Sun Hao made a sound from his throat and waved his hand to signal Yan Fenghuo to join the queue.
"What are you talking about?" Yan Fenghuo came closer and muttered: "Captain, what did you say, asking me to compete with them? If I win, will you treat me to a drink? Okay! Thanks to the new members of the organization and leadership, I will definitely fulfill my mission and be determined.
mission accomplished!"
"Uh huh..." Sun Hao made a huh sound, which clearly meant to tell Yan Fenghuo to stop messing around.
"Yan Fenghuo, stop messing around and get in line quickly!" a platoon leader scolded Yan Fenghuo.
"What nonsense?" Yan Fenghuo smiled brightly and said loudly to the officers and soldiers of the squadron: "Brothers, I, Yan Fenghuo, have only been in our squadron for two months. Since I am in our squadron, then I am ours."
As a member of the squadron, we must regard the squadron as our home. Well, we have guests here today, and we are responsible for the good food and drink. This is the friendship we should fulfill as landlords, nothing to say. But we eat well.
I was in charge, but what I got was a white-eyed wolf who beat up all the parents of our family. What kind of thing is this?"
Yan Fenghuo had a look of justice on his face. He turned around and continued to the soldiers of the mobile brigade: "Brothers, you are guests, so I will let you say that I will judge from the perspective of your guests. Look at me.
Is that what you’re talking about?”
What Zhao Yan Fenghuo said seems to be true and it is difficult to refute.
"This is a competition, and it's normal for some injuries to occur." Liang Gang said nonchalantly.
"Do you think this competition is fair?" Yan Fenghuo asked in a deep voice.
"What's unfair?" Liang Gang said with a smile.
"I'm afraid you know it better than anyone else, Liang Gang!" Yan Fenghuo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sharp edge, and said coldly: "This is just a regular army, and our squadron leader is just a trained armed policeman.
Officer, but you have received special training. How is it fair for a special soldier to face a regular soldier? Do you feel very proud? Very proud? "
Hearing this, Liang Gang's cheeks immediately sank and he stared at Yan Fenghuo.
Yes, he has been in the special forces and received several years of special training. If he had not had this experience, he would not have been able to join the mobile brigade as a squadron leader. Until now, few people knew about his experience in the special forces, but
But the guy in front of me can see it at a glance.
"Come with me for a special forces showdown." Yan Fenghuo said calmly: "I want to convince you."
As soon as these words came out, everyone had expressions of disbelief on their faces. Unbelievable was just the beginning. When Yan Fenghuo straightened his back, everyone was shocked by the aura emanating from his body.
Standing in front of him was a soldier with a strong back and a strong back. His angular cheeks were as hard as knives, and his tightly pursed lips gave him an unspeakable look of perseverance. And his eyes, those eyes.
It is so deep that one cannot see the bottom at a glance, and is full of unspeakable silence. But this silence is full of wildness, and it seems that a ferocious beast with its teeth and claws can be seen roaring restlessly inside.
Yan Fenghuo casually took off the training cap on his head and gently kept it aside. It was a very simple action. But such a simple action made people clearly feel what confidence and style are.
There is no doubt that Yan Fenghuo, who is always laughing and joking but not doing anything right, is a real special soldier, and his bragging is not bragging at all.
Yan Fenghuo held the cigarette butt in his left hand with one hand and said in a deep voice to Liang Gang: "Before the cigarette butt falls to the ground, I will let you take it."
With a "swish" sound, the cigarette butt bounced into the sky. At the same time, Yan Fenghuo rushed towards Liang Gang like a lion.
His speed was so fast that it was unimaginable, leaving only one feeling: so fast!
Liang Gang was shocked and immediately moved sideways. But Yan Fenghuo seemed to have the ability to predict the future. His body that was rushing forward suddenly changed direction, grabbed Liang Gang's shoulders and pulled him towards his arms.
Huge force struck, and Liang Gang's body involuntarily crashed into Yan Fenghuo's arms. This action made him feel secretly happy, and he immediately bent over slightly, took a step forward with his right foot, and continued to grab Yan Fenghuo's arms.
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Under normal circumstances, as long as you can grab the space on the opponent's chest, it means you will knock the opponent down. This is an empty door, which is a taboo in fighting. The opponent can attack any position on your chest and abdomen at will.
Just when Liang Gang thought he had succeeded, he strangely discovered that Yan Fenghuo's heavy-backed body slid past him like a loach. As he slid past, he strangled his neck with his backhand.
These are two opposite forces. Liang Gang rushed forward, and Yan Fenghuo continued to rush forward with his back turned. As we all know, when two completely opposite forces collide, the weaker party will definitely suffer a huge blow.
Because the stronger party is more than a little bit stronger, only those who are absolutely confident in themselves dare to use this kind of attack.
With a "click" sound, Liang Gang heard the sound of his mandible being dislocated, and then felt his body losing control and leaving the ground.
"Huh!" Yan Fenghuo, who had his opponent's mandible broken off in one blow, bent over and stepped forward, throwing Liang Gang to the ground with a beautiful back throw.
The moment he fell, Yan Fenghuo's eyes suddenly revealed a strong murderous intent, and he kicked Liang Gang hard in the abdomen.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound of a heavy blow to the body, and Liang Gang's body flew ten meters above the ground like a kite with its string broken, and hit the ground heavily.
"Uh..." A mouthful of blood gushed out, Liang Gang's mouth opened wide, he curled up into a ball and twitched violently.
Yan Fenghuo stretched out his hand, caught the fallen cigarette butt with two fingers, put it in his mouth and took a deep drag, then gently crushed it with his feet on the ground.
"Agreed or not?"
Liang Gang's mandible was removed and he could not speak at all. But his eyes were full of fear, clearly expressing what he was thinking.
"Give you another chance." Yan Fenghuo said to Liang Gang with his hands behind his back: "You have a squadron of soldiers, a hundred of them. There is a mountain behind, and we are going to have a mountain forest battle. I will fight a hundred of you by myself.
If you catch me, I lose; if you kill me, you lose; if I don't annihilate you all, you still lose."
Liang Gang endured the severe pain and raised his mandible, half-sitting on the ground and panting heavily: "There are no training bombs."
Yan Fenghuo glanced at the other party with disdain and said, "Who the hell said you should use training ammunition? Use live ammunition."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was completely petrified. Yan Fenghuo's crisp defeat of Liang Gang before the cigarette butt fell to the ground was enough to shock people. Now he actually wants to fight one against a hundred, with real guns and live ammunition in a forest battle...
This is a madman, a powerful madman who is hopeless once he goes mad!