levels of these two people.

"Mu Xiaoyun is a four-clawed golden dragon, and Wei Cheng is a three-clawed golden dragon!" Zhang Xiaoshan replied, his face revealing his yearning for the future.

"Interesting." Yang Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, "When will the next assessment start?"

"It's the end of this month." Zhang Xiaoshan said, "I believe you will be promoted directly to the Five-Clawed White Dragon!"

Yang Feng smiled and didn't say anything. The five-clawed white dragon could not satisfy him. He wanted to advance directly to the four-clawed golden dragon!!

Anyway, I can't be worse than Mu Xiaoyun, otherwise I wouldn't have been ridiculed to death by Mu Xiaoyun.

The two of them walked and chatted, and before they knew it, they came to the cafeteria.

It was already dinner time, and the canteen also had an attractive fragrance.

"Let's go, it's time for dinner, let's go for dinner." Zhang Xiaoshan said, "The food here is much better than that of Heroes. You see, I've been a little fat lately."

"You are not fat, you are strong." Yang Feng glanced at Zhang Xiaoshan's muscles that were looming under his wide camouflage uniform, and found that he was indeed much stronger.

The two walked into the cafeteria and lined up to make meals.

It is indeed very rich, with all kinds of meat foods, but there are also regulations and restrictions, and overeating is not allowed.

Yang Feng ordered a fried tomato with eggs and another chicken leg meat, and couldn't help but start swallowing.

He held the dining plate and looked around, and found two places in the corner, so he walked over.

Just as I was about to sit on the stool, I suddenly had an extra foot on the stool.

Yang Feng frowned and looked up. Wei Cheng stepped on one foot on the stool, staring at Yang Feng with a proud look, with a provocative look in his eyes!
Chapter completed!