The reason why Long Zhan said this was because he suddenly understood that when he was wearing the bearded dragon scale guard camouflage, this camouflage that Li Bing was not qualified to wear until now, and it belonged to a soldier's special honor, like a stinger, which completely ignited the jealousy and anger in Li Bing's heart.

In the past eighteen years in prison, Long Zhan's understanding of human nature and psychology is far greater than that of ordinary peers, so when he connects a series of clues, all of this is clear to him.

When Li Bing heard Long Zhan's abuse, that kind of anger was even more incomprehensible, and the right foot that stepped on Long Zhan's chest was forced again, Long Zhan could clearly feel his ribs, under the squeeze of this powerful force, almost inch by inch, but he still glared at Li Bing fiercely, and continued to Mo Yun with a contemptuous smile that ordinary people could not understand:

"Uncle Mo, did you deliberately bring me here today just to use this camouflage on my body, this symbol representing the supreme honor of the Dragon Scale Guard, to sarcastically mock this coward who stepped on me?"

Mo Yun, who was in his pocket on the side, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Long Zhan's words, in fact, he knew very well that both Long Zhan and Li Bing were within the scope of his assessment today, but the current results, whether it was Li Bing or Long Zhan, did not meet the requirements in his heart.

"Li Bing, stop!"

Mo Yun finally spoke, his tone was filled with disappointment and helplessness, whether it was Long Zhan's arrogance or Li Bing's retribution, it had become the reason for their rejection.

When Li Bing's right foot was unwillingly removed from Long Zhan's chest, his eyes were like a blazing flame, as if he was about to completely burn the Dragon Zhan in front of him.

Because of Mo Yun's expression, he had already told Li Bing, and told this second lieutenant who had fought for three years to enter the Dragon Scale Guard, he failed, and the eighteen-year-old young man in front of him was not a person from the Dragon Scale Guard at all, and finally, he couldn't help but turn his head to Mo Yun and asked:

"Instructor, why? Why are you tempting me with an old camouflage? ”

Mo Yun didn't answer, just stepped forward and gently helped Long Zhan who was lying on the ground up, but the moment he bent down and stretched out his hand, Long Zhan suddenly pushed his hand away, and then used his almost weak limbs to slowly stand up with his trembling body!

"Haha...... Hahaha......"

Long Zhan just laughed, and he limped away as he shed his blood outside the barracks of the Dragon Scale Guard's reserves.

And his laughter was full of self-deprecation and sadness, laughing gloomily, laughing desolantly, laughing lonely, laughing like a madman.

He didn't understand, since Mo Yun promised the bearded man and promised himself that he would let himself enter the Dragon Scale Guard, but at least he should give himself a chance to be assessed, right? But Mo Yun let an officer-level person humiliate himself, and even used himself as a whetstone.

What else can you do besides laughing? Not to mention the Dragon Scale Guard, even the reserve of the Dragon Scale Guard didn't give him any chance to be assessed, Long Zhan didn't know why Mo Yun had suddenly changed, and he was no longer the Uncle Mo who admired himself and even wanted to train himself to become the second soldier king.

But what Long Zhan didn't know was that this was the assessment, when he was ready to enlist in the army, when he received the bearded semi-regular military training, when he dared to hang gasoline incendiary bombs all over his body for victory, his assessment had already begun.

At this moment, in the command room of Area A of the Dragon Scale Guard, there are sixty high-definition LCD screens, whether it is satellite images or ground monitoring, showing the expressions, movements, and even every pore of Long Zhan and Li Bing.

"General Staff, do you think this Li Bing still has a chance? He's been in the reserve for three years in a row, and if he can't transfer from the reserve to the Dragonscale Guard this time, then he'll have to kick back to his original unit! ”

In front of the LCD screen, a staff officer wearing the standard camouflage of the Dragon Scale Guard asked an old man with gorgeous hair beside him, and this old man was the head of the Dragon Scale Guard: She Zhenguo.

Although he is nearly fifty years old, the majestic momentum of his body, like the majestic momentum of the mountains, and the domineering aura like the waves of the sea, make the two staff officers around him, whether they speak or move, are extremely cautious, and they don't even dare to make any noise when they breathe.

And the shining stars on his shoulders made the veteran's whole body exude an invisible coercion, this coercion is the murderous aura left by the long-term struggle on the battlefield and the death line, making the entire command room as terrifying as hell, and this veteran She Zhenguo is undoubtedly the god of death who controls the entire hell.

I saw the corners of She Zhenguo's eyes trembling slightly, and his blazing eyes couldn't help but narrow, only to hear him say lightly:

"Look and see, look and see!"

At this moment, Long Zhan in the LCD screen, holding his head swollen like a pig's head, continued to limp towards the outside of the U-shaped valley, but when he was halfway through, Long Zhan suddenly paused, turned his head and said to Li Bing:

"You can stay in this reserve with such a cowardly waste, why can't an elite like Lao Tzu?"

After Long Zhan finished speaking, he continued to laugh to himself, he turned around again, and strode towards Li Bing with his unstrained legs.

Suddenly, Long Zhan's eyes burst out with a terrifying fierce light, and the scars and blood stains on his face, like a living blood dragon, began to become hideous in an instant, as if this eighteen-year-old child was suddenly possessed by a killing god.

"You...... What do you want? ”

Li Bing looked at Long Zhan's suddenly changed gaze, he subconsciously took a small half step back, and his hands and feet were also at this moment, as if he was infected by the murderous momentum of the dragon warrior's body, and he was instantly cold, and even his scalp was a little numb.

He could clearly feel an unprecedented fear, this fear, like a living being, facing death in an instant, forced his body to involuntarily operate the protective mechanism, judging himself to stay away from the other party and retreat away from a safe distance.

"Hehe, this dragon battle is a bit interesting, it actually makes a horizontal man like Li Bing feel frightened, it's a little interesting!"

At this time, She Zhenguo, who was in front of the LCD screen, looked at the sudden changes in Long Zhan, and he was actually interested in this young man who was beaten.

Because She Zhenguo could clearly see the ferocity emanating from Long Zhan's eyes, to be precise, it was vicious, like an evil dragon that was about to explode.

If a soldier's combat effectiveness and killing skills are high, but he does not have the ferocity that belongs to a soldier alone, then no matter how powerful he is, he is always just a kitchen knife, and what the Dragon Scale Guard wants is a vicious sharp knife that can penetrate the enemy's heart.

Poor ability, can practice, poor talent, can make up for clumsiness, but a soldier's mind is innate, so when She Zhenguo expressed his appreciation for Long Zhan, the two staff officers next to him already knew that Li Bing's days in the Dragon Scale Guard Reserve were over.