He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhang Beixing frowned slightly and said helplessly, "Are you pretending not to see or hear? Can't you see that they don't want to? This kind of pestering is harassment, understand?"

"My mom always said that to pursue a girl, you have to be bold, attentive, and thick-skinned. This is a normal pursuit, not harassment!"

The male reporter glared at Zhang Beixing with disdain, his eyes filled with threat.

"Besides, who do you think you are, and what right do you have to meddle in other people's business?"

At this time, Zhang Beixing was wearing camouflage training uniform and no rank insignia on his shoulder, so the male reporter was unaware of his military rank.

If he had known he was facing a major, he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant even if he had a hundred lives.

Zhang Beixing was also enraged.

Good grief, you think you can take advantage of me just because I've given you a little kindness? You think you can just lay eggs after I hand you a basket?
You're really giving me the nerve!
Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone turning cold:

"Can't you understand human language?"

The male reporter chuckled coldly and took two steps back, adopting a fighting stance.

"Come on, he's just a soldier! Love is a personal matter, let's have a contest! Whoever wins gets to go after her!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaomeng immediately jumped out from behind Zhang Beixing, her face full of indignation.

Are you crazy? I'm not an object!

"Even if you win, I won't agree!" she said angrily.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Beixing burst out laughing.

WTF?

Should we fight him?
Zhang Beixing couldn't help but chuckle: "Young man, isn't it better to just live a good life?"

At this moment, Zhang Nengliang and the others had also gathered around, forming a circle around him.

Several people clenched their fists and whispered encouragement:

"Captain Zhang, we support you!"

Zhang Beixing narrowed his eyes slightly, standing opposite the male reporter, the air thick with tension.

Not only Zhang Nengliang and others who were just there to watch the commotion felt the tense atmosphere, but even the brigade commander and others on the leadership platform noticed this scene.

"Political Commissar, isn't it inappropriate to let them take action here?"

Chen Yuanli laughed dismissively, "This reminds me of my youth."

"Young people, fighting for love, just thinking about it gets their blood pumping."

Seeing that Brigade Commander Lan was still worried, Chen Yuanli smiled and reassured him:

"It's alright, this is a military region, nothing will go wrong. It'll just add some liveliness to the social gathering."

"Besides, if something really happens, isn't Zhang Beixing one of Deputy Brigade Commander Kang's men? Let Old Kang handle it himself."

Master Kang couldn't help but laugh and scold upon hearing this:

"Get lost! You never think of me when good things happen?"

At this moment, the male and female officers on both sides also stopped dancing and turned their gazes in this direction.

"Look, look! They look like they're about to duel."

"It's that handsome soldier from earlier! The guy he was confronting was so tall, I'm so worried." A girl clutched her heart in concern.

"Holy crap, that's a real man! Charge! Charge now!"

The male soldiers, always eager for chaos, began to whisper and jeer.

Wang Xiaowang exclaimed in astonishment, "My God, are they really going to do it?"

Liang Shan asked excitedly, "Who do you think will win?"

La Qiangdong shook his head repeatedly: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

Yu Dalei said regretfully, "I think Captain Zhang's chances are slim."

Zhang Nengliang said confidently, "Nonsense! Let me tell you, there's absolutely no suspense, Captain Zhang will definitely win!"

At this moment, Song Kaifei, who was busy flirting with girls, also had to pay attention to this side, because the girl he was flirting with was also attracted over there.

Song Kaifei caught a glimpse of it from afar, his expression instantly changed, and he muttered to himself:
"Oh no, Captain, this is going to be a disaster! What if someone gets killed?"

The two were on the verge of exchanging blows!
Huang Xiaomeng looked at Zhang Beixing with concern: "Captain Zhang Beixing, forget it, I'll refuse myself."

As she spoke, she stepped forward, looked firmly at the male reporter, and solemnly declared:

"I don't like you, I don't need you to fight for me, and I will never give you my contact information!"

The male reporter snorted, his chauvinistic tendencies kicking in, and didn't even glance at Huang Xiaomeng.

"Get out of here, this is a man's business, it's none of your concern!"

“You…” Huang Xiaomeng frowned, her face full of disgust.

She stepped back to Zhang Beixing's side: "Captain Zhang, ignore him, let's go!"

Zhang Beixing shook his head, his smile radiant:

"That's not appropriate. Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? He's a guest from afar, and I have to grant him this suicidal request."

Seeing that Zhang Beixing seemed genuinely angry, Huang Xiaomeng awkwardly shut her mouth.

I feel like I've messed up.

At this moment, Lan Zhiguang, standing on the leadership platform, stood up and announced:

"These two comrades want to duel for love, which is against the rules. But today's circumstances are special, so I will give them special permission to spar."

"but!"

