Forced by five US officials with ten fists and ten feet, Zhang Liang finally moved. Once he did, Ghosn immediately realized the huge gap between him and his opponent. Fei
Zhang Liang is best at light body kung fu, so this melee situation is like a fish in water for him. Under the gang fight of five beautiful officials, he was like a loach in the water, twisting his body left and right.
So Ghosn and others clearly thought that their punch could definitely hit him, but in the end they just passed him by or had a close collision with one of their own. Then they thought of changing their tactics and wanted to catch him first. Five
People, two people have already fallen down.
The first one to fall was Brett - he finally took the opportunity to punch Zhang Liang in the head. As a result, before the move was used up, Zhang Liang had already half-turned and ran into his arms. He was overjoyed.
I wanted to wrap my arms around him and hug him, but my left ribs felt numb and my body stiffened. Then I was knocked to the ground gently by Zhang Liang's buttocks.
When Brett fell to the ground, the three people in front and on the left and right rushed towards Zhang Liang at the same time. Zhang Liang dodged to the right with his toes. The beauty officer on his right just stretched out his left foot to kick him, but was caught by his right hand.
Pulling along, the beauty couldn't hold back her strength and fell to the ground with her legs diagonally tilted. She screamed in agony because of the sudden tear of the crotch ligament.
The two fell down in an instant. Ghosn and the other three looked at each other, and they all saw awe-inspiring looks in each other's eyes - this thin Chinese is so powerful, is it possible that five of us beat one of them and still lose?
"Listen to me, the three of us stand in a row and press forward together!" Ghosn finally realized that he was a school-level officer and could command the two lieutenant-level officers and issued the order. So the three of them stood in a row and arranged their positions.
The defensive posture was slowly forced up.
They had just set up their defensive posture, and Zhang Liang guessed their intentions. He grinned and suddenly rushed forward. Then, just as all the American soldiers were waiting with bated breath for the next exciting showdown, he suddenly jumped
He got up, then soared more than three meters high and flew to the top of Ghosn's head.
"National Kung Fu, this is national Kung Fu!" the knowledgeable beauty officer immediately shouted excitedly.
Ghosn shouted: "Turn around, be prepared for his sneak attack!" Then he raised his head first, turned around and took two steps, preparing to beat Zhang Liang to death with a soaring punch when he fell. The other two people reacted not too slowly, almost at the same time.
Looking up and turning around, the three of them saw an unforgettable scene. Zhang Liang, who was flying over Ghosn's head, suddenly spun like a windmill. Ghosn only felt a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and realized that Zhang Liang wanted to kick him.
He quickly stretched out his hands to block, but Zhang Liang suddenly kicked him on the head. His vision went dark, and he took a few steps back with a "dong dong dong" sound. Then he was tripped by Brett and fell heavily on him.
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Ghosn weighed more than 210 kilograms. Such a strong body pressed down on Brett, who immediately let out a miserable howl.
At this time, Zhang Liang had already ascended to the sky again with the force of this kick. Then he gently moved his right hand on the roof beam and rushed towards the American lieutenant on the left.
The American lieutenant was frightened by Brett's miserable howl, and his reaction was a little slow. Then Zhang Liang kicked his left cheek, and he immediately sat on the ground. The American lieutenant on the right was thinking he had caught the opportunity to stretch out his fist.
Zhang Liang wanted to hit Zhang Liang's right ribs, but was shrunk into a ball. Zhang Liang took advantage of the situation and pressed on his outstretched hand, and then hit him on the head with an elbow——
Zhang Liang's series of actions were all completed in the air, and the lightning and flints were intertwined with each other, and the completion was quite beautiful.
The last American lieutenant who fell to the ground suffered the worst. After being elbowed in the door, he seemed to be drunk. He staggered for several seconds before falling to the ground, and he actually fainted.
At the end of the competition, everyone in the audience was shocked. The U.S. officers, including MacArthur, and the club service staff looked at the U.S. military officers who had fallen to the ground and then at Zhang Liang, who was standing there as if nothing had happened. First, they collectively gasped, and then the people in front stopped.
He couldn't help but take two steps back, and someone murmured: "It's too scary, if he has a knife in his hand-"
MacArthur was the first to come to his senses. He bared his teeth and said to Guo Kui: "Is this the national martial arts? It's really amazing!"
Guo Kui shook his head: "There are too many arrogances and it's not practical!"
"Pfft!" MacArthur spat out a mouthful of "Student Coke", his old face flushed with embarrassment, and said: "Your Excellency is so humble. If this is just a show, then who are Ghosn and the others?"
Guo Kui pointed his hand at Liu Jingang and the others and said: "If it were them, they would choose to confront Ghosn and the others head-on. In that case, the battle can be resolved within a minute."
"How to fight head-on?"
"Do you have any bricks? I can let the boys perform!"
"Ah, no, no, sir, modern warfare relies on weapons and equipment. Well, I see that everyone is very interested, how about we try our marksmanship again?"
"Can!"
MacArthur wanted to regain his position through a competition in marksmanship. Guo Kui understood his mood, so each side sent out one person from each side to compete in marksmanship. Then, the Americans were completely speechless.
On the US military side, the famous sniper, Second Lieutenant Quaithern of the Marine Corps, appeared, while on the student army side, there was a jungle special operations warrior named Du Gang.
The two men first shot the target with pistols. Fifty meters apart, on the simple field outside the club, the two men shot ten shots each and smashed ten beer bottles. No matter the winner, Quaithern suggested using a rifle to do the activity.
target.
So, using the flashlight and still fifty meters apart, the two people started competing again.
"Start!" Following the order from an American colonel, two American soldiers began to throw beer bottles into the flashlight aperture above their heads.
For the first five beer bottles, both sides were equally competitive. Gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and then all the beer bottles in the two apertures shattered. And because the sniper rifle used by Quaithern only had a magazine capacity of five rounds, the ammunition needed to be replaced.
clip, so the situation changed after the pause.
After the two beer bottles went up in the air in the sixth round, Kuissen continued the previous frequency and pulled the trigger to crush the beer bottle at the moment it paused in the air. Du Gang, on the other hand, played with high difficulty and waited.
The trigger was pulled when the beer bottle started to fall. In the seventh round, the beer bottle was crushed just as it appeared in the circle of light——
When shooting a moving target, it is naturally more difficult to shoot while it is moving. Quessern obviously did not want to give up on this point. He also adjusted the shooting time in the eighth round, wanting to maintain the same level of difficulty as Du Gang, but then he failed.
What a tragedy. He didn't fire the beer bottle when there was a brief pause in the air, and then when he fired again, the bullet was empty.
At that time, Du Gang had already smashed his beer bottle, and then something happened that made the Americans collapse on the spot. Just at the moment when Quithern's beer bottle was about to come out of the aperture, he adjusted the muzzle of his gun.
It was shattered with a "pop" sound.
In this way, the Americans also lost in this shooting competition.
"It's not so much that Quaithern lost in marksmanship, it's better to say that he lost in momentum - if he followed the rhythm of others, it would be weird if he didn't lose!" Afterwards, MacArthur commented on this marksmanship competition.
After experiencing these two competitions, the old American man was completely impressed by the student army and began to treat the Second Expeditionary Army with the same attitude towards friendly forces.