Chapter 47 Don’t obey anyone!

Looking at these unruly men along the way, the fat man following the middle-aged man suddenly showed a very lustful smile. A trace of ridicule appeared strangely on his honest, honest and obedient fat face.

Many freedom fighters who originally looked at Fatty with laughter, frivolity, and even provocation stopped training. They looked at each other, their faces darkened, and they glared at Fatty fiercely.

The fat man sighed. He had to admire Russell's ability to judge people. These freedom fighters who have been locked up in underground bases for many years and trained hard to prepare for a desperate fight are really very sensitive and inferior people. They have the belief that they must die.

However, their inferiority has distorted their character. They will unscrupulously mock any stranger who passes by them. They unite, hug each other tightly to keep each other warm, and exclude any other ethnic groups. They allow themselves to mock others.

But they couldn't bear the slightest ridicule from others. They tried to put themselves on a commanding height through fearless sacrifice, but they never thought that this commanding height where they could look down on others was no different from the way the Weibo people looked down on them.

The rise of a nation usually rests on the fallen body of another nation. These freedom fighters only know their own nation in their minds. They are another kind of extreme national advocate. In the future, will such a nation change?

Become another Weibo tribe?

The fat man turned his head. He knew that these freedom fighters were the most iron-blooded warriors who were not afraid of sacrifice. However, their iron-bloodedness was based on unbearable inferiority and extreme nationalism. He didn't know

Is it right or wrong for me to promise Russell to come here?

Seeing this typical upper-class fat man looking away as if he didn't dare to look at him, the freedom fighters laughed unbridled and booed. The middle-aged man obviously noticed this situation and looked at him with a complicated expression.

The fat man walking next to him found that the white and fat man had an indifferent expression, as if he had not heard these extremely mocking laughter at all.

In front of a gate next to the playground, the middle-aged man stopped. The leaders of the Freedom Front who were originally waiting in the conference room had been led out by laughter. Naturally, there was no need to bring the fat man in again.

The young man saluted respectfully to the three leaders of the Freedom Front and whispered: "The messenger has arrived." A leader who was nearly seventy years old and dressed like an old farmer nodded, smiled slightly, and said to the fat man:

"Welcome, student of Al Gaffar. I am Sanjala, the leader of the 1st Brigade of the Freedom Front." He pointed to another old man standing on the left who smiled and nodded at the fat man and said, "This is the leader of the 4th Brigade.

"Yaric"

The big middle-aged man standing on the right side of Sanjala did not wait for his introduction. He strode forward and took Tian Xingjian's hand and said: "I am Oboto, the leader of the third brigade. I heard that you are coming. I'm so surprised."

Tian Xingjian was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was because he was a Russell student.

Yalic, who was dressed like a typical businessman at the side, also smiled and said: "We have also watched the video of Algaffar and you attending classes at the Garipalan Military Academy. Haha, it is really relieved." Sanjala and

Oberto also laughed when he heard this.

The fat man smiled and said, "I'm just joining in the fun."

Obotu waved his hand and said: "Algafar has already told us about you. Not only did you see through his battle plan, but you also saved his life. With you leading the Freedom Front, we feel relieved."

"

The fat man shook his head repeatedly and said: "I am not here to lead the freedom front. The teacher gave me the instruction to cooperate." Oberto had a bold temperament and sincerely respected Russell. Then he laughed and said: "Don't worry about whether it is leadership or cooperation.

Anyway, we all listen to you!" He turned his head and looked at the freedom fighters on the playground, who were leaning on each other and laughing, and scolded with a smile: "That's the virtue of those little wolves. Don't mind it. Once you get familiar with it,

alright!"

Sanjad said to the middle-aged man standing respectfully next to him: "Brothers Lachman, gather our soldiers and tell them that the envoys of Al Gaffar are here." Lachman accepted the order. Sanjad turned to Tian Xingjian and smiled.

He said: "This is your first time here. Let me say a few words to everyone."

The freedom fighters gathered quickly. It was not all the fighters who gathered, but the grassroots officers above the squad. Originally, the fat man just wanted to say a few words to make him familiar. However, when he stood in front of these soldiers and looked at them,

The elites who have been trained for a long time deliberately looked lazy and mocking, and the fat man became furious. The characters of these guys are indeed a little twisted. If you bring such people to the battlefield, it will be easy for them to fight the enemy. If you want to bring them alive. But.

It's harder than climbing to the sky.

