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One-third of the officers of the 1st Brigade and below were admitted to the selection team of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team, but all this did not prevent the normal work and training of the regiments, companies and platoons.

For the Dragon Soul warriors, the selection has left them, and all that remains is training to improve their strength to meet future battles.

The fighters quickly returned to their posts, and the soldiers who were promoted followed the regiment commander to the knockout tournament again, thirty people, only ten people advanced, three of them must be eliminated two, although the proportion is very large, but for the soldiers of a regiment, they will come back, but they have another chance to be promoted.

When the company commander is gone, one soldier will be promoted to officer, the deputy company commander will be promoted to company commander, some of the three platoon commanders will be promoted from second lieutenant to lieutenant, and the first brigade of several thousand soldiers will only go out of the ten novels, and some of these ten people will be eliminated from the highest hall of honor.

All the soldiers are doing now is to pay attention, wait and see, and look forward to the birth of the Super Soldier King of the Dragon Soul Corps and the birth of the military soul.

Ninety strong warriors of the 1st Brigade gathered on the coast, and the commander of the 1st Brigade glanced at the soldiers who drew their swords from their waists: "You will fight in the rough sea, as long as you are still standing and do not fall, you are the victor." ”

The Dragon Soul Sword in the hand of the commander of the first brigade pointed at the Yin Red on the western coastline, and the sun set in the west and was almost dusk: "Listen to my order to enter the sea, and when the sound of my guns echoes in your ears, the fight begins, go!" ”

The warriors rushed to the churning sea as fast as they could, and the horror of the slapping did not shake the upright bodies of the warriors.

The brush-dragon soul sword returned to its scabbard, and the commander of the first brigade slowly pulled out the matching gun.

The warriors nervously guarded against the competitors who were only two steps away from each other, and glared angrily at the enemies they were facing, picking their own targets to defend themselves against the enemy's attack.

Bang! The sound of gunfire shook the sea, startling the seagulls to suddenly rise from the calm sea.

Ninety warriors suddenly shook their figures, and at the first moment they drowned in the sea with their nearest opponent in their arms, rolling in the roaring sea, scuffling, and fighting to the death.

One by one, the warriors showed their figures in the sea lang, raised their fists and slammed them into the sea lang, and then the floating warriors turned over and were twisted by the warriors under X, and they also raised their arms and roared to attack.

The sun was setting, the night was gradually darkening, and one by one the fighters were knocked down by their opponents, got up and fell down their opponents, and were dizzy from being hit by heavy blows again, and were deeply submerged in the sea, and were slapped on the beach by the rolling sea, and one by one the fighters were unconscious on the edge of the sea.

The blood stained the boiling sea red, and the night became darker and darker, and the figure of Li Dazhu appeared under the moonlight, he carried a warrior, fell down one after another, and then raised his fist and struck hard.

Wang Xiaomo was hit in the head by one of his opponents, his body shook, and he was drowned in Hailang, his opponent pounced on the other person again, Wang Xiaomo was knocked unconscious, and the slapping Hailang sent him to the coast, to the beach, and hit with the already unconscious warrior.

Fighting, hand-to-hand fighting, fighting to the death, when the full moon hung high, only one warrior was still standing in the sea, revealing Li Dazhu's red eyes through the moonlight, like a devil: "Ah......"

Li Dazhu clenched his fists, looked up to the sky and roared, and his body slowly fell.

None of the ninety fighters finally left standing, and when Li Dazhu's roaring sea slammed into the coast, the commander of the first brigade stared coldly at the soldiers.

"Count the number of people and see if anyone dies." The commander of the first brigade gritted his teeth and said, the madness of the soldiers made his heart already boil like a volcano, the king of soldiers, what he saw in front of him was the real king of soldiers, even if he couldn't enter the dragon soul special combat team, he would establish a special combat team belonging to the first brigade.

However, he was not the only one who thought the same way, and the other eleven brigade commanders had the same feelings.

"Report, ninety people, one is not less?" A fighter reported.

The commander of the first brigade quietly looked at the unconscious faces of the soldiers, recalling the fights he had never seen, these soldiers, even the brigade commander, he did not dare to guarantee that as a soldier was as good as them, he could defeat one of them.

What are they, the top existence of his brigade of soldiers, the top thirty strong fighters in terms of comprehensive strength, and no one is better than them.

"Looking at them, the top ten who stood up were promoted, and they were sent to the headquarters three days later and handed over to the young marshal." The commander of the first brigade said, staring at the soldiers on the shore with fine eyes.

Hand-to-hand combat made the physical strength and spirit of the fighters be blown clean, and only the first to stand up was the strongest.

It doesn't matter if you're the last to fall, if you don't stand up first, you're just a dead man on the battlefield, and the enemy who stands up will make up for it in the heart.

An hour later, Li Dazhu's hand shook slightly, he suddenly opened his eyes, stood up with his fists clenched and trembling, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Li Dazhu is promoted!" The commander of the first brigade stared at Li Dazhu, flashed a fine light, and roared suddenly, echoing in the quiet night sky.

Then one after another warriors stood up tremblingly, also on guard with hostility.

"Wire Dragon Advance!"

"Wang Xiaomo is promoted!"

"Ouyang Hu is promoted!"

"Zhao Gang has been promoted!"

"Hong Iron Hammer advances!"

"Yuan Puzhang is promoted!"

"Zhao Gang has been promoted!"

"Linghu Fei is promoted!"

"Guo Liangzhen is promoted!"

"Get out of the line!" The commander of the 1st Brigade ordered in a cold voice.

Twelve brigades staged the same scene as a regiment, and one by one the brigade commanders roared the names of the promoted.

The original dragon soul warriors of the ten people were not the most powerful, and the eighty people who were eliminated were jealous, envious, and reverent, watching the ten people who had been promoted go farther and farther under the leadership of the brigade commander.

"Li Cripple, Iron Hammer, Zhao Gang, Xiao Mo, Huzi!" Yang Luo yelled, and the footsteps of the five people paused, but it was only a pause, and continued to follow the footsteps of the brigade commander under the order of the brigade commander.

"Be sure to stay!"

Yang Luotou, Zhang Xiaoshun, Gu Xiangzi, Cui Sangen, their eyes were condensed, staring at the backs of Li Dazhu and the five people farther and farther away.

The same eighty people looked at the backs of the ten people, clenched their fists, and watched the backs of the ten people farther and farther away in the cold moonlight, they carried the hope of the first brigade, carried their hope, the hope of the soldiers of the first brigade......

The same scene was played out in the twelve brigades, and the ten fighters who had advanced from each brigade pulled a long shadow farther and farther away under the gaze of the soldiers.

They are the strongest, the strongest of the Dragon Soul Warriors, and the closest goal in the hearts of the Dragon Soul Warriors now, they carry out the selection and assessment of the Dragon Soul Special Combat Team with the highest honor of each brigade, and there is the highest honor hall of the Dragon Soul Warriors.

The Dragon Soul Special Combat Team brings together the strongest of the Dragon Soul Corps.