After lunch, Xu Hongying gathered all the guerrillas and special combat personnel and put them on standby at the training ground.

Jin Donglai also gathered all of them, and the two sides formed a confrontational formation, there were too many people, a whole regiment, and Xu Hongying's troops were less than a hundred!

Jin Xiaowen said with interest: "Hey! Captain Xu, there are too few of you, so let's select ten players each to have this friendship contest, okay? ”

Xu Hongying nodded: "Okay, you can do whatever you say!" Our people are casual! ”

"Good! Then I'll start choosing! Jin Xiaowen selected ten people from her commando, originally the commando team was the elite of the **, the king of soldiers, so Jin Xiaowen's choice was correct.

Xu Hongying also attaches great importance to it, there are a total of twelve of his special combat personnel, except for machine gunners and explosive disposal men, the rest are exactly ten! So you don't have to pick at all, just go straight to battle!

Jin Xiaowen is in charge of the referee, holding the red flag, the first person to play on the Eighth Route Army's side is Wang Zhenyang, and ** here, it is Deng Biao, the deputy captain of the commando, with a strong physique and good kung fu!

The two confronted each other without moving, Jin Xiaowen raised the green flag, and the two began to swim, Wang Zhenyang is a seed player specially cultivated by Xu Hongying, maybe because of Wang Lihua, he takes good care of Wang Zhenyang, so Wang Zhenyang is much more capable than other special combat players!

Deng Biao couldn't hold his breath, rushed over with an arrow step, and with a heavy punch, the black tiger plucked out his heart and went straight to Wang Zhenyang's heart! Wang Zhenyang turned to one side, grabbed Deng Biao's wrist, and pulled it, Deng Biao rushed forward involuntarily, Wang Zhenyang didn't wait for him to stand firm, grabbed his belt, went back, and fell to the ground with a "plop"! Deng Biao grinned in pain!

He was so angry that he flew up and kicked up, very fierce, Wang Zhenyang smiled slightly, and suddenly rose into the air, a big split leg in the air, and knocked Deng Biao to the ground, this time it was really not light, I didn't get up for a long time!

Wang Zhenyang waited for a while, then stepped forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Vice Captain Deng, I have accepted!" Deng Biao took his hand and stood up without saying a word, and suddenly the cold light in his hand flashed, and it went straight to Wang Zhenyang's heart!

Wang Zhenyang frowned, he didn't dodge at all, he grabbed his wrist with a "bang", and shook it hard with a "gaba", Deng Biao's wrist was shaken and dislocated! It hurts so much that he grins! The knife in his hand is gone!

Wang Zhenyang lifted Deng Biao up, circled twice, and was about to throw it out: "Zhenyang, let go!" Xu Hongying's voice was not high, but it was definitely powerful, Wang Zhenyang hatefully put Deng Biao's down and stepped aside.

Jin Xiaowen's face was very ugly, she stepped forward, looked at Deng Biao and said, "Deng Biao, you are really good, you really give ** a long face!" Know what to do! They are the Eighth Route Army, friendly troops, not little devils! What do you want? Dead hand, you! Hurry up, what to do! ”

Deng Biao gritted his teeth, picked up the knife on the ground, and stabbed his ribs with his backhand! Wang Zhenyang was closest to him, and kicked his knife away: "Eh, brother, they are all standing and peeing, what a big deal!" If you go to the battlefield and you do the same to the little devils, I, Wang Zhenyang, admire you! If you can't beat you, you have to use a knife, and you can't wait for the little devil to kill you! ”

Deng Biao's face turned red when he said this, and he hugged his fists and said: "I'm sorry brother, it's my Deng Biao villain!" You're not a devil, so far, I've committed a foul and deserve to be punished! ”

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