385 must not lose

"Can they really do it?"

Looking at the four immature-looking soldiers in the ring, Xiong Tiankuo couldn't help but ask Zheng Fang beside him.

"Rest assured. At this point, Zheng Fang couldn't say anything else, but these two words were not said for comfort, Xiong Tiankuo.

Judging from Zheng Fang's understanding, the four soldiers faced four first-generation experimental subjects, and they could still win without accident.

"Bell!"

The bell rang, and the battle on the stage broke out in an instant.

Four pale-skinned test subjects rushed towards the soldiers at the first time, like four mad beasts.

The first time the four soldiers encountered this situation, they could only dodge in a panic, and in an instant the formation was scattered by the four test subjects.

The situation on the field turned into a one-on-one battle between a soldier and a test subject in an instant.

"Not good. ”

Zheng Fang couldn't help but sigh, the accident still happened after all.

If the four people are together for a team battle, the chance of winning is still very large, but once dispersed, only Zhao Zhicheng has the possibility of winning one-on-one.

And winning won't be easy.

Sure enough, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the four soldiers were forced into four corners of the ring by the four test subjects.

In the process of the battle, only Zhao Zhicheng can have dealings with the experimental questions, and the other three can only passively dodge and defend.

"What should I do?"

This question sprung up in the minds of the four of them at the same time, and if they continued like this, they would be completely defeated in less than two minutes.

So they all set their eyes on Zheng Fang in the audience.

Fortunately, Zheng Fang also saw their gaze, so he raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger and gently tapped it on his head three times.

"Cool head!"

The four of them immediately understood what Zheng Fang meant, and the reason why Zheng Fang chose them in the first place was because they had a cool head.

So people force themselves to calm down and calmly observe the other party's movements, even if they are beaten, they must find an opportunity to fight back in the beating.

After observation, the four of them realized that although the subjects had a lot of strength, they were not slow.

But the way they beat people is more like a wild beast indiscriminately biting its prey, with no moves to speak of, and the flaws are visible.

"Attack its weaknesses. ”

All four of them had a clear idea, but it was difficult to actually operate, because the subject's movements were fast and coherent.

So even if you find out about his weakness, it's likely that his punch will already hit you before you can hit his weakness.

Finally, one of the soldiers couldn't hold on, his arm was no longer known how many punches he had been punched by the subject, and under this last punch, the arm bone of his right hand was directly broken.

"Ahh ”

The screams erupted in an instant, and if this was in an underground boxing ring, the crowd would have erupted in louder cheers than screams.

But this is not an underground boxing ring, and the duel on the field is not a boxer who fights black boxing, they represent the Chinese side and the island country side.

Most of the people sitting in the audience are Chinese, to be precise, noble Chinese, so there was silence in the hall at this time, and only screams kept echoing.

The subject's movements continued, and he was like a tireless machine, swinging his fist at the soldier.

The screams had died down, and blood splattered out onto the ring and onto the subject's pale face.

"Give me death!"

Zhao Zhicheng shouted angrily and slammed his fist into the chest of the test subject in front of him.

"Click. ”

The sound of the other party's rib breaking was clearly audible, and Zhao Zhicheng was angry in his heart, and quickly made up a punch, smashing it on the subject's throat, directly breaking his Adam's apple.

Immediately after that, he didn't dare to stop at all, and hurriedly ran to the side and kicked it away, still beating the experimental subject of the soldier whose life and death were uncertain.

"Good. ”

The audience shouted hello together, and some people couldn't help but applaud.

But at this moment, another soldier let out a scream, and then was directly knocked unconscious by the test subject, but this time the experiment did not continue to beat the unconscious soldier.

Instead, he immediately ran to the side and worked together with the test subject who had been kicked away to suppress Zhao Zhicheng.

With one enemy and two enemies, Zhao Zhicheng completely lost the ability to fight back.

The most anxious person at the moment is not the paper mill, not the audience, not Zheng Fang and Xiong Tiankuo, but another soldier who survived on the field.

Because he knew that Zhao Zhicheng was powerless against the two test subjects, the hope of victory was suddenly pressed on him.

He must deal with the test subject in front of him as soon as possible, and then help Zhao Zhicheng, so that he can hope to turn disadvantages into advantages and turn defeat into victory.

Fortunately, he was different from those two soldiers, he was stronger than those two, and he could fight each other with the test subjects.

But he can only keep the undefeated form, and if he is allowed to quickly solve the experimental problem in front of him, he can only gamble.

Bet on which of the two will have the fastest fist to see if he will impress the subject's weakness first, or if the subject's fist will fall on him first.

There is only one chance, and the first winner will be eliminated.

He suddenly shook his head with a wry smile, remembering Zheng Fang's previous analogy, and compared this ring to a gambling table.

Unexpectedly, he really wants to gamble on this stage now, and he is not only reading his own, but also the dignity of the country.

So he absolutely can't afford to lose.

"Give it to me!"

He roared, the veins on his forehead bulging, and his fist slammed into the subject with the sound of breaking wind.

"Bang!"

A figure sprayed blood and flew out of the ring, drawing a somewhat miserable arc in the air.

It's the soldier!

"Obviously, I hit it. ”

It was the last thought that came to his mind before he closed his eyes.

Yes, he hit, but the test subject also hit him, so his fight was a lose-lose situation.

And only Zhao Zhicheng, who kept dodging and defending against the attacks of these two experimental subjects, was left on the stage.

"What to do, what to do. ”

Zhao Zhicheng roared in his heart, he kept retreating around the ring under the attack of the two test subjects, but if this continued, he would soon have no way to retreat.

He had indeed pinned his hopes on his companion, but that hope had been dashed.

"I'm the only one I can rely on. ”

"But I really didn't do it. ”

"Wait, and General Zheng. ”

Zhao Zhicheng's mind was flooded with thoughts, and finally he remembered Zheng Fang, which was his last straw.

So he set his eyes on Zheng Fang in the audience again.

I saw Zheng Fang's right hand slowly raised to his chest, and then gently pressed down until he reached the dantian.