"Live Hunting Wilderness (

"Military ratio?"

Wang Kui subconsciously repeated his mouth, and immediately reacted.

Previously, because of the marketing account, he was brought to the forefront of the storm. In order to scare those poachers, Dongfang Miao's father helped him set up the identity of a guest combat consultant in the guard area, but he seems to have not been to the magic city guard area once.

Thank you so much indeed.

So decisively nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will definitely pass!"

Later, the two went on to talk about the black bear hunting season.

Dongfang Miao learned that he was thrown by a scar face and was injured in a critical juncture, so he got up in a hurry and looked at the injury on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's okay..."

Wang Kui's tone was nonchalant, and he turned his head to see that Dongfang Miao's perfectly profiled face was next to him, and a faint fragrance came out.

Dongfang Miao didn't dare to tear the gauze, fearing that the wound might be infected, so he could only get close. Observing carefully from the gap on the side, the few strands of hair from Wan's temple swept across the skin of his shoulder, itchy, like being scratched by a small milk cat The same.

Involuntarily.

Wang Kui subconsciously thought that the last time he was at the door of Dongfang Miao’s house, he was also checking the wounds, and was caught by her father. He felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem!"

Listening to him coughing deliberately, Dongfang Miao's eyes slanted, and he caught a glimpse of his blushing, and he thought of the last time at the door with a sharp heart, and couldn't help smiling: "What are you coughing? My dad is not here!"

"The wound has been treated well, there should be no major problem. You say you, no matter how good you are, you have to be careful. There is only one life. Next time there will be such a dangerous thing, call me or Chenkov, Cancun, and Jiang Chen. Help you!"

"I know!"

Wang Kui said so, but his heart was warmed by Dongfang Miao's way of caring.

If you change to someone else, you may persuade him to do so many less dangerous things.

But Dongfang Miao knew that he would not give up hunting, so he was willing to accompany him on the adventure.

Life.

It's worth it to meet such a like-minded person who understands you!

After eating.

Wang Kui took Dongfang Miao to the Great Wolfdog Island and played with them for a while. The most important thing was that she wanted to see the scar face that could hurt him.

have to say.

When the scar face appeared, Dongfang Miao was almost frightened.

The main figure of this guy, coupled with a pirate blindfold and a scar on his face, is really oppressive.

With the help of Wang Kui.

Dongfang Miao tentatively touched the head of Scarface. He didn't know what magic this woman had, or said that Scarface had become familiar with Daxiao these days, and he had become an old-fashioned critic.

Ten minutes later, this guy even took the initiative to rub Dongfang Miao's long, slender but sporty legs.

Good guys.

The big dog's eyes were round and his tail dangled, as if saying: Brother TM is good!

Upon seeing this.

Wang Kui kicked Scarface away, what a joke, I haven't rubbed it yet!

The next two days.

He began to slowly move from the villa to the island.

On the day of the Military District Grand Tournament, he drove to the magic city guard area on time.

As the garrison area under the Eastern Theater District, responsible for the defense of the Magic City, the military area is heavily guarded, with high walls and iron nets, dense surveillance, gun guards stationed at the door, and patrol personnel around.

If you don't have a pass, let alone go in, you can't get close.

Non-military personnel are prohibited from approaching, and photographs are prohibited.

Because Wang Kui made a phone call, a guard guarded the intersection ahead of time and led him into the guard area.

As soon as I entered the military area, I looked around and found that there were basically two or three floors of long white brick low-rise buildings, with a huge red five-pointed star hanging in the center of the front, and the words "August 1" in golden yellow were written inside.

Coming and going, everyone who passed by was wearing army green uniforms and was hurriedly rushing in one direction.

The guard first took him to change his clothes, dark green sweatpants, grass green quick-drying half-sleeves, which are the training uniforms of the military area.

Subsequently.

After passing through the administrative area, Wang Kui heard loud shouts and came to a huge playground. The all-green ocean had been assembled by units and formed a large circle in batches.

The guards took him near the troops in the southeast corner.

Dongfang Miao's father Dongfang Ye, wearing a military uniform with a face like a green pine, stood in front of his troops without anger, and said, "Here."

Within the military area, Wang Kui didn't dare to talk nonsense, he just offered a military salute.

"sit down."

Dongfang Ye nodded, and it seemed that although Wang Kui had left the army, the military salute was not deviated in the slightest and was neat and tidy.

Under the gaze of thousands of soldiers, Wang Kui sat beside him.

have to say.

Dongfang Ye led the troops in one hand.

Wang Kui could see that these people were very curious about his arrival, but they did not whisper to each other.

Although the Mordu Garrison is a military-level unit, because it is mainly responsible for the defense of the city, the overall size is smaller than the standard military area, with only about 10,000 people.

After the point, the host and the leader finished their speeches, and the next step is the start of the competition. Depending on the project, there are groups, individuals, competitions, and gun assembly.

Due to the urban nature of the garrison area, they are more inclined to attack and defend by armed police in many projects.

Watching various competitions, Wang Kui understood that Dongfang Ye's purpose for calling him over should be to enrich his combat experience.

To know.

The annual military comparisons, but the competition between the elites of the military districts, are all true skills and the essence.

At the end of the day.

Wang Kui learned a lot of tactical knowledge and fighting experience.

But Dongfang Ye's pawns did not achieve good results.

But this is only the first day. The general military ratio will last for at least ten and a half months before it ends~lightnovelpub.net~ With the end of the last round of individual competitions, today's competition will come to an end.

Dongfang Ye asked, "How is it?"

Wang Kui knew that he was testing his own eyesight and checking what he had learned, so he told the truth, from group infiltration rescue, to firearms, to individual combat:

"The tactical penetration attack is very good, decisive and effective, but the number of attacks from behind is too much, so next time it is easy to be seen by the defender.

"The results of the disassembly and assembly of the firearms team are very good, but the results of shooting and aiming are very unsatisfactory. The main reason is that the emotional breathing is too much affected."

"Soldiers in individual martial arts competitions are generally too procrastinated. They like to use sleeping skills. This is a disadvantage. Whether it is in martial arts or actual combat, quick decisions are the kingly way. Of course, these are just my personal opinions!"

Three items.

Just to deal with the three functions of Wang Kui's hunter career: hunting tactics, aiming and shooting, and close combat!

But he finished like this.

Huh huh!

Immediately there were dozens of eyes, swept over like a knife, and "pierced" him.

"Consultant Wang, in competitive fighting, ground skills are the most dominant fighting skills, do you not understand this?"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a tall body, small eyes and a little stubble on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but retort.

After a day of getting along, Wang Kui knew that this man was Sun Zhe, the fighting instructor under Dongfang Ye's hands.

As soon as the fighting instructors spoke, those who taught shooting and tactics also asked questions one after another.

The soldier originally had a violent temper. In addition to his unsatisfactory performance today, he was now short-cut by an "outsider" Wang Kui. Naturally, he was holding fire in his heart and wanted to vent.

Suddenly, Wang Kui became a target of public criticism!