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"Since it's so lively, I'm definitely going. Let's go to war... What's going on? Disputed islands?"

"Twenty-ten minutes ago, a Japanese destroyer was bombarded by a South Korean destroyer 10 nautical miles east of Takeshima. The specific situation is still unclear. The news has not come out, and the Japanese government has not made any statement. It has been confirmed that the shell is indeed a South Korean warship. Sent it." Fu Dong's voice became serious.

"It seems that there is going to be a fight. No matter which side it is, as long as the first bullet is fired, it will be difficult to continue the confrontation." Fu Ming felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

"I think that if there are no surprises... there will be official remarks on the news this evening. If South Korea does not restrain itself after the arms exhibition in Tokyo, Japan, then the flames of war will ignite in the Western Pacific."

"The exhibition is just a demonstration and warning from Japan. It seems that the cutting-edge weapons from Japan in this exhibition will make people's eyes shine. I really don't know what it is that can subvert the future war pattern." Fu Ming put down his left hand covering his ears, and the students' bullets had all been fired.

"My informant also half-covered this matter and didn't disclose any more useful information." There was a rattling sound on the other end of Fudong's phone, as if he was flipping through some materials.

"Fu Bo, you know, sometimes I really wonder if you are a double agent of some government intelligence department, and you can get first-hand information in such a short period of time." Fu Ming smiled, half Said jokingly.

"Isn't it boss, you invest a lot in intelligence? You spend millions of dollars, sometimes just to buy a name. It's all bought with money. Intelligence and news are not people's hearts. As long as you want to buy it, you can still buy it." Yes. But boss, I’m sorry, I won’t reveal a single word to you about my sources of intelligence, I trust my informants, and I want them to trust me. For an informant, a person in charge An upline is much more reliable than a rich one. I have to be responsible for their safety, and they will give me corresponding information in return." Fu Dong's tone became extremely calm, and his speech speed also unknowingly accelerated. "I'm sorry, this is my principle."

"Oh, Uncle Fu, don't be so serious. I'm just talking. I trust your source of information." Fu Ming looked at the instructor walking towards him and said with a smile. "Your call seems to have caused me some trouble."

"Do you need to dispatch security forces?"

"No, I think I can handle it myself, and I can also get a week's vacation by the way. I'm sorry to ask for leave just a few days after school started, but there's nothing I can do about it." Fu Mingchang sighed and hung up. Telephone.Because he saw that the facial features on the instructor's face were almost twisted together.

"Who told you to bring your mobile phone in! Disobey the rules, stand up and design, and hurt others! Hand over your mobile phone, little bastard, and run ten laps for me to remember!" Go and grab Fu Ming's cell phone.

Fu Ming put the phone in his pocket directly, "Instructor Wang, I suggest you don't do this." His smile returned to his face, "This punishment is a bit too much for me, ten laps, 4000 meters, It's exhausting. I like fairness best, and I have a suggestion."

Instructor Wang's hand stopped in mid-air, and he frowned and stared at Fu Ming.The student's shooting action just now was indeed very standard, obviously after a long period of systematic training, and the shooting was very easy and natural, and he must have fired a lot of bullets.

Seeing that Instructor Wang didn't answer, Fu Ming continued talking. "Fight with me, you win, I'll give you the phone, go through the security check, and run laps. You lose... Hehe, not only can't I give you the phone, I won't go for the laps, and I have to A week off during military training."

"What did you say?" Instructor Wang thought that the student named Fu Ming in front of him was simply crazy. Looking at his slightly thin figure, he couldn't believe his ears. "Shooting a gun is definitely just going to the gun club in Hong Kong to practice. Let this kid know what a real soldier is, and it's a good thing!"

"Are you sure? What if I hurt you?" Instructor Wang asked with a smirk. He thought that this thin and gentle student had no chance of winning at all. He was not a soldier for nothing in the past few years!

"If I get hurt, I will never break my promise." Fu Mingye's smile also turned into a sneer, "A soldier who has never been on the battlefield is not a soldier at all, yes, Instructor Wang, I know what you are thinking What."

Instructor Wang frowned. This 20-year-old student was saying something that didn't match his age, which made Instructor Wang feel a little terrified. He regretted the decision just now.But when things got to this point, it seemed inappropriate to refuse the challenge. With so many students, where would I save my face?

"Don't say I'm heavy-handed." Instructor Wang squeezed his joints and started to warm up.

