Chapter 36 Chapter 4 Get rid of this bastard

Professionals have a fatal weakness. Once they encounter a time when they can give full play to their professional abilities, they will be unable to hold back, eager to try, with itchy palms and twitching index fingers. Xiong Bingkun is a professional revolutionist, and he is very excited when he hears about the revolution.Wu Zhaolin is a professional military strategist, and his whole body trembles with excitement when he hears about the war. When Xiong Bingkun was full of enthusiasm, running around, contacting all directions, and throwing himself into the passion of revolution, Wu Zhaolin was squatting at the small desk, holding military monographs and thinking hard.In the New Army of the Eighth Town, everyone knew that Wu Zhaolin had strong military ability, and everyone respected him.But how strong his military ability is and how strong it is is not only unclear to others, even Wu Zhaolin has no idea.

In fact, Wu Zhaolin possessed unique skills in vain, but he was not recognized in the new army of the Eighth Town—look at his humble official rank, he is just a small team officer.What he learned was the skill of slaying dragons, but he had nothing to do with himself, but he couldn't find a place to use it in the peaceful time. In fact, what made Wu Zhaolin angry the most was controlling Zhang Biao.He and Zhang Biao just constituted the two extremes of the New Army of the Eighth Town—he was extremely capable but had a very small official position, while Zhang Biao was extremely capable but had the highest official position.Such a stark comparison, if Wu Zhaolin didn't have the slightest feeling in his heart, then unless he was a wooden man.

Wu Zhaolin may not have much feeling for revolution, but his feeling for controlling Zhang Biao must be very strong.This should be beyond doubt. But this strong feeling is just an unspeakable humiliation. He has always been a disappointment, it is obvious to all, and everyone knows his military ability. Except for his teacher Li Yuanhong, he does not think of anyone else, but his official position is so small that he can't even touch Zhang Biao's boots. It's so unfair. However, this Qing Empire is such a fucking look.The talented and capable were humiliated and suppressed, while the incompetent were on top of the blue sky. Not to mention that he was just a small team officer, even his teacher Li Yuanhong could only swallow his anger in front of Zhang Biao.

Get rid of that bastard Zhang Biao! Dreaming back at midnight, Wu Zhaolin must have yelled like this again and again in his heart. But the yelling can only be suppressed in the heart, the more suppressed this kind of anger, the stronger it is, and finally it is so strong that it is out of control. It was so strong that he was not a member of the revolutionaries, but he claimed to come to speculate on the revolution and usurp the achievements of the revolution. He wants Zhang Biao, who is in charge, to see who is the real military expert, I, Wu Zhaolin, or you, Zhang Biao. Get rid of Zhang Biao!

Grandma, Zhang Biao must be killed. Standing on the Chu Watchtower, looking down at the city of Wuchang. Wu Zhaolin's heart sank instantly. He discovered a terrible fact. In fact, he might not be able to kill Zhang Biao, but let Zhang Biao kill him instead. Not only him, but all the revolutionaries who rose up tonight will be killed by Zhang Biao.