"Hu Yong! There's no way we can keep running like this! Marksmanship is not our strong point, why not..."
After Liao Yong's words, Hu Yong immediately understood what he was thinking. The strong man laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Okay! It only feels good when you punch to the flesh. I like this barbaric mode better!"
Hu Yong and Liao Yong stopped and ran away, one on the left and the other on the right...
"They ran away separately, let's chase them separately!~" No. 3 shouted, and the eight soldiers in front chased after them.
Hu Yong looked back and saw four people! He stood on the spot and rushed towards each other fiercely: "Grandsons! Let you have a taste of grandpa's iron fist!~"
Phew!~ Before the first person could react, Hu Yong punched him in the face. The guy flew sideways. The other three people also came over with punches and kicks. Hu Yong grabbed one person's wrist.
, kicked hard on the opponent's armpit, which was a soft spot. After being kicked hard, the blue soldier's body shook.
The feet of the other two people had already kicked Hu Yong. Hu Yong groaned and endured the pain. He pulled the guy in front of him, held his head with both hands, and pressed down.
At the same time, he raised his legs and fired a big shot.
"I cao!~"
Bang...bloody teeth splashed out along with the saliva. The guy's head tilted back and he fell heavily to the ground.
The other two men each punched Hu Yong on the back of the head. Hu Yong suddenly felt his brain was confused. He shook his head to try to wake himself up. Hu Yong suddenly threw a blue soldier to the ground and faced him.
He punched this guy hard and hit him in the face.
The man behind looked around and found a stone. He immediately ran over and picked up the stone...
Hu Yong pulled off this guy's blue line, and he was already stunned and unconscious.
But at this moment, Hu Yong felt a violent impact on the back of his head. His brain was dizzy. Hu Yong turned around and saw that the other person was holding a big stone. Something had just hit him.
, now Hu Yong knows it.
Touching the back of his head, there was blood... Hu Yong's consciousness gradually blurred. The blue soldier threw the stone, punched Hu Yong and knocked him to the ground. He stepped on this guy and wiped out the
The red thread was torn off...
Next to him, the first guy who was punched away by Hu Yong came over with his face covered: "Damn! You won't beat him to death, will you?"
"He shouldn't die! It's okay, but... his injuries are also very serious! Forget it, let him be eliminated and treated!"
With that said, the soldier helped the guy who had just been hit in the face by Hu Yong to pull off the blue thread on his body. He was also killed and eliminated...
At the same time, Liao Yong, after he dealt with the two guys, was beaten down. After all, one versus four, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, not to mention that now two fists have to deal with eight hands!
After Zhang Yiming ran over quickly, he happened to see Liao Yong being beaten to the ground by two people and eliminated. Zhang Yiming's face became fierce, and he rushed forward with a roar...
"ah……"
Going up, Zhang Yiming used a flying scissor kick, and suddenly clamped the neck of a soldier. He twisted his body violently in mid-air, and the soldier screamed and was knocked down. Zhang Yiming punched the opponent.
On the stomach, Lan Fang was being beaten while shouting: "What are you looking at? Why don't you help me?"
Uh... Just as another blue soldier was about to come over, Zhang Yiming straightened his body. After standing up, he stepped on the arm of the soldier who was clamped down by his scissor kick. With a scream, this guy was directly stepped on by Zhang Yiming.
The bones in his arm were broken, and bursts of unbearable pain made the guy roll on the ground, with cold sweat pouring from his forehead.
Just when Zhang Yiming stood up, another blue soldier punched Zhang Yiming in the face. Zhang Yiming was a little confused, but he knew that he could not fall down. If he fell down, he would lose completely...
"Yeah!~ I can't fall! For all Wang Liyang, and for all the brothers who have worked hard!~"
As if he had been given blood, Zhang Yiming stepped forward and punched the opponent's nose hard. The guy's nose was suffocated and bleeding from the punch. Zhang Yiming still stopped, holding his head with both hands, and punched him hard with his forehead.
A bump, a pop! Zhang Yiming knocked the opponent unconscious, and his nose and mouth were full of blood...
"Fuck me!" Zhang Yiming hit hard, and with a bang, the guy was knocked unconscious and fell directly to the ground, unconscious. Zhang Yiming was also sitting on the ground, breathing heavily.
Pulling off the blue thread on this guy, Zhang Yiming stood up again, walked to the blue soldier with a broken arm, and said: "I'm sorry, brother, you just had to do it out of necessity!"
After saying that, Zhang Yiming also pulled off this man's blue thread...
Now, the system displays: there are one survivor on the red side and one commander, and there are four survivors on the blue side and one commander.