"This is not a place." Fu Ming pointed to the indoor training ground, "Go there, you should have permission to enter."

Instructor Wang chuckled, "Okay, let's go there." He had a small calculation in his heart, and when he got indoors, others would not be able to see him, and no one would know even if he did it himself. "You found it yourself."

"Yes, yes, I found it myself." Fu Ming shrugged and walked towards the indoor training ground first.

"Xiao Li, put away the guns for them and let them move freely for half an hour. Don't let them run around." Instructor Wang shouted back, and then walked to the training ground.

"Yes!" A young soldier standing in the middle of the students stood at attention and saluted.

Some girls nearby heard the conversation between Fu Ming and Instructor Wang intermittently, and chattered about it. Before Fu Ming walked to the indoor training ground, the students in the two classes present knew the news.The head teacher of Fu Ming's class asked for a long time before he got any clues, but Lin Jianping kept shaking his head and sighed: "This idiot." He looked towards the indoor training ground, got up and trotted over with the head teacher.

"Please." Fu Ming relaxed his body, took off the plain glasses, took a step forward with his left foot, protected his face with his right hand, and stretched his left hand half-bent in front of him. He arched his body, which was a standard fighting preparation.

"Boy, have you ever been a soldier?" Instructor Wang looked at Fu Ming's posture in surprise, and once again doubted whether his decision just now was correct. "Such a weak kid, so what if he has learned some moves!" He strengthened his confidence, the gap between him and Fu Ming's strength was still huge.Instructor Wang clenched his fists tightly, and the muscles in his arms burst out instantly.

"I'm sorry, this is not something you should know." Fu Ming still had a standard smile on his face, thinking to himself that outsiders who know these things have already become nutrients for the soil.

"Pretentious!" Instructor Wang didn't hesitate any longer, wanted to feint a left straight fist, and punched it out with eight points of strength.

Fu Ming did not dodge, but let go of his right hand that was protecting his cheek.Instructor Wang punched Fu Ming straight on the right cheek.

Fu Ming staggered and took a few steps back. A few seconds later, the nosebleed flowed down, and the right side of his face was swollen a lot.

"The speed is not bad, but it's a pity that the strength is a bit weak." Fu Ming smiled wryly, this punch was much softer than Matt's punch when he was training at the age of 16.Matt's punch made him lie on the ground for a long time, but he didn't get up.

Instructor Wang didn't have any more complacent expressions on his face, but he was very surprised in his heart.It was obvious that Fu Ming did not resist or dodge this punch on purpose. Although he only had eight percent strength, it was more than enough to knock an ordinary man to the ground, but Fu Ming only staggered a few steps.

"Instructor, it's really immoral to beat people without slapping them in the face." The smile on Fu Ming's face didn't fade away.Since it was a fight, both of them had to be injured. He walked out unscathed and left Instructor Wang lying on the ground, which was too conspicuous.

He almost made the moves with a smile, and the long-term fighting training with Matt gave him very fast speed.Fu Ming raised his right foot, exerted strength on his waist, and swept towards the instructor's head with a whip kick.

Instructor Wang was still thinking about it, but he didn't expect Fu Ming to make a sudden move. He hastily blocked it with his hand, grabbed Fu Ming's right foot with his backhand, and pulled it forward, trying to make Fu Ming fall to the ground.Once you fall to the ground, you are at a disadvantage in fighting.

Fu Ming didn't panic. Instead, he borrowed the strength from Instructor Wang's hand, kicked his left leg on the ground, and hung in mid-air. With the strength of his waist exerted to the extreme, he twisted his body to the right, and threw his left leg out on tiptoe.

Instructor Wang had no time to dodge. Although he had let go of Fu Ming's right foot, he still couldn't dodge. Fu Ming kicked him on the chin and took a few steps back.

Fu Ming fell from the air, with his back to Instructor Wang, put his hands on the ground, turned his wrists, straightened his legs and swept towards Instructor Wang. "Sure enough, I haven't been on the battlefield before. It's pretty good to put on a posture. It's a real thing, but it's another matter." Fighting is about change, and when the opponent doesn't expect it, Fu Ming is being beaten by the horse. After beating him more than a dozen times, Te got rid of the fixed moves.

"Instructor, be careful." Fu Ming's legs swept against Instructor Wang's ankles fiercely.

Instructor Wang only felt that his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the side. Fortunately, he reacted in time and supported the ground with his right hand, so he did not fall to the ground.

