Dad kidnapped me to join the army, and the whole army asked me to be their instructor.

As soon as several vehicles carrying the Flying Tiger Brigade left, a group of people rushed out of the base with murderous intent.

Anderson turned his head, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched.

The faces of the soldiers from each participating team were as swollen as pig heads, and looked like red hot peppers in the sun.

"Team Yanguo has left. It's a little late for you to say goodbye."

Anderson snorted coldly, and the soldiers from each country's participating teams immediately stopped.

Seeing Yuan Yanguo's team's car leaving, everyone's faces were full of anger.

They have now figured out what happened last night.

The Yanguo team didn't get beaten, but they beat up a bunch of Japanese team Sakura's devils.

Everyone knows that they were teased severely by the Yanguo team, and now they are being murdered with a borrowed knife.

This group of Japanese soldiers were already injured, and they were all sent to the ICU of the hospital.

Now the whole debt has been placed on them, and they have become the culprits.

The despicable deeds of these Yanguo people are as abominable as they are!

If they don't retaliate for this, they probably won't be able to swallow it until they die!

"Consider them lucky, these bastards!"

"If they move slower, I will bury them alive. Don't eat the sour radish!"

"These villains are not worthy of being soldiers at all. They are too despicable, too shameless, and too shameless. They dare not fight head-on, so they always play dirty tricks behind their backs!"

Looking at the excited crowd, Anderson frowned slightly and suddenly yelled.

"enough!"

The scene immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at him.

Anderson stared at them coldly: "You are also talking about the Yanguo team. I think you are not worthy of being called soldiers!"

Everyone's eyes released a dangerous light.

Those who can come here are the elites of their respective countries.

Like Yanguo soldiers, they regard military glory as everything.

To say that they are not worthy of being soldiers is the greatest insult to them.

Anderson was not afraid of their threatening looks and sneered: "You're not convinced, are you? Then open your eyes and take a good look!"

He pointed to the red flag flying not far away and said unceremoniously: "This is the first time someone comes here and their flag can be flown over the base."

He glanced at everyone and smiled: "Look at you, some of you have been here since the foundation of the base, and some have also created brilliance, but compared with the Yanguo team, you are far behind."

"Think about how you were abused in the competition. With so many people together, you can't even beat one of their teams. I'm so ashamed for you!"

Everyone's faces were already swollen and red, but now they were even redder.

These words touched their pain deeply.

Anderson sneered and said: "In the past, like you, I looked down on the Yanguo team. I thought the Orientals were just a group of uncivilized monkeys, and my understanding of them still remained in that ignorant and backward impression."

"But now I admire them very much, because not only do they have the restraint and low-keyness of Easterners, but they also have perseverance that you don't have."

He yelled: "Stop standing here. If you have the time to stand here and scold me, why not go back and think about it carefully. You have so many advanced weapons and equipment, why can't you defeat the Yanguo team?"

"If you are really soldiers, then think about how to defeat others on the battlefield next time, instead of being like a group of street gangsters who use despicable and despicable means to seek revenge after losing the game."

Anderson took a deep breath: "Even if you use despicable and dirty methods, you are still no match for me. Think about how you were played by others last night?"

These words made everyone want to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

He couldn't defeat the Yanguo team on the battlefield, and he was fooled around in private.

If word of this spreads, they will become a disgrace to their own army.

Anderson pointed at them and yelled: "Go back all. If you want to defeat the Yanguo team, then take your experience and lessons with you, train hard when you go back, and try to defeat them next year."

"I hope that some of you can break the record they just set this year next year!"

"If you can't do it, don't be embarrassed here and get out of here!"

All the soldiers looked at the Yan Kingdom's flag fiercely, and then clenched their fists one by one.

With anger and determination, he turned and walked towards their dormitory.

The Ranger captain looked towards the road in the distance. Lin Hui and his car had disappeared at the far end.

But his eyes seemed to penetrate everything, as if he was sitting in the car with a smile when he saw Lin Hui.

