When the voice sounded, when the two were still, the staff hidden in the shadows were stunned for a while, wondering what was going on? What's going on?

Through the dim light, I saw a person lying on the ground, one hand in the posture of holding a gun, the index finger against the chest of the soldier above, the heart, and the lipstick in the hand, representing a gun or a knife, once it was drawn at the opponent's vital point, it represented a one-hit kill. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this moment, the soldier who was above withdrew his hand and slowly retreated, ignoring the drenched sweat, letting his clothes flow over his face, and the whole person just stared, and stood there, waiting for the person on the ground to stand up, although he could not see the other party's appearance clearly.

The soldier with ten tokens stood up with a carp, instantly turned over and jumped up, and stood there steadily, the tense atmosphere just now was immediately relieved, relaxed, and the air was no longer filled with the qi of confrontation, and the hostility no longer existed.

The defeated soldier looked at the opponent in front of him, a vague figure in the darkness, his voice was neither happy nor sad, and said again: "The reason why I lost is not that my strength is not as good as yours, it does not mean that my moves are weaker than yours, and I am not skilled in you, but I am defeated by your strategy." ”

"Even so, I am convinced, and I have no complaints, no matter what, as the marshal said, stratagem is also a manifestation of strength."

"Okay, I've lost, and the five tokens are yours."

The victorious soldier didn't say anything, but walked slowly, bowed down and picked up the token on the ground, put it on his belt, caressed the fifteen tokens with satisfaction, and left straight away.

At this moment, the whistle sounded, the first game was officially over, and the defeated soldier sighed, and then left, followed by the man who already had fifteen tokens, wanting to see who that person was, and the force value faintly felt like it was overpowering him.

The square in front of the training building was full of people, and in the center were the fifty soldiers who participated in the competition this morning, standing there neatly, although a little embarrassed and a little tired, but still maintaining the appearance of the queue, they all had the same expression, old-fashioned, without the slightest emotion, although each of them already knew their results, whether to go, or stay, whether to qualify for the next round of the competition?

Fifty people stood there, watching the crowd and talking incessantly.

"Hey, you said that so many people came out in advance, and there are still enough ten people left?"

"I counted it just now, and after the whistle ended, only nine people came out, which is definitely not enough for ten places."

"No, if every tryout is like this, and it is not certain that there will be fifty people in the end, how can the next round of fifty elite tryouts be held?" One sighed and said in disbelief.

At this moment, a group of people crowded over from the periphery, led by Zhao Xiang, who was presiding over the game, crossed the crowd, came to the front of the fifty soldiers, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a sonorous voice: "At this moment, even if I don't say it, I think you must have a number in your heart, and you know whether you are qualified to enter the next round of finals." ”

However, the fifty soldiers did not care, and did not move, still with an unfazed expression, and none of them responded, quietly, just quietly, waiting for the final verdict, only the crowd in the distance was a little noisy, a little noisy, looking at this side, and gradually, it also quieted down.

"Even though you have your own results in mind, out of the flow of the game and respect for you, as well as for the crowd of onlookers, I would like to announce the final result of the game."

When Zhao Xiang said these words, he first slowly glanced at the soldiers, and then glanced at the crowd of onlookers, his voice high-pitched and emotional.

"Yes~Yes~, we watched all morning and waited for so long, just for the final result, to see who enters the finals and gets a place in the first game." A voice rang out from the crowd, shouting, immediately echoed by the others.

Zhao Xiang raised his hands and motioned for everyone to be quiet, he still had something to say, and the result was announced.

"I'm announcing that eight people will enter the first selection round and qualify for the next round of finals for the fifty elite spots."

As the words fell, the aftermath was still echoing, for a while, there was silence all around, and the crowd of onlookers looked incredulous, and when it ended, they clearly saw that there were nine people coming out, how could there be only eight people, even if it was fifty soldiers, forty-nine of them were the same, most of them were puzzled.

