sbdcsierra Chapter 649: I never lost before, and I won’t lose now!
Chapter 649: I never lost before, and I won’t lose now!
No one can defeat us before we surrender.
French Chicken represents the captain, with one hand behind his back and his chin slightly raised.
He waved the white handkerchief in his hand as if raising a flag of victory.
Seeing this scene, Qin Feng felt a sense of admiration in his heart.
They can surrender so elegantly, worthy of France, a country with romance in its bones.
At this moment, he finally had a deeper understanding of the two words "daily breastfeeding" and "elegance".
At the same time, I finally found the antonym of Li Yunlong's sentence "Even though we know we can't win, we still have to draw our swords."
"Team French Chicken, the entire team withdraws from the competition!"
The referee immediately came to his senses and announced loudly.
The crowd was shocked at first, then they talked in low voices, and finally they slowly accepted it.
The reason why the French chicken team was able to advance all the way to the finals was largely due to luck.
The actual combat skills of their three team members are not enough to be compared with the other two teams.
Compared to getting beaten and getting third place, and directly announcing defeat, withdrawing from the competition, and automatically becoming third place.
Obviously the latter is more decent. After all, no one wants to be beaten for no reason.
At the same time, only two teams, America and Yan Country, were left on the scene. Whoever could defeat the other would be the first place in this round of practical fighting competition.
"This is actually a good idea." Thomas Wu looked at Qin Feng coldly, "It saves us from getting in the way."
"That's exactly what I meant."
Qin Feng looked at the referee: "Referee, can we just go 3v3 and keep it simple?"
The referee cast a questioning look at Thomas Wu. After receiving the same answer, the remaining two players from both teams stepped forward together.
Zhao Pengfei's opponent is a tall and strong black man, as strong as King Kong, and looks very difficult to deal with.
Qi Meng's opponent is a blond man with a crew cut. He has a thick neck and very strong trapezius muscles, and his ability to withstand blows is obviously very good.
As for Qin Feng, his opponent is Thomas Wu, a Chinese Ranger Lieutenant Colonel who also has an Asian face.
The eyes of both sides met in the air, generating crackling electricity, and the scene was full of tension.
As the referee blew the whistle, players from both teams roared and rushed towards each other.
The black soldier who looked like King Kong rushed forward with his arms open, trying to grab Qi Meng.
Qi Meng did not dodge, but instead kicked the ground with his right foot, and rushed towards the guy like a cannonball.
"Iron Mountain Damn!"
The sound of collision rang out on the field.
The soldier who looked like King Kong took three steps back but did not fall down.
Qi Meng's expression looked extremely painful, and he obviously didn't expect that he would not be able to knock the other person down this time.
Instead, it made his shoulders extremely painful, even as if their tendons were numb.
In the crowd, Li Jiasheng and Long Tianye hissed...
It seemed that they all felt the same pain in Qi Meng's shoulder.
This black soldier is over two meters tall and weighs at least 250 kilograms. He looks almost as big as NBA star Shaquille O'Neal.
The weight difference between the two sides is nearly 70 to 80 kilograms, and the opponent is a tank, so it is naturally not so easy to shake him.
......
At the same time, Zhao Pengfei had already started fighting with the blond man with a crew cut.
The opponent's punches were faster and more powerful, and he was obviously a boxer.
Although Zhao Pengfei practiced Sanda in his early years, he later joined the army and learned a lot of fighting skills.
But his strength is still far inferior to that of this blond guy with a buzz cut.
He could only dodge continuously and try his best to defend against the opponent's attacks.
But what surprised him was that not only he and Qi Meng were in a passive position, but even Qin Feng was gradually at a disadvantage under the opponent's impenetrable attack.
Zhao Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. He originally thought that in this round, even if he and Qi Meng were at a disadvantage, Qin Feng would be able to find a way to gain the advantage and win.
But now it seems that he is in the same tough battle as himself.
It’s not clear when it started, but it seems that looking for Qin Feng when encountering difficulties has become an inherent impression in everyone’s mind.
It was as if no matter what difficulties or dangers there were, they could always be easily solved by him.
But Qin Feng is neither a god nor a superman, so how could he have a solution every time?
