Chapter 140: Alive, the winner.

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The fat man had no one to choose. He waved impatiently: "Just you, come together."
Freedom fighters have long seen this as a disgusting fat man, and when he listens to his death, he will swarm up, but the fat man shouts slowly: "Slow ..."
"I fucking." The crowd watching on the side was almost mad by the fat man, and everyone was ready to beat him. He stopped. What trick does he want to do? Did he sell plasters before?
The fat man moved his muscles and laughed: "I'm afraid that I will hurt everyone and fight."
The freedom fighters are about to collapse. What do you mean by this fat man? If you don't fight, everyone spit each other? You can't spray more than 30 in one mouth!
The fat man said: "So, this is the first time I have come to this base. You have stayed here for a long time and the environment is more familiar than me. I don't want to bully people. Let's play a game, street fighting. Will you?
This is a kind of training that takes a dagger-like pen in hand and draws a mark on the opponent's body by hand-to-hand combat while hiding and chasing each other. For freedom fighters, this is one of their most indispensable trainings. For these freedom fighters, the future combat environment is to start a riot in a city lined with tall buildings.
Upon hearing that the fat man actually challenged this, and it was a pair of thirty, the freedom fighters felt that this fat man was too ignorant of life and death! In a fight, it is really impossible for everyone to swarm under the eyes of everyone. After all, they are students of Algarfal, although some are not pleasing to the eye, the base is on top with the guys as soon as they come, but with Algarfal ’s prestige, no soldier dares Disobey the orders of the students he sent.
Seeing that a warrior took the training simulation dagger, the fat man chose one and said, "Go ahead." Pull out and run, when the freedom fighters pick up the simulation dagger, the fat man has disappeared without a trace. The crowd in the playground looked at each other horrificly. You should know that the position where the fat man is standing is also tens of meters away from the nearest building. On the playground, all the stairs in the aisle corridor are people. Under the eyes of many people, many people are staring at the fat man, I just felt that when he drilled into the crowd and saw the flowers in front of him, he couldn't find anyone.
A commander waved his hand, and the freedom fighters spread out under his leadership, chasing in the direction of the fat man running. They didn't pay attention to each other's response. After all, it was thirty-to-one. If they gathered together to play hard, this face would be lost.
Freedom fighters scattered into the scattered buildings in the base. Because the crowd was concentrated outside, the building seemed relatively empty.
All the audience knew the rules. They kept calm and did not change their eyes. What the freedom fighters did not know was that behind them, the two onlookers could not help but laugh.
A fat man was like an audience in the crowd, watching the direction of freedom fighters with interest. Only two people noticed him, and even a middle-aged man standing beside him did n’t notice everyone ’s goal. By his side, he even gave in sideways at the request of the fat man.
The only two people who found this serious fat man posing as an audience were also inadvertently noticed. When they saw the person beside them who didn't know when to stand here, they almost called out. In their subconscious mind, they didn't even know when this guy was standing here, as if he had been standing here from the beginning, as if the person who challenged the Freedom Fighter in the middle of the field were his twins.
In order not to affect the rules, the two onlookers looked away, and in a moment, the fat man disappeared. They couldn't help looking for the probe, but they couldn't find it. Others almost laughed. A fat man was like a fat mouse, shrinking his head and hiding behind the freedom fighters along the corners and crowd gaps. His movements were very nimble and agile, and he always bowed and bent to shuttle The most suitable route did not alarm the crowd to make way for him.
The onlookers saw clearly that the lazy walk was at the end, and the six freedom fighters who felt a little indifferent to such a game and seemed absent-minded were poked in the vest with simulated daggers in an instant. It's too fast, the fat man's speed is like lightning, and the chosen route is extremely accurate. It starts from a sudden burst and ejects from the crowd and kills one person to the end of the sixth person, no more than three seconds!
enough! Sanjad and the two guides glanced at each other, and he almost wanted to stop. No one can match this craftsman in this base! This Algafal disciple is not a straw bag. He is a professional warrior who has gone through battles. His movement skills are definitely in the artillery fire, and he is hone in the battle of life and death! Cunning, decisive, and spicy. It is almost impossible to describe such a professional warrior wandering in the dark!
