The veterans naturally don’t like Han Feng. Han Feng and they can call them big or small, but if they want them to call them “Three Brothers”? Don’t even think about it. Even Han Feng himself thinks this expectation is unreliable. From this point of view, the title of “Three Lonely” is probably difficult to eliminate for a while.

The recruits had nothing to say. Xu Jingyou and Zhu Dazhi, the most difficult ones, have been dealt with by Han Feng. They called each other smoothly, and the other two recruits Xu Xiao and Zhang Erwa are younger than Han Feng, so of course there is no problem.

So just one day after Han Feng's mind was revealed, Han Feng had vaguely become the boss of the five recruits in the third squad. He spoke and did things on weekdays and showed his style among the five recruits.

The squad leader Liu Zheng discovered this situation. He wanted to find an opportunity to educate Han Feng. After all, this is a military force, not a place to recruit brother Zijing. He just didn't find an opportunity and didn't know how to speak. He simply comforted himself: Sanlangzi is kind by nature, and although there are some amazing changes after enlightenment, there will be no trouble.

But is this really the case?

On the contrary, the sudden arrival of the storm was beyond Liu Zheng's expectations. Even Li Yunlong was also surprised. Good guy, he emphasized that he should not bother him with nothing. Then Zhang Dabiao came over with a lively look on his face and said, "The two platoon leaders in the regiment have come to the regiment headquarters to complain, what are you complaining about? The fight between the soldiers...

This is the case. Fatty Zhou, a veteran from the third squad of the third company of the first battalion, did not have a red tassel spear when practicing guns. He turned around and found that Zhang Erwa, a new recruit from the third squad of the third company of the third company of the third battalion, was practicing by himself with a red tassel spear!

This week, the fat man said to Zhang Erwa: "New Comrade, show me your red tassel gun."

Zhang Erwa is a small rural baby, and is the youngest among this group of recruits. He is only sixteen years old. He didn't think too much about it, so he gave the red tassel gun to Fatty Zhou.

As a result, after reading the gun this week, Fatty suddenly had bad intentions and didn't want to pay it back. He said to Zhang Erwa: "New recruits, I am a battalion commander Zhang Dabiao, a veteran of the third squad of the third company, one row, and one day. I will lend you your red tassel gun to play with for two days." After that, he took the red tassel gun and prepared to leave.

Zhang Erwa finally realized that he was here to steal his weapon. He held the head of the red tassel gun and refused to let go, "This is my gun, my gun!"

Smack

Zhou Dapang was a rough temper and immediately became furious and slapped Zhang Erwa in the face, "You new recruit, just borrow a red tassel spear! You are not going to return it to you, you are so slapping it, bring it to me, grass!"

In this way, Zhou Dapang snatched Zhang Erwa's red tassel spear and left, leaving Zhang Erwa with aggrieved look on the ground crying loudly.

Han Feng happened to come out of the training ground and met Zhang Erwa who was crying poorly. He asked, "Erwazi, what happened? This is it?"

"Third brother, a veteran snatched the red tassel spear I used for training..." Zhang Erwa cried and told Han Feng about the whole story. The grievanced tears were dry and flowing, and they were flowing and flowing.

Han Feng was originally a short-skinned person, and he was furious, "Okay, stop crying, I'll kill you, tell me, what's the name of that veteran? Which ranks in which ranks?"

Zhang Erwa wiped his tears a few times and said, "I don't know what his name is, but he said he was a veteran of the third squad of the third company and the third squad of the first battalion."

"Okay, just know the organization. Let's go, I'll take you to get the venue back." Han Feng pulled Zhang Erwa, who was a little timid, and rushed directly to the training ground of the first battalion, three companies and one row.

Yang Jie, the platoon leader of the third company, was a black-faced man with a low head but very well-proportioned appearance. He was training and assassination with three squads of soldiers under his command. Han Feng, who was arrogant and Zhang Erwa, who was timid, broke in.

"Comrade, what are you doing?"

"Look for someone." Han Feng said in a bad tone. After saying that, he left Yang Jie aside and waved at Zhang Erwa, "Erwazi, come and see which one it is and pull him out for me."

Zhou Dapang, who was training in the team, was a little stunned. He was really surprised. The new recruit Danzi actually came to find fault with his helpers, but he was not afraid. He knew the character of his platoon leader Yang Jie, who was a protector. If the matter was exposed, the platoon leader would not only not criticize him, but would also support him. This was the style of the third company, and the style of the first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao. Zhou Dapang believed it deeply.

The confident Zhou Dapang walked out of the crowd, stopped in front of Zhang Erwa, and cursed with a smile: "I said you are a recruit, you are just a red tassel gun! As for it?"

Han Feng asked Zhang Erwa, "Erwazi, is this kid?"

"It's him!"

Zhou Dapang was stunned and looked at Han Feng for no reason and said, "Who are you?"

"His third brother is also the one who beats you." After Han Feng said that, he never forgot his memory fighting skills. He hit Zhou Dapang's chin with a lightning speed. Before Zhou Dapang could react, his broad-fat body was defeated by Han Feng. When he finally came back to his senses and was ready to counterattack, he was already tightly pinched by Han Feng with a grapple. His body was struggling for a moment and it hurt extremely severely.

"Erwazi, multiply him by ten times to scrape back!" Han Feng's voice was cold.

The people who witnessed all this on the scene were almost petrified. Yang Jie would never have dreamed that one day he would be slapped in the face. Who wouldn’t know that Yang Jie, the commander of the battalion under Commander Zhang Dabiao, was a leader who never suffered a loss. He was always the only one who bullied others. How could he have expected that he would be bullied by a recruit today.

This is amazing. Yang Jie stared at Han Feng and said, "Boy, you are too brave. How dare you bully me in my territory?"

"Who are you?" Han Feng seemed to notice Yang Jie's existence only then.

Yang Jie said: "I am the cowardly platoon leader you captured."

Zhang Erwa was startled and said quickly: "Platform Commander, it was the veteran of yours who bullied me first. He stole my red tassel spear."

Yang Jie also knew Zhou Dapang's character, and Zhang Erwa didn't look like a bully, but Yang Jie no longer cared about this anymore. He said it carefully, maybe he would be fair, but the new recruits have bullied him at the door of his house, so he would not stand on the grounds of reason. Yang Jie never felt that he was a tolerant and generous person.

Han Feng saw that Yang Jie had no intention of upholding justice and urged Zhang Erwa, "Erwazi, don't talk to this cowardly platoon leader, I don't care if he is the king of heaven. If he has revenge, since he dares to slap you and steal your red tassel spear, you can hit me back."

Yang Jie was stunned, "What an arrogant recruit!"

(Unfinished...)
Chapter completed!