Chapter 25 The Oriole Mantis Silkworm

At ten in the morning, the busy figure of the German Ninth Border Defense Brigade appeared in the control station nearest to the starting point. According to the competition regulations, the participating teams need to complete fixed scoring tasks such as target shooting, flying knife throwing, obstacle crossing, etc. in the three control stations. In addition, killing other team members will get one point, otherwise losing one point will be lost. Of course, only teams that complete all fixed tasks are eligible to add extra points to participate in the championship competition.

The mist in the deep forest was pregnant with the tense atmosphere accumulated as time moved forward. The first ray of sunlight projected on Wang Yunshan's hat brim, causing his face to flash with a mottled aura.

"Captain, the first control station is about one kilometer ahead. The Germans are already there. Judging from footprints and other marching traces, we should be the second team to arrive at the control station." The scout ran over and reported to Wang Yunshan.

"I am not that stupid when I reach the second one." Wang Yunshan said to himself, and then ordered "bypass the control station and hide five kilometers behind the control station." Calculate the time, the news that "sas" was cleared should have been learned by every team. Now I am heading into the control station, so even if I am lucky enough to not encounter ambush on all sides and hear enemies on all sides, I can't escape anyway.

"Is it April Fool's Day today? I really can't believe that those guys with berets who are unpredictable were actually cleared by the Chinese team." A soldier from the Ninth German Border Defense Brigade in the control station sighed. In fact, it was not just him, but almost everyone except the Chinese team had this idea.

"Stop talking about trash. If you don't want to be like those British people, just complete the prescribed tasks immediately and then be on guard." Zach, the commander of the Ninth Frontier Brigade who was walking by, reminded that he absolutely believed that the "sas"'s crushing defeat had a direct relationship with underestimating the enemy.

"Da, da, da." Before Zach finished speaking, three paintballs exploded on the three members of the German Ninth Border Defense Brigade in the control station.

"Enemy attack! Hidden!"

"Is it those damn monkeys?"

"No, it's France's 'thorn'."

"Damn it, these bitches are raised by these bitches, they actually violated the agreement." Zach, who also saw the enemy clearly, roared angrily. In fact, he had no need to be angry at all. After all, it is not surprising that he can reach a team like the despicable agreement like the Chinese team and do something treacherous.

The construction structure of the control station is a semi-closed fortress. The geographical conditions of easy defense and difficult attack have made the French team's sneak attack not as perfect as expected. Apart from the unlucky men of the German Ninth Frontier Team at the beginning, the disadvantages of the siege did not make much advantage. Therefore, this small-scale but high-end battle soon fell into a stalemate.

"College Case seems that because of the clearance of 'sas', the agreement reached by all parties seems to have expired." After listening to the scout's report, the deputy captain of the "Snow Lion" said to Lei Jian.

"This is normal. Britain's exit has made the title of suspense again. The group of Chinese people seem to have done a good thing. They ordered all the players to block any team members from both sides from a range, and strive to eliminate the vitality of other teams to the maximum extent. It's time for us to give it a try." Lei Jian issued the order, even if this order was born under the psychological effect of a typical gambler.

After receiving the order, the members of the "Snow Lion" quickly look for cover and then enjoy the black gun. Just as every adult has a child living in the body, every outstanding soldier also has a soldier living in the body. In some special times, the control of the two will change between the two, such as now. The members of the "Snow Lion" hiding in the dark enjoy the pleasure of indulgence, while the "thorns" who cause troubles are sighing that "retribution comes quickly" and they quickly reduce their staff. What we have to say here is: attacking this classic front and back

The lethality is indeed very high... When the Soviets arrived at the first control station, the scene was already chaotic, and several people fought in a narrow range around the control station. Without it, it was difficult to form any structure. There is a saying in China that it is called fishing in troubled waters, and a generation of leaders wrote a poem that said, "It is better to chase the remaining bravery to chase the enemy." The Soviet Union, who had a friendship with China many years ago, seemed to have realized this. So many bears resolutely rushed into the battle circle... "Company Commander, the battle over there is so lively." The dense gunfire that lasted for a long time made it difficult for Xu Wei to draw this conclusion.

"Captain, are we going to give him a mantis stalking cicadas, and the oriole is behind?" Zhou Kang asked with a smile, smiling as simple as a farmer who had caught up with the good years.

"The greatest sorrow of the mantis is to regard himself as an oriole." Wang Yunshan was smoking leisurely, as if he was not answering questions.

"Captain, what does it mean?" Zhou Kang asked. He didn't understand Wang Yunshan's answer that sounded foggy.

"If you don't understand, just think about it yourself. If you can figure it out before returning to China, I will be promoted to major." Wang Yunshan said with a teasing look, looking at the distance, and there was a hint of pride and a hint of perversion in his eyes. I'm so anxious that you are a bastard, I just won't be fooled.

"Damn it." Joe Jones cursed and kept the cigarette butt on the ground. Standing in his position, through the telescope, it can be clearly observed that the French "thorns" Estonian "Snow Lions" have been cleared out of the competition one after another, and the German Ninth Border Defense Brigade and the Soviet Alpha Special Operations Team, which had lost a lot of personnel, seemed to have reached a ceasefire agreement and jointly completed the prescribed tasks in the control station.

