"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turn over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens. Even after more than 800 years, the Song Dynasty poet Xin Qiji's poem "Breaking the Array" still makes people feel murderous and majestic when they read it now. Today's battlefield of the Third Division seems to have traveled to the moment 800 years ago, around the battlefield, three meters of one post, two meters of one sentry, full of pickets on full alert, ready to guard against a big melee that may break out at any time.

The most eye-catching event selected by the top special operations soldiers is none other than wrestling. Ten kilometers of armed cross-country and 100 meters of shooting compared with it, the ornamentation is obviously much inferior, the soldiers are still martial, wrestling pays attention to fast, accurate, ruthless, recruit to see the meat, fists to the bones, the onlookers are some ten-year-old young people, the blood is strong, when the fight is fierce, I can't go into battle in person, if I meet someone I know to fight, it will have a greater incitement, and the final result of the excitement is to detonate a larger-scale melee.

"Squad leader, can you watch it all like this?" Chen Xiaolong opened his bloodshot eyes, staring at the squad leader beside him, as long as the squad leader nodded, he would immediately rush over and tear that big piece into pieces. Xiao Jie was forced to stop to a corner of the battlefield by a giant man with a height of no less than 1.85 meters, and blood flowed down his forehead, leaving hideous blood marks on his face. I never thought that Xiaojie, who is weak and can't help the wind, will have such a bloody side, in fact, he can admit defeat completely, there is no suspense about the outcome of the victory, what is he insisting on?

"Wang Xiaojie, if you don't admit defeat, you will be killed by him" Chen Xiaolong shouted hoarsely at Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie didn't seem to hear it, he wiped the blood stains on his eyes with his hand, so that he could see the big man on the opposite side more clearly. The big man grinned and slowly approached the dying Xiao Jie, he quickly threw a punch, and when Xiao Jie blocked with his hand, he quickly retracted again, and then let out a quack grin.

"This bastard" Wei Bo scolded hatefully, the big man's cat-and-mouse tactics attracted the onlookers to scold angrily, the soldiers who could not be killed, and the big bullying was invincible, coupled with such a naked humiliation, it showed his villain's heart even more.

"He wants to completely break the dam in Xiaojie's heart, when the personality is trampled to the extreme, the spiritual world will collapse, I am sure that there must be a master behind him, if it is just a normal selection competition, it is impossible to commit such a painful killer" Jia Xiong's calm analysis shocked us, we are comrades with common beliefs, not enemies of class antagonism, such behavior is simply outrageous.

"Cao Nima's, I'll kill you" Chen Xiaolong stood up suddenly, and the two pickets in front of him immediately picked up the baton in their hands vigilantly.

"Whatever you want, stand back, stand back for me," one of the pickets shouted in a fierce voice. As a veteran, he didn't want to admit that he would be scared by a recruit, but the kid in front of him, the murderous eyes made him feel frightened, he quickly glanced at the picket next to him, the latter understood, the two formed a pincer attack on Chen Xiaolong, and at the moment when Chen Xiaolong hit the cordon, two batons whistled in an arc and smashed into Chen Xiaolong's chest, and "Peng Peng" came With two muffled sounds, Chen Xiaolong's body froze for a few seconds, glared at them with blood-red eyes, and then quickly rushed towards the big guy opposite Xiao Jie.

The "grass" big man couldn't help but scold, and threw a heavy punch without hesitation, Xiaojie didn't dodge, he took a punch hard, and the big man showed a cruel smile on his face, he was very confident in the power of this punch, but the next second, he felt a sharp pain from the tip of his nose, and the burning nosebleed squirted out, and at the same time, there was a clicking bone cracking sound from the bridge of the nose, and the whole nose completely collapsed.

Xiao Jie fell down with a smile, and the moment he fell, the tower flew up and slammed into the back of the big man, who was like a frightened toad, spread his limbs and threw himself on the sand pile next to Xiao Jie, and the blood sprayed from his nostrils on the golden sand dunes, drawing a strange pattern.

Chen Xiaolong couldn't help but understand his hatred, chased after him and straddled the big man's body, stretched out his left arm and grabbed his neck, pulled back hard, and made a neat lock throat, raised his right fist and punched the big man's temple. Just as he threw his second punch, a skinny palm grabbed his arm. Chen Xiaolong raised his head and saw a skinny little guy shaking his head at him.

"Your opponent is me," the little man's words did not contain a trace of anger, but they made people feel a kind of suffocating depression.

Chen Xiaolong spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm at the big man on the ground like a dead dog, and stood up slowly, and the two pickets waiting behind him walked over in unison, hesitated for a moment, and finally dispelled the idea of handcuffing him. The big guy ended up like this is the result of his own fault, the situation he played with Xiaojie just now has reached the point of mutual indignation, in their hearts, they acquiesce to Chen Xiaolong's behavior, but this kid is really ruthless enough, three or two times to beat a vigorous and fierce man into this bear-like, it will make people shudder to think about it.

"It's up to you, I don't want people to say that I'm a bully, why don't you call the stupid big guy next to you, isn't it what you're good at bullying the small with the big and bullying the small with the more?" Chen Xiaolong smiled gloomily

"You are too arrogant, but I like it, you should feel honored to be my opponent" The little man is still unfazed, in the face of such a strong opponent, he can still be so calm and calm, which can only show that his strength is by no means ordinary.

