Ma Jinglai, the chief of security in the Barren City, was in a ward.
On the bed lay a soldier.
His name was Yuan Cheng. His left hand was in a cast and his face was bandaged. He was looking at Chief Ma.
With a lonely expression
"Chief Ma, I want to retire."
Pa!
Chief Ma slammed the table.”
"You were injured on duty, and the compensation you applied for has been received. I won't allow you to leave!”
"So what?" Yuan Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile.
"The doctor said that my left hand is fractured. No matter how much I train, I won't be able to recover to my previous state.”
"I can't even lift heavy objects!"
"I'm already a cripple. What else can I do? Go to the office and work as a civilian?"
Chief Ma looked helpless.
That night, they raided Mingge Estate.
Everyone was prepared to sacrifice themselves, but in the end, only Yuan Cheng was attacked by the little white dog and lost an arm.
Although he could be reconnected, his career as a special forces soldier had already come to an end.
Chief Ma could not accept the loss of an outstanding soldier.
"Brother Yuan, you can't give up!" Beside him, a few soldiers who were visiting the patient advised.
Among them, Chen Tianxing, the outstanding warrior who had always regarded Zhao Dagang as his mortal enemy, was also among them.
"Yes, Brother Yuan. It's just a fracture. I'll be fine after recuperating for a hundred days!”
" Train slowly and you'll recover eventually."
"Don't give up!"
They were all friends and were familiar with each other.
Chen Tianxing and the others had suffered some injuries because of Zhao Dagang's incident. At this time, they happened to come to the hospital to change their bandages.
He decided to visit his old friend.
However, the ranged soldier shook his head." Don't try to persuade me. I can't lift heavy objects or perform big movements. What use am I?"”
"Chief Ma, just let me transfer!”
Bureau Chief Ma looked sad, and he was extremely reluctant to part with her.
However, just as he was about to speak, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Hahaha, it's here indeed!"
"A bunch of cowards who don't dare to fight. What's the big deal about pretending to be sick and hiding?”
"Cowards, I think the people of the Dragon Country are all trash!”
"Don't attack. I can kill them all by myself!”
A few people from the three countries suddenly barged into the ward and spoke rudely in curry-flavored English.
There were a few nurses behind her, and they looked anxious. They wanted to stop her, but they couldn't.
These people were fat and strong, each of them as strong as a cow.
"You, Imran! Salman! Why are you here?"
Chen Tianxing was anxious and angry. He suddenly stood up.
Salman, the leader, said scornfully,"We agreed to have a martial arts competition yesterday. Who knew that the Dragon Country was full of cowards? They didn't dare to fight."”
"He said he was injured and was being treated. He wanted to postpone it?”
"Brothers, honorable warriors, come over and see if you're acting!”
Chen Tianxing was furious, but he clenched his fists and could not move forward.
It turned out that the eastern warzone had sent invitations to the surrounding countries.
These countries would send people to watch the competition, and at the same time, they would also symbolically let some warriors participate in the friendly competition.
The Dragon Country would not win completely. The two sides would fight each other to show their friendship.
However, this time, the three countries actually secretly sent martial arts experts to the Dragon Country.
Among them was Salman Khan, the personal disciple of Dharma Fist Master Jaredi Yans!
Salman Khan was also an invincible existence among the younger generation in India and had a great reputation.
Just a few years ago, there was a conflict between the Dragon Country and the Ah Three Kingdoms at the border.
At that time, Ah San's men were suppressed and beaten up ruthlessly, which was extremely embarrassing.
Ah San Guo felt that he had lost face, but he didn't dare to oppose him openly.
He could only use the battle zone competition to sneak an attack.
Send out a few experts. They must win fiercely and win face!
The Dragon Country did not expect this to happen in the friendly match. When they discovered it, the list had already been confirmed. Even in a normal battle, Long Fang's chances of winning were not high.
It was just an exciting match. The experts had no intention of stealing the limelight from these ordinary warriors.
Chen Tianxing was one of the participants, and he was going to spar with Salman and a few other A'san experts.
He was considered to be above average in the army, but he had no chance of winning against a few martial arts experts.
At that time, the army had already made a decision. Even if they could not win, they had to display the courage of the Dragon Country.
Even if they lost, they had to lose gloriously.
However, a few days ago, Zhao Dagang accidentally used the super soldier serum.
Chen Tianxing and the others wanted to comfort him, but they were flipped over to the ground and sprained their bodies to varying degrees.
This kind of small injury could be recovered after two days of rest.
However, a martial arts competition followed closely behind.
In this state, Long Fang would definitely lose badly.
He could only postpone it temporarily so that Chen Tianxing and the others could quickly treat him and return to the arena.
However, he didn't expect Salman and the others to chase him here and show their arrogance on their faces.
"A bunch of trash. The people of the Dragon Country are all useless cowards!”
"If you can't beat him, then so be it. Hiding in the hospital and pretending to be sick. Hmph, coward.”
"Stop struggling. Disband your army and join the Ahsan Federation!”
"Hehe, even if you join, you'll still be untouchable. Lowly people, useless things!”
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