A few minutes later, when Wei Xiang arrived here with his first team covered in sweat, the first thing that caught his eye was the backs of the fifteen of them, who had their backs to Wei Xiang and were facing in the direction of the woods, as if they were looking at something.

"War Dragon, Ning Gucheng, where is he ......?"

Speaking of this, Wei Xiang's voice stopped dumbly.

Because the fish dragon turned around.

When the fish dragon turned around, Wei Xiang's pupils shrank into pinholes, staring at the red dot on the fish dragon's chest that represented death.

"War Dragon, you, how could you ......" Wei Xiang said in surprise.

"I lost, I lost to Ning Gucheng."

Yuhualong pointed at the rest of his second squad: "Including me, our second squad was completely wiped out, and no one survived, and I can't help you in the next battle." ”

"This ......" Wei Xiang was shocked.

A squad, fifteen people!

How could it be all wiped out all at once?

Seriously, as the person in charge of this confrontation, Wei Xiang really didn't want to see this result, however, the red dots of death all lit up on the chests of the fifteen people, and Wei Xiang had to accept this fact.

"!" Wei Xiang slammed his fist into a big tree next to him.

If Gu Yue's squad was added, in less than an hour, two teams with a total of thirty people had been wiped out by Ning Gucheng, and the losses were so miserable, how could Wei Xiang, as the commander, not be angry?

Of course, he felt more shame than anger.

"War Dragon, tell me, how did Ning Gucheng destroy you?"

"Six of our team were killed by Ning Gucheng's sneak attack, and eight of us were killed by him one by one in a sports blitzel battle with Ning Gucheng, and I ......" Speaking of this, Yuhualong paused for a moment, and then continued: "I fought with him hand-to-hand, and I lost ......"

"What?"

Wei Xiang's eyes widened.

If the first fourteen people were wiped out by Ning Gucheng, Wei Xiang only felt shocked.

But when he heard that Yuhualong, who had never been defeated in the junior class and was known as the king of martial arts, would lose in martial arts to Ning Gucheng, who had only trained in an ordinary armed police force for half a year, and was very likely to not even be able to complete a set of military physical boxing, he was shocked.

How can it be?

How is this possible?

This makes no sense.

Facing Wei Xiang's disbelieving eyes, Yuhualong said calmly:

"I did lose to him, on the battlefield I thought I was enough to play with my life, but since I met him, I know what it means to play with my life, he is a soldier, an upright soldier, to be honest, this time I lost convinced, I have never admired anyone in my life, you Wei Xiang is one, now there is one more Ning Gucheng......"

Boom!

As soon as the voice of the fish dragon fell, the clouds that had been suppressed for a long time finally erupted into a thunderous roar, and in the deafening roar, a silver-white lightning broke through the shackles of the dark clouds and slashed at the edge of the sky.

It's raining!

Bean-sized raindrops, after the thunder sounded, poured down from the dark clouds overhead, Wei Xiang stood in the middle of the rain and let the bean-sized raindrops fall on his body without wavering, his face was hideous, and his fists were indeed clenched tightly at the moment.

Yesterday, when he refused Ning Gucheng, a backdoor soldier, to enter his class, Wei Xiang knew that there was bound to be a battle between him and Ning Gucheng.

It's just that Wei Xiang of Ling really didn't expect that he thought that he could easily deal with him by arranging a few people, but as soon as he fought, Ning Gucheng used thunderous iron-fisted means to forcefully destroy his two squads of thirty people.

Wei Xiang has always believed that Ning Gucheng is a backdoor soldier.

But now he already knew that Ning Gucheng could not be a backdoor soldier, how could there be such a powerful backdoor soldier in the world?

However, it doesn't matter if it's a backdoor soldier or not.

The situation has developed to the present, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides, Wei Xiang knows that if he can't eliminate Ning Gucheng today, then what face does he have to stay in the Special War College.

"Ning Gucheng, you will die......"

"Bang ......"

At this moment, in the dense forest to their left, the sound of sniper rifle firing was suddenly heard.

It's a Type 97 sniper rifle!

Even if he didn't have the slightest preparation, even if he didn't realize that Ning Gucheng dared to carry out a sneak attack here, but at the same time as the gunshot, Wei Xiang fell to the ground for the first time, and then rolled into a big tree, all the movements were done in one go, as smooth as flowing water.

Although he lost another teammate in the gunfire just now, Wei Xiang's face showed an intriguing smile.

So far, Wei Xiang has not had direct contact with Ning Gucheng, but after his observation and the previous description of the battle process by the fish dragon, Wei Xiang has already seen that most of the ways that Ning Gucheng eliminated them were sneak attacks and movement blitzkriegs.

Whether it's a sneak attack or a sports assault, flexibility and stamina are the prerequisites.

But now, Ning Gucheng actually gave up his advantage of flexibility and mobility, and chose the sniper rifle, which is more inclined to positional warfare.

This was enough to make Wei Xiang wonder if Ning Gucheng's physical strength had been seriously reduced due to a series of previous battles, and it was even possible that he was seriously injured when fighting with the Fish Dragon?

Whether his physical strength has dropped seriously or he is seriously injured, then he is destined to be unable to fight guerrilla warfare with them in the jungle with the flexibility and mobility of individual combat as before, so he will choose to make a desperate bet and fight the final decisive battle here, right?

Wei Xiang's gaze quickly swept over the fifteen members of the second squad where Yuhualong was, and finally landed on a guy named Zhang Feng, if Wei Xiang remembered correctly, the only weapon he chose in the second squad was a Type 97 sniper rifle, but now Zhang Feng's hand was empty.

"Zhang Feng, how many bullets did Ning Gucheng take away from you?"

Hearing Wei Xiang's question, the guy named Zhang Feng seemed a little hesitant.

He is now a corpse, and it stands to reason that he can't reveal the slightest bit of information, but he is worried that if he doesn't tell Wei Xiang, he will wear small shoes for himself afterwards, after all, he is the leader of the first class.

So after hesitating for a while, he still truthfully advised: "I brought a total of twenty sniper bullets out, eight of which I used up before, and the rest were taken by Ning Gucheng." ”

Hearing this, Wei Xiang smiled.

"In other words, Ning Gucheng only has twelve bullets?"

"You only have twelve bullets, and I have fourteen people on my side, even if one bullet kills you, there are still two left, and I don't believe that you can still do one shot in this windy and rainy weather?"

"Ning Gucheng, you're doomed."