Chapter 1792

Name:Walking Tall Author:齐昆仑
War is not won by a single person with strong fighting ability, but needs the support of the three armed forces, even the whole country and the people!

The success of the battle of Beidao depended on everyone's efforts. Even though Qi Kunlun was in charge of the overall situation, he did not dare to make great contributions.

"Well, black dogs know how to brag. They boast all day long about how powerful your Qi Shuai is. This time, Ning Changsheng was appointed as a military academy instructor when the three armed services met. However, he did not dare to say a word more. " The young man sneered, "how much did China lose in the battle of the North Island? Don't you have any pressure in mind? If he really has the ability, those generals will not die in the war! "

"In war, where is the reason not to sacrifice?" The veteran couldn't help but murmured.

"Ha ha... It's a good sacrifice. Don't you sacrifice your leg? What good is it for you to brag to your master when you break your leg? " The young man said again, it's hard to hear.

Several other veterans of the black dragon Army stood up and glared at him.

"Oh, frighten me? Although I am not from the black dragon army, I have been fighting in the army for many years. I am not afraid of your momentum. " The young man got up with a sneer, pulled his collar and said faintly.

While speaking, several of his companions also stood up, each of them looked very big, and their eyes were bright, and they were not easy to provoke.

The soldier with broken legs bit his teeth and said, "well, we are all retired. There is no need to argue with such people. If we really want to fight, our reputation will be affected. You can't disgrace Qi Shuai if you are out of the door! "

Several people listened to his words and said, "old monitor, can you bear it?"

"Endure!" Said the veteran, whom they called the old monitor.

When those people on the other side saw that they were sitting down again, they couldn't help laughing and said, "Yubao!"

Qin Murong raised her eyebrows and asked, "are you looking at the soldiers under your hand being bullied like this? One of them is a disabled person. "

Qi Kunlun said calmly, "don't mind your own business. Just drink with peace of mind."

Qin Murong knew that Qi Kunlun had his own ideas in mind, so he stopped talking about it. He picked up his glass and took a sip.

These veterans of the black dragon army tolerated it, but the other side was more arrogant. They drank wine and talked about the achievements made by the Tianlong army in recent years.

"And the battle of Xiannan. What is Qi Shuai's proper arrangement? It's not because our Tianlong army controls the air and escorts the troops under his command?" The young man said aloud, deliberately let a few black dragon army veterans hear.

"It's not bad for us to control the Dragon army. We just don't think it's right for us to control the black dragon army. We just don't think it's right for us to control the black dragon army." Someone echoed.

The old monitor with broken legs finally couldn't help it. He put all kinds of glasses on the table and said coldly, "don't be too ignorant about good or bad!"