77: Chapter 77: Giving Zhang Qi a hard time

Captain Zhang Qi had long seen that Yang Han was not an easy person to deal with; he even seemed indifferent to the orders of Old Gao, the instructor.

He simply couldn't be suppressed.

It was easy to imagine that Yang Han was a very difficult fellow to handle.

At the same time, Yang Han's identity was also very strange; he didn't seem to be an instructor, yet he wasn't a recruit either, but he could make over a hundred recruits obey his every command.

Captain Zhang Qi knew that this Yang Han must be a troublemaker, the very difficult kind, so during this simple handshake, Captain Zhang Qi decided to test him slightly.

He suddenly increased his strength to half-power; it could be said that few people could withstand it.

Meanwhile, Yang Han smiled faintly in his heart: "This kid, testing me?"

"I have to say, you are very brave."

Then his right hand suddenly exerted force. He possessed Level 7 strength, a terrifying physical power of a full seven hundred jin; few people in the entire human world could be compared to him. This Captain Zhang Qi was simply seeking his own death.

Crack.

At that moment, Captain Zhang Qi's expression suddenly changed. He felt something, as if a hydraulic iron clamp was fiercely gripping his right hand.

"Holy shit!"

Captain Zhang Qi was shocked in his heart and also continuously exerted strength, but he found that in Yang Han's hand, he was like a tiny little chick, completely without the ability to resist.

"How can he be so strong?"

"Is this his strength?"

Captain Zhang Qi was horrified in his heart, but his face showed a look of pain.

Seeing this, Old Gao's eyebrows twitched; the smell of gunpowder between these two was very strong.

Just then, the members of the Pot-head Squad behind Captain Zhang Qi realized something was wrong. Immediately, the strongman of the Pot-head Squad—Ma Dangxian—

Stepped forward at once. His eyes were like lightning, and his arms were thick and powerful. He immediately reached out to pull Captain Zhang Qi and Yang Han apart.

Snap.

The two separated, and Yang Han said with a beaming smile, "It's barely okay, I guess. Since you're Airborne Corps, just honestly come and teach parachuting; don't think about other messy things."

Hearing this, not only Captain Zhang Qi, but Pan Ye, Ma Dangxian, and the others all had slightly grim expressions.

Old Gao and the others' eyes flickered, but they didn't speak immediately. Because ever since the Pot-head Squad arrived, that faint, subtle sense of arrogance had been displayed on the surface, and Old Gao and the others had felt it very clearly.

Although it was a bit annoying, they did have real skills and had come to provide guidance after all.

Even if Old Gao and the others were unhappy, it wasn't easy for them to say anything directly.

Unexpectedly, this Yang Han was tough as nails and immediately gave the entire Pot-head Squad a show of strength at the very beginning.

Truly a troublemaker!

This troublemaker didn't pick his targets; towards anyone, he had an 'I'm second only to God' attitude. Captain Zhang Qi had only made a move to test him and was directly beaten back to his original state, looking completely pathetic!

This scene was, of course, seen by many recruits competing for the Special Forces, and whispers immediately broke out.

"What are these newcomers doing, provoking Yang Han??"

"Damn, that's too bold. Who is Yang Han? He's someone they can provoke? I feel like even the strongest Special Forces soldier isn't as good as Yang Han."

"Hehe, wearing the Airborne Corps uniform and acting so arrogant."

Many people turned their noses up at Captain Zhang Qi's behavior, thinking he was too stupid.

One person in the crowd had a complex expression, looking at Captain Zhang Qi with a very strange gaze; it was none other than Song Kaifei.

"The former king of pilots has now joined the Airborne Corps. However, in terms of flying fighter jets and parachuting, he definitely surpasses Yang Han. As for other aspects, forget it; he'll only be crushed."

Song Kaifei was a pilot, so he naturally knew Captain Zhang Qi's great fame. The champion of every Golden Flying Eagle Competition was someone every pilot had to be familiar with.

"Wolf Fang, truly worthy of being Wolf Fang, known as the strongest blade of the Southeast Military Region. The soldiers inside also seem to be very strong."

Captain Zhang Qi shook his hand that had been squeezed painfully, his gaze slightly cold.

Beside him, Ma Dangxian stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I can see that you have quite a bit of strength, buddy."

"That's for sure; handling all of you wouldn't be a problem," Yang Han said casually.

As soon as he finished speaking!

The expressions of all the Pot-head members changed slightly. So arrogant, to openly say he could handle all of them?

Doesn't that mean he doesn't take anyone in their Pot-head Squad seriously?

emotion points +10+10+10...

Ma Dangxian sneered, "Coincidentally, I think my strength is also pretty good, just enough to handle you!"

"If possible, let's pull up a stool and hold an arm-wrestling match here, how about it?"

Ma Dangxian rolled up his sleeves, and his forearms were terrifyingly thick, looking to be about 40 centimeters in circumference! Veins climbed over them one by one like green snakes.

Anyone who saw these terrifying forearms would definitely believe he was very strong at arm-wrestling.

Indeed, in the 8th Airborne Corps, Ma Dangxian was invincible at arm-wrestling.

"Are you serious?"

Yang Han said lazily, "I'm afraid if you lose, it won't look good for you then."

Ma Dangxian's face hardened, and veins seemed to be popping on his forehead. This kid's words were too infuriating, arrogant to the extreme; he really wanted to smash a fist into his face!

"Of course not," Ma Dangxian said coldly. "Because it's impossible for me to lose!"

Old Gao spoke up at this time, "Yang Han, is there a need to make things so tense?"

"Instructor, look at what you're saying; we're just having a friendly competition."

"Didn't Commander Gao Shiwei say to strengthen all kinds of exchanges between different units? We are exchanging right now."

Yang Han chuckled, "I will let everyone from the Pot-head Squad understand what it means for there to be always someone better out there."

Arrogant!

Too arrogant! Every word and every expression of Yang Han's exuded an 'I am the strongest, I am invincible' aura, which made the Pot-head Squad's Captain Zhang Qi and Pan Ye unable to stand it, wanting to punch him directly.

"Stop the nonsense, let's compete immediately!" Ma Dangxian shouted.

He couldn't wait any longer and couldn't help wanting to slam Yang Han's wrist fiercely onto the ground to declare their victory.

When it came to arm-wrestling, when had he ever feared anyone, or when had he ever lost to anyone?

"Yang Han is going to arm-wrestle them?"

"Hiss, look at that guy's arms, they're so thick; he must be very strong at arm-wrestling."

"If it's Combat, Yang Han could definitely fight a hundred of them, but arm-wrestling might not be so certain..."

Many recruits began to wonder, feeling slightly worried for Yang Han.

Because in arm-wrestling, technique accounts for a large part, and it also depends on the strength of the forearms and biceps.

Someone like Ma Dangxian clearly practiced frequently; he was likely a king at arm-wrestling.

In the crowd, He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

Did they think Yang Han's strength was only in Combat?

No, Yang Han's physical strength was also terrifying to the extreme!

He Chenguang and the others recalled the fear of being dominated by Yang Han's terrifying strength back then...

Soon, a 40cm high stool was brought over.