Fourth squad leader Yao Sheng had just given Luo Guangcai a few words, and Lin Yun and the company commander on the opposite side had already decided on the rules for the competition and exchange.
Ten people from each side will compete in turn. The loser will leave and the winner will continue to fight. In the end, whichever side has the most people left will be the winner.
The lottery is also simple, the losing team sings a song for the winning team.
Lin Yun knew this very well. The other party obviously didn't take their side seriously. Even if the five squad leaders could fight, there were only five of them. The other party felt that they had a great chance of winning.
As for Lin Yun's fate, although the other party said there were no restrictions, they were sure that Lin Yun would be embarrassed.
Soon, amidst applause, a soldier ran out of the queue and stood in the center of the field.
The fourth squad leader patted Luo Guangcai's arm hard, and the latter ran to the center of the field with his head high and announced his family name: "Temporary company, cooking squad soldier, Luo Guangcai!"
There was an uproar at the scene.
"Oh, you let the cooking team take the lead. Who are you looking down on? You will cry later!"
"It's over, it's over. There are only four people in the cooking class. Even if Wen Zheng is not up to standard, the fourth squad leader should be the one to take over. We will definitely lose this time."
"Why is this bastard Luo Guangcai going up there? We're afraid he'll be embarrassed."
Lin Yun was also quite surprised by this order of appearance.
According to his idea, Wen Zheng went up and swept the opponent by himself, which was simple and hassle-free. Luo Guangcai's attack was just for killing people.
However, for a bastard who started badly, being able to stand up and take a beating is indeed a commendable feat of courage.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting: "Come on!"
Wen Zheng, Lin Qi and others immediately responded, shouting to cheer Luo Guangcai up.
Luo Guangcai felt the cheers of his teammates, and after looking at Ye Xiaoxue who was cheering him on at the top of his voice, he gradually became excited.
The opponent took a look at his size and said solemnly: "Reconnaissance company, third squadron soldier, Wang Li!"
An old squad leader who was the referee at the scene saw both parties politely announcing their homes, and he quickly shouted: "Start!"
Following the referee's order, Luo Guangcai, who seemed to have been beaten to death, actually took the initiative to attack.
When the opponent saw him shouting and rushing towards him, he already knew in his heart that this kid was probably a layman in fighting, so he tried to use his skill to knock him down.
Luo Guangcai's steps were messed up, his body instantly lost his balance, and he fell heavily to the ground.
He charged so aggressively and ended up with his mouth full of mud. Even the on-site referee didn't have the nerve to look at it. It was too watery!
In the army, Luo Guangcai, whose body shape could be called a meat ball, did not feel ashamed at all. After getting up from the ground, he used his body size to perform a powerful move to overwhelm him.
"Bang bang!"
The soldier punched Luo Guangcai with two punches, and it was like a mud cow sinking into the sea.
He didn't know whether the opponent was hurt or not. Anyway, it seemed like he had hit the cotton, and the opponent's offensive did not decrease at all.
Seeing that he was about to be overwhelmed by Luo Guangcai, this warrior was also very experienced. While slightly bending his knees to lower his center of gravity, he suddenly hugged Luo Guangcai, who weighed nearly 200 pounds, and threw him to the side.
"Bang!"
Luo Guangcai was thrown heavily to the ground again, raising a large cloud of dust.
"Pooh!"
Luo Guangcai spit out the dirt in his mouth and stood up slowly.
This time, before he could take the initiative to attack, the opponent was already running towards him.
In the previous two fights, the soldier had already figured out his strength, and now he only wanted to win a quick victory.
When Luo Guangcai saw the opponent coming towards him, he subconsciously protected his head with both hands and at the same time, he used his weight advantage to hit the opponent with a charging attitude of a bull.
That warrior has sharp eyes and quick hands, but his kicks are even faster!
He dodged Luo Guangcai's collision, and at the same time whipped out his whip leg quickly and hit Luo Guangcai's arm hard.
Luo Guangcai groaned, feeling an excruciating pain in his arm, and it was difficult to lift it up to protect his head.
At this moment, the warrior's jab came again!
