Brian and Jack are a pair of "good friends".

They enlisted in the same year, and the same group entered the selection team to participate in the Navy SEALs' "Devil's Week" training selection.

Due to their outstanding performance, they both passed the selection with an elimination rate of more than 70% and entered the Navy SEALs.

Not only lucky to be teammates.

They were also assigned to the same dormitory.

What's even more coincidental is that they also have a great love for fighting and fitness, and they both have extremely strong muscles.

In addition, the appearance is tall and handsome.

If they walk down the street, wearing a little less clothes, it will even cause the girls to scream, and there is no shortage of beautiful women who take the initiative to ask them for a phone number, winking meaningfully.

However, in the face of countless beauties, Brian and Jack did not show much interest.

On the contrary, in long-term training and life, they have become "interested" in each other's muscles.

Brian is 2.01 meters tall and tall, usually eats a lot of raw eggs, protein powder, and has been doing weight training for a long time, so the muscles on his body are characterized by large, hard, like pieces of "stones", blood vessels all over the surface, full of explosive power.

Such muscles are also called "explosive muscles" and "tough guy muscles".

Jack is only 1.78 meters tall, relatively short, usually prefers to eat muscles and vegetables, rarely takes special fitness recipes, and prefers to do running and stretching training, so the muscle characteristics of his body are: overall smooth, smooth lines, weak explosiveness, but long staying power, fast running speed.

Such muscles are called "line muscles".

The styles of the two muscles are quite different.

But "Tough Guy" Brian likes the graceful lines of Jack's muscles.

Jack was envious of Brian's explosive muscles.

So in the exchange and competition of daily training, their two different styles of muscles collided and sweated in the ring every day, and gradually established a deep "foundation" and established a formal relationship.

And Director Capello's "Fist of Justice" plan this time needs a group of "muscular men" with excellent melee fighting ability to execute.

Of course, the 120 Navy SEALs present are all "muscular men", and each of them is not weak in fighting ability.

Then select the 20 strongest "muscular men" and go to the mission location to carry out the mission.

And in the process of selection.

Director Capello did not look at their fighting skills, but set a hard indicator: only fighters with a fist power of more than 400KG are eligible to participate in the mission.

This indicator is quite exaggerated.

You must know that the famous boxing champion Tyson, in the test environment, can have a strength of 800 kilograms of right fist and 500 kilograms of left fist, which can be called the existence of "monster".

The average boxing champion can reach 300-600 kilograms.

An ordinary person weighing 60 kilograms has a maximum fist power of 150 kilograms.

For people who have been trained professionally in sports, the fist power is between 250-300 kg.

The punch power is 400 kilograms, which is more than twice that of ordinary people, and it is stronger than a person who has been trained in professional sports, and in 1v1 hand-to-hand combat, you will be knocked out with almost one or two punches.

And in the fist strength test.

There was no doubt that Brian passed the test with ease, and his right hand landed 550kg of strange force, prompting an exclamation.

Brian was on the list of participants in the mission.

This makes Jack a little nervous, Brian is going on a mission, and as an inseparable good friend, he must also go with him!

In normal tests, he can only punch 380 kilograms, occasionally 390, and never reaches 400.

But in order to be able to carry out the mission with Brian, looking at the test machine in front of him, Jack gritted his teeth, took more than ten steps back, and then accelerated forward.

"Ahh

He roared and slammed his right fist the machine.

"Boom!"

A number popped up on the display of the machine: 401.

The power of love allows him to break through his limits.

"Ensign Jack, pass."

Capello nodded.

After the last 120 commandos tested their fist power, Capello found that there were only 13 people with more than 400 punches, and some of the big men who looked powerful could only punch 356.

He was a little disappointed, so he simply gave up the next fighting skills test, and selected 7 more players with a fist strength of more than 380 kg to enrich the action team.

This is the completion of the selection of personnel

……

The next day.

Head to a large airliner on the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Wearing a short coat and shorts, the team members were a little apprehensive.

After all, the place where they carried out their top-secret mission was a formidable giant country.

