The fat man didn't choose anyone, he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Just you, come together." ”The freedom fighters had already seen that this hated fat man was not pleasing to the eye, and when they heard him looking for death like this, they wanted to rush up, but they saw that the fat man shouted slowly and logically: "Slow ......" and "me." ”The crowd of onlookers next to him was almost driven crazy by the fat man, and everyone was ready to beat him, so he stopped at this time.What trick does he want to play?
Could it be that he used to sell bullshit plasters, and he didn't practice just talking?
The fat man moved his muscles and bones for a moment, and said with a smile: "Fighting, I'm afraid that everyone will be hurt and angry." ”The freedom fighters are about to collapse, what does this fat man mean, everyone spits on each other without fighting?
You can't spray thirty shots in one mouth!
The fat man said leisurely: "That's it, this is my first time coming to this base, you have been here for a long time and the environment is more familiar than me, and I don't want to bully people, let's just play a game, street fighting, will you?"
”This is a kind of training in which a dagger-like pen is held in the hand, and the opponent is determined to win or lose by drawing marks on the opponent in hand-to-hand combat while hiding and chasing each other.This is one of the most essential training for freedom fighters, who will fight in the future in riots in high-rise cities.As soon as they heard that the fat man actually challenged this, and it was a pair of thirty, the freedom fighters felt that this fat man was too ignorant of life and death!
If there is a fight, it is really impossible for everyone to rush up in front of everyone, after all, it is a student of Algarfar, although it is a little unpleasant, as soon as he comes to the base, he will be on top with everyone, but with Algarfar's prestige, no fighter dares to disobey the orders of the students he sent.Seeing that a soldier brought a training simulation dagger, the fat man chose one casually and said, "Let's start." ”When the freedom fighters picked up the simulated dagger one after another, the fat man had disappeared without a trace, and everyone in the field was shocked, you know, the position where the fat man stood was also dozens of meters away from the nearest building, and the hallway and stairs were all full of people.A regimental commander waved his hand, and the freedom fighters scattered under his leadership, chasing in the direction where the fat man ran.They didn't pay attention to the echo of each other, after all, it was thirty to one, and if they gathered together to play hand-to-hand combat, this face would be lost.The freedom fighters dispersed into the scattered buildings of the base, which appeared to be empty due to the crowd gathered outside.All the spectators knew the rules, they remained calm, and there was no change in their gaze, and what the freedom fighters didn't know was that behind them, two onlookers couldn't help but laugh.A fat man in the crowd was like a spectator, looking with interest in the direction of the freedom fighters, only two people noticed him, and even a middle-aged man standing next to him didn't notice that everyone's targets were standing beside him, and he even gave way sideways at the fat man's request.The only two people who showed this fat man posing as an audience in a serious way also noticed it inadvertently, and when they saw the person next to them who didn't know when they were standing here, they almost screamed.In their subconscious, they didn't know when this guy was standing here, as if he had been standing here since the beginning, as if the man who was challenging the freedom fighters in the middle of the field was his twin.In order not to affect the rules, the two onlookers looked away, and in just a moment, the fat man disappeared, and they couldn't help but look for it, but they couldn't find it.Others were about to burst out laughing, a fat man like a fat mouse, shrunken his head and shrunk behind the corners and gaps in the crowd behind the freedom fighters, his movements were very dexterous and agile, his head bowed and bent to shuttle, always choosing the most suitable route, without alarming the crowd to give way to him.The onlookers saw it very clearly, and the six freedom fighters, who lazily walked at the end, and seemed absent-minded about such a game, were poked into their vests by mock daggers in an instant.It's too fast, the fat man's degree is like lightning, and the route he chooses is extremely precise, starting from the sudden burst of ice out of the crowd and killing one person to the end of the sixth person, but only three seconds!
Enough is enough!
Sanjad and the two guides looked at each other, and he almost wanted to stop.This handicraft is unmatched in this base!
This Algarfar's disciple is not a straw bag, he is a professional warrior who has been through a hundred battles, and his movement skills are definitely honed in the fire of artillery and in the struggle to the death!
Cunning, decisive, vicious.It is almost impossible to describe such a professional warrior who wanders obscenely in the shadows!
No wonder!
