"We still have brothers, wait!”
"You still want to compete?" Fan Bentian looked at the third squad leader with a smile. This guy's marksmanship was not bad, but he was a little unlucky when it came to him.
"Humph!" The third squad leader waved his hand unwillingly." We Sharpshooters have four companies and nine squads. Every squad leader is not only a Sharpshooter, but they also have other skills.”
"Fang Guang, go and call our brothers!" The third class monitor did not believe that Fan Bentian was good at everything. As long as they could beat him in one, they would be able to regain their dignity.
"Yes, sir!" Fang Guang looked at Fan Bentian with a complicated expression. They were the ones who provoked this guy first. Now, they had implicated the brothers of two classes. However, they had to continue this matter.
Thump thump thump thump!
He ran towards the Sharpshooter Company!
At this moment, other than Class One, all the other classes were present. This guy had ordered everyone to head straight for the farm. This was an imposing manner. The dozens of people in the team were all furious. Someone actually dared to provoke the Sharpshooter Four Company. They had to find a venue.
Deng!
Dense footsteps rang out all the way to the farm. The six class leaders of Class 2, 5, and 9 discussed with the class leaders of Class 3 and 4. Everyone agreed that it was okay.
"I'll compete with you on the parallel bars!"
"I'll show you how to dismantle a machine gun!"
"I'll fight with you. Whoever falls first loses!”
"I'll do push-ups with you!"
"I'll compete with you in weightlifting!"
The six squad leaders shouted and challenged Fan Bentian.
"Good, good, good!" Fan Bentian laughed out loud. These were his strongest strengths. These guys were too funny, fighting to lose to him.
"If we lose, we'll come to the farm to listen to your orders after our daily group training. If you lose, the bet from before won't count, and you'll have to go to the Sharpshooter Company and apologize to us.”
"Alright, but I don't want to waste too much time fighting with each of you. You have to know that there are quite a number of Sharpshooters in your Fourth Company!”
"Only the six of us will compete with you!"
"Alright, alright."
"Alright!" Fan Bentian nodded and looked at the fifth class monitor. This guy was muscular and had round arms. One look and he knew that he was an expert at the parallel bars.
"Count!"
"I'll do it." The second class monitor volunteered!
"Good!" The fifth squad leader nodded and walked to the parallel bars. He grabbed the parallel bars with both hands and pulled them up and down. His speed was really fast. It seemed that he did not use any strength at all.
" 1... 5... 50..." The second squad leader counted as he looked at Fan Bentian provocatively. The fifth squad leader had to finish at least 400 of the parallel bars.
The peasant soldiers on the farm widened their eyes. The fifth squad leader was so powerful. Could Fan Bentian win?
Meanwhile, the Sharpshooters of the 4th Company were all smiling confidently!
Soon, the fifth squad leader slowed down. He had already done more than 200 parallel bars and felt a little tired.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
He continued to do it!
“……300……350……400……”
"Ah!" The fifth squad leader gritted his teeth and did his best. He felt that his arms were already weak, but he had done 400. He should be able to beat that kid, right?
"... 425... 429... 480..." The squad leader's eyes lit up. He could definitely beat Fan Bentian with this number.
"Fifth, not bad, 500!”
The class monitors swarmed forward, each and every one of them happy.
"Good, very good!"
Crackle! Crackle!
"It's your turn." The third squad leader glared at Fan Bentian. They had agreed that if any of the squad leaders won, Fan Bentian would lose. The bet from before did not count, and he still had to apologize to the Sharpshooter Company.
It would be fine if he volunteered to work, but it was different if he only worked after losing.
Swoosh!
Fan Bentian jumped up, grabbed the parallel bars with both hands, and pulled them quickly. His speed was so fast that it was dazzling!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. What the hell!
"... 100... 150..." Wang Dahao counted for Fan Bentian. The Sharpshooter Company Four was also counting. Soon, Fan Bentian finished 501 and stopped.
This time, it was the dismantling of the machine gun, and the sixth squad leader was in charge!
Kacha! Kacha!
Fan Bentian dismantled the machine gun at lightning speed and then reassembled it with a few clacks. His movements were as smooth as flowing water. It was so gorgeous and fast that it dazzled everyone.
Pa!
Placing the machine gun on the ground, Fan Bentian turned his head and was shocked. The sixth squad leader stared at him blankly with the machine gun in his hand and asked tentatively,""You…you're done?"
"I lost, I lost." The Sixth Squad Leader came back to his senses. He looked dispirited. He had been so absorbed by Fan Bentian's actions and speed of dismantling the machine gun that he had forgotten to dismantle it. When he came to his senses, Fan Bentian had already taken care of it.
The Sharpshooters of the Fourth Company were all covered in dust. They lost again and again.
"Brothers, there's no need to compete anymore. I don't want to implicate you.”The third class monitor looked apologetically at the second, seventh, eighth, ninth, and fourth class monitors. Since even Fan Bentian dared to take a hit, then this guy would definitely win.
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