No wonder! No wonder Hopkins will die in his hands. Sanjad regretted not publicizing this person's information to the freedom fighters in advance. Now, he can only stand here and remain silent! Half is for curiosity, and the other half, he believes that Algafal students understand what they are doing. These deadly warriors do have a paranoia that makes people speechless.
The figure of the fat man disappeared into the complex with the freedom fighters. The rooms, aisles, windows, stairs, and prey became hunters. One by one, the freedom fighters quietly exited the cat with deadly paintings. A mouse-like game.
Ten minutes later, when the fat man walked out with a smile, the thirty-three freedom fighters who had contested with him had already stood in the middle of the field one by one. This time, they lined up, neat and solemn, but somewhat dissatisfied.
The fat man smiled and said: "I know you are still a little bit unconvinced, so let's take the simulated sniper rifle, we play sniper."
Both the onlookers and the soldiers were silent. Judging from the road fighting just now, this fat man is definitely a master who is proficient in disappearing and sneaking, and is a top soldier in the sniper. Although he hasn't used his sniper method yet, everyone feels very optimistic when this game method is proposed.
Sixteen of the best snipers were selected, and the fat man's 30 meters disappeared and three of them dropped their guns directly. The remaining thirteen came apart and chose their respective sniper positions. They and Fatty were in two opposite positions, one south and one north.
A freedom fighter is concealed under the window, observing the northern complex through concealed periscope. The sniper must find the target without exposing himself. Before finding the target, they usually put themselves in a safe place.
The electronic look-through lens of the head peep has just risen by half, and the top of his head was hit by the particle signal of the simulated sniper rifle. He sighed. The instrument that judged the victory or defeat showed that he had been judged out. He didn't even have a chance to find his opponent. He really wanted to understand that although this wall can be penetrated by a sniper rifle, how could the fat man know that he was hiding here with a simulated sniper rifle without infrared rays!
The second out sniper was deceived. He found a helmet-like thing on the north roof. He just extended his simulated sniper rifle from a hidden corner and was found out.
Afterwards, the endless deceit of the north face completely destroyed the confidence of these snipers. This guy is a natural liar. He knows the psychology of snipers too many times. But the target is too realistic and tempting. They can escape one deception, but they cannot escape one after another. Moreover, from the beginning to the end, this wretched fat man did not reveal any trace of him, and all that was exposed out of sight were all traps one after another. It's hard to argue between true and false.
When there were only three snipers left, the fat man showed up. He ran through one window after another, through the seam of the door, behind the low wall, and lured the three most calm snipers with himself. No one can calm down, dynamic sniper challenge static sniper, it is simply to death.
However, the fat man ’s gun was too accurate. When the three snipers were ruled out, they realized that the fat man had already determined his position. Because the sniper gun could not penetrate his bunker, he needed , Just a chance to shoot. What's dynamic versus static, this fat man moves like that for a while. His actions again and again are simply creating inertia of thinking. When he rushes to aim at his next possible location, he has already aimed at his hidden direction. Waiting for yourself to be exposed. This liar!
The defeat of thirteen snipers silenced the freedom fighter at the military base. Seeing that the fat man came out slowly carrying a sniper rifle, a tall free fighter finally couldn't help it. He rushed to the fat man and shouted, "What a skill you are so sneaky, have the ability to fight me! You are still not a man, too sinister! "
The fat man looked at the big five and three thick guys and turned to the other freedom fighters: "He is the best fight among you?" The fighters shook their heads, and Opto said with a smile: "He doesn't count, but, He is the most beaten. When it comes to unarmed combat, he ranks second. "
The fat man looked at the somewhat reddish freedom fighter in front of his eyes and smiled: "The warrior who is the first one of your unarmed combat is also called, I will play with you two."
A man came out of the crowd, and it was the platoon leader who had just stood up. The fat man looked at his thin body and legs and knew that this man's explosive power was absolutely powerful, and he had practiced a pair of legs.
The fat man stepped back and distanced himself from the two opponents, beckoning: "Come on!"
