(ps: The power outage in my hometown is again. The raccoon in the Internet cafe said he was helpless. OK, let me send a chapter first. Next chapter, yes, I can only do my best!)

"Haha, we are so lucky. We can actually encounter a duel. When we go back, we will definitely get some wine and drink..."

"And it's Boss Tang En and Captain Mixiu! Tsk tsk, it's a bit unsatisfied. If you have a fighting spirit, a storm, or something, it's even more satisfying..."

"It's still overturning, and the sky-level warriors can't do it... And you guys don't drag us around if you want to die. If that's the case, wouldn't we be the first to die?"

“Haha, that’s…”

A large group of soldiers laughed and entered from the west side of the camp, and then headed towards the gathering place of the army.

The maze battle just now was a test similar to summarizing the quality of the surname in the gray space training stage. As losers, they naturally have to return to their respective troops. It is certainly difficult to be eliminated, but after watching the wonderful duel, they still feel good.

"But... Well, who did you think he won just now?"

"Is this a question? Of course it's Boss Tang En!"

"Uh, I know Captain Mishe was brought out by Boss Tang En. But the game just now...it's hard to say. Captain Mishe has been attacking wildly, and Boss Tang En is much more passive..."

"What does passive mean? Didn't you hear Instructor Luke say it? That's because Boss Tang En didn't do his best."

"That's right, Captain Mixiu said it in the end, he saw it... And think about it, Captain Mixiu has attacked for so long, has he ever seen Boss Tang En counterattack? What's more important is that he has never left the place at all!"

"Uh, you said that... it seems that's true..."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the soldiers stopped and looked at each other, all with a little scared expression.

Originally, they had basically no contact with Tang En. In their minds, they were a legendary person. But Mishe was different. The training in the previous stage allowed them to fully experience the terrifying skills of Captain Gray Space.

Of course, they had a comparison in their minds, and they all believed that as the boss, Tang En should be higher than Mishe. However, there is no big number of numbers for the specific height. Basically, they are probably higher, but the gap should not be too big. But now that I have seen the actual battle, I have to remind myself to think about the situation at that time, and I was speechless.

The crazy attack of Captain Mishe was not moved on the spot, and this... the legend is indeed a legend!

After a while, a soldier came to his senses and shook his head mockingly: "Forget it, don't think about it anymore. That's not the level we can reach. And we have all been eliminated... Well, but seeing this duel is already a profit, right?"

"Yes, that's the reason. You can't be too greedy in life. With the skills we trained this month, you may not be able to get a team leader when you go back. Haha, that's enough!"

After the two of them said this, the atmosphere suddenly eased and the excitement was restored.

The recruitment of people in the gray space is not something that comes without any rejection. Their ability to participate in training means that they have some potential. Although they are eliminated now, they are not as good as the best and have more than the bottom, right? As the person said before, relying on the training results, it is also a good result to get a job and gain a little more military salary.

Just as the soldiers returned to the barracks lively, a voice came.

"Haha, what are you talking about? I'm so happy?"

"Uh... Hello, sir!" "Hello, Deputy Commander Borg!"

With the continuous names, the soldiers smiled and stood straight, and gave a standard military salute.

In front of them, there was a Borg who looked quite heroic and handsome in military uniform. Unlike the military seal of the tactical department that had been hung on the cuffs, it has now become the symbol of the deputy regiment commander.

Borg glanced at several of the soldiers who called out his military rank and hesitated for a moment: "You... are from the First Army?"

"Yes, Deputy Commander, we are second-class privateers of the Swordsman Brigade of the Third Regiment." The soldiers did not dare to neglect and reported loudly.

"Oh." Borg nodded suddenly, then asked casually: "By the way, what are you talking about just now."

Several soldiers looked at each other, all hesitant. They didn't know the relationship between Borg and Don't, but they knew that Don't once crushed one of Borg's uncle Bolai in front of the tactical department, and finally "forced" Bolai to commit suicide.

These people hesitated, but the soldiers who were unaware of the matter said what had happened before.

"Tang En..." murmured, Borg looked at the soldiers with both hands on his back, his face calm, but there was no sign of anger. He nodded and waved his hand to let them leave.

After the group of soldiers entered the barracks, Borg closed his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly let go of his left fist left behind, shook his head, and walked towards the east.

...

This is not Shuguang City, and the roads are naturally full of soldiers. Except for those who are patrolling and other military affairs, the rest of the soldiers came to Borg in between, saluting and greeting the army. However, Borg seemed to be a little confused and seemed to have not seen each other and walked past directly.

