The competition begins!
Uncle Biao, Instructor Hu, and Instructor Jian stood in the open space outside the grove, with Bawanghua and the Flying Tigers standing behind them.
About ten minutes after Lei Weidong entered the grove, instructor Jian waved his hand, and a small group of Flying Tigers, led by Du Dewei, rushed into the grove in groups of three.
"Tell me, who will win?"
Seeing the Flying Tigers and Lei Weidong entering the woods, Bawanghua started talking behind them.
"Of course it's Brother Dong. Those losers in the Flying Tigers, Brother Dong took care of them in a flash of five divided by two." Bai Kailun and Jian Huizhen said in unison.
They are Lei Weidong's girlfriends, so of course they have to support their husbands.
"I think the Flying Tigers will win. After all, they are a small team. Even the reserve Flying Tigers cannot be dealt with by one person, unless he is Rambo.
Compared to Bai Kailun and Jian Huizhen who believed 100% in Lei Weidong, Ahong and others believed that the Flying Tigers would win.
"Would you like to make a bet?"
"What are you betting on, money?"
"What are you doing gambling for? Whoever loses will wash the other person's socks for a week."
"I'm betting on washing socks, but a week is too little. If you want to wash them, just wash them for a month."
No matter how beautiful a girl is, her socks will stink after sweating. Especially since they have to train here and climb up and down every day, the smell of their socks will definitely kill the girls.
It would be great if someone could do it for you.
After Bai Kailun proposed, Ahong, Chen Yalun and others all followed suit. One month for you and one month for me. If Lei Weidong wins, the socks of Bai Kailun and Jian Huizhen will be washed in the training camp.
If you lose.
That would require Lei Weidong to spend money to buy a lot of socks and send them to the training camp for the girls to replace.
About three or four minutes later, before the girls had finished raising their bets, they saw Lou Languang and two Flying Tigers members walking out of the woods with their heads lowered.
This was too fast. In just a few minutes, three people were killed. Looking at Lou Languang and the others, Instructor Jian couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. It's a drill. Every victory will lead to defeat. This is not just the beginning. The results will be determined later." Looking at the serious look on Instructor Jian's face, Uncle Biao said with a smile.
Not even a minute after he finished speaking, three more members of the Flying Tigers came out.
At this time, Instructor Jian could no longer stand. He called Lou Languang over and asked, "What's going on? Six people were killed so quickly."
"Instructor, Lei Weidong's speed is too fast. He feels like a cat following people in the woods. He should be in front, but he appears from behind, catching us off guard.
If there were many of us surrounding him, but no one could be found, I really don’t know how he was so familiar with the terrain, as if he had grown up in it. "
A member of the Flying Tigers replied in frustration.
"Mainly because I can't use a gun. If I could use a gun, I would never be in such a mess. No matter how fast I am, I can only have bullets." Unconvinced Lou Languang couldn't help but cursed,
"If you have the ability and dare to fight with real swords and guns, you can't be considered a good man if you stab someone in the back."
"Losing is losing, winning is winning. If a small team fights against one person and is killed by someone but still refuses to admit defeat, do 500 push-ups when you go back and double the training starting today." Instructor Jian scolded.
While talking, Flying Tigers members came out one after another from the grove, and even the second best player Awen and the third best player Abang failed one after another. This made Instructor Jian a little angry and called them over to scold them.
"Tell me why you lost. Don't tell me it was accidental, just like Anan did."
"Instructor, it's not that you're not careful, it's that your skills are inferior to others." Awen lowered his head and said nothing, and it was Abang who helped explain.
"Instructor, when Sir Lei faced us, he faced a challenge from Guan Mingda. Awen, I, and a team member went up together, but each time we met, one of them was punished by him.
He practiced Wing Chun like he was fast, accurate and ruthless, and we couldn't guard him at all.
I hit him and flew straight up and hit a tree trunk. If Sir Lei hadn't held me up, I might have been injured. "
Seeing a master like Lei Weidong, Abang knew that he had really been sitting in a well and watching the sky. He thought he was very good at it, but after fighting against the master, he lay down instantly.
"Where's Ah Wei, how is he?" Seeing Abang admit defeat, instructor Jian only hoped that Du Dewei could earn some face for himself.
"Ah Wei, he's not good at it. It's even difficult to cause trouble for Lei Weidong." Although he had confidence in Du Dewei's skills, thinking of his fight with Lei Weidong, Abang shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Compared with Du Dewei and Lei Weidong, the gap between a child and an adult is as big as a mere meeting...
Not long after he finished speaking, the battle in the grove ended.
Du Dewei and a member of the Flying Tigers helped each other out, followed by Lei Weidong.
Compared to Lei Weidong, who was spotless, Du Dewei and his teammates looked a bit miserable. Not only were their clothes scratched and torn, but there were also blood stains on their faces.
"What's going on?" Uncle Biao asked with a frown.
"I refused to admit defeat, so I was beaten a bit badly." Du Dewei's nosebleed came out from the beating, and he replied while stopping the bleeding, "Fortunately, Sir Lei was merciful, otherwise I would have come out lying down.
Instructor, I understand. Although our training was very hard in the past, there is still a big gap between us and the world's first-class special forces. Needless to say, Sir Lei killed my whole team with just tree branches, and I was convinced. .
If this were a real battlefield, we wouldn't even be able to find anyone to back us up. "
"This is because we don't have guns. It would never be like this if we had guns. Otherwise, we would have to change the scene and compete again." Lou Languang, who was in charge of the comedy in the movie, jumped out.
"Instructor Jian, do we still need to compete?" Uncle Biao's goal was to kill the Flying Tigers' majesty. Now that the goal has been achieved, he didn't want to cause any problems.
"Let's compare and let me see the shortcomings of the Flying Tigers I trained." Taking a look at Instructor Hu standing not far away and Lei Weidong who was surrounded by overlord flowers asking questions, Instructor Jian took the risk.
It's all embarrassing anyway, so let's just do it more completely.
It doesn't matter if you lose the test, as long as there are no problems on the battlefield in the future.
"Instructor Jian, how are you going to compete in the next game?" Seeing that Instructor Jian's tone was critical, Uncle Biao nodded. This is a qualified commander.
Don't be afraid of failure, as long as you can learn a lesson. What you are most afraid of are those stubborn bastards who only know how to blame others and don't know how to correct themselves.
If Instructor Jian is like this, Uncle Biao will kick him out of the Flying Tigers even if he doesn't want it.
"What our Flying Tigers encounter the most is fighting against terrorism in the city and rescuing hostages, exchanging fire with the enemy between buildings. We rarely encounter situations like this in the grove. It's better to fight against terrorism in the city and rescue hostages in the next game."
