Behind a dense forest on the southeast coast, there are a dozen low sheds built with fine techniques and weeds and leaves. These small sheds are very messy, one by one, and there are very no rules.

A few dozen meters outside the small shed, there is a big mud stall, a group of mud-like clay people who have been unrecognizable by mud. Each of them has a car tire around their necks, struggling and crawling towards the other side of the mudflat!

A topless warrior jeep, with rising dust behind him, drove wildly into this area.

"parking!"

Ma Dazhuang, who was sitting in the back row, finished speaking, and the man jumped down the edge of the car. The warrior jeep, braked suddenly, threw the car, swept the dust, and stopped on the edge of the mudflat.

"You group of mud pigs are so slow to get mud. I just go to the base logistics to pull a pig over, and they are faster than you!"

Ma Dazhuang cursed at the mud people in the mud flat, and then reached out to the assistant teacher standing outside the mud flat!

The assistant professor understood that he handed Niu Dazhuang the Type 05 submachine gun that he carried on his shoulder at will.

As a result, the Type 95 assault rifle handed over by the assistant teacher. As soon as the gun was pulled, it was thrust into the mudflat. As soon as the gun fired, the mudman inside struggled soon.

"There are still stubborn pigs, you can't drive them away!"

Ma Dazhuang cursed and walked to the other side. In fact, a clay man had already arrived ashore.

Looking at the clay men who didn't have any sort of clay, Ma Dazhuang cursed again: "It's even stupider than pigs. If you can't keep up, you can get back to me and get back to your old army to raise pigs. It's been two months since I just pulled a group of pigs from the logistics industry and trained them to become elites!"

No one dared to say anything. Ma Dazhuang looked at one of the assistant coaches and scolded: "If you can't get the grades out of training, you can get out of here too!"

"Yes!" the assistant coach replied seriously.

Ma Dazhuang glanced at the clay figure again and said with a strong emphasis: "You teachers, don't be too fucking kind to me. Starting tomorrow, the rubber bullet will be removed and replaced with live ammunition. These pigs have thick skins and the rubber bullets are not enough!"

"Yes!" The assistant coach present was very excited.

Ma Dazhuang walked towards the car by the mud beach with displeasure. After walking two steps, he turned his head again and said, "Hateful training, our training death quota is 4%, don't save me!"

"Yes, I'm not careful!" an assistant coach responded.

Ma Dazhuang turned around again, he walked to the side of the car, opened the door, and got into the car.

By the side of the mud flat, an assistant teacher scolded the mud flat who dared not speak: "Didn't he hear it? If you don't get the grades, get out. Now, go to the mud flat..."

The jeep started and drove forward for a while. The car stopped in a place full of yellow water holes on the ground.

Just in the yellow water pit area not far from Ma Dazhuang, there were many soldiers wearing the same clothes as the assistant teacher on the mud flat. Some of them were standing, with their watches stuck!

Someone was squatting, pressing one hand in the yellow mud water, and the other hand was also stuck in the table.

Ma Dazhuang, who got out of the car, walked to the edge of this area, where Yang Ping, who was on the rank of colonel, looked directly at everyone in front of him, and one of his feet was stepping in the yellow mud.

"Brig Commander!" Ma Dazhuang walked to Yang Ping.

"Bang!" At this moment, a human head suddenly appeared in the small mud puddle under Yang Ping's feet. As soon as he came out of the yellow mud, he opened his mouth and breathed the air outside the water desperately.

"Time is not there!" Yang Ping said in a calm tone. His foot stepped on the head on the mud surface. As soon as he tried his best, he tied the reluctant head and stepped on the mud like yellow soup.

"What's the situation!" Yang Ping then looked at Ma Dazhuang and asked!

"Brig Commander, I have found out clearly. The two soldiers who were replaced by the Chief of Staff of the Party, and the recruits in the first company of the Coast Defense Regiment's teaching team, I have checked their files. Those two guys are indeed rare and good seedlings as the Staff of the Party said. They are both powerful swimming generals from local middle schools. If they had not joined the army and served as soldiers, then one of them would be the champion of their next Youth Games!"

"It seems that I owe him a favor to the party!" Yang Ping said and asked again: "Do you want to transfer their files?"

"Take it, bring it!" Ma Dazhe said, taking out two files that had become a little wrinkled from his pocket and handed them to Yang Ping.

Yang Ping lowered his head and looked at his feet that were stepping on the muddy head. Ma Dazhuang immediately understood. He quickly stretched out one foot, stepped on it, and replaced Yang Ping's feet!

Yang Ping then took the two files in Ma Dazhuang's hand, first dumped them, and said, "Ma Dazhuang, Ma Dazhuang, can you be more serious in doing things? This is a soldier's file, not a finger that wipes the butt!"

Ma Dazhuang smiled and said, "Brig Commander, it's a copy!"

Yang Ping turned his head suddenly and glared at him. Ma Dazhuang's smile froze. He quickly changed his words and said, "Brig Commander, I was wrong, I will pay attention in the future!"

Yang Ping stretched out his index finger and pointed at Ma Dazhuang, saying, "These problems must be changed!"

"Yes, yes, change, will definitely change!"

At this time, your head under the water fought to get rid of Ma Dazhuang's foot and penetrated out of the water.

Yang Ping immediately changed his target again. He stared at the head that was breathing heavily and said coldly: "Go down!"

The head that had just emerged from the muddy surface quickly took a deep breath and pierced it again.

Ma Dazhuang quickly stepped on his foot again, and muttered, "If you don't hold your breath, don't think about getting into the frogman!"

Yang Ping looked at the archives, then looked at Ma Dazhuang again and asked, "Ding Yi and Wang Zhijun, which one is stronger, have you ever known?"

Ma Dazhuang shook his head and said, "From the information we obtained, the two of them are comparable. At present, I really don't know who is stronger. Brigade Commander, do you think we will book these two little guys first?"

Yang Ping kneaded the two copies of the archives he had just read into a paper ball on his hands and threw them into the mud and water. The paper ball floated on the surface of the mud and water due to material problems.

Yang Ping looked at the paper ball floating on the mud and water surface and said casually: "Wait, it's not the time yet. When will they go to ask for it, let's decide!"

Ma Dazhuang looked down at the paper ball floating on the water, and immediately understood. He smiled and responded: "I understand!"

At this time, Yang Ping said again: "But you can't wait. The paper ball is not wet anymore, so it won't sink. Those two little guys, don't make them too relaxed. You notify the third company of the shore defense to book those two kids!"

Ma Dazhuang thought about it and soon understood what Yang Ping meant. He said, "Brig Commander, I understand!"

The underwater head struggled again. Yang Ping looked at him, and the one under the head twitched again. Yang Ping looked at the yellow water surface and shook his head and said, "I'm too brave. Okay, don't step there. Time is OK. You can give them a short rest!"

Ma Dazhuang smiled and stopped and was about to leave.

"Ma Dazhuang!" Yang Ping suddenly called him again.

"Yes!" Ma Dazhuang immediately turned around.

"How are your training there?" Yang Ping asked!

"Report to the brigade commander, that group of mud pigs have made great progress. At the beginning, they have achieved some results. Now, regardless of their physical fitness and endurance, they have all achieved a certain degree!"

No one expected that Ma Dazhuang had cursed a group of guys who were not even as good as pigs, and now, in his mouth, he immediately made great progress. It seems that it depends on who he said it to.

"It's great, but you can't just relax just because you have a little bit of results. You have to increase the amount of training. You have to let them completely break through their bottom line. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Okay, you go!"
Chapter completed!