In addition, Zhang Xiaofan doesn't care how the group of people in front of him treat himself as their instructor.

In Zhang Xiaofan's opinion, if he can teach these people, it's just the blessing of these people's ancestral tombs, which was built in their last life. OK?!

"These 300 places are too many. There is too much rubbish in them. One person slows down the pace of the whole army."

"So, my first request is that we can teach 100 people in Raytheon special forces to Zhang Xiaofan!"

At the moment, Zhang Xiaofan naturally did not bother to pay attention to the anger or hostile eyes of these elite soldiers in the western war zone. His tone was the same as before, and he said softly.

"The rest of you, I don't care if you go back to your old army or not."

"Or, look for other instructors to train you. In a word, I, Zhang Xiaofan, can only leave 100 people here!"

At first, according to Wang Zhenyuan and other senior military officers in the western war zone, if you think about it.

There is no doubt that these 300 elite special forces in the Western Theater who have passed the actual combat exercise are the key cornerstone of the formation of Raytheon special forces in the future. Everyone present is indispensable!

Because every one of them is listed individually, and they are all the best soldiers in the western war zone.

Among them, no matter which person is missing, in their eyes, it is a kind of attenuation of the overall combat effectiveness of the special forces with Raytheon!

However, Wang Zhenyuan and those senior officers in the western war zone have their own ideas. Zhang Xiaofan is too lazy to manage so much. Anyway, he can teach 100 special forces at most.

As for the rest, which cool where to stay, anyway, Zhang Xiaofan is no time to deal with them!

"Report, drillmaster, why did you call us rubbish just now? This is an insult to us --!"

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan's voice fell, he saw a special soldier standing in the crowd. He was angry and said.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't know the man who just stood up with him. He didn't even hear of him.

But although Zhang Xiaofan didn't know where this guy came from, the special forces on the scene didn't know his identity!

Tiger hunting, song Chenghui, is really one of the best in the western war zone!

Fame, let alone in the western war zone, even in the fifth World War Zone of China, is the number one figure!

Because of this, song Chenghui is naturally the one with the highest central spirit and the most thorns on his whole body.

On weekdays, song Chenghui naturally is not used to anyone, not convinced of anyone, even if it is changed to Tian Hongfei who has been fighting against him for three or four years.

Of course, in the eyes of song Chenghui, only Tian Hongfei's iron fists in the whole western war zone are really qualified to break his wrist!

"I'm new here. It's the first time we all meet. I'll just prepare a small gift for myself."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan took out a knife from his waist. Its body was edge shaped, with three blood grooves, and its body was gray