Lan Zhiguang changed the subject: "Both sides should stop when they've reached a point of mutual respect; no one should be injured!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Beixing and the male reporter, his gaze leaving no room for doubt.

The male reporter glanced at Zhang Beixing disdainfully, his tone contemptuous:
"Don't worry, I will go easy on the soldiers!"

Zhang Beixing glanced at him as if he were already dead, his tone leisurely:

"Heh, I won't take his life."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhiguang and other leaders immediately frowned, sensing that the situation was not good.

But it was too late to stop it.

In the blink of an eye, the male reporter roared like a bear and swung his fist, as big as a casserole dish, at Zhang Beixing!

The male reporter was unusually large; an uninformed person might think he had been injected with growth hormones since childhood.

Without saying a word, he suddenly threw a punch.

The force of the punches whistled through the air, their momentum terrifying!
This incredibly fierce attack would likely require a great deal of effort even for a top-tier soldier to withstand.

Everyone present held their breath and widened their eyes in unison.

Everyone stared intently at the two, afraid of missing any detail.

In that split second, Zhang Beixing's eyes flashed, and he acted instantly.

Zhang Bei's movements were as swift as lightning and as fast as the wind, leaving a fleeting afterimage in people's eyes.

Facing the giant's fist, he did not back down and went straight forward to meet it!

His dark eyes seemed to shimmer with light, and lightning flickered within them.

He didn't aim for the giant's fist, but rather for his chest.

Why choose the chest area?

Because his opponent's chest muscles were thick, unlike his thin arms. If Zhang Beixing were to exchange punches directly, he would probably shatter his opponent's arm into a comminuted fracture.

Although the military region leadership has given their tacit approval, if such consequences are truly caused, a demerit will certainly be inevitable.

Zhang Beixing wasn't stupid; they weren't mortal enemies, so there was no need to go too far.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Beixing was already close to the male reporter, his punch arriving faster than the other man's.

Zhang Beixing's chest rose and fell slightly, his breath flowing like a swift wind and thunder!

He casually delivered a punch, which landed squarely on the giant's chest.

A muffled thud was heard.

The next second, the male reporter's expression changed drastically, his mouth twitched, and his muscular body suddenly leaped into the air.

Completely out of control, as if defying gravity.

"Whoosh!"

The male reporter was sent flying backward like a tattered sack. He crashed heavily into the corner of the wall, foaming at the mouth, his head lolling to the side, and he immediately lost consciousness.

From the start to the end of the duel.

Less than a second had passed.

The contest between the two sides has come to an end.

Before many people at the scene could even react, the battle was already over.

Before I could see anything clearly, in the blink of an eye, I saw the male reporter fly backwards and crash out.

I have to say, the way he flew out was pretty cool, but he landed face-first.

"My God! Is that all?"

Everyone was stunned, and the scene immediately erupted in chaos.

"What happened? I didn't even see it clearly, how did it fly out?"

"That's amazing! No wonder they're special forces soldiers from Wolf Fang!"

"Wow, that guy is so handsome! I suddenly want to be a military wife!"

Wang Xiaowang looked shocked: "What the hell? I've run into you! How could I, who's always been so shrewd, have guessed wrong?"

"I thought Captain Zhang was in trouble, but I didn't expect him to win so easily?" Yu Dalei muttered to himself in surprise.

Zhang Nengliang said smugly, "I told you, it was definitely Captain Zhang who would win, no doubt about it. Don't forget about the duck neck, haha."

Song Kaifei looked on with pity: "Oh my god!"

Huang Xiaomeng cheered excitedly when she saw Zhang Beixing win.

"We won! We won! That's fantastic!"

Lan Zhiguang was taken aback when he saw this, and then hurriedly called for medics to provide first aid to the male reporter.

There was some confusion at the scene.

Chen Yuanli and Kang Lei hadn't expected Zhang Beixing to be so formidable.

One punch, just one punch, and he was knocked unconscious!
The two exchanged an awkward glance and dared not utter a sound in front of Lan Zhiguang.

The medic examined him and said he was fine, just temporarily unconscious from the blow.

Lan Zhiguang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed to suddenly realize something and immediately turned to look at Kang Lei.

Still saying you're not here to cause trouble?
I can clearly see it!

Before he could shift the blame, Master Kong himself started to shirk responsibility.

"Zhang Beixing! Didn't I tell you to go easy on him? Why did you beat him up like this?"

Zhang Beixing spread his hands innocently, his face full of helplessness: "I already held back, I really didn't expect him to be so weak."

He was telling the truth. If he hadn't held back, this male reporter would probably have spent the rest of his life in a hospital bed.
Master Kang's expression shifted, and he gave an awkward snort.

"You call this holding back? You're going too far! Do you think a reporter can compare to a special forces soldier like you? Come out with me!"

Zhang Beixing stood at attention: "Yes, sir!"