"Tiger King, right? Don't be too proud!"

Logan clenched his fists: "If you meet us Rangers again on the battlefield with live ammunition next time, you will know how powerful we are!"

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth for no apparent reason.

To be honest, he was very relieved that Lin Hui and the others were not dead and could leave alive.

At least, this group of relatively capable soldiers did not die at the hands of those despicable intelligence department bastards.

If he were to die, he should die in the hands of an upright soldier like him.

He looked at the crowd, waved and led his men away.

Cam came close to Anderson and gave a thumbs up secretly: "Sir, this is awesome!"

Anderson glared at him: "What?"

Cam chuckled: "You have established the image of the Yanguo team invisibly, and you have also prepared for next year's competition. I guess these guys will come here in droves next year, and the momentum will be stronger than before. .”

He gave a two thumbs up: "From now on, the name of the International Scout Competition held by our base will only become more and more famous, and we will definitely become an indispensable benchmark in world military competitions in the future."

"Sir, you are still more skilled."

Anderson's proud mouth could hardly close, but he still made a silent gesture to him: "Low-key, low-key."

The two of them smiled knowingly.

"That's right." Anderson lowered his voice and said, "Gather everyone back and let's study the Yanguo team's game video."

"Yes." Cam nodded: "After all the participating teams have left, I will make arrangements immediately."

"Also, if everyone buys a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War," it must be one that has been translated and interpreted by people from the Yan Kingdom." Anderson solemnly stressed: "We must study together and figure out why the people from the Yan Kingdom are so strong."

"Yes!" Cam nodded vigorously.

Anderson smiled slightly and was about to turn around when he suddenly turned around again: "One more thing, send all those damn Sakura people out and let their people pick them up."

He had a look of disgust on his face: "These losers, when they come to the base, they only eat, drink, and lie down, and they have no effect at all."

"I feel sick and sick to my stomach when I see them. Send them all away."

"Yes."

Cam nodded vigorously.

......

In the vast desert of California.

Three Escalades roared towards the depths of the desert.

Behind the convoy, dust rose into the sky, like a huge yellow curtain.

"Sir, we'll be here soon. But they have discovered us and sent us inquiries." Sitting in the second car, the bodyguard in the front row turned around and asked.

At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting in the back row, looking at the tablet, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled faintly: "Reply to them, the new person who will replace Fury is here to visit. Please allow us to enter, Mr. President."

The bodyguard nodded, smiled faintly with gold-rimmed glasses, and continued to read the tablet.

Half an hour later, a manor in front of the motorcade stood alone in a patch of yellow sand.

The three cars slowly approached and stopped, and the bodyguard got out of the car first.

At the entrance of the manor, stood a dozen burly men holding weapons.

Although everyone has an oriental face, they still look a little different, and their eyes are full of ferocity.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses got out of the car.

He was about 1.8 meters tall, but he looked extremely thin standing in front of these manor bodyguards.

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiled faintly: "You are Mongolians, right? You are so burly, you are worthy of being the whip of God back then."

The leading man looked at him coldly, then spat on the ground.

"Shit!" and said in poor English: "Who are you?"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses laughed: "That's not very polite of you."

He looked at the door and shouted: "Mr. President, I am the newly appointed Commissioner of the Intelligence Bureau. Mr. Fury has returned to the headquarters to report on his duties. I am here to take over his work."

"I am also the person who will contact you specifically next. My name is Troy. Please come out to meet Mr. President. I have something very important that I want to talk to you about."

"Hahahaha!" Songyang Bo laughed and walked out of it.

He extended his hand towards him enthusiastically: "Mr. Troy, you seem to be much more polite than your predecessor. Hello, I am the president of Luosheng Society, Uncle Songyang."

Troy smiled and shook hands with him, and then looked inside again: "Mr. Songyang Bo, what I want to see is your son, the real president of Luosheng Society...Songpa."

Song Yangbo was stunned for a moment, his wide eyes filled with disbelief...