Behind the logistics department was a slightly raised slope, and behind the slope was a small forest. After meals and during breaks, the soldiers would chat on the slope and smoke two cigarettes.
During World War II, the American army's way of reducing stress was to smoke. Every soldier could receive 5-7 packs of cigarettes a week to relieve stress.
Thomas and Jonathan stood on the slope and looked at Chen Fan, who was carrying water in the logistics department. The two of them whispered to each other.
"Thomas, we've been observing Chen Fan for almost a week. So far, he hasn't shown any extraordinary abilities.”
Nason took a deep puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled.
Thomas scratched his head in confusion.""Could it be that Chen Fan only witnessed the entire killing process that night and didn't do it himself?”
"It's possible. Thomas, when I reported the military merits, I also counted your contributions. Now, we are in the same boat.”
Nason blew out a smoke ring and continued,""As long as we can prove that Chen Fan didn't kill those German soldiers, the military merits will still be ours if we can't find the murderer.
Jonathan was the first to appear at the scene. He knew the situation best. The wounds on every German body were torn open by someone with their bare hands. It was impossible for the sickly Chen Fan to do it.
He was certain that in order to stabilize the morale of the army, the higher-ups would not spread such terrifying news to the army and cause panic before they could confirm whether it was humans or beasts who had annihilated the German army.
"How?"
Thomas also lit a cigarette and started smoking.
What Jonathan said made sense. He had seen the death of the German army with his own eyes. It was definitely not something that humans could do.
In addition, they had observed Chen Fan for the past few days. He was indeed no different from an ordinary person.
As long as they could confirm that Chen Fan's extraordinary power was just a temporary display of potential, they would be able to make things easier even if they didn't get any military merits.
"Go and find out his true strength. Let everyone know that Chen Fan is a coward who has no ability and runs away.”
After taking the last puff of his cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stepped on it to extinguish it. Then he looked at Chen Fan in the distance.
Thomas called a few of his buddies, all of whom were tall and strong. They walked to the water room of the logistics department and blocked Chen Fan at the door.
"Move aside."
Chen Fan was carrying water. When he saw Thomas and the others, he showed some impatience and said coldly.
Thomas stepped on the bucket lid and looked down at the thin Chen Fan. He said disdainfully,""Little Shortie, I heard that you've been doing pretty well recently. Your strength has gradually increased. We're all comrades. Come and spar.”
In the military camp, unless the other party clearly made a mistake, it was best to fight openly in the name of competition.
Therefore, Thomas used the excuse of sparring to test Chen Fan.
"Not interested."
Chen Fan didn't even look at Thomas.
Their movements attracted the interest of the surrounding soldiers. They gradually gathered to watch the battle that was about to start. Some even whistled.
Steve saw Chen Fan's voice coming from the crowd. He held the canned beef for Chen Fan in his arms and struggled to push through the crowd.
"Not interested?"
Thomas heard Chen Fan's cold words and went up to him. He grabbed Chen Fan's collar, waved his fist and said fiercely,""You'll be interested in a while."
Seeing this, Steve quickly threw down the canned beef and ran up to Thomas. He hugged Thomas 'thick waist and shouted,""Thomas, Thomas, Chen Fan is too tired to carry water. He is in a bad mood.”
Steve looked at Chen Fan worriedly. The few strong soldiers beside Thomas formed a clear contrast with Chen Fan's thin body.
Thomas was only using the name of sparring, but in fact, he wanted to beat Chen Fan up in public. If Chen Fan agreed, he would definitely suffer.
Steve was very worried that Chen Fan would be killed if a fight broke out.
Thomas saw that his waist was being hugged, so he let go of Chen Fan's collar, pulled Steve off his waist like a chicken, and threw him to the ground.
"Get lost, little chick."
Thomas stepped on Steve's face, rubbed it a few times, and smiled.
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Let go of Steve. Whoever wants to fight can do it.”
Chen Fan straightened his collar. His thin body was filled with a proud spirit. He didn't think much of it and said lazily.
Chen Fan didn't want to fight them because he was afraid of them.
However, because he was about to enter the middle stage of the foundation establishment stage, he could not clearly control the upper limit of the beginner level of subduing dragons and tigers.
He didn't want to lose control of his strength and punch Thomas into a pulp.
Seeing this dramatic scene, the soldiers began to discuss.
"When did this Chen Fan get so angry?”
"What's the use of having a temper? That's just pretending to be fat when you know you don't have the strength.”
"He actually dares to provoke Mighty King Thomas.”
Some of the soldiers even started to gloat.
"If you don't want to fight, I'm leaving."
Chen Fan glanced at Thomas, who was listening to the discussion of the other soldiers.
He couldn't be bothered to argue with the soldiers. He went forward to help Steve up and was about to leave.
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