No wonder Hopkins died at his hands.Sanjad regretted that he had not given the freedom fighters information about this man beforehand.Now, he can only stand here and be silent!
Half out of curiosity, the other half, he believes that the students of Algarfar understand what they are doing.These warriors, who regard death as home, do have an unspeakable paranoia.The figure of the fat man followed the freedom fighters and disappeared into the complex, rooms, corridors, windows, stairs, prey turned into hunters, and one after another the freedom fighters quietly withdrew from this cat-and-mouse game with the traces of the deadly parts.Ten minutes later, when the fat man walked out with a smile on his face, the thirty-three freedom fighters who had competed with him were already standing in the middle of the field.This time, they lined up, neat, solemn, but a little unconvinced.The fat man smiled and said, "I know you're still a little unconvinced, so let's bring the simulated sniper rifle and let's play sniper." ”The onlookers and the fighters were silent, judging from the alleyway fight just now, this fat man was definitely a master of vanishing stealth, and he was the top fighter among snipers.Although he has not yet wielded his sniping methods, as soon as this game method was proposed, everyone felt that it was very unoptimistic.Sixteen of the best snipers were elected, and the fat man's thirty-meter disappear sneak made three of them drop their guns directly.The remaining thirteen scattered and chose their own sniper positions, and they were in two opposite directions with the fat man, one south and one north.A freedom fighter hides under a window and observes the buildings to the north through a covert periscope, and the sniper must find his target without revealing himself, usually placing himself in a safe position until he finds it.The electronic lookout lens of the head peep had just risen halfway, and the top of his head was hit by the particle signal of the simulated sniper rifle, he sighed, the instrument on his body to determine the winner or loser showed that he had been judged out, and at this time, he didn't even have the opportunity to find an opponent, he really couldn't understand, although this wall could be penetrated by a sniper rifle, but how could the fat man holding a simulated sniper rifle without infrared know that he was hiding here!
The second sniper was deceived by revealing a helmet-like piece on the north roof, and he had just reached out of a hidden corner with his simulated sniper rifle out.Subsequently, the endless deception of the fat man in the north completely hit the confidence of these snipers, this guy is a natural liar, he knows the psychology of snipers too well, several times, snipers can almost determine that this is an illusion created by the opponent, but the target is too realistic and tempting, they can escape one deception, but they can't escape one deception after another.Moreover, from beginning to end, this obscene fat man has not shown any trace of him, and what is exposed to sight is one trap after another.It is difficult to argue between truth and falsehood.When there were only three snipers left, the fat man appeared, and he ran through one window after another, through cracks in doors, and behind low walls, luring the three most composed snipers with himself.No one can calm down, dynamic sniping challenges static sniping, that's simply looking for death.However, the fat man's gun was too accurate, and when the three snipers were judged out, they realized that the fat man had already determined his position, and since the sniper rifle could not penetrate the cover where he was, all he needed was a chance to shoot.What dynamic vs. static, this fat man moves for a moment, his actions again and again are simply creating thinking habits, when his own preemptive aim at his next possible location, he has already aimed at his hidden direction, waiting for himself to be exposed.This liar!
The defeat of thirteen snipers silenced the freedom fighters at the real military base.Seeing the fat man walking out slowly with a sniper rifle, a tall freedom fighter finally couldn't help it, he rushed to the fat man and shouted: "What kind of ability are you so sneaky, you have the ability to fight with me!"
You're still not a man, you're too insidious!
”The fat man looked at this five-year-old and three-thick guy, turned his head and said to the other freedom fighters: "He is the best fighter among you?"
”The warriors shook their heads, and Oberto, who was on the side, smiled and said, "He doesn't count, but he's the most beaten."
When it comes to hand-to-hand combat, he's second. ”The fat man looked at the red-faced freedom fighter in front of him and said with a smile: "Then call your first fighter in hand-to-hand combat, and I'll play with you two." ”A person came out of the crowd, it was the platoon commander who stood up just now, the fat man looked at his thin body and legs and knew that this person's explosive power was absolutely strong, and a pair of legs had been trained.The fat man took a step back, distanced himself from the two opponents, and beckoned, "Come on!"
