Chapter 20

(Seeking flowers, seeking comments!)

The 'zombie' special forces soldier glared at Lin Feng and said: "What kind of thing are you?"

"Don't you even understand the most basic principle of leaving a way out for others so we can meet again later?"

Hearing the angry rebuke, Lin Feng was surprised.

Is this guy blaming him?

You guys chased me for a whole night, did you leave a way out?

MMP, a typical case of only allowing the magistrate to set fires, while not allowing the commoners to light lamps...

Originally, he didn't want to bother, and was too lazy to bother with such people.

However, he couldn't control his hot temper!

Lin Feng retorted: "You Langya special forces soldiers, can't you afford to lose?"

"If so, then don't come out to play, understand?"

"Who says we can't afford to lose?" The special forces soldier stiffened his neck: "The exercise ended last night, you know?"

"Hehe," Lin Feng sneered: "It ended last night, right?"

"Since it ended last night, you still crazily chased me all night."

"Just ask, what do you want to do?"

"Could it be that I shot your Captain He Zhijun."

"Making Langya super embarrassed and shamed, and also making you super unhappy."

"You have to catch me and beat me a hundred times and another hundred times to vent, right?"

"I'd like to ask, if this isn't being unable to afford to lose, what is it?"

The soul-searching question directly stunned the special forces soldier.

However, as a soldier of the First Special Battalion, words can be lost, but momentum must never be lost!

"How dare you insult the honor of Langya?"

Looking at the special forces soldier who was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, ready to make a move.

Lin Feng sneered and shook his head: "It's not me insulting the honor of Langya."

"It's you who have tarnished the name 'Langya'."

"As a soldier, if you can pick it up, you must be able to put it down!"

"As a soldier, you must stand tall, and your shoulders must be able to carry the country and the people."

"As a soldier, you can have the spirit of not admitting defeat, but you don't even have the courage to admit it!"

"In a word: besides being stupid enough not to fear death, what else is left of you?"

"Also, I warn you, stop baring your teeth at me."

"If you provoke me, I'll beat you until even your mother won't recognize you..."

"Well taught!"

At this moment, Fan Tianlei walked out from behind the tree, clapping his hands.

"Battalion Commander, why are you..."

"Are you still not embarrassed enough? Get out of here and reflect on yourself."

After scolding the special forces soldier who had just argued back, Fan Tianlei looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

"Little brother, I won't comment on your strength, lest I get sprayed by you too."

"I just want to ask, which unit are you from, and what is your name?"

Truth be told: Lin Feng recognized Fan Tianlei at a glance.

Being able to see him here, surprise was surprise, but it wasn't strange.

Because Fan Tianlei is also a soul figure in the world of special forces, and even more of a strange person!

His 'strangeness' is reflected in his ability to pit people, and it's vivid!

Before transmigrating, anyone who had watched the special forces TV series,

would give him ten words: never won a battle, never lost an argument...

Facing the friendly inquiry, Lin Feng pretended not to know and said:

"My name is Lin Feng, assistant at the company level of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, do you have any advice?"

"I've already been headshot by you, how would I dare to have any advice?"

Fan Tianlei smiled: "Soldiers, strength is respected, and special forces soldiers even more so."

"And with your formidable strength, no one here can advise you!"

"It's really hard to believe and hard to imagine,"

"that a warrior who killed hundreds of people in the dark night is just a civilian assistant!"

"Oh right, Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, right?"

"I and your company commander, Old Miao, are old comrades and brothers..."

"Sorry," Lin Feng interrupted: "I'm not interested in hearing your old history."

"Hmm, I'm going to pursue the remaining enemies, understand?"

"Don't, little brother,"

Fan Tianlei waved his hands repeatedly: "The First Special Battalion has already been sniped by you until there's less than half the people left."

"Conversely, even if you wipe them all out, what's the point?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh: "Then you tell me, what is more meaningful?"

The teasing tone was thick, but Fan Tianlei didn't mind at all.

"Little brother, let me tell you."

"With your formidable personal strength, staying in the conventional troops is simply a waste!"

"It's wasting and consuming 'talent', you know?"

"Also, do you know how much manpower and material resources it takes for the military to train a special forces soldier like you... no, even one-fifth as good as you?"

"Do you know how much it costs?"

Looking at Fan Tianlei, whose spit was flying everywhere, Lin Feng really had a tiny bit of disgust!

"Um, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Just ask, can you be straightforward and stop beating around the bush?"

Fine, fine, I'm getting to it!

Fan Tianlei nodded with a smile: "Little brother Lin Feng, I just want to tell you."

"Staying in the conventional troops will limit your development."

"Only special forces can truly reflect your value!"

"Men, soldiers, must charge into the smoke and fire of war."

"Because flowers and applause can only ever be given to heroes."

"The enemy's head is your glory and military merit."

"If you want to get promoted and get rich quickly,"

"the battlefield is definitely the only choice for a soldier."

"Last sentence: do you understand that beauties love heroes?"

MMP, have to admit, Fan's ability to fool people is truly formidable.

Even though Lin Feng was prepared, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling at this moment.

Killing enemies to earn merit, getting promoted and rich, beauties,

he said it all, just ask who wouldn't be tempted?

Of course, being tempted can only be tempted, but he couldn't nod.