Chapter 334 Are You Losing!

Finally, Xue Lin persisted to the limit.

The muzzle of his gun fell down little by little, and he also tried to lift the muzzle that had been hammered down, but he couldn't do it after all.

Finally, Xue Lin stopped lifting, and let his hands hang down naturally. The water bottle on the muzzle of the gun also lost its support because of the falling muzzle of the gun, and finally slipped from Xue Lin's drooping muzzle and fell to the ground.

Xue Lin didn't drop the gun, we have to hang the gun belt on his shoulders, because now, the biceps of his two arms are so sore that he can only grin. I couldn't do it.

Xue Lin also wanted to give his arm a massage, but he couldn't do it now. It was hard work for him not to throw away the gun.

However, although Xue Lin didn't stick to the last person, he was already very satisfied. At least he did better than Li Meng. He only had one requirement for himself, as long as he was not the last one.

As for No.1, he doesn't want to fight, he thinks, mediocrity is fine, neither No.1 nor last, neither the worst nor the best, that's enough.

Although Xue Lin does not fight for the first place, he still admires Old Wei. Compared with them, Old Wei is not much better, even inferior to him and Li Meng in many aspects, but now, he is Still persevering, he actually wants to compete with Ma Zhi.

Don't look at Old Wei's unsteady gun now, but what Xue Lin saw was that Old Wei not only persisted, but there was no uncomfortable expression on his face.

At least Old Wei didn't grin, bared his teeth, or even made an ugly expression.

Judging from these points, Lao Wei has done a very good job.

……

However, in Lao Wei's heart, he was not as relaxed as his expression showed.

"Fucking old horse, how long are you going to hold on? I'm almost unable to hold on anymore."

Old Wei was already complaining in his heart, I felt that he was a bitch just now, if he hadn't said that he would not be able to compete with Ma Zhi, why would he be hanging on like this now.

As for saying that he can admit defeat, that way he can relax. Although Lao Wei also wants to relax, he still wants to save face, especially when Xue Lin and Li Meng are also there.

On the other hand, Ma Zhi was struggling a bit, but he didn't show it easily. Now, he was even more dissatisfied with this body, and he couldn't bear it after a while.

Looking at Old Wei, although the gun in his hand was trembling, there was no expression on his face that he couldn't hold on.

"That's not okay, even Old Wei can't compare, it would be too embarrassing to say this, no, I can't even lose to Old Wei."

Thinking in his heart, Ma Zhi couldn't help tightening the gun in his hand, and even lifted the muzzle up.

Seeing Ma Zhi's actions, Old Wei couldn't help but raised the gun in his hand again. He couldn't hold on anymore, and if he didn't mention it, the muzzle of the gun would really fall.

Old Wei's actions were naturally seen by Ma Zhi, and Ma Zhi misunderstood it as Lao Wei's provocation, so Ma Zhi had to become serious.

……

As the time passed by, Old Wei couldn't hold on anymore. At this moment, he felt that the time had become very long, and every second was so long.

The muzzle of the gun in his hand could no longer hold it, and it had started to droop little by little. Even though Old Wei was reluctant to put it down, he couldn't stop the muzzle of the gun from falling.

As the gun muzzle drooped, the kettle hanging on it also slid towards the gun. The further it slid, the heavier the gun muzzle became, and the more unstoppable it became.

Finally, the muzzle of the gun fell completely, and the kettle above also slid to the ground because it lost its support.

Old Wei did not give up just like Li Meng and Xue Lin did when the muzzle of the gun dropped to the ground, because the muzzle of the gun suddenly became much lighter because of the loss of the weight of the water jug, and Old Wei raised the gun again. Get up, and put it in your hand again.

Xue Lin and Li Meng couldn't help moving closer to Old Wei. At this moment, Xue Lin could finally massage his arm, but he found that it hurt even more when he pressed it.

"Old Wei, does this mean you have lost?"

Li Meng looked at Old Wei who was still holding his gun, and finally bent down to pick up the kettle that fell on the ground, and asked Old Wei.

Old Wei would not admit that he lost. Although he is not willing to speak now, he still responded to Li Meng with a blunt mouth.

"How could I lose, as long as the gun is not put down, I have not lost!"

Xue Lin rubbed his right arm instead, he felt that Old Wei had done a good job and there was no need to continue, so he said to Old Wei.

"Old Wei, this is not considered a loss. You have dropped the muzzle of your gun. Isn't this considered a loss? Old Wei, let's lose face. If I lose, I lose, so don't hold on."

Old Wei was still holding on, he still didn't want to admit that he lost, he said: "Bullshit, I just adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and this is considered a loss. Didn't we all adjust before?"

Li Meng sighed, and he said: "Old Wei, why did you suddenly become so stubborn, okay, if you don't admit it, forget it."

After Li Meng finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Ma Zhi who was standing opposite Old Wei, and asked Ma Zhi.

"Squad leader, tell me, does this count as Lao Wei's loss? His water bottle has already fallen to the ground. Logically speaking, this is considered a loss."

As Li Meng said, he also raised the kettle in his hand to Ma Zhi. Of course, this kettle was the one that Lao Wei dropped.

Ma Zhidao: "Old Wei said that he didn't lose, so it doesn't count as a loss. If he wants to continue, that's what I want to see."

This answer surprised Li Meng and Xue Lin. They did not expect that Xue Lin would say such a thing. In their opinion, Old Wei had already lost. It should be over, don't they both want to relax.

In fact, in Ma Zhi's heart, he really didn't take it seriously as a game that must be won or lost. This is not a fair game. He has the foundation of his previous life and knows how to hold a gun to last longer. Moreover, he still has the willpower of the previous life.

As for Old Wei, he usually doesn't show anything, but now, he has some willpower to show up, even if the water bottle on the muzzle of his gun is dropped, he still insists on continuing.

To be honest, no matter whether Old Wei is willing to admit defeat, or if he really persists because of willpower, this is considered good for Ma Zhi, and there is still hope that the people in his fifth class will become like this.

After a brief hesitation, Li Meng fell in love with Old Wei again, and said to Old Wei: "Old Wei, even the squad leader said to continue, then I can put this kettle back on for you..."

(End of this chapter)

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