There is currently no progress in the two major events of Luo Yundao's boat division.
One was to hire people to work. Liao Wenzhi said he had done it. He had been gone for several days and there was still no news. Chu Qing got angry.
Another thing is that the boat master's mud can't hold up the wall. In this matter, Chu Qing can only go into battle personally.
Other things, such as court battles, battles and conquests, there are professionals around him, there are countless experts, so he doesn't need to worry too much.
But the three-way boat masters of the East China Sea were concerned with his obsession and only wish, so he could only grit his teeth and take the wrong approach.
Early in the morning of the second day, the troops had just gotten up, and the four camps had just lined up and were preparing for drills.
After Chu Qing got up, he rarely resumed his daily training, including a set of eye exercises to warm up, a set of aerobic radio gymnastics, and strength training with equipment using broken wooden poles, and then came to the beach.
Chu Qing was used to being embarrassed, but that didn't mean he liked being embarrassed, so he called two idle men, brothers Fu Yongkang and Fu Baobao.
Fu Yongkang, who was yawning, had a look of displeasure on his face: "Brother Chu, dad asked us to come here to protect you. Why do you want us to do military training?"
Fu Baobao nodded repeatedly: "Little brother Chu is not loyal. He promised to bring the eldest and second masters to eat and drink spicy food, but they eat fish all day long, and the second master does not dare to speak loudly, for fear of opening his mouth and stabbing your face with fish bones."
"Oh, since you came to Donghai, you two have not dared to do anything. When you return to Beijing, you will not be able to repay your merits. How can I explain to Mr. Fu?"
Fu Yongkang glanced at Fu Baobao: "After what little brother Chu said, I think he is quite righteous and wants to repay us brothers."
"Yes, the second master feels the same way, so help him."
Chu Qing shook his head with a wry smile, and took Fu San, the second young master of the Fu family and a group of Tanma carrying boxes to the beach.
Regardless of whether he is self-proclaimed or not, Chu Qing is the commander-in-chief. Since he is the commander-in-chief, more than 3,000 people from the four camps quickly lined up.
Chen Dinglan was patrolling on horseback. When he saw Chu Qing coming, he rushed over.
I have to say that Chen Dinglan is really a very conscientious person. The affairs of Luo Yundao Zhoushi have nothing to do with him. He is the commander of Shangyun Dao Zhoushi's mansion, but he is afraid that something will go wrong here, so he will not go back. If you take a walk, you are afraid of something happening.
"Brother Chen, tell me which of these four camps is the most popular."
"Hey, that's what you said." After all, Chen Dinglan is the commander of the Marine Corps. When he heard Chu Qing say that all the sailors of the Marine Corps are losers, he immediately became unhappy: "Dudu, pay attention to your words. What do you mean by the worst losers? They are all fucking losers. No one is better than anyone else."
"All right."
Chu Qing came to the military formation on the far left, the vanguard camp, with 900 people, 400 veterans from Lake City, and 500 boat masters, all of whom were full.
"From today on, I will be your commander-in-chief, the commander-in-chief of the Pioneer Battalion."
The five hundred people in the Pioneer Camp suddenly felt their hearts pounding.
Not to mention, this vanguard battalion currently has no commander, and Chen Dinglan has always been watching.
"The army of Lake City marches out, and the rest of the troops exchange sticks, wooden sticks, and wooden shields."
Everyone looked at each other and didn't move.
A figure who walked silently floated over, showing a sinister smile.
Without saying a word, Sayazi ran back to the camp to find wooden sticks and wooden shields.
The Feng Taoist snorted coldly: "A stick of incense!"
The losers ran faster.
Chen Dinglan smiled bitterly and said: "Master Feng, can you be more gentle in the future? There is no doctor in the camp. It has only been a few days, but now there are more than 30 soldiers who cannot get up."
"Three paths in the East China Sea, the old Taoist can hit whoever he wants!" Feng Taoist put his hands behind his back and said, "That's what the boy from the Chu family said!"
Chen Dinglan: “…”
Chu Qing was too embarrassed to say anything.
He discovered that Feng Daoren was getting more and more ridiculous. When had he ever said such a thing?
Before even a stick of incense had time, the waste from the vanguard camp came back carrying a wooden stick and a wooden shield. The old man from Lake City stepped aside and watched the excitement with laughter.
Chu Qing glanced around and shouted: "Trash, today, you are trash, tomorrow, you will be trash, and the day after tomorrow, you will still be trash, but you need to prove to me that you trash are the main camp of Luo Yundao Boat Master.
The King of Waste!"
Chen Dinglan thought about it for a while.
Isn’t that still waste?
Chu Qing kicked over a box, and the soldiers' eyes widened.
In this box, there are all copper coins, strung into strings, and each string is consistent. There are at least hundreds of coins in a box.
The third brother and the second son of the Fu family also started kicking, knocking over more than ten boxes, leaving thousands of copper coins lying quietly on the beach.
Chu Qing raised his arm and pointed at the Xianyong camp next to him who was also practicing offensive and defensive practice with wooden sticks and shields: "There are six hundred of them, one hundred more than you."
The losers all looked at the copper coins. Chu Qing's voice was like the devil's temptation: "Kill them, and this money will be yours!"
The soldiers all raised their heads and breathed a little heavily.
Chu Qing turned around and shouted: "Enter the troops in Hucheng bravely first, then retreat a hundred steps."
The elders in Hucheng were really obedient, especially Chu Qing, who didn't even look at the copper coins, because Chu Qing never gave them copper coins, but banknotes.
"Otherwise, defeat them and get the money, or..." Chu Qing lowered his voice: "They will defeat you and take away the money you deserve."
Fu Yongkang laughed: "Come on, you trash!"
Fu Yongkang rolled up his sleeves: "Fools, follow the Second Master and defeat them!"
After finishing speaking, the Fu brothers rushed towards the soldiers in the Xianyong camp who were looking at each other.
These losers have long been defeated by the old cousins in Hucheng. When they see these two fools, they hit them with their fists, but they don't dare to fight back.
Looking at the soldiers in the vanguard camp, a few brave ones finally ran over and rushed over carrying wooden sticks.
This is the role of example. If there is one, there are two. If there are two, there is a group.
Just like that, under Chen Dinglan's dumbfounded gaze, the five hundred losers from the Pioneer Battalion rushed over and beat up anyone they saw.
Look at the losers from the Pioneer Battalion. They were beaten by the veterans from Hucheng. They didn't dare to fight back. But when they were beaten by the same losers from the Pioneer Battalion and allowed to fight back, they naturally picked up the stick and swung it.
"Go on, kill them!"
Qiu Baoyu, who was standing aside, was anxious because he was the temporary commander in charge of the Xianyong Camp.
In this way, the two parties fought together, the battle between trash and trash, the scene...it was quite trash.
There was no order at all, no formation, no care, it was just like gangsters fighting each other, and someone was biting them.
It is true that the Pioneer Battalion has the numerical advantage, but the Pioneer Battalion has the Second Young Master of the Fu family, and they are invincible with their two sets of Wangbaquan. Many soldiers in the Pioneer Battalion who have brains have learned wisely, and follow the Second Young Master of the Fu family to continuously penetrate the "enemy formation"
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Chu Qing's voice resounded throughout the world.
"You castrate without eggs, didn't you eat fish in the morning? Beat it hard and don't hit the head. Take it personally. There is a standing army in the Xianyong camp. Don't eat at noon!"
