The days of being in the military camp can be said to be very fulfilling every day. Bu Fan had been in the Seventh Company for half a year without realizing it. In the past six months, Bu Fan was practicing his internal skills and was not overwhelmed by the reputation of the Gun King of the regiment headquarters.

Of course, it is not as described in the novel. When I won the first place in the League, I started to be complacent and forget it... Bu Fan, who had started wandering in society, deeply understood one truth: the beautiful trees in the forest, and the wind would blow it, and sometimes the gun was the one who shot the bird that stood out.

Bu Fan didn't want to be the first to bet. After winning the first place, Bu Fan became more low-key after showing off his bets in front of Wu Liuyi.

Half a year passed in a hurry, and Bu Fan was once again assigned by the regiment to participate in the shooting competition in the division with his good performance.

When Bu Fan received this order, he was happy to take out the gun he usually used and put it on the ground and wiped it carefully.

On the day of the competition, when Bu Fan walked into the venue with his equipment under the leadership of the company commander Gao Cheng, the commander of the 702nd Regiment who had arrived early came over and talked to Gao Cheng. Looking at Bu Fan following behind, he smiled and said, "Chengcai, the first place in the shooting competition of the regiment headquarters. You are the famous gun king of our regiment. Very good. This time, you will perform well on behalf of our 702nd Regiment and strive to achieve good results. I will celebrate your achievements in the regiment at that time."

"President, please rest assured, I will definitely do my best."

"Don't worry, my soldier, it's absolutely excellent." After Bu Fan's statement, the company commander Gao Cheng immediately protected the calf and said to the regiment commander.

Just as the two were chatting enthusiastically, someone came next to him and interrupted, "Old guy, I'm here to see your soldiers' shooting competition."

Hearing this, the two turned their heads. When the leader saw the visitor, he immediately laughed heartily, "Old Yuan, why are you here today?"

Punching each other on the shoulder is considered to say hello.

The regiment leader pointed to Bu Fan and said, "This is the soldier in our regiment's competition this time. Our regiment's famous sharpshooter. Although your team is great, I can guarantee that his shooting skills are no lower than your team."

After the team leader finished speaking, he turned to Bu Fan and introduced: "This Yuan Lang, the team is kept confidential for the time being..."

"Hello, Chief."

While saying hello, Bu Fan tried hard to recall the novel. Maybe he had experienced it for too long, and many memories had begun to blur. I thought about it for a long time before I thought about who Yuan Lang was.

It should be the person in the novel who has lost his foundation in becoming a talented person.

Thinking of this, Bu Fan suddenly began to reject him a little, "As far as he goes, he is his enemy." Because he is just a talent now.

With a subconscious repulsive mentality, Bu Fan asked Yuan Lang for completeness and stopped saying anything. At this time, Gao Cheng saw this and interrupted, "I participated in the division competition for the first time. This kid was a little nervous." After Gao Cheng said that, he leaned against Bu Fan with his hand and whispered, "Why are you so stupid? I said, you must not lose your chain."

Before Bu Fan could explain, the person who came with Yuan Lang smiled at Bu Fan and said, "Young man looks very energetic. Your leader praised you just now, so today I will depend on your performance."

Bu Fan kicked his legs and stood upright, "Thank you, the leader for your praise, I feel ashamed of it!"

......

The division competition is full of talents. Although Bu Fan is quite satisfied with his usual performance, he did not expect to be the first.

When the results were announced, to be honest, Bu Fan was quite surprised that he would actually be the first in the division department. If this was put in reality, he would be qualified to brag about everyone around him for a lifetime.

If there is a next life, it doesn’t matter if you swear in the next life.

At the end of the game, Bu Fan felt that the commander of the regiment was not tired of watching him. Bu Fan felt so angry that he was afraid that he would be attacked by double attacks by accident.

The leader who praised him before the competition was also standing beside him and praising Bu Fan, and blatantly digging the corner of the 702nd Regiment. "Shengcai, good skills. If you come to me, it's better to maintain it than to develop in this 702nd Regiment..."

Hearing this, the team leader stopped doing it. What does it mean to go to his place? It is better to develop in his place than to develop here? He rolled his eyes and handed it over, meaning that he could understand it.

