A game of cat and mouse…
After half an hour, Zheng Sanpao still did not find Yang Feng's figure. Only now did he know that Yang Feng was not so easy to deal with. This guy was very cunning, playing a game of cat and mouse with him.
" Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Calm down, you must calm down…"
Zheng Sanpao kept consoling himself in his heart. Don't be anxious, don't be impulsive.
Unfortunately, Yang Feng didn't play cat and mouse with Zheng Sanpao at all. This guy was lying outside the point of defense of Zheng Sanpao. He put the gun behind his head and lay there under the sun.
This guy shouted after he came in and ran out to bask in the sun, leaving Zheng Sanpao inside to play a game of cat and mouse with himself. And Zheng Sanpao was actually playing a game of cat and mouse by himself, pretending to be a cat and a mouse. Every step he took was careful, and every entry and exit was filled with caution.
Zheng Sanpao never dreamed that Yang Feng would be sunbathing at the foot of the wall outside. He was sunbathing in the intense and intense stimulation of an unknown ending.
Whether this was courage or fearlessness, or whether he had no scruples, no one knew. Perhaps, other than Yang Feng himself, no one knew.
In any case, the scouts watching the match had a strange and funny feeling. Yang Feng was sleeping comfortably while Zheng Sanpao was being played around inside. He was extremely busy.
"Tactics." Platoon Leader Luo Zhan sighed,"This is the real tactic."”
"Yang Feng, this is the real tactic.”Zhuang Yan couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes, Zhuang Yan admired Yang Feng's brain. Comparisons were infuriating.
Tactical movements were just tactical movements. The tactics of actual combat were not how to do tactical movements. The two were completely different concepts. The tactics of actual combat were about discovering and judging the enemy to kill. It was definitely not the tactical movement that Yang Feng used when he approached.
At this time, Yang Feng also changed his strategy. He casually picked up a stone and threw it back into the font.
"Pa da!"
The soft sound of a rock falling to the ground was heard. Zheng Sanpao's ears immediately twitched, and he immediately turned his gun to move towards the source of the sound. However, at this moment, the sound of a stone falling to the ground came from the other side. Immediately after, the sound of stones falling to the ground rang out, causing him to instantly lose his judgment.
Rocks. There were rocks everywhere. Yang Feng could use rocks to create all kinds of sound sources to interfere with his judgment.
"Were you tricked?"
By judging the trajectory of the stone, Zheng Sanpao instantly knew that he had been played by Yang Feng. This guy had been staying at the entrance the entire time.
Zheng Sanpao suddenly realized that he was playing a game of cat and mouse here. However, Yang Feng was lying outside in the sun, and Yang Feng was still teasing him like this.
Zheng Sanpao's eyes spewed out anger. He hugged his gun and rushed crazily towards the entrance. However, when he rushed out, he still did not see any trace of Yang Feng. However, he could guarantee that Yang Feng was still here just now because there were clear movements on the ground.
"Squad leader Zheng Sanpao, how about a draw?”Yang Feng's voice came from the horizontal passage behind him.
Hearing this voice, Zheng Sanpao immediately turned his body and cut into the tunnel. The moment he cut in, his eyes instantly widened, and his pupils constricted into the most dangerous needle-like shape.
He saw a dragon, a ferocious, ferocious, and lawless dragon.
Yang Feng was running wildly, and the evil light in his eyes shot out like two fierce knives stabbing into Zheng Sanpao's eyes. His face was even more ferocious. It was ferocious and even deformed.
However, the most terrifying part was the various tactical movements Yang Feng made in the three-meter-wide passage. One after another, he lunged left and then forward, rolling and leaping. His speed was extremely fast, and there was a faint ear-piercing sound of wind breaking.
Tactics were tactical movements…
Zheng Sanpao immediately moved his gun to lock onto the target, but a scene that made him despair appeared: Although the passage was only three meters long, he found that he could not lock onto Yang Feng at all!
Yang Feng's coherent tactic was to suppress. The roots had no fixed direction. Whether it was up, down, left, or right, they were all free to do as they pleased, making it impossible for people to grasp any pattern. However, this kind of irregular tactical movement was unimaginably fast. Zheng Sanpao couldn't lock onto it, he really couldn't lock onto it.
This was the first time Zheng Sanpao had seen someone who could play tactical movements to such an earth-shattering extent. And this person was just a recruit, a recruit who went against him.
"Phew!"
Yang Feng rolled in and leaped up, bringing along a gust of wind as he dashed in front of Zheng Sanpao, using his chest to block the gun barrel.
Zheng Sanpao finally locked onto Yang Feng, but this lock was something that Yang Feng had crashed into himself.
Despair and powerlessness came crashing down, Zheng Sanpao knew that he had lost.
"Squad leader Zheng Sanpao, how about a draw?”Yang Feng raised the rifle in his hand and aimed it at Zheng Sanpao."No one can see us. Whether we win or lose is entirely up to us.”
With his mouth pressed against the muzzle of the gun, as long as Zheng Sanpao's fingers lightly buckled, according to the rules, Yang Feng would lose. However, Zheng Sanpao could not pull the trigger no matter what. He had already lost. Yang Feng had overturned all his views and let him know that he had transcended tactical sports. It was enough to make up for everything.
"I don't need your pity. I, Zheng Sanpao, have lost. I don't need your pity or charity.”Zheng Sanpao put down his rifle, his eyes filled with tears. He took two steps back, showing a look of despair.
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