Luo Guangcai had no time to react and could only catch it with his face. His whole body felt top-heavy and his steps staggered.
"Fuck!"
He cursed subconsciously, and simply used his bastard fist, and pressed towards the opponent with all his strength. Even though he received several punches, he only wanted to push the opponent to the ground before falling down, so that Wen Zheng could consume more.
Reduce the opponent's physical strength.
The unorganized attack and the fragrant curses made many people at the scene chuckle.
Someone even shouted: "That's it? It's indeed an amateur cooking class! The tortoise is so good at boxing!"
Everyone behind Lin Yun looked extremely embarrassed.
Many people felt that Luo Guangcai had embarrassed them by going up. Although he wouldn't have been able to win if he had been allowed to go up, this was definitely not the case.
However, Wen Zheng and others in the cooking class knew that Luo Guang was able to achieve this step, which was already a major breakthrough for him.
In the spotlight.
Luo Guangcai finally failed to overwhelm the opponent as he wished. Under the opponent's continuous punches and whip kicks, he fell completely.
The referee did not give him a chance to stand up again, and ended the game in a hurry due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides.
Luo Guangcai panted heavily and was carried down by Wen Zheng and Zhao Xia.
When he saw Wen Zheng, he kept shouting: "Brother, avenge me!"
This scene happened to be captured by the live broadcast camera, which made the audience laugh and said that the effect of his program was very good.
Just when Wen was about to go on the field, Zhao Xia went to the field first and said in a deep voice: "Cooking class, Zhao Xia!"
The soldier let out a sigh of relief and had no choice but to declare his home again.
Lin Yun did not expect that two cooking class soldiers appeared in succession. He couldn't help but glance at these two people. At the same time, he called Wen Zheng and ordered: "Don't be so angry later, pay attention to the impact, and leave room for the other party."
Save some face."
He knew how terrifying Wen Zheng's strength was. In terms of combat prowess alone, he was considered top-notch among his old troops.
At this time, the two brothers Wen and Zheng are being abused. This boy will definitely be holding back his anger. If he doesn't explain it, it will hurt the harmony between the two parties and affect the unity.
When Wen Zheng heard this, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will give you enough face."
Lin Yun felt relieved and looked towards the field again.
I saw that Zhao Xia was indeed stronger than Luo Guangcai, but not much.
Luo Guangcai lasted less than a minute. After Zhao Xia came up, even though he played very smart and relied on roaming to survive for a minute, he still lost the game with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Just when Zhao Xia was leaving with a grin on his face in pain, Lin Yun and the monitors of the other three classes looked at the people behind him in unison.
Except for Lin Qi who dared to raise his hand to indicate that he wanted to play, no one dared to stand up.
Of course, Lin Qi, a girl, would definitely have no chance to compete with male soldiers at this time.
Lin Yun's face was gloomy.
The squad leaders couldn't help but blushed with shame, and they all secretly made up their minds to train these bastards to death from now on.
I’ve been practicing for less than half a month, but I still don’t have any blood!
The cooking class lost two generals in a row, which made the other party's momentum gradually become more arrogant.
"Hahaha, that's it? That's it?!"
"Stop playing around. The cooking team has been sent out. I think you really have no one left."
"Isn't it good to sing honestly? This is a place for real men!"
The barrage in the live broadcast room was also full of curses at this time.
It's not all because Luo Guangcai and Zhao Xia lost, but because no one of the other twenty singers, except Lin Qi, dared to take the initiative to challenge!
"The most ridiculous thing in the world! I've been practicing for half a month in vain!"
"What the hell is this? No wonder Yueyin arranges military training. After half a month of training, she is still like this. They are a bunch of cowards."
"We promise not to use Wen Zheng first if it is not necessary. For now, let's let Wen Zheng play."
"As expected of a disciple soldier, he is really powerful! It is impossible for Wen Zheng to defeat him, but he should be able to save some face."
Much anticipated.
Wen Zheng slowly stood up and walked towards the venue.
"Cooking Class, Wen Zheng. Please enlighten me!"
The warrior who had completed the feat of one-to-one penetration could not help but frown and said, "Are your cooking classes so pretentious?"
Wen Zheng raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "Let's get started."