With Master Kang leading him away from the reporters' encirclement, Zhang Beixing left the social gathering without hesitation.

After the farce, the unconscious male reporter was carried to the infirmary by four soldiers.

The social gathering continued, but the atmosphere was even more enthusiastic than before.

Although many people are still talking about what just happened, fortunately, after Zhang Beixing left, the association finally returned to normal as the leaders expected.

At this moment, Niu Nuli, who was late, finally arrived at the scene.

As the social gathering drew to a close, Niu Nuli, who had been tricked by Ma Hanyuan and the battalion commander, finally arrived in a hurry.

As a notorious problem known throughout the entire brigade, Niu Nuli had attended many social gatherings before, but he had never seen such a lively scene before, which surprised him greatly.

Seeing Niu Nuli, Zhang Nengliang said regretfully, "Squad leader, why are you only arriving now? You've missed the best show, you know?"

Niu Nuli was completely bewildered: "What's going on? Is someone so eager to do something they shouldn't in front of the brigade commander?"

"What? That's a lame joke," Zhang Nengliang said speechlessly. "Captain Zhang was just dueling with someone here."

Captain Zhang?
Niu blinked hard.

Upon careful reflection, it dawned on me.

Oh, you must be referring to Zhang Beixing of the Wolf Fang Special Operations Brigade.

what?
Zhang Beixing is dueling someone here!?

Niu Nuli felt like he had missed out on a fortune.

"Then I really lost out. It's such a pity that I couldn't see him make a move."

Wang Xiaowang interjected, "I've run into a devil like you! Don't tell me you didn't see it, class monitor; none of us here saw it clearly either."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Nengliang explained, "It's too fast; I can't see it at all."

La Qiangdong, with his tongue rolled back, explained earnestly:
"That's right! That reporter was so big, but he got punched by Captain Zhang and disappeared in the blink of an eye, like a cannonball from our tank's cannon. I wanted to turn into a salted fish and yell '666' at him."

Listening to the various people's excited descriptions, Niu Nuli couldn't help but frown.

"Really? Is it as far-fetched as you guys are making it out to be?"

Liang Shan exclaimed, "What I saw with my own eyes is even more exaggerated than what I've heard!"

“Oh,” Niu Nuli inexplicably fell into deep thought.

After hearing what they said, I suddenly felt a little itchy in my hands.

Niu Nuli was unaware of the combined arms battalion selection process; his chance to face off against Zhang Beixing was fast approaching! Leaving the social gathering, Zhang Beixing walked side-by-side with the old regimental commander, Master Kang, to the military region's parade ground.
In the distance, a squad of Night Tiger reconnaissance soldiers were conducting their daily bayonet training.

"Reconnaissance Company—"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers shouted slogans and were fully focused on conducting group combat training.

Looking at these soldiers sweating profusely, the two couldn't help but recall the glorious history of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, which the Iron Fist Regiment was so proud of.

Zhang Beixing was overwhelmed with emotion.

Once upon a time, the sharpshooter fourth company also trained hard day after day, and he always thought about leaving to join the special operations brigade. In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed.

The two walked to the edge of the flower bed, and Kang Lei sat down first on the edge of the flower bed, waving to signal.

"At ease, sit down with me, don't stand."

Zhang Beixing stood still, a slight smile playing on his lips, and tentatively asked, "Hehe, about what happened just now?"

Kang Lei glared at him, annoyed.

"Don't worry, I'll cover this up for you."

"Then I'll feel at ease."

Kang Lei waved his hand impatiently and said, "Sit down, sit down, let's talk about the combined arms battalion."

Hearing that someone was taking the blame for him, Zhang Beixing became less reserved and sat down with ease.

After the two sat down, Kang Lei took the initiative to start the conversation.

"Since you came to see me today, it must be because Lao Fan has already explained things to you."

"The purpose of selecting combined arms battalions is to better cope with the unpredictable future wars."

Master Kang spoke candidly: "The main training subjects are individual combat skills and multi-service joint operations. This is the first step and the most crucial step in the Ninth Brigade's sweeping reforms."

"To be honest, as you know, I am an outsider to the Ninth Brigade. This is the first time I have undertaken an important mission in the Ninth Brigade, so I really want to do it well."

After saying these heartfelt words, Kang Lei looked at Zhang Beixing and asked earnestly:
"You're better at training than I am, so I'd like to hear your opinion."

Zhang Beixing shook his head, neither humble nor arrogant: "I have no opinion, but I have one request."

"But it doesn't matter."

Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment: "Since I have been appointed as the instructor for the combined arms battalion selection, then all training subjects and requirements must be under my leadership and entirely determined by me."

After listening to Zhang Beixing's request, Kang Lei pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Sure, I can fulfill your request. But you must be realistic about your capabilities and not go too far."

Shouldn't we avoid going too far? (End of Chapter)