Special Years

When Instructor No. 6 pulled the trigger for the third time, Zhuang Yan shot out all the bullets in the magazine.

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A rustling sound came from the walkie-talkie in the old Baimao's hand again.

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"Three hits, repeat, all three hits, over."

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Zhuang Yan was dumbfounded.

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It seems that I can't cause any disturbance to others.

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Although Old Baimao asked Instructor No. 3 to carry out a surprise attack, it seemed a bit inauthentic, but on the training ground it was just to see the results.

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Zhuang Yan also shot himself and interfered, but the others shot all three.

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After all, it is still a matter of stability.

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lost...

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In just one test, Zhuang Yan was already defeated.

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"I lost." He said calmly, "I have taken care of toilet hygiene this month."

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Old Baimao nodded and said, "Actually, your marksmanship is already very good, at least beyond my expectations. It seems that Han has spent a lot of time on you."

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Zhuang Yan smiled and didn't say anything. He carried his gun back to the team and sat down.

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"Who was the one who was going to fight with the instructor just now?"

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After settling down the solemnity, the old white hair stared at Su Huikai.

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"it's me!"

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At this time, Lao Su was already full of fire.

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He thinks that the old white hair is cheating and cheating, and is arrogant.

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Now, it's my turn to play, and I have to save face for the "Hunter" team.

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For her fighting and boxing, Su Huikai has enough pride and confidence.

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After all, he is also from the former provincial boxing team, and he also participated in the national competition.

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And in terms of strength, Su Huikai believes that she will never lose to those poker face instructors.

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"Take the team to the fighting ring."

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Old Baimao waved his hand, and Instructor No. 1 came up, gave the order to gather everyone, and began to lead to the fighting ring.

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In fact, the fighting platform is similar to the ring. Basically, many special forces training bases have such a thing, which is used for competition.

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The fighting platform of the base is next to the equipment yard, with a roof of cement structure, which is open.

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Everyone sat around the ring, waiting to see the result of Su Huikai, a former provincial boxer, and the instructor.

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In fact, whether it is fighting or boxing, Su Huikai has an absolute advantage in stature.

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Once there is a huge difference in weight, height, etc., the fighting ability of the two sides is almost a geometric gap.

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Yili down ten sessions.

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The old saying is true.

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A 60kg person has to deal with an 80kg person. Under the same training level, it is almost impossible to win unless there is an accident or a miracle.

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Therefore, in the regular competition, the weight must be strictly classified to make the competition more fair.

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Su Huikai had an eye on the instructor number 5 early on.

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The reason for staring at him is very simple. Among all the instructors, he is the shortest, and he doesn't look strong. He looks a little thin, only about 1.7 meters in height.

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In the special forces, such a small man is rare.

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Being able to stand here shows that this little man must have his own unique skills.

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Old Baimao asked Su Huikai, "Which instructor would you pick to compete with you?"

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Su Hui smiled and stood in front of Instructor No. 5, pointed her hand, and said, "I'll choose Instructor No. 5."

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The people around laughed.

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Everyone thought that Su Huikai knew how to exploit this guy too well.

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He was a full 1.8 meters tall, so he picked an instructor who was about 1.7 meters tall.

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Although the instructors are generally good, they are only mortals no matter how good they are.

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Su Huikai was born in a boxing team anyway, she had a solid foundation, and when she saw that figure, she put a pestle in front of instructor No. 5, like a hill.

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This is obviously bullying!

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Su Hui smiled and said to Instructor No. 5, "Instructor, do you mind?"

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Instructor No. 5 shook his head, still with a poker face: "I don't mind."

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The two entered the ring.

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Old Baimao stood by the ring and asked, "Do you want to wear protective gear?"

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"Let's go! Take protective measures, I'm afraid something will happen." Su Huikai kept a smile on her face, as if she was determined to be the No. 5 instructor.

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This move successfully angered Instructor No. 5.

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"I don't see the need to wear full-body protective gear anymore, so just wear a head guard. Wearing gloves and protective gear is like taking a bath with clothes on," he said.

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"Oh!" Su Hui was secretly surprised, the instructor seemed so calm, could it be that he was a master?

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From his point of view, the old white-haired man is probably not as evil as other officers said. He won the solemn victory just now, but it was just a surprise attack! Not really.

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Fighting in the arena is all about strength, and Lao Baimao can't play any moths.

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Thinking of this, Su Hui was happy again.

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The two sides took off their camouflage shirts, revealing the camouflage short sleeves inside, and put on sponge head guards. Su Huikai pressed her fingers, and there was a loud bang.

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Old Baimao said, "Do you want to set rules?"

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Su Huikai looked at Instructor No. 5 and said generously, "I listen to the instructor."

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Instructor No. 5 said, "If you fall down and can't stand up or faint, or you surrender yourself, you will be considered a loser. I think the rules stipulate that you can't attack vital parts such as the eyes and crotch."

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Old Baimao asked Su Huikai, "Student No. 26, do you agree?"

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Su Huikai's number was 26, he nodded: "Agree, until the end of the day, exchange and exchange."

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Instructor No. 5 said, "Okay, don't worry, I will try my best not to hurt you."

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"Hehe!"

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Su Hui was happily surprised again.

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This instructor is evil enough, why is he? Why don't you take yourself seriously?

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With just this head, I didn't make a big head short after rubbing it, but I dared to say that I wouldn't hurt myself...

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"I'm ready!"

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After Su Huikai said these words, she took a fighting stance, and murderous aura immediately poured out of her body.

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"Yo! This recruit is a little peeing!"

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"Yes, it looks like a trainer."

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The following officers and cadets began to comment on their quality again.

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Experts watch the fun, laymen look at the doorway~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just by looking at a starting hand, you can see that Su Huikai is a person who has undergone many years of fighting training, not an embroidered pillow.

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Instructor No. 5 came over and stood two meters away from the opposite side.

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Old Baimao stood under the ring, waved his hand, and shouted, "Start!"

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The muscles on Su Huikai's arms were clearly visible. Just as the old Baimao shouted "start", he slid forward with a bow at his waist, and threw an uppercut at Instructor No. 5.

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The power of this uppercut is enough to stun a person.

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Su Huikai is very confident in her own strength.

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Since the opponent is small, use strength to completely suppress him. Even if he knows how to block, he must not be able to withstand such a violent blow.

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Instructor No. 5 just put on a fighting posture, motionless.

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Su Huikai rolled over like a bulldozer. Even people in the audience could feel the huge power hidden in that uppercut.

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The surroundings of the arena became quiet, and more than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at Su Huikai, who had already started to attack.

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