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There was indeed the sound of guns roaring in the distance, mixed with inaudible shouts, and it seemed to be going on very intensely. Across a mountain forest, one can feel the majesty of the momentum there.
Zhao Zhuorun held his gun and asked: "What are they talking about?"
Comrade next to him: "Kill?"
Anyway, it¡¯s just some similar words.
There has been no movement for three or four hours after the winning streak. I don¡¯t know if I was eliminated or if I have other plans. Zhao Zhuorun's guerrilla team had doubled in size, and he had almost forgotten about this man. Only now do I remember that Lian Sheng said he wanted to find someone for them.
Zhao Zhuorun lowered his chin and said, "Go over and take a look."
Several people were half-bent, hiding their figures and rushing over there quickly.
The sound became clearer and clearer, and finally reached the edge of the fierce battle zone. Several people were hiding behind trees and could feel stray bullets flying in front of their eyes.
There was a melee at the scene, and it was impossible to tell whether it was an enemy or a friend. Both sides were completely in disarray, shouting the names of their teammates, but shooting randomly with their hands without any delay.
The psychology of the masses has reached an unprecedented level of unity. It's a rare opportunity, kill first and then talk, what's the beep?
Everyone was dumbfounded, where is this going?
Comrade A was shocked and said: "How is this happening? Who is the teammate?"
Zhao Zhuorun loaded the weapon and reminded: "This is actually a personal elimination match, there are no so-called teammates."
This is originally an individual match. No matter who he is, everyone standing on the field should be the enemy.
Several people suddenly figured it out, then laughed, picked up their weapons, and joined the battle.
Not daring to gather too close together to avoid becoming a target, a dozen or so people dispersed the team, keeping their distance from each other, and scattered around.
For this type of exercise, the order of participants and students¡¯ appearance is different every year, and the professional span is large, making it difficult to organize. For example, Ji Fangxiao has a circle of seniors, and Zhao Zhuorun has a circle of juniors. Their circles are unwilling to accept too many people who will hold them back. And no one could organize these "skirmishers" to fight against the two teams of bosses, and finally a fixed pattern of big fish eating small fish evolved.
This time, there were rare conflicts and resistance, and the exercise became truly exciting.
The bullets in Lian Sheng¡¯s hand were fired one after another. If you just looked at her shooting frequency, you would think that this person was acting randomly. However, they watched helplessly as those targets fell one after another.
Is this the standard a command system should have? Or can everything focus automatically? What else could they do but offer their knees?
So Lu Mingyuan and others worked harder to pick up bullets.
The people on the mountain finally began to flow.
For Lian Sheng and the others, these were originally a group of randomly assembled skirmishers. Their task was to perform on their own, and they could come and go at will. But for Ji Fangxiao, no matter how many head points they got here, the number of people in the team was constantly decreasing.
He fought for a while and realized something was wrong. If this continues, the advantage of gathering a team will be gone at all, and some people are even still killing each other.
Ji Fangxiao put away his gun and shouted loudly: "Team up! Don't fall into the enemy's trap. Count the number of people in the whole team!"
His voice was not obvious in the surrounding noise, and it was almost drowned out by the roar of people, but it was enough. The people who heard it started to announce the order with a louder voice.
Lu Mingyuan waved his arms and shouted, pointing forward: "Snipe that conductor! The one who was standing in the middle talking just now! Fire surrounds the sideline, no one is allowed to leave today!"
Wouldn¡¯t it be better to just live and die in there? Why do you have to leave? This step is another long tug of war.
The winning streak turns the gun and targets all players who want to evacuate. She had reminded Lu Mingyuan before that such an unorganized and undisciplined situation was most beneficial to them. If they did not take the opportunity to severely defeat their team, it would be difficult to have a second chance.
It¡¯s a pity that Lian Sheng couldn¡¯t recognize who Ji Fangxiao was in the blink of an eye. Otherwise, if he had been captured first, things would have been much easier.
Under the guidance of Lu Mingyuan¡¯s call, the line of fire in the edge area began to intensify. No matter whether they are friends or foes, no one will be spared who is trying to retreat.
Because of the fierce fighting, there were a large area of ??corpses lying in the forest. The instructors in the control room were seriously short of manpower, and the order at the scene was in chaos. The instructor who was guarding the bottom of the mountain was afraid of affecting the war situation and could not forcefully go in to take people. He could only let the corpses crawl out from the path by themselves, and at the same time arranged for the people at the bottom of the mountain to quickly fill up.
The progress of the exercise is accelerating rapidly. It used to take three hours to replace more than thirty people, but now in less than thirty minutes, about fifty or sixty people have come down.
 p;Zhao Zhuorun raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. It's not like Ji Fangxiao's platoon has never fought against them, but the other party has been deliberately avoiding him, and this time they finally take the initiative to challenge? Then he nodded and said, "Okay."
Everyone started cheering.
The instructor was happy to see the success and came out to preside over the order: "Come on, everyone, disperse and come out to an empty space."
The onlookers quickly retreated, and a circular venue with a diameter of more than seven meters wide was cleared for them.
The instructor arranged the place and asked the students in the front row to sit down. He turned around and asked the two of them if they were ready, and blew the whistle after receiving a response.
Both of them are good at boxing. Ji Fangxiao was the first to attack, while Zhao Zhuorun started to defend. They met in the center of the field, and then Zhao Zhuorun slowly adjusted his angle and retreated, testing the opponent's punching path.
After a few moves, Zhao Zhuorun started to counterattack after sensing the opponent's moves.
Judging from the winning streak, although they are evenly matched on the surface, Zhao Zhuorun is more domineering. Both in terms of qualifications and skills.
The speed, strength and angle of his punches are all more cunning. As for skills, although Ji Fangxiao's moves are varied, including hooks, straight punches, kicks, punches, grabs, twists, and fake moves, it's overwhelming. It was too messy and fancy, but it exposed his own defensive deficiencies. As for Zhao Zhuorun, it is very simple to attack and defend.
He played very steadily and accurately.
So after playing against each other a few times, the gap between the two sides began to show. The winner was decided quickly.
Zhao Zhuorun blocked Ji Fangxiao's arm and punched the opponent's temple. Just before encountering, follow the principle of "stop until you hit" and start to stop. The winning streak could already be seen as the muscles in his hands slowly relaxed to end this duel.
"As a result, Ji Fangxiao did not give up when things were good. Instead, he seized the opportunity and started to attack. He grabbed Zhao Zhuorun's arm, turned around violently, pushed Zhao Zhuorun to the ground, and pressed him up.
The onlookers looked at each other and applauded vigorously: "Wow¡ª¡ª!"
Lian Sheng¡¯s eyelids twitched.
What they may see in their eyes is a strong counterattack, but what they see in Lian Sheng's eyes is shamelessness.
Zhao Zhuorun's expression was obviously a little depressed, and he didn't react for a long time.
This honest boy.
Ji Fangxiao took a step back, stretched out his hand towards him, and pulled him up with a smile: "I agree."
The corners of Zhao Zhuorun¡¯s mouth sank, and his expression was unkind. He stood up from the ground with a "hmm" sound.
??Lian Sheng touched his chin and said with a hint: "It's amazing."
"Senior Ji?" Meng Jiangwu clapped excitedly, "He is indeed very powerful."
Lian Sheng glanced at him: "You guys are awesome too."
Meng Jiangwu: "What?"
Streak: "Nothing."
Zhao Zhuorun rubbed his wrists, bowed his head and exited the middle circle. Lian Sheng patted his butt and stood up, raised his hands and said: "I want to play too." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com