"Since you are bent on looking for death, then go to death" Chen Xiaolong couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, this short man who didn't know whether to live or die, pretending to be deep made him extremely unhappy. He admits that solving problems with fists is very crude, but very effective.

Chen Xiaolong threw a heavy straight punch without any fancy movements, and smashed straight into the chest of the little man. The little man smiled, as nimble as an earthworm, his body shrank back half a step, and suddenly turned sideways, barely able to dodge the flying fist, his body was close to his arm, rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in place, and gently patted Chen Xiaolong's shoulder, there was an indescribable frivolity in his eyes.

"You really have the capital to be arrogant" Chen Xiaolong had to face up to this opponent, he had already lost the upper hand in the confrontation just now.

"Each other, hehe, it's time for me to make a move" After the little man finished speaking, he took two steps forward, and then Yang Qi's right leg smashed straight into Chen Xiaolong's face, with his height, such a big straight split could not have half an advantage at all, Chen Xiaolong was originally a master of using his legs, he shouted, and used the same move as the little man, in my opinion, his leg was obviously stronger, just when I was about to shout and cheer, the situation suddenly changed, the little man suddenly retracted his right leg, turned into a kick, and his heel reached the wrist of Chen Xiaolong's right leg with lightning speed, only a few tenths of a second apart, Chen Xiaolong was able to smash him to the ground。

The sound of bones breaking came from Chen Xiaolong's ankle, coupled with his deliberate humming, which made people feel particularly uncomfortable.

"Let go of him, I'll fight with you" Chen Xiaolong has no chance of winning, I don't want to see him follow in the footsteps of Xiaojie, this guy in front of me is definitely a decisive master, and the kick just now clearly wants to turn him into a waste.

"I didn't lose, I have to continue fighting" Chen Xiaolong stood up stubbornly, pressed his ankle, and a large bead of sweat immediately poured out on his forehead, and his lips had turned bloodless purple.

"Take it down" Squad Leader Zhao glared at him fiercely, Wei Bo and Jia Xiong grabbed Chen Xiaolong's shoulders left and right, and dragged him to the rest area, and the military doctor waiting there hurriedly surrounded him.

I glanced in the direction where Chen Xiaolong was sitting, he was looking at this side with an unyielding expression, I nodded to him, and then approached the short man with his head bowed in contemplation.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I can't fight you, your opponent is him" After speaking, he pointed to a tall, thin horse-faced warrior in the audience, the horse-faced warrior saw his gesture, his face showed a throbbing of eagerness, the two palms crossed back and forth pressed the joints, although far away, I could still hear the crackling sound coming from his knuckles, he was sending a signal to me, "He is a master".

The little man winked at me as he left, and then smiled inexplicably, it seemed to me that these people were all deranged madmen, thin and tall who came very quickly, jumping back and forth five meters in front of me, exchanging left and right steps, and leisurely doing warm-up exercises, I didn't know what to say, I could only stand there stunned and watch him perform.

After a few minutes, the tall and lanky man stopped jumping, made a military fist move, and then hooked his hand at me, and he showed no less momentum than the short man before. I didn't dare to be careless, and carefully calculated the strength and trajectory of my feet, and the tall and thin man on the opposite side seemed to lose patience and rushed towards me. A strong anger immediately rose in my heart, I had patiently waited for his warm-up exercise just now, and he refused to give me even this little time.

"Peng" I swept out of my leg, and the tall and thin man couldn't stop running, and hit my leg right on, losing his center of gravity, and snorting into the thick sand.

"Again, don't count the ones just now" The tall and thin man sat up with his eyes and eyebrows covered with sand, looking like he was wearing a mask made of sand, and the onlookers were all amused by this unexpected scene, and the audience burst into laughter.

The tall and thin man was angry, and rushed towards me with a loud roar, making a move that was both like a horizontal kick and a small whip leg like a side kick, this unnamed big killing move made me a little overwhelmed, in a hurry, I used the sweep just now, the result was to everyone's surprise, the tall and thin man smashed to the ground with a bang, at this moment, I finally understood the short man's inexplicable smile at me before leaving, this is not a master at all, just a prop used to bluff people. What is the purpose of doing this?

Jia Xiong frowned, constantly analyzing the situation in front of him, those men on the opposite side who were eyeing each other were definitely not the few people left on his side who could deal with them, then, the wisest choice at the moment was to abandon the game, the disparity in strength was too great, and blind recklessness could only bring humiliation on themselves.

After making up his mind, Jia Xiong explained to Wei Bo and the second general Hum Ha one by one, although everyone was unwilling to be a turtle with a shrunken head, but for Jia Xiong's judgment, they had no reason not to believe it - this was an organized and planned conspiracy.

"We, abandon the race" When Jia Xiong said this, the audience suddenly exploded, and all kinds of sarcasm poured in, Jia Xiong didn't take it to heart at all, but stared at the direction where the short man was with a smile, and the latter also looked at this side with a smile. It seems that there is no wave at all, but secretly there is an undercurrent surging, the waves are turbulent, I look at the people and horses on the left and right, I am in the middle as if I am standing in the center of the storm, perhaps, the next second, is the beginning of the storm.