The scrivener walked over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting, "Dude, I want to open some." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt's not that you're incompetent, it's that Westerners are too cunning. We don't necessarily have to participate in any broken missions, isn't it different to go back to the army to fight well, still kill devils. ”

The dark clouds on Song Da's tongue and face still lingered, "Brother Dai, persuade me." Brother, I can think about it, but I'm not reconciled. I really want to have a good fight with Westerners. ”

"Brother, don't think so, if you are angry, you will hurt your body, our enemy is a little devil, not a Westerner. It is not necessarily a good thing for Ardis to win, and it may not be a good thing for Ardis to die on the way to the mission. "The scrivener can only use the way of cursing Ardis to guide Song Da's tongue, who makes them good friends. A good friend has to be a good friend, and if you hit others to make your good friend happy, then you can be called a good friend.

After winning three games in a row, the American and British soldiers were full of confidence and looked at the Chinese soldiers with extreme contempt, and the Chinese were really vulnerable, and it would not be a big problem for their side to win completely if they continued like this. Thinking like this, when I looked at the Chinese soldiers again, my eyes changed, and I became high-minded, with a domineering posture.

The fourth one to appear is Bazin, who has a pair of wolf eyes and a thief's light, and is always looking at the scrivener. Seeing that the scrivener has the meaning of coming out, this guy took the lead on the stage, and he was determined to meet the scrivener for a while. The last defeat left a lingering shadow in his heart, and he must overcome his opponent to regain his confidence.

Bhasin's appearance attracted the attention of one person, and that was Sun Dasheng, one of the four King Kongs. He rushed to meet Bhasin in front of the scrivener.

The scrivener box does have the meaning of appearance, but it was preempted by Sun Dasheng. He secretly said in his heart that he was not good, and in a duel with Ba Xin, Sun Dasheng was not an opponent yet. "Old Sun, I'll come." He said.

Sun Dasheng waved his hand, "Brother Dai, don't fight with me." Give him to me! "His gaze was so resolute that it was hard to refuse.

The scrivener had to be returned, hoping that the competition would be gentle, and that it would be okay to break your wrists and run 100 meters.

The referee pulled out a note and announced in public: The fourth play-off event was wrestling.

The scrivener gasped, and his heart was finished, Sun Dasheng was going to suffer a big loss this time. He had the intention to change Lao Sun back, but it was too late, Sun Dasheng had already followed Ba Xin into the competition venue.

The enemy's eyes were red when they met, Sun Dasheng's teeth were clucking, he hated Ba Xin so much, he hated the other party. Ba Xin has always been ruthless, since he will not show mercy to his subordinates, it is a pity that he can't fight against the scrivener again, and he can only make up for it from Sun Dasheng.

There is no prelude, and it is a lethal move when it comes up. Sun Dasheng will not show mercy, and Ba Xin will not either.

The magistrate went up to separate the two and warned them that the competition was wrestling, not fighting.

After a brief study of the rules of wrestling, the two faced off again. It's still a lethal move. The referee had to separate the two again, admonishing them a second time: the event was wrestling, not grappling.

The third encounter was still dangerous, and the magistrate had to stop again to give a serious warning: if anyone commits another foul, he will be eliminated directly.

This time both men have restrained a lot, basically following the wrestling routine, and occasionally mixing Muay Thai and martial arts. When the magistrate saw that it was basically the rules of wrestling, he turned a blind eye.

In the blink of an eye, it's thirty rounds. The onlookers were a little dumbfounded, this was the first time they had seen such a wrestling. But anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Bhasin has the upper hand, and he is more comfortable with the rules of wrestling. In contrast, Sun Dasheng had to be restrained, and the rules of wrestling greatly restricted his kung fu, and he was restrained to perform.

After more than a dozen rounds, Bhasin suddenly grabbed Sun Dasheng's shoulder. The latter shook his body desperately, trying to shake off his opponent. Unfortunately, it didn't work, Bhasin's two hands were like two iron tongs, and their strength was surprisingly great. This guy raised his arms vigorously and lifted Sun Dasheng above his head. Then it was thrown out with a whoosh.

Sun Dasheng's entire body flew out sideways and fell heavily ten meters away. This time the fall was very strong, and the person lay on the ground for a long time and did not get up.

The scrivener turned around to go to the rescue, but several guards arrived first and carried Sun Dasheng away on a stretcher. There was blood dripping from the corner of Lao Sun's mouth, and I don't know what the injury was. The old generation stared at Bat Xin not far away, and said in his heart, boy, you wait, and settle accounts with you sooner or later!

Bazin saw the scrivener staring at him viciously, and instead of being angry, he laughed. He made a rather provocative gesture, meaning that he was up to any kind of challenge.

Although the fourth game was not won by the American and British soldiers, they were still happy, after all, the losing side was the Chinese. Winning four games in a row, he is getting closer and closer to the goal of "completely annihilating" Chinese soldiers. This is very useful for them, and the high mentality is no longer over.

The Chinese soldiers, on the other hand, were demoralized and lost four games in a row, which was not a glorious thing in any case. There are six games to come, how many can you win back? Some people are very unconvinced, every defeat is so cowardly, and they can't do it, which makes people angry and crazy.

The scrivener box stood up, and someone must stand up and take responsibility at this time, and the so-called responsibility is to win. We really can't lose again, otherwise it won't look good for the whole country.

As soon as the scrivener box came on, a white man quickly came out of the opposite camp, and this person looked a little familiar. I remembered that there was this guy when the scrivener first entered the training camp, and he was very close to the white man with the tattooed skeleton, and now they met again.

The scrivener will not forget the sandbag he ate when he first entered the door, covered in sand, and he was extremely embarrassed. Could it be that this guy threw it? Thinking that this old generation has a desire for revenge, he is looking forward to wrestling in the lottery project, and he will fall with the other party and fall him half to death!

The referee took out a note, and after reading it, announced in public: The fifth game is to dismantle guns and assemble guns.

The British and American soldiers all smiled confidently when they heard this, the Western world is the ancestor of making guns, and the most advanced weapons in the world are all from the Western world, especially the United States, Britain and Germany. Soldiers in the West have learned the performance and construction of guns since they joined the army, and it can be said that they know every bit of guns well. The Chinese soldiers, on the other hand, are too far behind, not to mention understanding the performance and structure of the guns, even the more advanced firearms in the country are scarce, and ordinary soldiers cannot reach them at all. There is an inherent disadvantage when it comes to firearms.

This competition is simply set up for them, and the Chinese want to win? God won't say yes.

The guy who appeared on the scene was called Binel Robert, a graduate of the regular military academy in the United States, who had been in the army for eight years and had been touching a gun for eight years. The performance and construction of various guns can be said to be well understood. At this time, he was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, victory was a must, and the key was how beautiful the victory was.