Chapter 516: Go up and give him two slaps!

Heh, nothing special.

Low-key, low-key, a dimensional strike, that's how it is.

When the Night Tiger appears, who can contend? As the saying goes, sea-faring dragon, sea-land Night Tiger...

Just as they were speaking, someone suddenly shouted, "They've caught up!"

The Night Tiger troops all turned in unison, and indeed saw a flag slowly emerging from the horizon behind them.

Right after, a flag-wielding guy chased after them at astonishing speed.

Huang Honghui saw Lu Yang's face and was first startled: "What speed is this?"

He immediately realized the opposite side wanted to overtake and regain face.

"Speed up, speed up, those ahead, run!"

Actually, there was no need to say; the team had already begun to increase speed.

As amphibious reconnaissance troops of the Sea-Land Second Brigade, their physical fitness naturally far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Upon discovering Lu Yang leading people to catch up, they immediately accelerated, preparing to once again throw them behind.

But what they never expected was that, even after pushing speed to the limit, the gap ahead and behind kept shrinking.

The flag at the rear caught up from the back, then gradually approached the middle, and soon was only two or three positions behind the flag-bearer at the front.

In his peripheral vision, he saw Lu Yang's legs almost a blur, the Night Tiger flag-bearing platoon leader's face flushed like pig liver, wishing he could blast a few farts from his rear for a nitrous boost!

"You're still far behind if you want to race me!"

Lu Yang's speed broke through again, his flag fluttering wildly.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yang raised a battalion's flag and surged to the front.

Seeing this, Huang Honghui rushed forward to snatch the flag from the platoon leader's hand, hoping to get ahead first.

But unfortunately, Lu Yang not only didn't give him that chance, he turned the tables on him.

"Cold wind, drifting leaves, ready, sing!"

Lu Yang turned back and shouted at Zhou Kaidong and the others struggling to keep up behind him.

Zhou Kaidong, Kang Changyi, Chen Panpan and the others immediately strained their hoarse voices to sing along.

"Cold wind, drifting leaves, the army is a green flower!"

"Dear child, don't think of home, don't think of mother!"

"Don't think of mother, you don't think of mother, you don't hit your..."

Lu Yang led the group in singing while raising his middle finger, infuriating the Night Tiger bunch.

"You bastards, did you secretly curse us twice?"

"Damn it, let's go! We'll sing too; they sing the military green flower, we have a saying that needs no explanation!"

"There's one..."

Before the Night Tiger side could boost their morale, Kang Changyi jumped in first, howling with a strained voice.

"There's a saying that needs no explanation: soldiers belong on the battlefield!"

"If you're a tiger, you should lounge in the mountains; don't go messing around in the sea for no reason!"

"No father's love, no mother's affection, they're all a bunch of cowardly weaklings!"

"As soon as a cannon fires, they'll be scared silly, crying for father and mother!"

"Fuck your grandpa!"

Kang Changyi's song is extremely insulting, all critical hits.

An intern platoon leader, unable to take it, charged forward and kicked him, sending him flying.

That sudden kick instantly lost control of the scene; Zhou Kaidong and the others all flew into a rage, shouting profanity.

The scene descended into chaos, poised to shift from a verbal spat to a brawl.

"What are you doing, what are you doing, don't mess around!"

"What the hell are you singing, keep spouting nonsense and I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"Come on, if you've got guts, come at me—I'll destroy you, you bunch of sick cats!"

"Your grandpa's, say it again!"

"Even if you say it a hundred times, you're still a sick cat, a plague cat, a stinky cat!"

Kang Changyi lacks fighting power, but his mouth is lethal; he's the type who never loses in a fight despite never winning.

Seeing both sides ready to draw swords, a spark of gunpowder igniting, Lu Yang and Huang Honghui appeared just in time to stabilize the situation.

"What do you want to do, rebel? Get to the side and stand!"

Huang Honghui drove back his troops, originally intending to shout a couple harsh words at Lu Yang and then call it quits.

But unexpectedly, Lu Yang grabbed Kang Changyi by the collar, looking at the big footprints on his clothes, and demanded, "Who struck first?"

Kang Changyi pointed a wounded finger at the soldier who struck first: "It was him, he hit me first!"

"They hit people, they hit people!"

"If you can't out-sing, you resort to violence; if you can't outrun, you kick; I've never seen soldiers like this!"

Lu Yang's face darkened as he pointed at the soldier who struck: "Go up, give him two slaps!"

"Yes!"

With Lu Yang's backing, Kang Changyi immediately straightened up.

But just as he was about to go up, Huang Honghui stopped him.

Huang Honghui coldly stared at Lu Yang, his tone full of chill: "You really have to take it this far?"

Lu Yang, full of domineering aura: "Your troops struck first, broke the rules first; even if this goes to headquarters, I'm in the right!"

"Come over and apologize to them!"

Huang Honghui didn't want the matter to get out of hand, so he twisted his neck and let that soldier come up to apologize.

At first, that man was reluctant, but he didn't expect Lu Yang's attitude to be so hardline.

"Apology is useless; what good is military discipline? When you err, stand upright, take the beating and hold your ground!"

"Your soldiers have no one to teach them, so someone will come to discipline you!"

"Either you slap yourselves twice, or let my soldiers slap both of you!"

Huang Honghui, angry and embarrassed, spat a spray of saliva far away: "Lu, don't overstep; I still haven't settled the score from last time!"

"I'm already pushing my luck, what of it!" Lu Yang said with full bravado, not backing down.

"A petty Lieutenant dares to act on his own against a Lieutenant Platoon Leader, you've turned the tables on yourself!"

"Singing is singing, running is running; if you can't take a loss, you fight—who taught you to be such a soldier!"

"The flagship Sharp Knife of the Sea-Land Second Brigade has produced this kind of petty, unmeasured scum!"

"You…" Huang Honghui almost coughed up blood from anger, but Lu Yang was too lazy to argue with him.

"I don't have time to waste with you now; I'll count to three—if you don't act, I'll help you!"

"Don't blame us if things get out of hand later and end badly; after all, we go barefoot and aren't afraid of shoes—whether the Night Tiger's reputation matters is up to you to weigh!"

Lu Yang alone suppressed the Night Tiger from top to bottom, holding it tight.

Even Huang Honghui, whose rank is one grade higher than his, was powerless to resist.

Before going out, Huang Honghui specifically instructed that there be no armed fight, only a literary contest; in singing and running, just blow the other side away.

I never expected my own team to have such a fool—if they can't win in singing, they resort to fighting, utterly disgracing themselves.

At this moment, Zhou Kaidong, Chen Panpan, Liu Ziqiang and others standing behind Lu Yang saw his silhouette like a mountain.

What is called one man holding the pass, ten thousand unable to open it!

Just Lu Yang's aura alone can firmly suppress the Sharp Knife Reconnaissance Battalion!

Such a person truly deserves the title commander, worthy of the word "chief"!

Slap! Slap!

The one who hesitated to strike was suddenly grabbed face‑to‑face by Kang Changyi, who yanked and delivered two big groin grabs.

At that moment, the whole venue fell silent; even Ding Tengfei and the others stared in disbelief, clearly not expecting him to be so daring, actually daring to go up...