Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 582 You really lost this time

"give up."

"I just punched you on the top of your stomach. Although you can breathe now, your brain is still muddled. You can't make an accurate judgment at all. You can only rely on instinct to fight back."

"Oh, that's not necessarily true." After Feng He finished speaking, he kicked his feet on the ground, and fell to the ground with Geng Jihui.

At the same time, Feng He also changed his moves, bent his arms and aimed his elbows at Geng Jihui's chest.

boom!
Geng Jihui didn't have time to react, so he could only let his body hit the ground.

"Forehead…"

Feng He's elbow on Geng Jihui's chest slammed into Geng Jihui's chest the moment he fell to the ground.

Although Feng He's blow was not powerful, it still made Geng Jihui subconsciously loosen Feng He's left arm.

Seizing the opportunity, Feng He clenched his fist with his right hand and threw it at the elbow joint of Geng Jihui's left arm.

"hiss!"

Geng Jihui only felt a sudden numbness in his left arm, and the left arm that clamped Feng He loosened a little.

"There is a door!"

Feng He screamed in his heart excitedly, and then threw his fist at the elbow joint of Geng Jihui's left arm.

One, two, three.

Feng He's punch was heavier than one punch, and three consecutive punches completely made Geng Jihui lose control of Feng He.

As the left arm drooped weakly, a stern look flashed in Geng Jihui's eyes, he quickly retracted the Wuguang dagger, and clamped Feng He's neck with his right arm.

At the same time, bend your right leg and support Feng He's spine with your knee: "Don't move, I will support your spine. If you move around and I will roll over and press you down, you will be paralyzed."

"Paralyzed me? I'll cripple you first."

After finishing speaking, Feng He raised his left leg and slammed Geng Jihui's left calf with the heel of his military boot.

woo...

Hearing the voice, Geng Jihui realized that he didn't dare, and quickly moved his left leg to escape Feng He's attack range.

Snapped!
A dull crash sounded.

Geng Jihui was still a step late. Although Feng He didn't hit the calf bone, the heel of his thick military boots landed heavily on the calf.

A piercing pain swept through Geng Jihui's brain the moment Feng He succeeded.

"Then go paralyze!" Geng Jihui, who was lying under Feng He, exerted his strength, and instantly reversed the order of the two.

puff…

"Damn it, why are you hitting my ass." Feng He lay on the ground, feeling the pain from the weight on his buttocks, and resisted the pain.

"It really paralyzes you, how can I explain to the boss?"

Under the dual effects of the body repair potion and potential potion, Geng Jihui's left arm has recovered after just a short while.

Geng Jihui switched his right hand to his left, and took out the Wuguang dagger with his right hand again and stuck it on Feng He's neck: "This time you really lost."

"Instructor, do you like men?" Feng He asked.

"Of course I don't like it anymore, I have a girlfriend."

After finishing speaking, Geng Jihui was stunned for a moment, moved the knee that was touching Feng He's buttocks, turned over and lay beside Feng He, panting heavily, trying to relieve the pain in his calf.

"Fuck, you're so ruthless, if I didn't hide quickly, I would really have a limp."

Geng Jihui, who had been lying down for a while, sat up from the ground, rolled up his trouser legs and said, looking at the bruises.

"At that time, I just wanted to fight back. I didn't realize until I met you that you were not an enemy. It was too late to move away. Fortunately, instructor, you are fine." Feng He got up awkwardly and said.

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Geng Jihui, trying to pull him up from the ground.

"It's okay, go back to your team of unlimited armed cross-country, no problem." Geng Jihui stood up with a limp and said.

"Report to the instructor, there is no problem." Feng He said.

"It seems that I have to withdraw from this assessment." Geng Jihui looked at his livid calf and said.

"Instructor, I'm sorry!" Feng He apologized again.

"no need to say sorry."

Geng Jihui waved his hand, and turned his attention to the health worker who was dealing with Chen Yanting: "This soldier belongs to your team too? What's his name?"

"His name is Chen Yanting, and he is best at fighting and only making traps. Even I sometimes ask him for advice on fighting." Feng He said with a smile.

"His punching speed is quite fast, can you tell me how he trained?" Geng Jihui asked.

"He trains with a baseball when he has nothing to do. As long as there is no task, he will train with a baseball alone in the fighting training hall and dormitory."

Feng He briefly talked about Chen Yanting's training methods. Geng Jihui nodded while listening and watched Chen Yanting fall into deep thought.

monitoring Center.

Lin Mu and Zhao Dong also noticed that Chen Yanting's punching speed was much faster than that of ordinary special forces members.

"Baseball? It's interesting. I'll try it later." Lin Mu said while looking at the monitoring screen of the conversation between Geng Jihui and Feng He.

"You can try it, but this thing is only suitable for recruits to increase the speed of punching, and it has no other effect." Zhao Dong on the side poured cold water on Lin Mu.

"Ok?"

Lin Mu looked at Zhao Dong in surprise, wondering why he was so sure?
"I didn't try it before I left the army. This thing is basically useless for special forces with various skills or soldiers who have been in the army for more than two years."

"But for those recruits who just joined the army, baseball can be used to train punching posture, speed, and reaction speed."

Zhao Dong noticed Lin Mu's gaze, and then explained to Lin Mu.

"understood."

Lin Mu nodded to show that he understood, and turned to look at the surveillance screen.

"But this method has a drawback. Rapid punching and constant observation of the opponent and the surrounding area can easily make the brain fall into a state of fatigue. Just watch this soldier's state will decline in a few minutes, the punch will be weak, and the hands can't keep up with the brain. Condition."

Sure enough, things were just as Zhao Dong said, Chen Yanting's reaction also slowed down, and his punches were not as powerful as they were at the beginning.

The hygienist, who was aware of this situation, seized this opportunity and quickly counterattacked. First, he feinted twice to make Chen Yanting subconsciously dodge backwards.

Taking advantage of Chen Yanting's gaze away for a while, the hygienist went around and clamped Chen Yanting's arms, and at the same time pressed Chen Yanting's waist firmly with his knees.

After a whole set of operations, Chen Yanting lost the chance to resist. He looked up at the hygienist and said, "I lost."

The hygienist let go of Chen Yanting, and Chen Yanting, who had regained his freedom, moved his arms to relieve the pain just now, and stood in front of the hygienist to salute.

After the health worker returned a military salute, he walked out of the forest and walked towards the entrance of the forest under the leadership of captain Feng He.

"Don't look at me, my calf is seriously injured and I can't act with you." Geng Jihui waved his hand.

"What's the matter with you?" The hygienist, Qiangzi and others who didn't notice the situation asked in concern.

"A little injured, I can barely move, but it will increase the time." Geng Jihui waved his hand again.

Lin Mu in the surveillance center understood Geng Jihui's meaning when he saw Geng Jihui waving his hands. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Leng Feng, go to the place just now and pick up Geng Jihui and the eight people who were walking back."

As soon as Leng Feng, who had moved the ostrich into the health team, got into the car, the walkie-talkie in Long Xiaoyun's hand rang.

(End of this chapter)