The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 115 Quarrel
"Team up with them? No way..."

Hai Pingchuan's face clearly showed rejection, but Jiang Cheng thought that this was a good idea.

Don't look at these guys as dandies, but they are young masters from wealthy families after all, their physical fitness is there, and moreover, they are basically from military families.
Even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. From this perspective, it is much better than forming a temporary team with people who don't even know each other.

"Come on, let's come over here and discuss this!"

Feng Yong was the first to jog over and picked up a branch from the ground. "Let's take a look. From what Instructor Guo said, those ten soldiers will definitely find ways to hinder our progress."

Jiang Cheng also squatted down: Among Zhang Hanqing and the others, Feng Yong should be the most intelligent and shrewd one.

"Brother Feng, you are right. I think they will come to 'destroy' us when we reach the obstacle..."

As Jiang Cheng was speaking, Bao Yulin on the side disagreed: "How can he destroy it? I don't believe he can come up and beat us up."

Wu Taixun turned his head and glanced at the scene, curled his lips and said, "I think you should stop talking nonsense, maybe that's what he meant."

Zhang Zhuqing also nodded with a worried look on his face: "That's right, that's right! Look at those guys in the field, do you think any of them are easy to mess with?"

Several people turned around and looked at the field at the same time. Indeed, it must be Guo Maochen who did it deliberately. The ten soldiers in the field all had burly backs and fierce looks.

Needless to say, when they rush into the field later, they will definitely start punching and kicking, and then beat everyone out - all 15 people will be eliminated.

"Hey, I think the number of us is not enough..."

Yang Yucheng quickly added, "We only have nine of them!"

"Pingchuan, you and Yuanming go call a few more people over - just tell them that those who want to pass should come!"

Without even raising his head, Jiang Cheng took the wooden stick from Feng Yong and quickly drew a simple floor plan on the ground.

"Hey, come on if you still want to pass. Are you so confident that you can pass it?"

Just as he was discussing quickly with Zhang Zhuqing and others, he suddenly heard someone outside the crowd making a sarcastic remark.

Jiang Cheng ignored the voice. He still had serious things to do, but the brothers were obviously not calm anymore——

Zhang Hanqing, in particular, immediately jumped up angrily with his bag on his back: "Who the hell are you? You were the one who farted this morning, right?"

Since you know he farted, why do you bother with him?
Jiang Cheng stood up and looked coldly at the guy opposite him: he was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and looked clean, but he was a head taller than them, and his body was strong and his muscles were so tangled that they almost penetrated his clothes.

The number plate on his chest was 79. After a brief thought, Jiang Cheng thought that he seemed to be the 9th, and his name was Meng...Botao.

Your last name is Meng. Where are you from?
"Ah?"

Meng Botao sneered, "Master Zhang, am I wrong? What else do you need to assess these people in your family?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you could just enroll directly with your father's ability?"

The young man next to him immediately interrupted and said, "Why bother to enroll in school? Why not just cry to your dad and tell him you want to be a brigade commander...why not just go and do it?"

If he is not angry after hearing this, Zhang Hanqing is no longer Zhang Hanqing.

If Wu Taixun and Feng Yong hadn't been holding him down at the same time, I'm afraid the impulsive young marshal would have attacked him left and right.

"Who the hell are you? If you have the guts, tell me your name. I want to see what you have the guts to say that!"

Zhang Hanqing's loud voice immediately startled the candidates who were trying to recruit team members around him, and they all turned their astonished eyes to him.

Guo Maochen's face sank. He turned around and rushed into the crowd, glaring at both of them: "What are you arguing about!"

"The test hasn't even started yet, and you guys are already making a fuss?"

Without waiting for Zhang Hanqing or anyone else to speak, Meng Botao immediately raised his hand and said, "Coach Guo, I want to report something!" "This Zhang Xuecheng, he just sneaked into the team - I saw that he didn't take the written test or the physical test at all!"

Zhang Zhuqing was so angry that he cursed: "Why the hell are you talking to me?"

"Is what I said right? If you really took the exam, please show us your transcript so that we can see whether you passed or not!"

Meng Botao put his hands on his waist, looking confident, "How about we look at the roster? He wasn't on the roll call this morning!"

Zhang Zhuqing gnashed his teeth, but before he could say anything, Zhang Zuoxiang's voice suddenly came from outside the crowd: "Hey, there's no need to delve into this matter. Xuecheng, he took sick leave on the day of the exam, and the test paper was the same as yours, and he did it in my office."

"Student Meng, are you doubting the impartiality of me as the head of the hall?"

Meng Botao sneered after hearing this: "Oh yes, it seems that he is from the governor's family——"

"If you are absent from the exam, you can say that you are taking a leave. If you are late, you will be eliminated... Hehe, even in a fight, you have to take sides, right?"

Now even Jiang Cheng was furious, and the wooden stick in his hand snapped into two pieces with a "crack": "Meng, what on earth are you going to do?"

"I told you this morning that the good men outside the Great Wall are the ones who pee standing up, not here to grumble and waste time."

"What are you doing? Are you imitating your mother? Peeing on your stomach?"

There was laughter from all sides.

"you!"

Seeing that both sides were getting angry, Guo Maochen coughed heavily to stop the argument: "What are you arguing about? This is an assessment, not a quarrel in the market!"

"If you have the energy, go to the field!"

Meng Botao glared at Jiang Cheng and Zhang Hanqing with gritted teeth: "Instructor, I don't accept it!"

"What are you dissatisfied with!?"

This guy completely ignored the examiner's anger and even raised his voice three points higher: "How many tricks did Zhang Hanqing and his people get up to?"

"When we go to take the test later, who knows if those ten soldiers will kill us but show mercy to their men?"

At this point, his expression became even more sarcastic, "I just heard Jiang Feilan say that if you want to pass, you should team up with them!"

"Are you doubting the fairness of my setting?"

Guo Maochen also became angry.

Staring back, the two of them stared at each other without giving in to each other, and even Meng Botao seemed more righteous and angry.

"Okay, now that you've said that, I'll change the rules temporarily."

Guo Maochen suddenly sneered, "Don't you doubt my fairness? Then come..."

As the other party's angry expression flashed with shock, the examiner sneered: "Jiang Feilan and Zhang Hanqing, these 15 people, against your 15 people - you Meng Botao is responsible for defending the ten target papers."

"And they are responsible for the attack - don't you think these young masters are able to enter the re-examination because of their fathers or grandfathers?"

"You, examiner Meng, just take your men and stop them all!"

"If even one of you passes, all 1 of you will be eliminated!"

(End of this chapter)