Everyone looked at Zhang Yiming, who was exhausted. Among the officers in the monitoring hall, no one was optimistic about the last remaining commander of the red team, and Qin Hao also knew that this time, the elite training team lost consecutively, even if they performed well.
They were very good, but they still lost. Compared with those veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles, there were still many gaps.
The major general glanced at Qin Hao and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, in fact, the elite training company soldiers you trained have performed very well, especially the last remaining few who persisted in fighting until the last moment.
Give up! Let me see the kind of temperament they reveal, the kind of temperament that soldiers should have!"
Qin Hao smiled faintly: "Don't comfort me, I have expected this outcome a long time ago. They are all too young, have too little experience, and have received too little training. If they are not polished, they will not become useful! If they are not taught, they will not become talented.
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The major general nodded and stopped talking. They continued to stare at the screen...
Commander No. 3 and three blue soldiers followed the movement here and came over. Each of them held a pistol and pointed it at Zhang Yiming, very vigilant!
Zhang Yiming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pointed at the blue commander: "If you have the guts, come out and challenge me? Let me blow your head off!"
Commander No. 3 could never stand this kind of provocation. He put away his gun and asked the other three to step back: "Don't take action. In the end... he is mine!"
Zhang Yiming still has less than 30% to 40% of his physical strength, but even so, he cannot give up or admit defeat! Soldiers can only die in battle, not defeat!~
"Yeah..." Even though he was weak, even if his hope was slim, Zhang Yiming still chose to take the initiative. He waved his fist and rushed towards Blue Fang No. 3.
With a cry of punch, Blue Fang No. 3 raised his arm and punched. Zhang Yiming's punch was blocked by the opponent's arm. Blue Fang No. 3 hit Zhang Yiming in the face with a straight punch.
Up, Zhang Yiming took a few steps back and shook his head. In front of him, he seemed to see two figures, but soon, the two figures turned back into one figure.
"I'm bullying you by fighting like this!" Blue No. 3 sneered: "Even in your heyday, you might not be able to survive more than a dozen moves at my hands, let alone now!"
"No...you are wrong. I am...in my prime now. I am in my prime every moment. My fighting spirit has never diminished! Yeah..."
Shouting, Zhang Yiming rushed up again, but Lan Fang No. 3's kick was merciless. He kicked Zhang Yiming in the stomach. Zhang Yiming felt a burning pain, covered his stomach, and took a few steps back.
Steady, he sat down on the ground...
"Admit defeat! You can also suffer less physical pain!" Blue Fang No. 3 raised his eyebrows. He was provoked by the opponent just now. Now, he finally came back with provocation! Moreover, there is a difference between the two. He is the loser's trapped beast.
, and he is the contempt and provocation of the winner!
Just as Zhang Yiming was about to stand up, Blue Square No. 3 stepped forward and kicked Zhang Yiming on the shoulder. Zhang Yiming's body was kicked backwards and flew more than two meters away.
Blue Fang No. 3 walked over quickly. Zhang Yiming was about to stand up when he punched Zhang Yiming. His body was turned 180 degrees, with his back to Lan Fang No. 3, and he knelt on the ground. His face was covered with blood.
blood...
"Damn it! It's just you! Do you want to be my opponent too?" With a sudden kick, Zhang Yiming's butt was violently impacted and his body fell to the ground. He wanted to get up, but he held his hands on the ground and tried to get rid of his body.
It was already very difficult to hold it up.
At this time, Lan Fang No. 3 stepped on Zhang Yiming's back and sneered: "If you can get up, I will let you go!"
"Ah..." Zhang Yiming used all his strength, and just remembered that Blue Fang No. 3 kicked Zhang Yiming's head, and the army hook kicked Zhang Yiming hard on the forehead. Zhang Yiming felt that his vision began to blur...
"Get up! Get up!~"
No. 3 stepped on Zhang Yiming hard, and Zhang Yiming tried his best to stand up. No. 3 raised the foot that was stepping on Zhang Yiming, and kicked Zhang Yiming's ribs hard. Zhang Yiming's body was kicked out two times.
He was lying on the ground, smiling.
No. 3 saw Zhang Yiming covering his red line with his hands. Zhang Yiming, who was lying on the ground, looked miserable and was still laughing: "Trash! If you have the guts, just take your hands away and pull off my red line."
, you win... But let me tell you, even if you kill me, I will not let go!"
No. 3's face changed, as if something had touched him. He stood there and stared blankly at Zhang Yiming. A minute passed, but he didn't make any move...
After a while, Blue Fang No. 3 suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha... Hahahahaha... Boy, you have the guts! You have the guts! Hahahahaha..." Blue Fang No. 3 laughed without knowing why,
The other three blue soldiers were confused. What's going on?