”The big man couldn't help it anymore, and stepped forward with a straight punch, and the platoon leader quickly grabbed the fat man's flank, and swept the fat man's waist with a side kick, which was very fierce.If this kick is replaced by ordinary people, it is really difficult to deal with, if you use your arm, you will definitely be directly kicked off by this kick!
The fat man almost crashed into the arms of the big man in front of him at the same time as the platoon leader's legs, the action was incredibly fast, he held the big man's fist with one hand although the strength was large but insufficient, and the back elbow of the other hand hit the big man's chest, because he was in the arms of the big man, the platoon commander's side kick could not pose a threat to him at all, the platoon commander kicked the air, and without hesitation, he rotated three hundred and sixty degrees in the direction of the strength of his right leg, turned around and hit the back leg, and went straight to the fat man's face.Before he could get up, with a soft click, one of the big man's arms had been removed by the fat man, and the other arm had also been twisted by the fat man with a grappling technique, and he had completely lost his combat effectiveness.Seeing that the platoon leader's side legs went straight to the front door, the fat man pressed the big man with both hands, and with the help of a kick, he directly kicked on the platoon leader's calf.The platoon commander dodged with his strength, his right leg was like a flying iron rod, and it was a sweep like a meteor, and the fat man had already let go of the big man at this time, his eyes flashed, and he almost drew a scoop as usual, picked up a kick and kicked it with the platoon commander fiercely.It's so ruthless that the onlookers can't help but turn their faces away, and their teeth are sore and their backs are numb!
A trace of pain flashed on the platoon commander's face, and he gritted his teeth and slapped his leg.The fat man didn't change his moves, he kicked the platoon leader hard with the exact same whip leg, and the work on the legs of both of them was first-class, like two big iron rods hitting each other, extremely strong.Don't say it, it's sore to think about.This time, the platoon commander finally couldn't stand it, his legs could no longer be lifted, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.The fat man couldn't get enough of it, and he kicked it on the metal mobile frame next to it that simulated a sniper rifle, and broke two sniper rifles in succession, bending a metal frame beam."
Hissm..."
There are gasps all around, this fat man who doesn't seem to be a threat is such a ruthless character, is this human thing, his legs are made of iron or steel, it's too numb!
In shock, the audience was dead silent, and the needle drop could be heard.The fat man turned his head, glanced at all the freedom fighters present, and smiled, "I'm just a fat man, what's the matter?"
”Not a single one answered.How to answer, who dares to laugh at such a person, and who is qualified to laugh at him?
People should be so arrogant, the freedom fighters remembered the teasing and ridicule when they first saw this fat man, and they couldn't find a crack in the ground to get in!
The fat man shouted coldly: "Assemble!
”The soldiers stood in the queue as quickly as possible, and not only them, but even the ordinary soldiers who were watching on the side also joined the assembled ranks, and the field was full of neat queues.The fat man's voice sounded on the field: "I know your psychology and the suffering of your nation, but this is not an excuse for you to disregard your own lives and trample on the dignity of others!"
”"In my mind, the Freedom Front has a bunch of iron warriors with enthusiasm and loyalty, and iron discipline, not a group of cowards who only know bigoted nationalism!""
Teacher Russell sent me, not to let me take everyone to death!
On the battlefield, it is easy to die, but can you win with such sacrifices, I tell you now, no!
Your sacrifice doesn't even mean anything!
You think you're heroes, phew!
Heroes, it's not like you who don't know how to cherish life and respect others!
”"Did you see the competition just now?
You can call me mean, call me shameless, call me a liar.However, the person who competed with me just now is not qualified to say such a thing, because you are already dead, and the dead are not qualified to accuse others, and it is the victor like me who speaks, and the living person is the winner!
”"I'm here today to give you a word, this is not the age of knights, not the time when you and the enemy will die face to face, what you need to learn is to live, to live and fight more torturous than to die happily!
What you need to learn is how to destroy the enemy, not how to destroy yourself!
”"If you don't know how to respect others, you won't get the respect of others, and if you don't know how to cherish life, you don't deserve to win, you look at yourself, in addition to being more afraid of death than others, which of you are like a truly brave warrior!
Don't let me laugh at you as hero-looking cowards!
Disband!
”Tian Xingjian had a cold face, turned around and walked into the conference room with the three guides.Left behind a landless self-esteem and thinking.
(To be continued)