The big man could not bear it anymore, striding forward was a straight fist, and the platoon leader quickly seized the fat man's flanks, a side kick sweeping towards the fat man's waist, very fierce. If this foot is changed for ordinary people, it is really not easy to deal with. If you use your arm, you will definitely be kicked directly by this foot!
The fat man almost fell into the arms of the big man in front of him while standing in a row. His action was incredibly fast. He held the fist of the big man with great strength but insufficient speed, and hit the elbow on the chest of the big man with one hand. The entire person was in the arms of the big man. The platoon leader ’s side kick could not pose a threat to him. The platoon leader kicked the air, and he did not hesitate to rotate 360 ​​degrees in the direction of the strength of his right leg. Remember the back leg and go straight to the fat man's door.
Before he kicked his feet, with a click, Dahan's arm was removed by the fat man, and the other arm was also tightened by the fat man. He had completely lost his fighting power. Seeing that the long legs of the platoon went straight to the door, the fat man pressed the big man with both hands, leveraging a kick, and directly kicked on the platoon's calf.
The platoon leader flicked away, and his right leg was like a flying iron bar. The fast-moving meteor swept again. At this time, the fat man had let go of the big man. Kicked hard with the platoon leader. It's too cruel, and people who are watching can't help but look away, the roots are sour and the back is numb!
There was a trace of pain in Pai Chang's face, another clenching of his teeth. The fat man didn't change his way. He kicked the platoon's calf with the same whip legs. The two men's legs were first-class, just like two big iron rods struck together, very strong. Don't talk about it, think about toothache.
This time, the platoon leader finally couldn't stand up, his legs could no longer be lifted, his feet were soft, and he knelt down on the ground. The fat man was still pumping on the metal moving frame with the simulated sniper rifle next to it. He cut off two sniper rifles one after another and bent a metal frame beam.
"Hi ..." There were all air-sucking sounds around him. The fat man who didn't seem to be threatened was such a ruthless character. Is this a human thing? Is his leg made of iron or steel, so too The scalp is numb!
In shock, the audience was dead, and the needles were audible.
The fat man turned back, glanced at all the freedom fighters present, and smiled and said, "I'm a fat man, why not?"
No one answered. How to answer, who dares to laugh at him like this, and who is eligible to laugh at him? People should be so arrogant. The freedom fighters remembered the teasing and ridicule when they just saw this fat man.
The fat man sneered coldly: "Gather!"
The soldiers stood at the queue with the fastest speed. Not only they, but also the ordinary soldiers watching on the side also joined the ranks, and the playground was filled with neat teams.
The fat man's voice rang on the playground: "I know your psychology and the sufferings of your nation, but this does not become an excuse for you to ignore your life and trample on the dignity of others!"
"In my mind, the freedom front has a group of steel warriors with blood and loyalty and iron discipline, not a group of cowards who only know paranoid nationalism!"
"Teacher Russell sent me, not let me take everyone to death! On the battlefield, it's easy to die, but can you achieve victory with such sacrifices, I tell you now, no! Your sacrifices don't even have a point Meaning! You think you are a hero, yuck! Hero, not someone like you who does n’t know how to cherish life and respect others! "
"Did you just see the comparison just now? You can scold me for being mean and shameless, saying that I am a liar. However, the people who just compared with me are not qualified to say this, because you are dead, the dead are not qualified to blame others, It ’s the winner who speaks, the one who lives is the winner! "
"I'm here today to give you a word, this is not the age of knights, it's not an era when you and your enemies will die together face-to-face, what you need to learn is to live, torture people's lives and fight more than to die happily! You need Learned how to destroy the enemy, not how to destroy yourself! "
"If you don't know how to respect others, you won't be respected by others. If you don't know how to cherish life, you won't deserve to win. You look at yourself, except that you are not afraid of death than others. Which one of you is like a truly brave warrior! Don't make me laugh at you again A coward who looks like a hero! Disband! "
Tian Xingjian froze his face, turned his sleeves and three guides into the meeting room.
Left a groundless self-containment and thinking on the playground.

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