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28 Iron Fist Group VS the 9th Combined Brigade!

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After the morning training and lunch, the recruits finally welcomed their first holiday since enlisting.

Although it was only half a day, it was enough to make everyone very excited.

Jiang Chen went back to his dormitory and had a good sleep. He wanted to catch up on the sleep he had missed last night.

At 2:50 p. m., Jiang Chen got up and put on his clothes. Then he and the others from Class One walked toward the basketball court.

The others already knew that Gong Jian had invited Jiang Chen to play basketball last night.

Since they had nothing better to do in the dormitory, they might as well go to the court to cheer for Jiang Chen.

Because it was a break time, and the Iron Fist Regiment and the recruits of the 9th Brigade were training together, there were still many people on the field.

"You're here?"

As soon as he reached the basketball court, Gong Jian threw the basketball in his hand over.

"Yes." Jiang Chen caught the basketball and patted it twice.

Back in school, other than LOL, his favorite activity was playing basketball.

Although he was not an expert, he was definitely not a noob.

After he patted the ball twice to find the feeling, Jiang Chen threw the ball lightly.

Whoosh...

The basketball drew a perfect curve in the air and landed in the hoop with a clang.

"You're good, kid! Yesterday, you told me that your skills are not good enough. So you're pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger…"

Gong Jian joked when he saw Jiang Chen get three points.

"Instructor, I was just lucky.”

"Alright, I don't care if you were lucky or not. Hurry up and come over. You're the only one left.”

"Yes, sir!"

Jiang Chen looked around. The new recruits had nine squad leaders. Except for the third squad leader, the other eight squad leaders were already in their positions. It seemed like he was the only one missing.

"Play well. Don't embarrass our class.”

As soon as Old Hei finished speaking, the class monitors surrounded him.

"Everyone's here. Come, come, come. Just like before, let's split into groups.”Gong Jian held the basketball and shouted,"Stand further away."”

As she spoke, she even deliberately made a gorgeous finger spin.

From the looks of it, his standard should not be low.

"Alright, let's begin."

Everyone nodded and moved a little further away to ensure that they could see who the asshole was aimed at more clearly.

Gong Jian spun the basketball in his hand after everyone stood up.

"First, Old Zhou!"

"Little Li!"

"Old Hei!"

"Jiang Chen!"

"The last one!" Gong Jian spun the basketball again. The basketball spun in his palm for a few seconds before it finally stopped." Alright, I'll do it myself!”

"Eleven balls, best two out of three?”

"Alright, let's begin!"

The match soon began, and the ten of them fought the entire match.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the score was very tight.

Of course, Jiang Chen had to go easy on them to maintain such a balance.

Otherwise, if he went all out, the veterans on the other side would not have any gaming experience at all.

The grandmaster-level fighting technique gave him more than just stamina and speed.

There was also observation, reaction, and judgment!

Without fast observation and reaction, even if he had full stamina, he would still be a brute…

The three matches lasted for about half an hour.

In the end, Jiang Chen scored a three-pointer from a long distance, and the match was decided with one goal. He won the final victory for their team.

"Jiang Chen, you played the last ball beautifully! Let's rest for a while and continue!"

As he spoke, Gong Jian picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it over.

Jiang Chen reached out his hand to take it. He thanked him and started drinking.

Dong dong dong!

The sound of the basketball hitting the ground came closer.

He looked over and saw a few seasoned soldiers walking toward him while bouncing balls. They were all from the 9th Regiment.

Jiang Chen had seen them a few times when they were training together.

"Iron Fist Guild, do you want to have a match?”

The short man walking in front looked at Jiang Chen and the others provocatively. He even passed the ball under his crotch a few times as he spoke. He looked quite arrogant.

When Gong Jian saw this, he chuckled." Since the brothers of the Ninth Brigade have said so, then come!"”

"Instructor Gong, since it's a match, let's add something to it. Otherwise, it won't be interesting.”

"Brothers, don't you think so?”

The short man said with a smile. The first half of his sentence was directed at Gong Jian, while the second half was directed at the brothers behind him.

"Yeah, since we're playing, let's add some stakes!”

"That's right, we should add some stakes!”

The veterans behind him echoed.

It seemed that they were very confident in themselves.

Gong Jian frowned slightly. If he still couldn't sense that the other party had ill intentions and came prepared, then he should quit being an instructor.

"How about it, Instructor Gong? Do you dare to come?”The short guy continued to provoke him.

"If you don't dare to come, then forget it. You just have to admit defeat…"

"Instructor, f * ck him!" Old Zhou couldn't help but ask.

When had their Iron Fist Gang ever been looked down upon like this?

"Instructor, let's go!"

"Promise him, Instructor!"

Gong Jian and Old Hei looked at each other and nodded." Alright, let's do it!"”

" Since Instructor Gong has agreed, let's talk about the stakes..." the short man said again.

"Alright, tell me." Gong Jian said.

"We're all brothers. It's a prize, so it's fine as long as it's a token of appreciation.”

" Why don't the loser wash the winner's clothes…and socks for a month?" the short man said casually.”

Gong Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

The class monitors next to Jiang Chen clenched their fists subconsciously.

Washing clothes for a month was nothing.

But washing socks…

That was, the damage was not high, but the insult was extremely strong!

"Instructor, get rid of them!"

The soldiers of the Iron Fist Regiment shouted.

"You can do it, class monitor! Instructor, you can do it!"

"Go, Iron Fist Team!”

"Alright, we'll do as you say. The loser will wash clothes and socks for a month!”

Then Gong Jian turned to Jiang Chen and the others." Old Hei, Zhou Xiang, Xu Ning, Li Botao, you four, and me, are you okay?!”

"No problem!"

The four of them answered in unison. Jiang Chen and the others retreated to the outside of the arena quietly, giving up the space.

Except for Jiang Chen, who had been slacking, Gong Jian had indeed chosen the five people who had performed the best in the last match.

Their skills were not bad and should be enough to deal with the other side.

A minute later, the players from both teams entered the arena.

Apart from the short man from before, Jiang Chen also saw a familiar face in the 9th Brigade.

The soldier king of the 9th Brigade, a third-grade sergeant, was awesome!

The match soon began.

The recruits of the Iron Fist Regiment and the 9th Combined Brigade stood on both sides of the field, cheering for their respective companies.

"Spring wind blows, war drums beat, Iron Fist Man, dominate the world, Iron Fist Group, come on, come on!”

"Tenaciously fight for first place. All the best to the 9th regiment, the 9th regiment will win!”

With the cheers, the match officially began.

The ball was snatched in the midfield. The fifth squad leader, Zhou Xiang, jumped to help the Iron Fist Group seize the opportunity.

Blackie dribbled the ball and scored two points.

A good start immediately ignited the atmosphere.

Everyone in the Iron Fist Regiment was cheering and cheering. Some of them had even started to raise their middle fingers at the 9th Brigade.

What was so awesome about it?

Just wait to wash the socks for our class monitor and instructor!

"Tsk, isn't it just two points? What's there to be proud of?"

The 9th Brigade did not want to be outdone either. They shouted," 9th Brigade, come on! Break Iron Fist!"”

" Go, 9th Brigade! Break Iron Fist!"

Perhaps the cheers outside the stadium had brought a mysterious power to the Ninth Brigade.

Following that, the Ninth Brigade scored three goals in a row, two two-pointers and one three-pointer.

The score was 2 to 7.

Less than three minutes into the game, the 9th Brigade was leading by five points!

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