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Chapter 482 Chapter 482

By the time Long Xiaoqi and Han Hu rolled over, the group battle had ended.? Yang Huo and the seven men fell down because they were too few and too few, and were targeted, and were attacked by at least four teams. Because they were relatively strong, and the Chinese special forces had always been very strong, they had to pull out China first.

After the melee, several teams stared at Long Xiaoqi and the others rolling over, making people feel distressed.

"Don't care about our business!" The two bastards said in unison: "We are Lei Feng!"

Lei Feng? Who is Lei Feng?

"Hahaha... I don't need to do this. We won't compete for rankings with you. Really, we... look, England and the United States are starting to rush forward!" Long Xiaoqi pointed at the teams that charged forward.

In an instant, several teams eyeing them dropped them, turned their heads and rushed towards the finish line, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. Now, there is basically no big difference in rankings, and the first place must have appeared among Russia, America, and England.

"Long Xiaoqi!!!" Yang Huo, with a bloody face, roared angrily: "What did you tm do when you came here? Are you still a mid-sized person? I want..."

"I want you uncle!" Long Xiaoqi interrupted Yang Huo directly and curled his lips, "Captain Yang, if this was in China, I would have beaten you all over the ground. It is because I know the overall situation that I don't know the same knowledge as you. You were very upset with me from the beginning, right? From the beginning, you didn't speak to me, right? Tell you, this is all for the sake of the motherland and for the sake of national honor. I know the general, and I hope you should not mess with me to the general!"

"Yes, my brother-in-law and I are quite familiar with the general situation. Our overall view is not comparable to that of you!" Han Hu followed Long Xiaoqi's words.

"Bad! If you know the general, then rush for me and get first!" Yang Huo stood up swayingly, wiped the blood from his face hard, and shouted at the two of them: "Didn't you say you want to get first? Then go get it!!!"

Long Xiaoqi scratched his head. When Han Hu saw it, he also scratched his head.

"Brother-in-law, let's continue to help others, right? Otherwise, I really won't get the last one." Han Hu looked worried.

There were so many people lying on the ground, and some of them couldn't run. This last challenge was too difficult for them.

"First? Is first one important?" Long Xiaoqi shook his head and smiled, and said to Yang Huo: "Getting first does not mean winning glory for the motherland and honor. We are soldiers, not athletes, and we have to compete for the first place in this kind of competition. Is there a good use for soldiers? What do soldiers do? They are the most violent machines representing the interests of the country and the people. We want to kill people, not to compete for the first place here. Do you think first one is very important? I really want it?"

"Yes! It's very important. I want it. We represent the country to participate in the competition. Those who run for the first place!" Yang Huo's facial muscles twitched and shouted at Long Xiaoqi: "The soldier who doesn't want to win the first place is never a good soldier. We can't lose. This is military power, this is national power!"

If you go abroad, you have to get first place. Chinese soldiers have a strong sense of honor that others can imagine. No matter where they are, they will fight and grab, even if they are very low-key. Because this is an innate Chinese spirit and a national spirit inherited from the dragon blood.

"It's not that important. In fact, the first one has no meaning at all." Long Xiaoqi shook his head and said, "It's very simple to get this first. I just need one sentence to get the first."

"Aren't you afraid of shivering? Hahaha... your tone is greater than your athlete's foot. If you have the ability, you will get the first place in one word? Bah!" Yang Huo smiled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and pointed at Long Xiaoqi and said, "I hate you the most self-righteous soldier. I really don't know what you are doing in the army. You don't have the qualifications to become a professional soldier at all. You are too far away..."

Long Xiaoqi looked at Yang Hu and Han Hu, but he couldn't understand. It's really that important to get the first place? Just such a ragged military sports competition, you will have face if you get the first place? This kind of face is useless, it's better to kill a few more enemies. America has never won the first place in such a competition, but their military strength is the best in the world!

"Soldiers are not showing off, alas..." Long Xiaoqi sighed and nodded at Yang Huo and said, "Do you want first? OK, then take first..."

Long Xiaoqi was a little sad, but he knew that everyone's way of thinking was different, although he was very resistant to military sports competition. Military is military, and there is no saying of competition.

"Listen!" Han Hu shouted at the front: "My brother-in-law wants to get first!!!"

The roar came from afar, echoing clearly in the polar bear's ears, the little gentleman's ears, Hemingway's ears, and the wild boy's ears... When they heard this sound, they let out a heavy breath, with an extremely distinct attitude.

First? Hunting here, who dares to win first? First is hunting. Only when hunting doesn't want them, they will snatch first. But now that hunting is going to be the first, everyone has to stand aside, even if they are almost at the finish line.

Almost at the same time, teams from more than ten countries stopped at one hundred meters away from the finish line and waited silently.

"What are they waiting for? The finish line is coming soon. It should be the end of your life!"

"It's so weird. What are they waiting for?"

“…”

In the organizer's hall, everyone looked puzzled, not sure why these strongest teams stopped. Could it be that they won't compete for the first place?

"Run!" A team glanced at the dozens of teams that stopped and immediately chose to charge towards the finish line.

Unfortunately, they were defeated by more than a dozen teams before they could rush up. This is rare and strange, so that after other teams arrived here, they began to become cautious and wait with them. If they couldn't rush through, more than a dozen powerful teams would definitely fight back.

With ten minutes left before the last time, Long Xiaoqi walked over slowly and slowly walked towards the finish line under everyone's gaze: one hundred meters, seventy meters, fifty meters, thirty meters, ten meters...

He reached the finish line, lit a cigarette in the shock of the referee at the finish line, waved his hand to signal that he would win the first place on behalf of the Chinese team.

"This, this, this... is so amazing!" General Poole, the organizer, looked shocked.

Not only him, everyone was shocked and could not believe their eyes at all: the first place was the Chinese contestant who had been sleeping since the beginning.

Yang Huoqi and the seventh men were even more shocked and their eyes fell off. This Long Xiaoqi really needed only one sentence to win the first place?! Impossible, impossible, but...this is the fact!

All teams began to compete for the succession rankings of second place, third place, etc. When everything was settled, the organizer had to announce that the final first place in the individual raid project was the Chinese team.

"You, you, you..." Yang Huo stared at Long Xiaoqi, not knowing what to say at all.

"What you fight for and stolen is not as good as what others have sent." Long Xiaoqi patted Yang Huo on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Captain Yang, is the first one meaningful? No, it has no meaning at all, strength is the only one. If a soldier does not compete for the first place, a soldier only needs to kill the enemy."
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