The strongest soldier

"Brother the drunkard, you clearly know that Brother Xuehu is not good at drinking. Why are you so anxious about him? Did you get him drunk on purpose? Tell me, what do you want from me?" Luo Zheng glanced at the sleeping Xuehu and asked with a smile. .

"You're quite smart, you've seen it all." The drunkard smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'm looking for something to do with you. This guy insisted on following you, disturbing our conversation, so I had to beat him up. What did you do a few days ago?" Didn't you go fight in the snow? It's freezing and snowy, and a lot of cold air must have accumulated in your body. Over time, it will cause hidden injuries. Just drink a few more sips and you'll be fine."

"Thank you for the good wine, but you can't just give it away, right?" Luo Zheng said with a smile.

"You kid will die if you're not so smart?" The drunkard scolded with a smile. Seeing Luo Zheng about to refute, he waved his hand and said: "Okay, I know you want to say something like 'if you are not smart, you will definitely die', don't say this after the battlefield. Unfortunately, this is also the habit of veterans like us. Captain Wu told me that when you go back to participate in the World Special Forces Competition, it is a real hunting ground. The only thing is killing, and by the way, there is also betrayal. Aren't you afraid?"

"Have you participated?" Luo Zheng asked.

The drunkard's face was startled, and then he felt a sense of loneliness, and said bitterly: "Yes, my best brother died in my arms, how about you promise me something?" As he said that, the drunkard looked at Luo Zheng with reddish eyes. Full of expectations.

"Do you want to kill your enemy? Tell me, who is it? The person who dares to kill us is not only your enemy, but also my enemy. There is no turning back." Luo Zheng said seriously with a serious look on his face.

"Good brother, Lan Xue is strong on the outside and soft on the inside. He is upright in his actions. Guishou, Snow Leopard and Mountain Eagle are all alert, but not flexible enough. You have a lot of clever ideas. I have learned about the situation in the battle a few days ago. Tactical command The Pegasus action is like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. You can lead the group and the special forces to defeat the Snow Bear Special Forces. I believe you have a way to avenge me. Come on, do it first as a tribute." The drunkard said with some excitement. .

"Come on, I'm sure I'll overturn this glass. Let's get down to business. Who is the enemy?" Luo Zheng said quickly.

A hint of imperceptible appreciation flashed in the drunkard's eyes, he put down his glass and said with a smile: "For the sake of the mission, without being disturbed by external factors, I saw you right. Let me tell you, the enemies are the Sam Kingdom and the Japanese Kingdom."

"Huh? What's going on?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.

"Hey." The drunkard sighed, his expression darkened, and he fell into happy memories. Luo Zheng did not disturb him and waited patiently. After a while, the drunkard said with a sad and angry face: "The Japanese team took the initiative to ask us He showed goodwill, deceived our trust, obtained our route of action, and then secretly sold it to the Sam Kingdom. We were ambushed, and at the critical moment, the Japanese Kingdom suddenly turned its guns and attacked us."

"So that's it, these bastards." Luo Zheng said bullyingly. After thinking about it, he became confused and asked: "Can we form a team in the competition? Isn't there only one team that wins? If we form a joint team, what will happen after the victory? ?”

"The information you have is correct. One team won. Some teams that had no chance of winning the championship joined forces with other strong teams. Of course, there was insider trading. The details vary. The team that had no chance of winning became the winner of other teams. By becoming a vassal, firstly, you can gain benefits, secondly, you can observe and learn the special warfare skills of a strong team at close range, and thirdly, you can make good friends with the country, so why not?" Drunkard explained seriously.

"Can it still be like this?" Luo Zheng looked at the drunkard in surprise. He felt that this was not like a competition, but more like a vanity fair of killing. He smiled bitterly and said: "If more than a dozen teams unite, wouldn't they be invincible? What about other teams? Compared to what? Is this allowed?"

"Of course it's not allowed, but who can really care about things on the battlefield? In the face of interests, everyone turns a blind eye. On the other hand, this is also a contest between countries and a place to show strength. If you lose, no one will dare to bully your country in the future. If you win, the country will gain respect and status. It can be said that this kind of competition has risen to the level of national dignity and prestige. You must not be careless." The drunkard warned seriously.

"It's a hunting ground for the strong, a paradise for killing. No one can be trusted except your own people, right?" Luo Zheng looked at the drunkard in shock and asked.

"It's good if you can realize this. In addition to national dignity, fame and status, the competition will also display special operations weapons from all over the world. Good weapons bring a large number of orders. This is also the charm of the competition. As for anti-terrorism, it is just a gimmick. Forget it, under this gimmick, armies from various countries will not be affected until they enter the target country. You must remember one thing, interests are above all else in the competition, and it is definitely not victory. With your IQ and understanding, I believe you will understand. ." The drunkard warned seriously.

"Okay, I remember it." Luo Zheng said seriously. This kind of experience gained in life must have its reasons. He must not be careless. Be serious about the competition in three months. At this moment, Luo Zheng discovered that the competition It's more complicated than I imagined. The arena is not only a killing field, but also a fair for fame and fortune. With fame and fortune, killing becomes impure, and many uncontrollable factors will appear.

"Don't worry too much. You can help me get revenge. In exchange, I will teach you the life-threatening acupuncture technique, but you must promise not to teach it to anyone else." The drunkard comforted him, but his expression became extremely solemn.

"Okay." Luo Zheng had seen the drunkard's life-threatening acupuncture skills, killing people invisible, and saving lives on the battlefield. He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and solemnly agreed, looking at the drunkard with eyes filled with gratitude.

"You know how to acupuncture, you should be familiar with the acupoints and meridians of the human body, right?" The drunkard looked at Luo Zheng, smiled when he saw Luo Zheng nodded confidently, and continued: "That's easy, you just need to learn the acupuncture skills. Okay, flying needles are more difficult, I’ll teach you, it’s up to you how well you can learn them.” He took out a handful of silver needles and placed them carefully on the table in front of him.

Next, the drunkard seriously taught Luo Zheng the life-threatening formation. It was not complicated. It mainly introduced what would happen to a person when the acupoints were pierced, and what would happen if the depth of the acupoints was pierced. Luo Zheng knew the locations of the acupoints and meridians, so it was easy and very easy to learn. I quickly discovered that the principle of this thing is somewhat similar to that of acupuncture. The only difference is the weapons used. One is a fist and the other is a silver needle.

Two hours later, the drunkard saw that Luo Zheng had almost mastered it, so he began to explain the flying needle technique. Simply put, it was to use the silver needle as a hidden weapon. The silver needle was so light that it could not be thrown far at all. This required a certain amount of skill and wrist strength. Luo Zheng Zheng has no shortage of wrist strength and learns the skills seriously.

After the lesson was complete, the drunkard held four silver needles between his fingers and flicked them like lightning. The five silver needles were nailed neatly to the wooden board in the distance. Luo Zheng's eyes widened. The drunkard picked up the bottle and walked outside. , and said as he walked: "I've taught everything that needs to be taught. It's up to you how much you can learn. Come back alive and well."