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Chapter 83 Martial Arts Contest ([-]) Asking for Recommendation Tickets for Encouragement
Thanks for the reward from the book friend "Red".

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At this moment, Nalan Mingyue and Nalan Xinghui couldn't help standing up, they were really worried that Yan Zhi would break Hu Meng's arm.

Anyway, Hu Meng is also a second lieutenant instructor in the military area, and it is normal for officers to get a little bit injured in the exchange of ideas, but if it causes disability, it will be a bit too much.

Ye Qingzhou's face is ugly.He originally expected Hu Meng and the three of them to humiliate Yan Zhi, and then he would use the problem to make Nalan Xinghui look a little ugly, so as to relieve the anger of being rejected repeatedly.

With a sullen face, Ye Chongshan rubbed out the cigarette he had just lit and looked sideways at Nie Yuanfeng from the scattered smoke.

Nie Yuanfeng's face turned red and then pale.The kung fu performed by Yan Zhi was something he had never seen in his life, especially the cross solid formed after a series of dazzling movements in the last three or four seconds, which was about to be subdued by Hu Meng, whom he had entrusted with a heavy responsibility, which shocked him even more.In the entire military region, Hu Meng's kung fu is second only to his existence.The cross is already powerful, so, isn't the naked twist that Yan Zhi said is even more brutal?

Just when everyone was thinking about each other, Yan Zhi suddenly let go of Hu Meng's left hand, and stood up from Hu Meng's right shoulder with both legs. Meng's front lapel turned sideways, picked up Hu Meng who weighed nearly two hundred catties, and threw it at Liu Yunfei and Hong Long who were stupefied.

Hong Long and Liu Yunfei didn't hear the sound of bones breaking, knowing that Yan Zhi had shown mercy again, they rushed to pick up Hu Meng, but Hu Meng was too heavy, and the three of them fell to the ground at the same time, Liu Yunfei grinned in pain.

Seeing that Yan Zhi didn't break Hu Meng's arm, the soldiers stood up and applauded.

This battle was so exciting.

It took Yan Zhi less than a minute to subdue Hu Meng, Liu Yunfei, and Hong Long.

Although Yan Zhi is suspected of a sneak attack, if you don't have real skills, let alone a sneak attack, you can't hold him down even if he is lying on the ground.But Yan Zhi just sneaked up on the first Liu Yunfei, knocking down Hong Long with three rounds of swinging slashes and subduing Hu Meng with Shiguo Gu, all of which were based on real kung fu.

Yan Zhi picked up a wooden gun on his tiptoe, grabbed it with his hand, and danced a gun flower casually. He was so chic and skillful that people were enviable. He picked up the microphone and said to the soldiers in the audience:
"I know that some of you will say that I attacked Liu Yunfei and the others, but in fact, I want to tell you that in the future when you fight devils on the battlefield, you must catch them by surprise and catch them by surprise.

If you are like them, without any vigilance when facing the enemy, and when you come to the battlefield in the future, you will only be the food of the little devils.

Remember, you must be ruthless and merciless when facing the enemy on the battlefield.You all know that the devils have never been kind to all of us Chinese.

When you go to the battlefield and face the devils, you have to turn yourself into a tiger, a ferocious wolf, or a poisonous snake, and use all the means at your disposal to kill the devils. "

As Yan Zhi said, he suddenly raised the wooden gun and threw it high in front of him. He leaped forward with a few steps, and kicked the tough wooden gun into several pieces with a high whip kick in the air. Sawdust flew around.

The hardness of this wooden gun is harder than the gun wood of a real gun. No one in the military area can kick a wooden gun to pieces, because whoever dares to do that will only break the leg bone.

Just as incredible expressions appeared on everyone's faces, Yan Zhi continued: "As long as we can defeat the little devils, we can use all means, even sneak attacks and tricks. The little devils have invaded our land, so we don't have to be kind to them .”

Nalan Zhongcheng let out a long breath, thankful that Yan Zhi didn't break Hu Meng's arm, otherwise, he would have left a bad name in the army for being cruel to his comrades.

Nalan looked at his wife faithfully, where did you find such a son-in-law?