"Brian, do you think our 'vacation' will be a success? We only have five minutes to complete the mission, and we must rush into the villa within five minutes, 'dispose of' the mission target, and then quickly flee to the coast, take a speedboat to the open sea, and enter the submarine that picks us up...... Is five minutes enough? ”

Jack raised his concerns.

"Five minutes is enough."

Brian was full of confidence, raised his muscular arm, and said contemptuously: "Those yellow chicks, I can kill one with one punch, and ten in three minutes...... Mr. Capello is still too cautious, and I think sending 10 people is enough. ”

"You're right."

Jack nodded, but he had a vague feeling in his heart.

……

June 23, at three o'clock in the morning.

Junting Villa.

A group of sneaky figures came to the gate of this villa area.

Seeing the security gate more than three meters high in front of them, they stepped on the backs of some personnel and climbed it at a very fast speed.

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

The doorman, who was dozing off in the sentry box, was awakened by the unusual noise, walked out of the sentry box, and asked loudly.

"Hehe~"

Brian smirked, grabbed him by the shoulder, and pulled him forward, his thick arm caught his neck, and then forced.

There was a crisp click, and the doorman's neck was strangled by him.

"Let's go, go to Villa 8!"

Twenty muscular men quickened their pace and trotted towards Villa 8.

Suddenly!

Their pace slowed and they looked ahead in some surprise.

About twenty bodyguards in suits and leather shoes walked out of Villa 8 and greeted them.

"Kill them!"

Brian waved his hand, and these bodyguards came out just in time.

Wow~

The two groups of people accelerated at the same time and quickly collided together.

Seconds after the collision, Brian heard several extremely terrible screams.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Turning his head, he saw a scene of tearing eyes.

In the dim street light of the flower bed, he actually saw the hand of a suit-clad bodyguard, punched into the body of a teammate, entered through the front chest and pierced the back, and the teammate spat out a large piece of blood from his mouth.

It's like living out.

I saw another teammate's head, bombarded by the fist of a suit bodyguard, exploding like a watermelon.

Another teammate was flying at a height of two meters, his ribs "clicking", his chest half collapsed, and there was no movement after he fell to the ground.

"Ahh Go to hell! ”

Seeing a bodyguard in a suit rush up to him, Brian threw a punch with all his might, trying to smash the opponent's head.

The bodyguard in the suit did not retreat at all, and came with a punch.

"Boom!" The two sides collided with each other's fists.

"Click!"

"Ahh

An unspeakable pain reached Brian's brain, and he couldn't help but scream, and his right arm turned into a noodle and went soft...... The bones inside were shattered.

The suit-clad bodyguard in front of him was not only unharmed, but also threw a punch like lightning as if he was carrying out a fixed procedure.

"Devil, you devil!"

Brian threw a left hand to block.

"Click!"

The bones of his left hand were also broken.

"Ahh

Brian, who had both hands gone, screamed extremely terrible.

The bodyguard in the suit didn't pause, and coldly punched him in the chest, extremely fast!

Brian shifted his pace and turned sideways, dodging the fatal punch.

turned his head to look, but was shocked to see: it may not even be a minute, and of the 20 teammates who came to perform the mission together, only his friend Jack was still dodging in a panic, not daring to carry it, and the rest had all fallen in a pool of blood.

"Jack, Run!"

I don't know why, at this most dangerous juncture, Brian shouted this sentence at the only surviving friend.

Hear him shouting.

Jack complied, turned and ran, shouting at him, "Brian, run!" ”

But at this time, Jack's reminder was too late, and an extremely fast fist hit Brian's back, and the punch force of thousands of kilograms made him fly forward three meters, shattering his right shoulder blade.

Brian spat out a mouthful of blood, sat up on his knees with an explosive force, and shouted at Jack, who turned back from time to time, "Jack, Run!" ”

Burst!

A fist harder than iron slammed into his back and out of his chest, breaking his spine and shattering his heart by the way.

stared blankly at the bloody fist in front of him.

Brian's consciousness was rapidly dissipating.

In the last remaining blurred vision, he rushed back as if he saw Jack go berserk, and then fell into the beating of the suit-clad bodyguards.