Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 194, the winner is king! (two more)

General Lu kindly took someone to the other side to leave a place for the two to talk, and Xu Shaoming was also pulled away by the angry Zhou Yan.

Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng curiously, "Didn't Xu Shaoming say you're busy? Why do you still have time to come here?"

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "I just came here for a while, and I can't finish things today, so don't worry."

Leng Sa nodded and said contentedly, "Today is really good, but unfortunately my health is still not very good. If it weren't for Yongcheng to be busy, I really want to stay here."

Fu Fengcheng said: "You can go to a brigade to see it later."

Leng Sa stared at him with bright eyes, "Really?"

"Naturally." Fu Fengcheng beckoned to Leng Sa and motioned her to come closer, Leng Sa looked suspiciously at him or moved closer to him, and squatted down half-heartedly.

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to caress her cheek, and gently wiped her face with his fingers.

"There is ashes on my face." Fu Fengcheng said.

If she was usually cold, she would have jumped up to wash her face, but at the moment she was in a good mood and didn't care at all.

After spending an afternoon in the forest, where can I not get some dust and stains?

"You participated in the exercise before, what was the highest record of killing enemies in the jungle?" Leng Sa asked curiously.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Exercise 129, actual combat 54...probably."

Leng Sa was a little depressed, "I'm twenty-seven." It's a little bit worse, but there's no way she's entering the venue too late today. In her previous life, her highest record was 82, and her actual combat record was 26.

It's not that Leng Sa is really so much worse than Fu Fengcheng, but that although the Fox Den in the previous life was an action group, it was not a special force, nor a field army. Whether it was a large-scale exercise or a large army actual combat, there were very few opportunities. few.

Especially in actual combat, where does a large-scale war come from when the world is peaceful?

The only time this record was broken was when he assisted in peacekeeping while on a mission abroad.

Most of the normal tasks are fixed-point clearing, long-range sniping or something. If the intensity is really high, you have to ask for military support.

After all, only five of them in a group are good at skirmishes themselves. I have to deduct the white fox who can't fight very much and the blue fox who can occasionally fight and occasionally can't. I can't expect a few of them to fight against hundreds of people, right?

"Very powerful." Fu Fengcheng said.

Young Master Fu is sincere. Leng Sa and Xu Shaoming entered the arena halfway, and the ones who stayed behind were all elites. It can be said that they can still have such a record in this way.

Leng Sa was also very satisfied. She tilted her head slightly and said with a smile, "The first time I didn't feel good enough, I will be better in the future." The firelight not far away reflected on her cheek, and a pair of smiling eyes looked at her. Fu Fengcheng's eyes were shining brightly.

"..." Zhou Yan, who pretended to be passing by next to "..." heard this and almost twitched his feet.

Actually...it's not necessary, the young lady is already very powerful.

Leng Sa clapped her hands and got up and went to the river to wash her face. Now it's the midsummer river valley where most of the water has dried up, exposing the wide river beach.

Fu Fengcheng sat in a wheelchair and watched her squatting by the river to wash her face seriously, a faint smile appeared on her stern face.

Leng Sa took a handful of cool river water and suddenly noticed a gaze fixed on him.

Actually, there are quite a few eyes staring at her, all of them with a bit of curiosity, exploration and shock, and of course there are also some angry and unwilling.

But this look is extraordinarily different. Leng Sa slightly raised his eyebrows and turned his head to see Fu Yucheng in the crowd.

Even if it was getting dark, Fu Yucheng was easily recognized among the soldiers at a glance.

Not because he's exceptional, but because he feels so out of place that it's hard not to notice him.

Obviously, Fu Yucheng didn't integrate well in the 11th Battalion.

Fu Yucheng didn't expect Leng Sa to notice his gaze, so he was stunned for a while when he looked at her, and then he lowered his head uncomfortably and stopped looking at her.

Leng Sa didn't care, she chuckled and turned her head to continue washing her face.

By the time Leng Sa washed his face and walked back to Fu Fengcheng, Mao Chunsheng had trotted over to invite the two of them over to eat.

There are several huge fires burning throughout the river valley. The high-level generals occupy one, and the rest are the soldiers of the Eleventh Battalion.

General Lu watched the two of them come over and smiled, "Young Master, Young Madam, come and see how our nine brigade cooks are skilled?"

There is no need to be too particular about the outside. There is a variety of food on a marching table beside the fire.

The roasted whole lamb by the fire was sizzling with oil and fragrant.

Leng Sa is indeed a little hungry. At noon, they are eating dry food. Although they grabbed some dry food in the afternoon, Leng Sa is excited and has no time to eat. Naturally, he will not be polite when he sees the food.

Several generals saw her unrestrained gulps of meat, and they all started.

Some people gave Fu Fengcheng a thumbs up when Leng Sa turned around and didn't see it: Young Madam is so cool!

Once everyone had eaten the fragrant meat, the atmosphere gradually picked up.

Listening to the soldiers beside them laughing loudly, the generals here are a little more relaxed.

Mao Chunsheng sat in Zhou Yan hesitantly turned his head to look at the other side, Zhou Yan asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Mao Chunsheng lowered his voice: "Old Zhou, do I have to call the Fourth Young Master over?"