Yan Zhi was very tired.He was too tired before, and he finally regained some physical strength, and he was almost exhausted in the battle just now.He walked to the edge of the stage, stretched out two fingers towards Zhao Fugui, and shook them a few times.

Zhao Fugui deliberately shrugged his shoulders to express his understanding.

Looking at Zhao Fugui who was pretending to be stupid, Yan Zhi hated his teeth but could do nothing about it. Zhao Fugui is a famous old picky guy who can't even give up a frank cigarette. You are not stupid at all when you smoke labor.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't just ask Zhao Fugui for his picky goods with a straight face.Yan Zhi is too aware of this pickpocket, if you can lower your face and ask him to smoke in front of everyone, he will let you return the one you just borrowed first.

Yan Zhi pressed the back of his palms to his chest, pushed forward slowly, and after doing push-ups, stretched out two fingers and shook them a few times.

Zhao Fugui shook his legs a few times, quickly took out two cigarettes, lit them, and passed one of them between Yan Zhi's two fingers.

The face is worthy.

Zhao Fugui suddenly withdrew his hand, and after taking a few puffs, he stuffed the cigarette into Yan Zhi's two fingers in satisfaction, and heard the standard "Your sister!"

Nalan Xinghui frowned, why is this person so unhygienic.

The soldiers in the audience were stunned. There was such a senior officer who would compete with his soldiers for a cigarette. It was too embarrassing.

Yan Zhi took a few puffs of cigarette greedily, reached out and picked up three empty teacups from the table beside him, and threw them at Wu Zhonghua: "Put targets at 600 meters, 700 meters, and 800 meters."

Wu Zhonghua took the cup, got on his horse and left.

"gun!"

Yan Zhi stretched out his hand.

Zhao Fugui threw the Type [-] sniper rifle in his arms towards Yan Zhi.

Yan Zhi reached out to grab the [-] sniper rifle, tore off a clean white tablecloth from the table next to him and spread it on the floor, and sat down cross-legged as if no one was there.

Yan Zhi put the sniper rifle flat on his thigh, pulled out the clip, lightly pressed the clamp with the palm of his right hand, pulled the trigger with his left hand, then held the gun body over his head with his right hand, danced 180 degrees gracefully, and put the gun in the front and rear positions. Swap, push the left hand forward, pull out the quadruple scope to remove, the five fingers of the right hand are as flexible as five little elves, pull the circlip a few times to take out the downward-bending charging handle, hold the gun handle with the left hand and retreat, and the five fingers of the right hand take turns After rolling a few times, remove the silencer, clamp the gun stock under the left armpit, hold the bracket with both hands, slide and push forward, pause and pull, and the bracket has been removed.

Yan Zhi had a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were almost squinted, and he disassembled several large parts of the Type [-] sniper rifle with impeccable skill, and placed them one by one on the white tablecloth, watching everyone on the rostrum People are dumbfounded.

Nie Yuanfeng's team of instructors under the stage was convinced that this method of dismantling the gun is definitely a master.

No, no, this method is definitely at the level of the ancestors.

Hong Long, Liu Yunfei, and Hu Meng stood dumbfounded and completely convinced.

The soldiers in the audience were convinced.Soldiers admire the strong most, only the strong can lead the soldiers to victory, and the strong can make the soldiers bleed less.

It was also the first time for Zhao Fugui to see how the chief dismantled guns. He was so proficient that he couldn't express his proficiency. He was so dazed that he didn't know it. The half of the cigarette caught between his two fingers fell to the ground, and he muttered to himself: "This... ...This is the ancestor, this is..."

Yan Zhi squinted his eyes and quickly cleaned the gun, assembled the gun faster than dismantling the gun, finally loaded the magazine and opened the safety.

He disassembled, cleaned, and assembled the gun just now, and he had integrated his heart with the soul of the gun.

Nalan loyally asked for a telescope.

Immediately, several lieutenants fetched a dozen binoculars from the side of the stage and distributed them to every general on the stage.

Yan Zhi picked up the sniper rifle.

The audience was silent.

(End of this chapter)