Tang En… murmured again in his heart, Borg frowned, his complex expression, resentment, depression, bitterness, etc. flashed one by one.

As a former nobleman, Borg had a sense of arrogance. Even if he fell into the gray-clothed army, this arrogance did not disappear, and even grew even more due to the gap between his companions around him.

In fact, he also has the capital of arrogance. He is a dazzling existence, whether in the previous aristocratic circle or among the descendants of the ministers of the Gray-Clothed Army. He joined the first day of the junior high school, and he acted as a commander in a team of hundreds of people with his outstanding tactical skills, and won several small-scale battles. Later, he became the old Marshal of Oumeng, and was even more enterprising, and was praised repeatedly, and several tactics were adopted. Finally, he was now placed in the combat force to receive the position of deputy regiment commander.

The position of deputy regiment commander is naturally not low, not to mention that it is still in the army. However, even so, everyone knows that the future of such a person who lets go directly from Oumeng is definitely not the only one. It can be said that Borg's great future is slowly unfolding.

But when I think of Tang En...

Strength? Needless to say, Borg himself gave up and was definitely not comparable to Joshia? Well, it seems that the other party’s chances are a little bigger than him. Deputy Group Commander... The Gray Space is a group-level organization, and Tang En is naturally the group leader. This is a big shot!

I wiped... Even though Borg had already become a bit majestic and concise after constantly experiencing the battlefield, he still couldn't help but vomited blood... nothing can be compared to it, so he wouldn't play like this!

"Borg."

Hold on, Borg, hold on... This is only temporary. The military rank will be suppressed, Joshia will be yours, and Don Eun... will be humiliated and killed by you!

"Borg, Borg...uh?"

The raised tone finally pulled Borg out of his world, looking up, his face twisted, and his eyes were blank. This murderous look made the person who was greeting him slightly stunned, and he was about to come over and pause in the air with his arm.

"Oh, Uncle San..." After coming back to his senses, Borg realized that the person in front of him was the third uncle who had just returned, namely Enoke, and quickly took a step back and bowed slightly.

"Well, Borg, long time no see." After a pause, Enoch put away his astonishment expression, took the opportunity to put on Borg's shoulder, and smiled, "Haha, I've heard of it. It's amazing. We have both become deputy commanders... Well, my elder brother and I are old, and the future of the family depends on you."

"Uncle San is so serious, Borg has only achieved a little bit of success, and he is really incomparable to you."

"I'm not Yan Chong..." As if I remembered something, Enoke's expression was a little desolate, then he disappeared and said, "By the way, you just now, huh, are you okay?"

"Oh, I remembered something unhappy. But it's okay, I can handle it." Shaking his head, Borg showed a confident look.

"That's good. Let's go, I'm just back and I'm going to see my elder brother, you can go with me."

Borg was a little stunned. Only then did he realize that he was already in front of his father Bosco's tent, and then he was pulled by Enoke and lifted the curtain into it.

"Come on... Well, Borg?" The layout of the tent was very simple. Bosco was sitting at the table, holding a simple pottery bowl to drink tea. When he saw Borg behind Enoke, he raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised.

"Father." Borg bowed respectfully and saluted.

Enoch called out to Big Brother, then pulled Borg to sit down on both sides, and explained: "I just met Borg outside and brought him over. Big Brother, Borg has grown up and can completely block his side. I think there are some things that I don't need to avoid him anymore."

Bosco put down the pottery bowl and looked at Bog who was pouring tea. His eyelids drooped and he didn't say anything, so he naturally agreed.

A thick wooden table, three bowls of tea. Although there is nothing good to taste in this tea, the three of them are all nobles. Some etiquette habits such as not speaking before tasting tea are deeply rooted in the bone marrow, so the tent is quiet.

Taking a sip of tea, Enoch smacked his lips twice and said, "Brother, my intelligence rights in the secret agency have basically been emptied."

"Yeah?" Even though Bosco was so cunning, he was shocked by Enoke's first sentence. His expression changed and he raised his eyes and frowned, "What's going on?"

Borg was quite calm, mainly because he didn't react at the first time, and then he slowly remembered that Uncle San intervened in the secret agency in order to obtain the intelligence rights of the secret agency for the family.

Shaking his head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Enoch's mouth: "Simply put, it is because of the bounty hunter that Tang En went to Shanxi City, Eun, the headquarters of the secret agency. Then the intelligence power I had planned was taken back by Joshia."

"It's Tang En again?" exclaimed. Borg couldn't calm down. His body shook and tea spilled out, almost overturning the table.
Chapter completed!