My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 93 Reward for the cooking class, Chen Fan can’t find a partner

As a reward for the 93 cooking class, Chen Fan couldn’t find a sparring partner.

When Chen Fan returned to the company headquarters that night, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

He was tired and hungry.

Fortunately, Gao Cheng had already ordered the cooking team to relight the fire and cook a feast for everyone.

The soldiers went back to the dormitory to wash up briefly, and then quickly gathered outside the cafeteria.

Gao Cheng strode to the front of everyone.

He still looked around symbolically, and then said: "Comrades, your performance tonight is very good. Not only did you complete the task perfectly and catch the criminal, but you also won praise from your brother units. Comrade Our performance is very good and I am very satisfied, so I have ordered the cooking team to give everyone extra meals tonight, a chicken drumstick for each person, and grilled skewers - "

As soon as they heard that there would be extra food, the soldiers' eyes suddenly brightened up, one by one brighter than the last. Everyone was hungry at this time. After hearing Gao Cheng's words, the sounds of swallowing suddenly came one after another and kept ringing.

"Okay, that's all I have to say, let's start dinner -"

The soldiers of the 7th Steel Company were about to line up to enter the restaurant. Gao Cheng suddenly remembered something and quickly shouted: "Wait!"

Everyone stopped and looked up at him.

Gao Cheng pointed in the direction of Chen Fan with his hand: "Who is that - Chen Fan from the third platoon - come out!"

"what?"

Chen Fan was stunned.

"I didn't do anything?"

He was a little confused and glanced at Gao Cheng, but he couldn't see a reason. Moreover, time was tight, and he had no time to think about anything else. He responded quickly and stepped out.

"Your performance tonight is very good, so you are the first one to eat today!"

"Ah?" Chen Fan was stunned again.

"What? Don't want to?"

"Yes, yes! Company Commander, I am willing!" Chen Fan chuckled and quickly jogged a few steps to stand at the first position.

Snap, snap, snap.

Blah blah blah.

The applause started immediately and became more and more enthusiastic. Finally, even the veterans who were responsible for preparing meals in the cooking class also clapped together.

Chen Fan's heroic deeds had spread throughout the entire 7th Steel Company at this time, and the news became more and more evil, so many people admired him.

Chen Fan walked into the cafeteria amidst applause.

"Salute to our fighting heroes——"

Several veterans from the cooking class stood at the door. When they saw Chen Fan coming in, the squad leader of the cooking class shouted the command.

Snapped.

The six warriors raised their hands in salute.

Chen Fan quickly returned the gift.

"The ceremony is over!"

The leader of the cooking team shouted again, and after that, several people quickly returned to their posts. Those who were responsible for cooking, those who were responsible for serving dishes, and they quickly got busy.

call--

Chen Fan let out a breath.

This is the first time he has felt that wonderful feeling since he joined the army. He can't explain exactly what it is, but it is very wonderful, very proud, and very proud. For the first time, he has truly experienced that "the army speaks with strength", The true meaning of these two sentences "The troops only respect the strong"! Chen Fan let out a long sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and then picked up the dinner plate and went over to get vegetables and rice.

"Chen Fan, you have made great achievements today, so you have three chicken legs!"

The squad leader of the cooking class stretched out his spoon, and with a snap, poured three golden and fragrant chicken drumsticks onto Chen Fan's dinner plate.

"Thank you monitor!"

"You're welcome, you deserve this. The tradition of Steel Seventh Company is to respect the strong."

Chen Fan walked forward with the dinner plate. After taking a step, he suddenly stopped and turned around: "Monitor, thank you for the steamed buns tonight!"

"Steamed buns?" The squad leader of the cooking class was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Is it because you ate the steamed buns from our cooking class that you have such strong fighting power tonight?"

"Report to the squad leader, it's not for this reason. I was able to catch the criminal tonight, and the steamed buns from your cooking class are at least half of the credit!"

"What's going on? Come on and tell us?" When the squad leader of the cooking class heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he became interested, and everyone else came over.

But before Chen Fan could speak, Gao Cheng outside was dissatisfied and shouted: "What's going on inside? Are we hungry? Speed ​​up. If you don't want to eat, leave quickly. Don't take advantage of it." Don’t poop in the latrine!”

Chen Fan quickly carried the dinner plate forward.

"Chen Fan, we will come and chat with you when we are free later!"

OKAY.
  Chen Fan made a gesture.

That night, after having dinner and relaxing for a while, everyone went to bed. Firstly, it was getting late, and secondly, everyone was really tired and wanted to go to bed early.

The next morning, Chen Fan got up early. After completing the unified morning exercise, he did not rush back to the dormitory, but quickly ran to the combat training ground. His goal was very clear. He wanted to concentrate his firepower during this period. If you practice military fighting skills to the seventy level, you must at least have the ability to fight against tough opponents, otherwise you will feel insecure.

Ping ping ping pong.

He punched around the sandbags alone, straight punches, jabs, hooks, and whip fists, one punch after another. He fought for about three minutes. There was a "ding" sound, and the system's voice rang in his mind, 100 Got some system experience.

When he had been practicing by himself for about four minutes, a large group of soldiers came to the fighting area one after another. There were some from Class Three and some from Class Five, some that Chen Fan knew and some that he didn't know, and some were new soldiers and some were veterans.

"Chen Fan, we are here to practice boxing with you." Niu Zhiguo, the leader, rushed over with a smile.

"Lao Niu, you're here just in time, let's have some sparring!"

"Sparring?" Niu Zhiguo was startled. After a moment, he waved his hands repeatedly: "Forget about sparring, forget about sparring!"

"Come on, Lao Niu, let's practice sparring together. One person cannot practice fighting alone, only sparring is effective!" Chen Fan said as he went to catch Niu Zhiguo.

But Niu Zhiguo was so frightened that he turned around and hid behind the crowd.

He didn't want to spar with Chen Fan.

"Forget it!" Chen Fan had no choice but to give up. Soon, he looked at the others: "Which brother is willing to come and practice with me? This squad leader - let's practice?"

Chen Fan looked around and saw that no one answered him, so he took the initiative to invite a veteran, but the veteran immediately stepped back and hid behind him. While hiding, he waved his hands repeatedly, firmly refusing.

When Chen Fan was disappointed, he suddenly saw a veteran from Class Six running up.

The veteran was also one of the better fighters in the Sixth Company, but he was not as aggressive as the old Zhao from the seventh class. Chen Fan only learned about the veteran after hearing what Bai Tiejun told him. He hurriedly greeted him: "Old Zhang, you are too Are you here to practice boxing? You’re here just in time, let’s practice together?”

"Sparring? Forget it - forget about sparring, sparring with others is sparring, sparring with you is self-harm! You are a freak who can kick Zhao Tianming's feet off, I still don't I’ve been practicing with you!”

"Lao Zhang, don't talk nonsense. How could I have kicked Lao Zhao's legs off?" Chen Fan quickly defended.

"I know you didn't kick him off, but you have the strength. Yesterday, the criminal kicked off three or four people's hands. You were the only one who was fine. Moreover, you captured them easily. With you Sparring, if you accidentally lose your hand - I don’t want to be disabled! So, let’s forget about sparring with you?”

After hearing this, Chen Fan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He was thinking about finding a few people to practice fighting and improve his attributes, but he didn't know that no one in the Seventh Steel Company was willing to cooperate with him!

Damn it, what evil has he done!
  (End of this chapter)