After all, he's the young master of the Fu family, so it doesn't seem like a good idea to sit with a group of soldiers.

Mao Chunsheng is a civilian after all, so it is inevitable to think more. Zhou Yan no longer had this concern, he waved his hand and said, "No need, or I would have spoken a long time ago."

Mao Chunsheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes at him. How could the first young master and the fourth young master have such an awkward relationship? Besides, maybe they forgot about it?

Zhou Yan said: "You scholars just think too much. What do you think of the soldiers when you call him here? I don't know how to get along with him when I look back." Is he a colleague or a young master? ?

Mao Chunsheng looked at Fu Fengcheng, who was talking to General Lu over there, and nodded, "You are right."

"Young Madam's marksmanship is good, right?" General Lu and Fu Fengcheng didn't speak coldly, but smiled and said to Leng Sa, "I just saw Zhou Yan's record, but it surprised us. I really didn't expect it. , the young lady is a woman who doesn't allow her to go out to a famous family, so I'll give my lady a toast!"

The army is not allowed to drink alcohol except on holidays. Although the rules of senior generals are not so strict, they still have to lead by example in front of everyone in the Eleventh Battalion.

So they were actually drinking sour plum soup that was bought from the town to relieve heat and fatigue.

Leng Sa also raised the cup with a smile, "I respect General Lu, please."

General Lu laughed loudly and drank it happily, "General Yao said that the young lady was very generous, and she really lived up to her reputation. It's a pity that Lu has official business on the day of the wedding of the young master and the young lady. Let's have a drink with Mrs. Young."

Leng Sa glanced at Fu Fengcheng with a smile and said, "There will be opportunities in the future. We will definitely invite General Lu to drink more drinks."

"You are very lucky." General Lu praised Fu Fengcheng with a thumbs up.

Fu Fengcheng had a gentle face, and nodded slightly after seeing Leng Sa, "General Lu is right."

Seeing this, General Lu is also a little surprised. He has also learned what kind of temper this young man has. It seems that his relationship with the young lady is indeed quite good, otherwise it would not be the case.

Other generals had no scruples when they saw that Leng Sa and General Lu had a pleasant chat, so they also started talking.

After all, young and old are notorious for not opening their mouths without speaking. If there is nothing serious about sitting with him, there will only be embarrassment and loneliness.

Now there is a young lady. The young lady is still a master. She can talk and talk about topics. It's really good.

It's best if the young master will bring his wife to all such occasions in the future, so they don't have to worry about what to do if they can't talk to the young master.

Everyone was chatting, when Zhou Yan suddenly stood up and walked towards this side, "Brigade, young master, young lady."

General Lu looked at Zhou Yan with a smile, "Xiao Zhou, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yan said: "Isn't it true that many brothers in the camp have heard about the greatness of the first young lady, and regretted not being able to learn it? The brothers are planning to play a trick to add to the fun. I wonder if the first young lady is interested. ?"

General Lu raised his eyebrows, "I don't believe it's just that, tell the truth."

Zhou Yan sighed, "Our battalion said...if the elite marksmanship of the 11th battalion can't match even a girl, we will kill us when we go back."

A general next to him couldn't help laughing, "I heard that Xiao Jiang is not sick? Why are you still worrying about these things?"

"..." Zhou Yan was speechless. Although they hadn't returned, the news that the eleventh camp had been killed by a woman in the afternoon training had already floated back to the entire Mushan camp as if it had grown wings. It is conceivable that the entire 11th Battalion will become a joke for the 9th Brigade tomorrow morning.

And their battalion, who was still sick in bed, was shocked to hear the bad news, and was really dying from the illness and sat up in shock... If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't get out, they would have been killed.

Leng Sa sat on the side and couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, a little embarrassed.

She hurts the entire 11th battalion for a while, which is really a bit...

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, reached out and patted the back of her hand as if to comfort her, "On the battlefield, the winner is the king, don't think too much."

If the Eleventh Battalion loses, they lose. Even if they are unlucky, those who are unlucky on the battlefield will die.

Although Leng Sa is still a little guilty, after all, she is indeed taking advantage of others. But he didn't feel the slightest bit of weakness on the face, "I understand, friendship comes second, competition comes first."

"How? Do you want to play with the young lady?" General Lu asked Leng Sa with a smile.

Leng Sa talked to Fu Fengcheng but did not miss Zhou Yan's words over there. He looked up at Fu Fengcheng, Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly to indicate that she was free.

"No problem, the brothers from the Eleventh Battalion have this Yaxing, and they should accompany them."

Zhou Yan felt even happier when she saw her promise, and was eager to try.

In the afternoon, he heard that this young lady's marksmanship is amazing, but he is also a sharpshooter himself. How can he not be excited when he encounters a master?

It would be best if they could regain a city.

Watching Zhou Yan turn around to prepare, Leng Sa turned his head to look at Fu Fengcheng and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to be merciful?" After all, it is someone else's territory.

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her, "Zhou Yan is one of the best sharpshooters in the Nine Brigades."

"Understood!" Leng Sa nodded.

Two words, cut him!