Chapter 16 Foreign Campaign

Yang Zhi was full of relief when he looked at the lineup of officers in front of him.

A neat plastic surgery, a perfect mental state, and most importantly, complete loyalty to the country.

This is Yang Zhi's pride. With his life's painstaking efforts, Yang Zhi can still calm down after losing his beloved son, which is also the support of these soldiers for him.

"You are my pride!" Looking at the soldiers in front of him, Yang Zhi seemed to have enough confidence to overcome everything.

Although the warrior had no words, the admiration full of eyes woke Yang Zhi from his fantasy.

"They believe in me and admire me..." In Yang Zhi's heart, everything was decided.

"Can I live up to their trust?"

Yang Zhi slowly walked to the officer's phalanx, and every step was so firm.

"I can't!!"

Yang Zhi raised his head and looked at the soldiers in front of him energetically.

Some old officers are already excited. At this moment, they seem to have returned to the era of war, dancing in front of the bullets with the marshal they admire.

"My soldiers, I believe you almost know the purpose of calling you here." Yang Zhi's voice was extremely loud, and his eyes were full of youthful sharpness. At this moment, Yang Zhi seemed to feel that he was 20 years younger.

These high-level officers still know something about the current situation, but most people still can't understand what kind of enemy they are facing.

"War! Right in front of our eyes!" Yang Zhi's voice echoed like a dragon, echoing among the soldiers.

Although the officers in front of Yang Zhi looked a little excited, the strict military discipline bound them and did nothing beyond their own bones.

Looking at the scene in front of us, nothing can soothe Yang Zhi's heart.

In this way, the unbelievable truth slowly spread from Yang Zhi's mouth, and then conveyed it to the officers below the school level, followed by the first-level conversion game.

Just now, Malde, the highest rank in Class 022, got this known news first.

Except for Lei Jian, four people in the class were silent. Except for Ma Lede, no one took Lei Jian's original words as a reality, but now the information from Ma Lede's mouth is obviously not a joke.

The perfect Thunder Sword, which is psychologically prepared, has no other expressions, but slightly stroked the shell of the sound of war.

After more than a month of training, Lei Jian has actually caught up with the progress of the rest of the class. Although he is not in a hurry to the level of monitor Ma Lede, he has been able to keep up with Wang Sanjin.

The sound of war in the hand of Lei Jian should have been returned to Ma Lede long ago, and there was Wang Sanjin, who was like a jackal and a hungry tiger waiting.

However, Karentina's missing drove the thunder sword. When Ma Lede, who first asked for the sound of war from the thunder sword, was rejected, he thought that the thunder sword needed a little twist to make concessions like Wang Sanjin.

Of course, Lei Jian could not compete with Ma Lede, a veteran oil. It was still the cross fixed move, but what Ma Lede did not expect was that when Lei Jian's arm would be broken in just one step away, he endured the inhuman pain. Lei Jian still gritted his teeth and did not make any concessions.

This is no longer the usual level. Ma Lede immediately stopped the following movements and looked at the thunder sword, which had been soaked all over. Ma Lede, who had always been heartless, suddenly felt that he could not laugh. Ma Lede, who had lived with Lei Jian for a month, was deeply clear. Bai Leijian definitely did this in order to covet the value of this war sound system.

He felt a sad emotion on Lei Jian's body infected him.

Is that right? Is this what you insist on?" Malede said so at that time.

Looking at the thunder sword of the weak man nodding, Ma Lede said lightly, "Well, take the sound of war as a gift from me. Although I don't know what makes you so persistent, we are already friends."

Yes, that's what Ma Lede said. It was not until then that Lei Jian completely integrated himself into this small class.

Lei Jian smiled, because in the future, he saw Ma Lede looking at his bank card painfully more than once.

A war sound system requires 100,000 yuan, and only during the annual long vacation can Marde have the opportunity to buy it in the nearest city, and that city has now changed owners, that is to say, even if Marred has 100,000 yuan, he has no chance to get the sound of war.

Lei Jian withdrew his consciousness in his memory, but was shocked by the big bald head that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I'm so sorry, buddy, we didn't believe you at the beginning." Wang Sanjin looked at himself apologetically.

Lei Jian shook his head with a smile, indicating that he didn't care at all.

Although Wang Sanjin is completely an endorsement in the impression of Lei Jian, this kind of living treasure-like personality makes him the closest person to Lei Jian.

Wang Sanjin has no intention, which makes Lei Jian not very wary of him.

Just as Wang Sanjin wanted to say something, Ma Lede motioned everyone to calm down.

"It is said that the battle will start within a week."

Looking at Malode with a heavy face, everyone, including Lei Jian, was shocked.

"One week? How can we be ready at such a fast time? Lei Jian was a little annoyed.

"Unreasonable." Jimmy's expression remains unchanged.

As for Wang Sanjin and Wang Sanshui, he was stunned.

"I know it's unreasonable, but soldiers take it as their duty to obey orders!" The smile on Malde's face disappeared.

The other four people were silent.

"To be honest, I'm not optimistic about this war." Malede sighed and seemed to be worried about something.

In addition to Lei Jian, three people looked at Maled unexpectedly, but Lei Jian knew what Maled was worried about. He was very clear about the combat effectiveness of outsiders. The humanoid weapon made of steel was not an ordinary weapon that could be shaken.

"Maybe we will die, but as a soldier, it is our honor to die on the battlefield!" Malede looked excited and his eyes were a little deep, just like the thunder sword trapped in memory.

"We know, monitor." Jimmy said the second sentence of more than five words of Lei Jian's self-introduction to Class 022.

Wang Sanjin and Wang Sanshui looked at Ma Lede with trust. Although they often quarreled with Ma Lede, this is the proof of their feelings.

"I'm looking forward to it..." Lei Jian slightly stroked the shell of the war sound, raised the corners of his mouth, lowered his face in his arms, and there was a crazy blood-red light in his eyes...