There has never been such a thing as an undefeated general since ancient times. Perhaps Qin Feng has met his match this time.
Zhao Pengfei stopped daydreaming and calmed himself down.
Now, if I want to win this battle, I'm afraid I can only rely on myself.
In desperate situation, Zhao Pengfei's potential was stimulated little by little, his brain began to work at super speed, constantly seeking ways to defeat the enemy.
As Qin Feng and Qi Meng's former squad leader, he must do something this time and cannot always rely on Qin Feng.
This time, he wants to lead everyone to win this battle.
Zhao Pengfei deliberately created a flaw, and then was punched in the waist.
Seeing the opponent's flaw, the blond man with a crew cut immediately looked for an opportunity and kicked him in the head.
But just when it was about to hit him, Zhao Pengfei was prepared and immediately raised his arm to block his cheek.
Even though he had blocked some of the force, the opponent's kick still caused his ears to bleed and buzz.
He seized the opportunity and when the opponent pulled back his legs, he quickly hugged him, like a vine climbing up a pole, and rushed up to the opponent and punched him hard in the chin...
"Good fight!"
While Qin Feng was dealing with Thomas Wu's attack, he was also paying close attention to the situation on the court.
He actually didn't use his full strength, nor did he intend to use it.
In this kind of military competition that is broadcast live throughout the entire event, teamwork is the main theme.
Qin Feng does not want to, nor does he want to become a representative of personal heroism. After all, he does not have a red or blue plate, nor is he a captain with a sweet mouth.
On the one hand, a large part of his strength is due to the powerful learning and growth talent of the system [Tian Xing Jian], which cannot be replicated or imitated by others.
Pretending to be cool is not his character, and he is not the Crooked Mouth Dragon King.
Qin Feng is fighting for his country this time, so he cannot use this place as a stage for his personal show.
On the other hand, Qin Feng also hopes to improve the military capabilities and combat level of his own soldiers by competing with masters from other countries.
He has always believed that this multinational military exchange exercise in the Asia-Pacific should be a platform for mutual learning, rather than an arena for countries to compete for interests and fight openly and secretly.
Peace is hard-won. Although they are all soldiers, Qin Feng does not want to meet with everyone present in battle one day.
Of course, except for those guys who have a deep blood feud and refuse to repent...
Finally, Qin Feng also hopes to give Zhao Pengfei and Qi Meng more opportunities to appear in international competitions.
As a commander, Qin Feng considers more.
Not only do you have to lead the team, but you also have to help your soldiers gain corresponding credit and help them go further in the future.
Not only in this competition, but also in other previous competitions, Qin Feng has always implemented this purpose.
Give Li Jiasheng, Long Tianye, Fan Dalei, Xu Tiancai... as many opportunities as possible to perform and help them get more military merits.
While they received honors and commendations, they also felt proud as the commanders of the team.
At the same time, keeping a low profile can also prevent Qin Feng from being targeted by some ill-intentioned people in other countries because of his outrageous personal strength.
So, it’s a win-win situation for all parties…
At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the side, and then he heard Zhao Pengfei shout: Be careful!
He turned his head and a fist kept getting bigger in his field of vision.
It was the blond man with a crew cut who suddenly attacked from the side.
Qin Feng deliberately delayed his action of raising his hand to block, but immediately afterwards, he was kicked in the chest.
He flew backwards and his back hit the sand pit hard, causing his bones to feel numb with pain.
Bastard, sneak attack!
"I thought you were good at fighting?"
Thomas Wu sneered, "So, it looks good but is useless."
Qin Feng covered his chest and climbed up with a grim expression. Zhao Pengfei and Qi Meng also rushed up quickly and asked him nervously if he was okay.
Qin Feng waved his hands to show that he was fine: "How about you two? Can you beat them?"
"If you can't beat me, you have to beat me!"
"Back then on the snowy mountains, our ancestors never lost. Now that our descendants are standing in the same place, it's even less likely that they will lose!"
Both of them had been injured in many places, but their morale was much stronger than before.
Half of Qi Meng's eye was swollen, and Zhao Pengfei's teeth were all stained with blood.
Qin Feng looked at the two men who were becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, and a smile appeared on his face: It’s almost time to put an end to this battle!