At this time, the fat man finally understood why Russell had to send him here. These guys didn't care about life and death. I don't know if it was because they were extremely inferior or proud. They couldn't let go of anyone who didn't like him. It was a kind of extreme narrow-mindedness.

Nationalism is a kind of bravery that gives up on oneself.

"You guys..." Oboto saw the performance of these soldiers and was a little embarrassed and annoyed. He was about to scold them, but was stopped by the fat man with a wave of his hand.

"This is the first time we meet, let me introduce myself. My name is Tian Xingjian, and I am a student of General Russell." The fat man smiled slightly and looked at the impatient freedom fighters in front of him.

The fat man didn't care what expressions these guys put on their faces, and continued: "You are all battle-hardened warriors and pioneers of your nation. I took a look, it's very good!" Freedom fighters are human beings after all, so when they hear praise,

His complexion also softened a bit.

The fat man smiled and said: "It's very good, it tastes like shit."

This sentence stirred up thousands of waves, and the assembled freedom fighters immediately exploded. Although there were several leaders standing beside them who glared at them, these fighters were still noisy, with sporadic curses and angry taunts becoming a problem in an instant.

A prairie fire.

Several soldiers sarcastically said: "Fat man, you are the one who is worse than me, aren't you?" A thin soldier standing in the front row pointed at the fat man with a smile, and drew an exaggerated arc on his abdomen with his hands.

There was a burst of laughter.

The three guides stood aside silently, feeling embarrassed and worried. They knew very well what kind of people these soldiers were. They could only comb their hair on weekdays, but they didn't expect that Aljafar's students would come.

He is standing on the opposite side of the soldiers. How will he lead this team in the future?

The fat man looked down at his belly, patted it with a smile and said, "You saw my belly, right? What's inside..." His face was stern and he said loudly, "I'm telling you, this is knowledge! It's tactics! It's

discipline!"

Tian Xingjian's voice and look were full of murderous intent. Although this intimidating momentum naturally formed in the hail of bullets could not completely suppress these soldiers who were also fighting for the rest of their lives, it aroused resonance among the soldiers, and the scene suddenly became silent.

Seeing these soldiers showing dissatisfaction and not hiding the suspicion and sarcasm in their eyes, Fatty said angrily: "Don't think you are some bullshit elite. In my opinion, you are just a bunch of idiots who don't know how to respect others! A bunch of unorganized and unorganized people.

A rabble of disciplined people, how can you, a coward like you, still want to be a hero and a pioneer for your nation?"

"Bah!" The fat man spat on the ground viciously.

The freedom fighters who originally restrained themselves for the sake of the Russell students could no longer bear it any longer. A platoon leader strode out of the queue and said angrily: "Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to criticize us."

The crowd roared like a cauldron: "Fat man, he is just a fat man."

"Fat man, fat man!"

"Look at his belly, there must be a bag of grass in it."

Tian Xingjian looked around sarcastically and sneered: "Talking about your sore points, you are not convinced, right? That's good. You still look like a man at last. Don't look down on fat people. If I gain weight again, I will deal with you bullshit elites."

It’s very easy.”

The platoon leader who came out was about to speak when the fat man glared and said: "Go back, you don't know what discipline is, who asked you to come out?"

The platoon leader was embarrassed, and then he frowned and said: "Don't bully others. If you win, I will show off my power!"

The fat man sneered: "I want to show off my power and you can stop me? You are talking nonsense, you are not worthy!" He turned to point at the assembled freedom fighters and said: "You choose for yourself! Ten against one, twenty

If you fight one, I will accompany you! Just don’t come out and embarrass yourself if you are one or two, you are too lazy to waste your energy.”

There was a crash. This time, not only the freedom fighters gathered in the middle of the playground, but also everyone standing next to the playground and on the stairs and aisles started to make a fuss. This fat man was so arrogant.

Almost at the same time, all the freedom fighters took a step forward, wanting to stand up and challenge. The fat man crossed his arms and sneered: "You are really promising, why don't you call a few more people?"

These freedom fighters looked at each other angrily. After all, they are comrades who have been together for a long time. They have a good idea of ​​who is powerful. The weak fighters retreated silently. As the gathering queue dispersed, at least there were still some people left in the venue.

More than 30 soldiers were defeated. None of these people were convinced. They all stood stubbornly and refused to give up the opportunity to challenge.

The crowd around him suddenly fell silent, including the three leaders. Everyone looked at Fatty to see how he would choose his opponent. The remaining people were definitely the elite among the elite. In their opinion, let alone thirty
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