But I didn't expect that Wen Ruyu, who was as elegant as your son in a military uniform, laughed when she heard this, not to mention that Zhao Hu was almost dazzled by this smile.

"With my skill, I really should be eliminated." I only heard the gentle voice, soft as the sound of a small stream, "but... After the end of this assessment, what's my ranking

Yes, Wen Ruyu's skill is not good, but his head should not be too strong. Zhao Hu secretly smacks his tongue at this point. Being a soldier is not only the use of weapons and force, but also an exam... The papers were all over the place.

They are only 18 years old. If they are outside, they are the age after the college entrance examination. If they can get into a good university, most people will not choose to be soldiers!

It is conceivable that the examination paper is a curse that they can't escape. No matter how severe the other examinations are, when they are in the middle of the test paper, he jumps to the middle of the test.

When Gao Zhiyuan heard his words, his dark face turned red, "you... You're cunning. If a man like you meets an enemy, he can't shoot correctly, and he can't win a melee fight, he'll die if he goes! "

"He who meets the enemy must use his fists and weapons to win?"

When Zhao Hu saw Wen Ruyu's soft smile on his face, his eyes were even deeper, but his voice was still soft, as if he was touching soft cotton wadding. In front of Gao Zhiyuan's anger, Zhao Hu was calm and admired.

How can you know that if Gao Zhiyuan wants to beat him at first, he is angry and unfair. He just feels that he is unfair to his brother, because his shooting level is recognized by the whole class. But I also know that the quota for this trip is based on the ranking. Wen Ruyu is just the last one, and everyone behind him can't go either.

In the army, he pursues fairness, but according to the ranking, who can say it is not fair?

But he is still unwilling.

Hearing this sissy saying again, she sneered, "you don't need weapons and fists to deal with the enemy. Do you use your mouth?"

"Comrade Gao, what did we learn in the first class this morning?"

"Platoon." Gao Zhiyuan said subconsciously.

"Well, why do we need to learn these things? If, as Comrade Gao said, we directly use weapons and fists to deal with the enemy, then when we face the enemy, we will directly shoot and kill them, rush to them and beat them up. What can we do with these? "

Gao Zhiyuan is the first in his class, which shows that he has a good performance in liberal arts and is smart, but he is a little grumpy. At the moment, when he hears this soft voice without military spirit, he just feels very harsh.

Bullshit, that's because the enemy also has weapons and fists. If they rush in at random, don't they use them as gun handles?

Wait a minute. He's laughing at him. He's mindless? In an instant, anger rose again.

"You little white face, you dare to turn around and scold me. I have to beat you." Without saying a word, he has already made a fist.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu couldn't help mentioning that his eyes were staring at Wen Ruyu's face, which was as smooth as jade and as bright as pearl. He frowned, and his smile was all put away. He didn't know why he felt uneasy. Subconsciously, he threw the dish he had washed in his hand, and then he quickly ran over.