At this time, the commander of the regiment was outside and the commander of the company Gao Cheng was inside. In the gap between the commander's speech, he directly reached out and pulled Bu Fan to him and hid it, so as not to have the newly cultivated cabbage urinated by the pig.

Gao Cheng saw Bu Fan’s problem with the two leaders and the two were having a fight. He couldn’t finish it for a while. After waiting for a while, he gave Bu Fan to the car to wait for him so that he wouldn’t really give up the cabbage. He picked the cabbage home first and saw what they did...

Bu Fan took the order and walked towards the car. When he came to the car, he thought that the company commander should have time to come back, so he did not get in the car immediately. Instead, he found a tree next to him, closed his eyes and enjoyed the rare leisure sunbathing.

"It's great if there is no sweat but only light..."

In a state of comfort, Bu Fan suddenly felt someone approaching behind him quietly. Bu Fan secretly accumulated energy. After half a second, his eyes glared and his faint light shot out. When he turned around, he turned and knocked out his right hand.

Bang...

The sound of the collision between the crutches and the arms was crisp and audible. As soon as the two came into contact, Bu Fan was directly grabbed by his arm.

"not good."

An irresistible force came from his arm, and he dragged Bu Fan backwards with one push and one send.

Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the way to use force to fight power shows that Lingli is perfect.

Bang...

There was another muffled sound, and Bu Fan's back directly pressed against the tree he had just leaned against. Bu Fan's left leg subconsciously bent upward, ready to pounce on the tree trunk again.

At this moment, an iron hand directly stuck Bu Fan's neck and pushed Bu Fan against the tree and couldn't move.

At this time, Bu Fan saw that it was Yuan Lang. At this time, Yuan Lang stuck Bu Fan's neck with one hand, and suddenly leaned over, directly pressed against Bu Fan's body, dispersing the posture that Bu Fan was about to leverage the force. At this time, the old force had gone, and the new force had not yet emerged. In addition, the neck was stuck, Bu Fan had to twist his body and try to break free.

But when Bu Fan started to implement it, he found that it was futile, his neck was breathless, and his body was locked, making it difficult to exert force.

"Woo...wow..."

As time went by, Bu Fan's face turned red as if he was bloodshot. Only then did Yuan Lang put Bu Fan down.

Hu... Hu...

Bu Fan half-kneeled on the ground and gasped hard.

"Soldier, the reaction is very fast."

Bu Fan didn't answer the conversation, he didn't know what to say.

Anyway, he wanted to sincerely greet the eighteen generations of ancestors in front of him, and by the way, he would like to greet the parents of the person in front of him, how did he create such a thing?

But Bu Fan couldn't beat this person. Looking at the two hairs on his shoulders, Bu Fan forced himself to hold this in his stomach.

When Yuan Lang saw Bu Fan not speaking, he continued, "Hey! You shot well, the number one in the division headquarters is very powerful."

"Chief, I'm sorry, I don't know it's you, I have no intention of offending."

What else can I do? At this time, Bu Fan heard Yuan Lang's praise and felt a sense of shame. This was a defilement of the loser's personality and an inhumane humiliation of the loser.

"Why do you feel like you are very resistant to me? Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm afraid of it, I just don't want to bother you." Bu Fan pursed his lips, afraid that the reason why he didn't want to pay attention to someone who didn't have a big digit in his mind, didn't he know?

"Report to the chief, no."

"Go to become a talent."

When Yuan Lang wanted to say something, the company commander Gao Cheng finally came back after finishing his own affairs. He walked to the two of them and pulled Bu Fan, who was half kneeling on the ground at this time.

After pulling Bu Fan to his side, he asked Yuan Lang coldly: "Has my soldiers offended you?" After that, he turned around and looked at Bu Fan and asked, "Is it okay?"

Bu Fan shook his head.

"Company Commander Gao, your soldier is not bad. I'm very interested."

"I have some good soldiers, no matter how interested you are, they will be my soldiers." Hearing Yuan Lang say this, Gao Cheng replied with a tough word, and after that, he turned to look at Bu Fan, "Okay, let's leave first, Lieutenant Colonel, you can do it yourself."

Company commander Gao Cheng pulled Bu Fan into the car and left after the dust.

Yuan Lang stood there and watched the two of them leave, hugging their hands on their chests, and laughed evilly.
Chapter completed!