Unaware of the change in the atmosphere around him, Zhao Xiang continued to announce, telling the story of those people who had been qualified, the number of tokens they had received, and their names.

"The first place, Zhao Hu, got fifteen tokens."

"The second place money is talented, and you will get five tokens."

"The third place, Gao Ziang, got four tokens."

......

The crowd was in an uproar again, but they didn't expect the gap between the first place and the back to be so big that they were far ahead. Even so, the crowd of onlookers and forty-nine soldiers were still puzzled and puzzled, how could there be only eight people?

When Zhao Xiang finished reading the list, the sighs continued, all of which were dissatisfied.

"The result is not right, obviously there are nine people left in the end, how can there be only eight people when they walk out of the training building?"

Looking at the boiling crowd, the doubts continued, Zhao Xiang just panicked for a moment, immediately regained his composure, and quickly explained loudly: "Listen to me, listen to me, it's not like you see, among the last nine people, one of them has no tokens, so the quota will be decided, and it will be determined that only eight people will qualify for the next round of the competition." ”

It seems that Zhao Xiang's reputation is very high, everyone knows him, but he shouted slightly, and the chaotic crowd immediately quieted down, and after knowing the reason, he stopped making noise and accepted this explanation.

However, at this moment, when everyone had accepted this interpretation, a discordant voice rang out, breaking that balance, leaving Zhao Xiang in embarrassment, threatening the authority of his interpretation, and smelling of blatant provocation.

"Report, the rules of this competition only say that the key place is attacked, which means that people are eliminated by death, and it does not mean that those who do not have tokens will be disqualified from entering the next round of finals."

"Therefore, you are wrong, the quota is not eight, but nine."

In an instant, the surroundings fell into silence, and even Zhao Xiang was dumbfounded and couldn't refute it, because the person who suddenly spoke out was right, the one who persevered to the end, without the token, did not mean that he would lose his qualifications and could not enter the next round of the competition, and he did not violate the selection rules.

So, the final number should be nine.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately got a response from other people, and they agreed very much, and the echoes continued, Zhao Xiang was a little at a loss for a while, and he had never encountered this situation.

Following the prestige, everyone looked in one direction, it was the position of the first place Zhao Hu, and the person who said these words was him, the first place in this selection competition, the absolute leader, without the slightest objection.

At this moment, whether it was the crowd of onlookers or the soldiers standing upright, their eyes were full of hope, hoping to do something for that soldier or comrade-in-arms.

They are no longer opponents, but comrades-in-arms who have experienced five years of ups and downs, and the deepest feelings are comrades-in-arms, and they are no longer competitors, so why not fight for their brothers? Maybe this comrade-in-arms is not familiar with it, and he is not a member of his own company, but the forty-nine people have a tacit understanding and try their best to keep this place.

After five years of wind and rain training, and all kinds of devilish tempering, Yang Lin not only instilled the idea of being loyal to himself, but also made them always adhere to the belief that they can block bullets for their comrades, even if they are in a competitive state, they cannot compete viciously.

At this moment, there was no order, no call, everyone looked at Zhao Xiang, under the thousands of eyes, gradually, Zhao Xiang felt the slightest pressure, and there was a fine sweat flowing out of his unconscious brain, after all, he was just a scientist, a weapons researcher, not a soldier, and his ability to resist pressure was not strong.

On this occasion, under everyone's ardent hope, when Zhao Xiang didn't know how to choose, a loud voice crossed the silent sky, echoed in the four fields, and reached everyone's ears, full of majesty, exuding the meaning of the final judgment, everyone felt very familiar, Zhao Xiang was even brighter, and there was a sense of relief.

"Haha, that's right, not having a token doesn't mean losing the qualification to enter the next round, in that case, the result of the first game is a nine-man win."

In an instant, whether it was the onlookers or the soldiers who participated in the competition, their expressions were solemn in an instant, full of crazy worship, their bodies were tense, they stood more and more straight, their eyes remained unchanged, and they still looked straight ahead.

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