Doomsday cultivation system

() The middle-aged man was suffering from pain in his lower body, his hands were tightly covering his crotch, his face was flushed, and he couldn't speak a word.

Tang Pengpeng, who was behind him, only felt a sharp chill in front of him. If he had moved faster just now, he probably kicked his little brother.

Li Xinyu didn't notice Tang Pengpeng's strange look, but looked at the kicking soldier in surprise, and asked in surprise.

"Are you Zhang Ben [ben]?"

Zhang Ben?

When Tang Pengpeng heard Li Xinyu's question, he quickly raised his head to look.

The kicking soldier had a square face, his thick black eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth were half-smile, exuding a hint of cynicism.

He had dark bronze skin all over his body, and was wearing a blood-stained military uniform, with a strong murderous aura rushing towards his face.

Damn, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhang Ben?

Unexpectedly, this guy not only became stronger, but also taller than before!

On the contrary, his temper is still the same as that of a bear, and he will hit him when he says something wrong.

During the summer vacation of the first year of high school, Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng went to the Kyoto Military Region together to live with their father.

At that time, Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng were both 16 years old, and Zhang Ben was only one year older than them.

However, Zhang Ben has been in the army for two years.

The apartments they lived in were not far away, and they were about the same age, so they quickly got together.

According to Zhang Ben, he didn't go to school after graduating from junior high school. His father thought he was too troublesome at school, so he was put into the army in a fit of anger.

"I am Zhang Ben! You are..."

Zhang Ben frowned slightly, looked up at Li Xinyu for a moment, then turned to look at Tang Pengpeng, and laughed happily, "Haha, Xinyu hasn't changed much except that he has grown taller. But Fatty Tang, you Even fatter than before!"

"Damn, Niu Qun, why did you appear here?"

Because the word "Ben" in Zhang Ben's name means three cows, Tang Pengpeng nicknamed him "Niuqun", while Li Xinyu used to call him "Brother Niu".

Zhang Ben turned around and stomped the middle-aged man behind him to the ground, then clapped his hands and replied, "Isn't it because I beat up the company commander who looked down on people a few months ago. I know you two I went to school in Xinling City, so I asked my dad to apply for transfer to the 317 regiment."

Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng only believed the first half of Zhang Ben's words. Don't look at Zhang Ben's understatement, the fight must have been fierce at the time.

It's been a few months since he was transferred here, and I haven't even met him face to face, talking about these ghost letters!

"Cao, believe it or not! Didn't my father tell me to take special care of me from our regiment leader, so I can't come out to find you!"

Zhang Ben saw the contempt in the eyes of Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng, cursed and continued, "As soon as I heard that the regiment received a mission to rescue the urban area, I hurriedly asked the company commander to apply to come to your school!"

"Brothers!"

Hearing Zhang Ben's explanation, Li Xinyu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Niu, I believe you, ignore that fat guy!"

Although Zhang Ben's temperament is exaggerated, he is still very close to the brother he recognizes.

"Hehe, it's better for Xinyu to rely on some clues."

Zhang Ben watched the middle-aged man get up from the ground and run away, he ignored it, and asked after thinking for a while, "I was about to go to the school to save you, but I didn't expect you to run out! Not bad, what level is the warrior?"

Li Xinyu understood Zhang Ben's character, and knew that this question must have no good intentions, so he chose to remain silent and did not answer.

Unexpectedly, Tang Pengpeng straightened his chest and proudly said, "I awakened and evolved into a first-level warrior!"

"Cut, such rubbish!"

Sure enough, Zhang Ben stared at Tang Pengpeng with teasing eyes and said, "I'm already a fucking third-level warrior, and our whole regiment only has a few first-level warriors in the cooking class and driving class."

Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng were taken aback when they heard Zhang Ben's words.

Level [-] warrior!

Damn, what kind of concept is this!

Li Xinyu had a big gap in his heart. He always thought that he was a first-level martial artist with a second-level Qi Refining Stage, even if he was not a top-notch powerhouse in the last days, he could still be considered an average.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ben was already a third-level warrior, and he probably wasn't even a fart in front of him.

Zhang Ben gloated and made Tang Pengpeng feel ashamed. When he saw Guo Linxue beside Li Xinyu from the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up and he asked shyly, "This beauty, what level is your martial artist?"

Depend on!

Li Xinyu thought contemptuously in his heart, what a dog can't change eating shit. When he was in school, he fought all day because of girls. Now he hasn't changed this virtue, and his eyes shine when he sees beautiful women.

"Report to the second platoon leader!"

Before Guo Linxue could answer, a soldier trotted over not far away, saluted Zhang Ben, and said.

"The company commander ordered that, in order to avoid accidentally injuring students, no shots should be fired when entering the campus unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Okay, go help me and tell the three squad leaders of the second platoon, asking the whole platoon to resolutely implement the company commander's order."

As Zhang Ben said, he raised his hand and returned the military salute. At this moment, his expression was indescribably serious.

After ordering the soldiers to turn around and run away, he immediately returned to his soldierly look, muttering in his mouth, "Damn it, in order to avoid accidental injury, the third-level fighters are not fucking pointing to shoot where to shoot!" , just say that the bullet is tense.”

Li Xinyu and Tang Pengpeng are no strangers to the military system.

The organizational structure of the Army adopts the principle of the three-three base system, such as a regiment with three battalions and a battalion with three companies.

The lowest unit has about 12 to 40 people in one class, and about three to [-] people in three classes.

A company has three platoons, with a total of 30 people including company commanders, instructors, cooking squads, chief stewards, and correspondents.

Of course, if it is a special unit strengthening company, it usually looks like one and a half companies, that is, about 200 people.

Calculated in this way, even if the 317th regiment is a regular regiment, it will probably have about 1000 people.

If it is a strengthened regiment, or if there are strengthened companies and reinforced battalions in the regiment, the number of people will only increase.

"Damn, second platoon leader? Did I hear you right?"

The remorse in Tang Pengpeng's heart looked at Zhang Ben enviously, with sour breath in his mouth, "I never thought that you, Niu Qun, would be an official! Even though you are a small official, you are still an official after all!"

Li Xinyu was also not at peace. As the leader of the platoon, Zhang Ben now had thirty or forty second- and third-level powerhouses with strict discipline, and he was definitely a force that should not be underestimated in the last days.

Zhang Ben's eyes were full of complacency, and he said to Tang Pengpeng with a smile, "Haha, what's the matter? Fatty Tang, you regret it!"

"It's not because of you!"

Tang Pengpeng said angrily, "If you hadn't described the horrors in the army, I'm afraid I would follow my father's arrangement and join the army and become a platoon leader!"

"Fuck you, lose [-] pounds when you enter the army, and then talk about being a platoon leader!"

Zhang Ben casually said something perfunctory to Tang Pengpeng, then turned to Guo Linxue and said softly, "Beauty, I think it's inconvenient for you to hold a dog, why don't you sit on the second row of our truck?"