Special Forces Soldier: I really don't understand tactics
39 The 39th Company Commander was very angry!

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" 40kg, 41 minutes and 20 seconds. He must have broken Army Group A's record," He Hongtao said strongly.

"Yes, I am!" The commander of the Sixth Company of Great Merit had an envious expression on his face. He looked at Fang Zhan with a look of admiration.

Why wasn't this soldier his?

It was too tough to be the second in ten thousand years with six consecutive great contributions.

All aspects were targeted by Steel Seven.

He had long hoped that there would be an awesome top player who could kill Wu Liuyi of the Seventh Company.

Today, the top player who had killed Wu Liuyi had appeared.

In the end, they were still soldiers from the f * cking Seventh Company.

The first, second, and third place of the entire regiment were all in Steel Seventh Company.

F * ck! Depressed.

Gao Cheng was both proud and distressed.

"They are evil and have to be treated well.”

"How can there be such a death-seeking competition?"

After saying that.

Gao Cheng's expression turned serious.

He was prepared to stop the competition.

The Company Commander and the other commanding officers of the First Mecha Company couldn't take it anymore. They pulled Gao Cheng back and tried to coax him.

"Hey, Old Seven, Old Seven, don't interfere. Just stay here and smoke. Zhonghua is a hard brand.”

"That's right. The collision between Fang Zhan and Wu Liuyi is of great significance.”

"We're all soldiers, and armor-piercing bullets are just a one-time thing. I think the theme of today's competition is good enough. The 702nd Regiment will be passed down from generation to generation.”

Gao Cheng was both angry and amused.

"Heh, stop corrupting me.”

"What's the use of the title of Soldier King? So it wasn't your soldiers who didn't feel any heartache after dying.”

As soon as Gao Cheng said that, no one dared to stop him.

Huo Huo, other people's hats were too big.

I can't afford it.

It was just a pity that he had only completed one part of the Weapon King competition.

On the other side, the sixth squad leader commanded the soldiers to unload the weight on Fang Zhan's body.

"Slow down. F * ck, slow down when you remove the pot. Your back is all broken.”

"Let's go, Brother Fang. You're my brother. Don't stop here.”

"Hey, class assistant, pour some warm water on him.”

The soldiers surrounding Fang Zhan felt as if they were surrounded by a huge heat source. They even had the illusion that they could hear Fang Zhan's heartbeat.

He had to pour some warm water to lower the temperature.

As for not pouring cold water on him, the reason was simple. Fang Zhan was no different from an F1 sports car that had just finished a race. The engine was overheated. If cold water was poured on him, his heart and lungs would be ruined in minutes.

Fang Zhan tried to regulate his breathing." I'm fine, Class President. Don't worry."”

The sixth class monitor had a complicated feeling.

His own soldiers were strong.

His back and palms were all injured, but he didn't make a sound.

Awesome!

Thirty seconds later, Number Five Six blocked the finishing line.

Similarly, another group of people surrounded him.

"Vice class officer, take a rest."

"stretch out your hand, spread out your arm, and rub it.”

"Bandages, medics, quickly wrap your hands. Tsk tsk, they're all worn out.”

Armor-piercing round score, 42 minutes.

In 42 minutes, he had killed everyone in the 702nd Regiment except Fang Zhan.

Unfortunately, the outcome was cruel. The armor-piercing bullets lost.

Wuliu panted heavily.

"Push-ups?"

Fang Zhan nodded, his eyes bursting with fighting spirit.

"Good! Come!"

The second part of the competition was push-ups.

Before it started.

Gao Cheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot as he walked over and kicked the black iron pot.

"You two are going to kill each other, and you still want to do push-ups.”

Fang Zhan grinned. At this moment, the news of Gang Qi Company's reorganization had not spread, so the mood in the company was not so tragic. Therefore, Gao Cheng was overly worried and it was normal for him to stop the competition.

Number Five Six smiled as well.

"Captain, we haven't finished yet."

"Why don't you teach him later?"

Gao Cheng gritted his teeth. It's not over yet. Are the two of them going to die today?

"You two are glorious!"

"Come, come, come. Why are you hiding your hands behind your back?”Gao Cheng strode between the two of them and raised Fang Zhan and Wu Liuyi's bandaged hands.

They were like two champions who had tied in a boxing match.

"Take a look!"

"And his back." As he spoke, the Seventh Company Commander unceremoniously lifted the two men's worn-out training uniforms, revealing the bloody mess behind their waists.

"You still want to compete? Can't you?" Gao Cheng glared at him.

"Report!" Fang Zhan said loudly.

"Speak!"

"Captain, thank you for your concern, but we really have to finish the competition."”

Gao Cheng was about to provoke him when he caught a glimpse of Wu Liuyi's stubborn gaze. His heart softened for some reason and he frowned."You guys insist?"

Fang Zhan and Wu Liuyi nodded solemnly.

A battle between the best 4955th soldier of the Seventh Steel Company and the best 4900 soldiers of the Seventh Steel Company.

"Just wait for your self-reflection." Gao Cheng's chest was filled with anger, but he tacitly agreed to their choice.

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