"It's late." Fu Ming made a diving leap, bent over and ran in front of Instructor Wang, clenched his right hand and pulled it to the far left, his left hand pressed against the bottom of the right fist, accumulating strength.The fist was hanging on the top of Instructor Wang's head. Instructor Wang supported the ground with his right hand, and his left hand was still balancing, so there was no time to react.

"Damn planted!"

Fu Ming opened his left hand, swung his right fist along the left side, and the bottom of the fist hit instructor Wang's chin fiercely.

Instructor Wang fell to the floor with a thud, rolled over several times, face down, bleeding from the nose and corners of the mouth, slapped his hands and feet a few times, but couldn't stand up.

Fu Ming's strikes are still measured, this kind of force will not cause too much damage to the vagus nerve, and there will be no sequelae.If the strength is not well grasped, the vagus nerve is severely injured, coma or shock are all possible.

He panted heavily, and patted the dust on his hands, "I have to continue practicing with Matt when I go back. If I don't get beaten, my bones will fall apart!" The rapid movement in a short period of time made Fu Ming's already thin The body feels great pressure.

"Instructor Wang, you lost, remember our agreement." Fu Ming turned around and walked out of the gate of the indoor training ground.

"Fu Ming! Is there anything wrong?" Lin Jianping was the one who walked in the front among a large group of students following behind the head teacher.Seeing Fu Ming coming out of the gate, he hurried over. "Damn, this soldier's attack is not serious or serious! Report him to the commander!" Lin Jianping looked at the swollen spot on Fu Ming's right face, which still had some bruises. "How is it? Damn it, something happened that made him unable to eat and walk around."

For this sentence, Fu Ming still believes very much. Lin Jianping's father is the chairman of a large local company in the imperial capital, and he can speak a few words in the local area, although Lin Jianping himself usually does not show his talents and has no son-in-law at all. Fan Er, but the forces behind it should not be underestimated.

Fu Ming put his arm on Lin Jianping's shoulder, pretending to be exhausted. "I'm fine, little bitch, I didn't play stupid." He chuckled, the concern of the members of the security forces for him was entirely due to their responsibility, but Lin Jianping, who had just met for a few days, was not the same thing.This made Fu Ming feel for the first time that the social life of ordinary people is still very good.

"Fu Ming...it's okay. This man is real. He's no more serious than a child. Go see a doctor." The teacher in charge ran over, his chubby body made him gasp for breath.

"Teacher..." Fu Ming put on his glasses, rubbed his face, and wiped away the blood from his nose. "You still call the doctor here, I'm afraid that the instructor Wang inside will lie on the bed for a few days."

The teacher in charge was stunned, and looked in towards the door.

I saw Instructor Wang lying on the wooden floor, blood slowly flowing from his nose, staining a small piece of the ground red.He was panting heavily with his mouth open, and there was a puddle of vomit around his mouth.

On the shooting range 100 meters away, two soldiers were sorting out the target papers that the students had finished shooting.These shooting scores will be recorded in the student file for credit review.

One of the soldiers looked at the target papers, smiled wryly and shook his head, "It's a waste to fire live ammunition to these students, not even a nine ring."

"Hey, I have a very strange target paper, No. [-]. One with nine rings and one with ten rings, but... there are no other bullet holes. I scored two good marks, and the rest missed the target?" Another soldier put this The target paper was pulled out. "The bullet hole in the tenth ring seems a bit big."

The two soldiers looked at each other, "Impossible."

They trotted to the target behind the No. [-] shooting position, looking at the mud wall behind the wooden target.Next to the bullet hole of the Jiuhuan bullet, there are densely packed bullet holes of the other nine bullets.

The ten ring on the No. [-] target paper was actually nine bullets piercing a hole.

"Which student was at the eighth target just now?"

"The one taken away by Company Commander Wang?"

The two soldiers looked towards the dense crowd of students next to the indoor training ground, but they couldn't find Fu Ming.

Fu Ming found a step, sat down, asked Lin Jianping to get water, and dismissed him.Then he took out his cell phone and sent Fu Dong a text message.

"Eleven air tickets to Tokyo, Japan, tomorrow morning."

A few seconds later, Fu Dong sent back the text message. "Already ordered, boss."

Fu Ming glanced at it, and then deleted the text message. He smiled wryly, "This message of mine is really redundant."