Special Forces of Crossing: Cloud's Anti-Japanese

Chapter 1807 Double Victory
Under the pressure of five American officers with ten fists and ten feet, Zhang Liang finally moved. Once he moved, Ghosn immediately realized the huge gap between him and his opponent.

What Zhang Liang is best at is light kung fu, so this kind of melee is like a fish in water for him.Under the group fight of five American officers, he was like a loach in the water, twisting his body left and right, so Ghosn and others obviously thought that their punch would definitely hit him, but in the end they brushed Passed by or had an intimate collision with one of your own.It was only when they thought of changing their tactics that they wanted to catch him first. Among the five, two had already fallen down.

The first to fall was Brett—he finally seized the opportunity to punch Zhang Liang in the head, but the move was not exhausted, and Zhang Liang had turned halfway and slammed into his arms.He was overjoyed, and was about to hug him with his hands together, when his left ribs went numb, his body stiffened, and then he was gently knocked down to the ground by Zhang Liang's buttocks.

When Brett fell to the ground, three people from the front, left, and right rushed towards Zhang Liang at the same time. Zhang Liang's toes dodged to the right. The American officer on his right stretched out his left foot to kick him, but was caught by his right hand Taking advantage of the trend, the American officer couldn't hold back his legs and fell to the ground at a slant. Because of the sudden tear of the crotch ligament, he screamed in pain.

The two fell down in an instant, and Ghosn and the other three looked at each other, and they all saw the awe-inspiring look in each other's eyes-this thin Chinese is so powerful, is it possible that one of the five of us who beat others will lose?

"Listen to me, the three of us stand in a row and push forward together!" Ghosn finally realized that he was a school-level officer and could command the two lieutenant-level officers.So the three stood in a row, put on a defensive posture and slowly pushed forward.

As soon as they took a defensive stance, Zhang Liang guessed their intentions. With a grin on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly ran forward and rushed forward. Then, when all the American soldiers were holding their breath and waiting for the next exciting confrontation, he suddenly jumped He rose up, then jumped more than three meters high, and flew over Ghosn's head.

"Chinese Kung Fu, this is Chinese Kung Fu!" The experienced American officer immediately shouted excitedly.

Ghosn yelled: "Turn around, beware of his sneak attack!" Then he turned around first and took two steps, ready to beat Zhang Liang to death with a fist when he fell down.The other two didn't react too slowly, they raised their heads and turned around almost at the same time. Then, the three of them saw a scene they would never forget. Zhang Liang, flying over Ghosn's head, suddenly spun like a windmill. Seeing that Zhang Liang wanted to kick him, he quickly stretched out his hands to block, but Zhang Liang suddenly kicked his forehead. He felt his eyes go dark, and he took a few steps back, and was tripped by Brett. It fell heavily on the latter.

Ghosn weighed 210 kilograms, and Brett let out such a strong body, and Brett let out a miserable howl.

At this time, Zhang Liang had already ascended to the sky again with this kick, and then he flicked his right hand on the roof beam, and rushed towards the American lieutenant on the left.

The American lieutenant was startled by Brett's miserable howl, and his reaction was a bit slow, so Zhang Liang kicked his left cheek, and immediately sat on the ground with his buttocks.The American lieutenant on the right thought he had seized the opportunity to stretch out his fist to hit Zhang Liang's right rib, but Zhang Liang, who was shrunk into a ball, took advantage of the opportunity to press on his outstretched arm, and then an elbow hit him on the forehead superior--

Zhang Liang's series of movements were all completed in the air, and the flashes and flints were linked together, which was done quite beautifully.

The last American lieutenant who fell to the ground was the worst. After being hit by his elbow on the face, he seemed to be drunk.

At the end of the competition, everyone in the audience was shocked. The American military officers including MacArthur and the service staff of the club looked at the fallen American military officers and then at Zhang Liang who was standing in the field as if nothing had happened. Can't help but take two steps back, someone murmured: "It's too scary, if he has a knife in his hand—"

MacArthur was the first to come back to his senses. He bared his teeth and said to Guo Kui: "Is this Chinese martial arts? It's amazing!"

Guo Kui shook his head: "Too many pretense, not practical!"

"Pfft!" MacArthur spewed out "College Coke", his old face flushed with embarrassment, and said: "Your Excellency is really too modest, this is just putting on airs, so what are Ghosn and the others?"

Guo Kui pointed at Liu Jingang and the others: "If it were them, they would choose to confront Ghosn and the others head-on. In that case, the battle could be resolved within a minute."

"Head-to-head, how to head-to-head?"

"Got a brick? I can get the lads to put on a show!"

"Ah, no need, sir, modern warfare relies on weapons and equipment. How about this, I see that everyone is very interested, how about a comparison of marksmanship?"

"can!"

Guo Kui could understand MacArthur's feelings when he wanted to regain his position through a competition of marksmanship, so each of the two sides had one person to compete with their marksmanship.Then, the Americans were completely speechless.

On the U.S. side was a well-known sniper, Second Lieutenant Quesern of the Marine Corps, and on the side of the cadet army was a jungle special fighter named Du Gang.

The two first killed the target with a pistol. With a distance of 50 meters, on the simple field outside the club, the two shot ten shots and smashed ten beer bottles to make no difference. Queseln suggested using a rifle to shoot a moving target. .

So, with the flashlight on, the two began to compete again with a distance of 50 meters.

"Start!" Following an order from an American colonel, two American soldiers began to throw beer bottles into the flashlight circle above their heads.

For the first five beer bottles, there was no distinction between the two sides. Gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and then the beer bottles in the two circles of light shattered.And because the magazine capacity of the sniper rifle used by Quisen was only five rounds, the magazine needed to be replaced, so the situation changed after the suspension.

After the two beer bottles flew into the air in the sixth round, Quisen continued the previous frequency and pulled the trigger to smash the beer bottle at the moment it stopped in the air.But Du Gang played on a high difficulty level, and only pulled the trigger when the beer bottle started to fall.In the seventh round, the beer bottle was smashed when it just appeared in the aperture——

Shooting a moving target is naturally more difficult to shoot while it is moving.Quisen obviously didn't want to give up on this point. He also adjusted the shooting time in the eighth round, trying to keep the same difficulty as Du Gang, but it was a tragedy.He didn't fire when the beer bottle paused briefly in the air, and when he fired again it emptied.

At that time, Du Gang had already smashed his own beer bottle, and something happened that caused the Americans to collapse on the spot. At the moment when Queseen's beer bottle was about to come out of the aperture, he adjusted his gun, It was shattered with a bang.

In this way, the Americans will also lose in this marksmanship competition.

"Rather than saying that Quisen lost in marksmanship, it is better to say that he lost in momentum—follow the rhythm of others, and it will be strange if he doesn't lose!" Afterwards, MacArthur commented on this marksmanship competition in this way.

After going through these two competitions, the American old man finally looked at the student army with admiration, and began to treat the Second Expeditionary Army with the attitude that friendly troops should have.

(End of this chapter)