Special Forces: The Rise of the Soldier King
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At the end of the 5th kilometer, the commotion caused by the second squad attracted the attention of the entire company of Red Third Company.

Many warriors braved the rain to watch.

"Who is Class 2 fighting?"

"Talent!"

"The deserter from Steel Seventh Company?"

The person who asked the question was rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"Your so-called deserters can travel 5 kilometers in 22 minutes.”

" What did you say?!"

It took 22 minutes to detonate the entire company.

The way everyone looked at him changed.

Animal!

If he didn't get any commission, he would be considered a deserter. If he was called a deserter, wouldn't that mean that even the deserters of Third Red Company couldn't compare to him?

Third Company Commander Chen Weijun was extremely satisfied.

"Old He, did Cheng Cheng really only take 22 minutes?”

"That's right, I personally set the stopwatch." He Hongtao nodded.”

Chen Weijun was secretly delighted.

"If Seventh Brother knew about this, he would regret it. Such a good top player is part of our Third Red Company.”

He Hongtao teased.

"The Seventh Company Commander is a dog. He can only bite the meat of the Seventh Company. Whoever touches his bones will bare their teeth.”

Chen Weijun felt the same way. Gao Cheng had such a personality.

However, he still couldn't believe it.

"Actually, I still can't figure out why Cheng Cheng transferred to our company.”

He Hongtao sighed.

"The veterans 'retirement season is coming. There are many sharp knives in the seven companies. If a talent stays, someone will leave. If he's unlucky, he will have to leave himself.”

Chen Wei Jun was stunned, his expression regretful.

The Army had just carried out the reform of the non-commissioned officers. Before the reform of the non-commissioned officers, the term of service for conscripts was three years. The proportion of volunteers was very low, and 50% of the volunteers who remained would be promoted.

In other words, the cruel elimination of the last place before the reform in the 1990s was to keep the young officers.

Therefore, every year, there would be some good soldiers who had no choice but to leave because their results were slightly inferior.

Old Ma of Third Company of Red was like this, and so was Shi Jin of Seventh Company of Steel.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little sad.

"Stop talking. It's about to start."

"Chengcai might not be Wu Meng's match. Wu Meng comes from the grasslands. He fell from the grasslands in primary school and won the title of wrestling king. Last time, when the Eighth Army came to pick people, Wu Meng despised the second-string team and refused to go. Otherwise, there might be a chance for the Third Red Company to become the wrestling champion.”

"Let's see!"

At this moment, the soldiers of Red Third Company surrounded the city in a big circle, looking extremely excited.

Who was Wu Meng?

The position of the Third Red Company was second only to the second squad leader, who was about to be promoted.

First place in T Master Combat.

If it wasn't for the fact that Wu Meng's results in other military subjects had been lowered, he would have long gone to military school.

Wu Meng, who was 1.89 meters tall, looked extremely oppressive. His 97 camouflage uniform was bursting with muscles.

"He's an expert!"

Cheng Cai narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Meng. He used his shoulder blades to move his strength, relaxed his arms, and increased the frequency of his footsteps.

Wu Meng, who was born in the grassland, obviously didn't put Cheng Cai in his eyes. He directly rushed over to grab him.

His arrogance was very confident. The shooter was so fast that ordinary people could not even react in time.

Hot.

Prairie wrestling, judo, full wrestling, and mulberry wrestling were all offensive styles that emphasized wrestling.

Grab the opponent in an instant and break the opponent's center of gravity.

He was here!

Cheng Cai's eyes were filled with a fierce light. Wu Meng was fast, but he was faster. The vast amount of experience in his previous life allowed him to judge Wu Meng's intentions. In the blink of an eye, he flashed behind Wu Meng. Wu Meng made a fatal mistake in his daze. The moment Cheng Cai disappeared in front of him, he chose to turn sideways and defend.

A scene that shocked the hundred over soldiers of Third Red Company occurred.

In the 0.1 second that Wu Meng turned around, Cheng Cheng flashed to Wu Meng's side again. His arms suddenly twisted around Wu Meng's neck. His body swung out, and he directly used Wu Meng's center of gravity to pull him to the ground, forming a fixed naked twist.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Wu Meng's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Hiss-everyone lost their voices.

"F * ck!"

"Class monitor, someone is swearing."

"You, 100 push-ups."

Without mentioning the punished warriors, Third Company of Red Team erupted in a frenzy.

"Soldier King!"

"Soldier King!"

"Soldier King!"

Chen Wei Jun was stunned, and so was He Hongtao.

Wu Meng had actually lost.

The process of losing was extremely shocking.

"Old He, punch me."

Chen Weijun's lips trembled.

He Hongtao's sparse hair stuck to his forehead.

"Soldier King, are we going to be Soldier King too?”

Soldier King was just a name, but it was recognized by the majority of the soldiers.

Obtaining the glory of the Soldier King was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

At least three military skills ranked first in the T-Master Tournament.

Five kilometers.

Combat.

Shooting.

The strength displayed by Cheng Cai was indeed worthy of the title of Soldier King.

He personally performed chest compressions on Wu Meng.

"Cough cough!"

Wu Meng coughed as he woke up. His eyes were wide open as he stared at Cheng Cai.

"You want another round?"

Cheng Tiankuan smiled and said that Wu Meng would be his subordinate and comrade in the future.

"Class monitor, I'm convinced. What fighting technique did you use?”

Cheng Cai patted Wu Meng's shoulder and didn't explain.

In his previous life, he was not called the " Eastern Yellow Devil " for nothing. If Cheng Cheng was given a military knife, he would be the sharpest assassin.

Real combat, a technique that was trained through a large number of life-and-death battles.

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