Since I was a special force, I started to counterattack

Chapter 28 I'll do it for you? (Fourth watch for tickets)

Sure enough, Hong Bin pulled the second platoon leader's wrist towards his arms, and grabbed the belt with the other hand. He squatted slightly with his legs, exerted strength on his waist, and roared, directly lifted the second platoon leader over his head, and fell to the ground desperately. on the ground.

"Emma!" Lei Yan covered his eyes in fright.

This time, I can't fall to pieces. I can't imagine what the consequences would be if it were me. I guess I would have to go to the ambulance directly.

The leader of the second platoon is not an ordinary person. He has a golden bell cover and an iron cloth shirt to protect his body, and has the ability to resist blows in rounds.

After he landed, he quickly rolled forward for two weeks, one to relieve his strength, and the other to avoid Hong Bin's continuous attacks.

How could Hong Bin stop there, stepping forward with his long legs, he raised his legs and kicked, and went straight to the chin of the second row leader.

If this kick hits the target, even the golden bell cover will be seriously injured and unconscious.

The second platoon leader hadn't stood up yet, and when he saw a kick coming, he quickly crossed his hands in front of his chest, protecting his chin.

"boom--"

There was a muffled sound, and a heavy kick kicked his arms. The second platoon leader felt as if he had been hit by a car, and he flew upside down and fell to the ground with a plop.

Before he could react, he felt a tightness around his waist, and was picked up by Hong Bin again, and lifted above his head again.

"It's over bro!"

Hong Bin chuckled, raised his right knee, and slammed the second platoon leader at his knee.

This is a terrible trick. If it hits the ground, it will be a trivial matter to break the waist, and it will kill people if it is not done well.

Lao Pao almost rushed up in a hurry, Lei Yan turned his face sideways and didn't dare to look at it, thinking what kind of tricks he should use to deal with such a big monster, after much deliberation, he couldn't figure out why, he could only be thankful that he didn't play .

At this time, the second platoon leader suddenly stretched out his arms and put his arms around Hong Bin's neck during the fall.

Due to too much force, Hong Bin couldn't hold back his strength, and was led by the second platoon leader to bend down suddenly, and the two fell to the ground at the same time.

The leader of the second platoon turned over and clasped Hong Bin's wrist with one move. With a twist of his body, his legs pressed against his neck. Using his thigh as a fulcrum, he pressed his arm backwards and quickly made a cross, holding Hong Bin to the ground. Lock it firmly.

How could Hong Bin give in obediently, struggled desperately, grabbed the ankle of the second row leader with his right hand, and pulled it out desperately.

Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, the second platoon leader suddenly exerted force and snapped his arm back.

"what--"

The severe pain caused Hong Bin to scream. He kicked his legs and twisted his body, but he couldn't break free.

Once the cross locking technique is completed, it is very difficult to break free. As long as the difference in strength is not too great, the arm can be easily broken.

After struggling several times, Hong Bin finally couldn't bear the severe pain, and he slapped the ground helplessly to admit defeat.

The leader of the second row let out a long breath, slowly let go of his hand, struggled to get up, and stretched out his hand to pull Hong Bin up, fully demonstrating the style of friendship first and second in competition.

The comrades in the reconnaissance company burst into warm applause, and several soldiers from the second platoon rushed over to pick up the platoon leader.

This is him, the iron cloth shirt with the golden bell cover is not blown out, if it is replaced by someone else, it would have been smashed.

Lei Yan stepped forward to look at the injuries of the second platoon leader, and found that only a few muscles on his body were blue, not even injuries.

Lei Yan couldn't help sighing, the kung fu he practiced by himself is amazing, the ones that fell from the sky, without hard training, are still lacking.

Soon it was Lao Pao's turn to play. His opponent looked average, not tall, but very strong, wearing an elastic vest, with sharp muscles on his arms, and sharp eyes. It could be seen that he was also a trainer.

Having said that, how can one stand out among more than 1000 people without any skills, and those who are qualified to represent the company in the battle are all ruthless people.

"Be careful! Monitor!"

Lei Yan patted Lao Pao on the shoulder and nodded to him.

Lao Pao smiled slightly and walked into the arena with great confidence.

The battle started quickly, the two of them had no extra nonsense, and quickly fought together with the idea of ​​a quick battle.

The styles of the two are similar, they are both fierce and ruthless, open and close, there are no fancy moves, they are all head-to-head real kung fu.

Fist to fist, foot to foot, every move, every move, vigorously.

Lao Pao has never practiced kung fu. His fighting skills were all trained in the army, but he is very talented.

The same move, used by different people, will exert different powers.

Just like the free fighting arena, the practice is the same, once the fight is over, the judgment will be judged.

Lei Yan observed below for a while, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although this opponent is skilled and powerful, his analysis of the situation is not as good as that of Lao Pao, and his understanding of moves is not satisfactory.

At critical moments, the opponents are always saved from danger because of wrong moves, and they have already suffered a dark loss after several confrontations.

On the other hand, Lao Pao is different, his move combination is coherent, and he is not sloppy. Once he gets the opportunity, it is a set of continuous onslaught, one move after another.

He seems to have integrated the profound meaning of Tai Chi into fighting.

When you have the opportunity to get the upper hand, you can make your opponent cut off their own roots. Every move, every move, runs through every step, like the Yangtze River, flowing endlessly.

As expected, after several consecutive rounds of confrontation, Lao Pao seized the opportunity, swung his opponent's arms away, and punched the bridge of the nose with a punch.

Immediately, he jumped up, turned his body in the air and kicked in a roundabout, hitting his chest, and the powerful kick directly made the opponent fly backwards.

Lao Pao stepped forward and stepped on his chest, and smashed down with his right fist with a biting wind.

Seeing this scene, Lei Yan hastily closed his eyes, unable to bear to see the scene of blood splattering everywhere.

However, the punch stopped abruptly one centimeter away from the opponent's nose.

"you lose!"

Old Pao said something lightly, stood up straight and saluted the commander not far away, then glanced at his opponent, showed a smile, turned and left the field gracefully.

"Good job!" Lei Yan ran forward and clapped Lao Pao in celebration.

"Don't be too happy, the next round will not be so easy to deal with."

Lao Pao rubbed his fists, and the remaining two rounds were when the masters faced off.

As a veteran, Lao Pao knows that the army is a place where crouching tigers hide dragons. There are not a few people who have practiced martial arts. No one dares to say that he is the best in fighting.

He has never practiced kung fu, and to be honest, facing those real Lianjiazi, he really has no idea.

"How about I go up for you?"

Although Lei Yan has witnessed the master's moves with his own eyes and knows his own gap, he still feels itchy and always thinking about showing his skills. On the other hand, he still has a little panic in his heart, fearing that if he goes up, he will be beaten into a pig's head and embarrass the reconnaissance company.

So I was very entangled in my heart, hoping that Lao Pao would agree, but also hoping that Lao Pao would refuse, and I didn't know what I wanted.

"You should take a break, you can't hold on for 3 minutes in my hands, what are you doing up there, are you being abused? It's not like you would do that if you want to die." Old Pao rolled his eyes.

Lei Yan chuckled, and felt much relieved when he heard Lao Pao's refusal.

After 10 minutes, the second round begins.

(End of this chapter)