Why did Captain Jones curse after seeing this harmonious scene? Okay, in order to understand the truth, let's turn back to the night when "Seals" just learned that "sas" was cleared; "Although it is surprising, the Chinese team did. It seems that the political goals of Congress and the president are difficult to achieve." Jones' deputy Howard sighed, abandoning all other dirty factors, and the Chinese team has indeed won the respect of this American soldier.

"Col. SAS has withdrawn from the competition. Should we strive for the championship with all our might?" asked a player not far away.

"Not yet." Jones, who had no joy on his face, spoke unexpectedly, "We must complete the work that the British have not completed. You must know that the task we received is not to win the championship, but to deal a heavy blow to the Chinese special forces team. At least they will be unable to raise their heads within a few years."

Jones's words made the originally excited players silent. After a long time, no one cursed, "Damn politics."

"What's more damn, as soldiers, we must obey politicians." Jones, who did not pursue the story, had no choice but to make a supplement.

"Col. So what should we do?" Howard asked.

"Wait; wait; wait until the Chinese team enters the control station, wait until the Chinese team exchanges fire with other teams, wait until the other teams exchanges fire, the Chinese team goes to the troubled waters to catch fish." When talking about the last plan, Jones's voice was full of confidence. This originated from when he was studying at West Point Military Academy, his mentor, who had participated in the Korean War, repeatedly emphasized that the Chinese army, from the commander of the group army to ordinary soldiers, liked guys who were particularly full of small peasant ideas and liked to take advantage of the situation. So he firmly believed that as long as the bait was enough, the Chinese team, who had been blinded by victory, should be caught.

"Howard, you go to the French 'thorn' station now..." So he ordered firmly.

Therefore, the reason why Jones cursed was because the Chinese team did not take the bait and he also lost the bait. Thinking of those promises that the French team seemed impossible to fulfill now, Jones knew that the government would not reimburse him. It seemed that this skin was destined to be pulled down.

"Go to the control station to complete the fixed task first." After a few deep breaths, Jones, who was already a little confused, ordered. But at this moment, a small sound was not loud and clear. "Ka" made all the "Seals" players not execute the order immediately, but stared at Captain Jones in unison. Oh no, it was on the steel helmet on Jones' head. A blue paintball flower seemed so dazzling at this moment.

"They are a group of naughty kids, a group of kids who will never listen to you. Fortunately, they can often surprise you."

The uniform style flashing in the distant dense forest shows the identity of the attacker very well.

Be careless. The "Seal" was bitten hard by the desert rattlesnake, which was always lurking and almost forgotten, and soon lost its ability to resist. With the reappearance of this demon sword, the championship competition for this year's "Erna" has basically been locked between the Chinese team and the Israeli pair.

"Wang Qibu, are you okay? Are you sick?" During the break, Ye Baoshan asked Wang Qibu, who was lying on the windowsill in a daze.

"Uh, Fatty classmate, why do you ask this?" Wang Qibu, who came to his senses, said in confusion.

"Because I came back from going to the bathroom, I found that the chocolate I accidentally forgot in the desk hall was still there. I was afraid that I had hallucinations, so I took it out and found that it was true." It was not difficult to hear from Ye Baoshan's tone that he still couldn't believe this fact. This made the students around him feel sympathy. Look, what the honest fat classmate has been bullied by the class monitor.

"You didn't have hallucinations, and nothing happened to me. I was just worried about my father who was performing the mission, so I had no appetite." Wang Qibu explained that he did not hide it. Whether in the past or in this life, it has become his habit to confide in the story to the Fatty or Ermao, his true friend, when he encountered something.

"That's it." Ye Baoshan was relieved and said, "You don't have to worry too much. I heard from my grandfather that Uncle Wang is the pride of the Republic's soldiers. My grandfather rarely praises people, so I believe Uncle Wang will complete the task successfully."

"Is that so? Haha, it's really a great honor to be praised by the marshal like this." Wang Qibu said casually after hearing this, but immediately thought of... "How do you know that my grandfather is the marshal?" Although his voice was suppressed very low, his surprise was clearly conveyed from the fat man's words.

"Oh." This was Wang Qibu's standard reaction before making up lies. Soon, "It was my master who told me that he is the same level as your father."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. Since I was very young, I was warned not to reveal my family background to others." After being surprised, Ye Baoshan said guiltily. Obviously, Ye Baoshan is indeed an obedient and good child. In his previous life, Wang Qibu only learned about the relationship between the fat man and the old man a few years later when Marshal Ye passed away.

"If I were to give me a piece of chocolate, maybe I would consider forgiveing ​​you." Wang Qibu, who had just resolved a small trouble, shamelessly turned around. Ye Baoshan, who was overjoyed, handed the chocolate to his hands happily.

This scene almost made the students who didn't hear the conversation between the two of them cry for Ye Baoshan. If it weren't for Wang Qibu's serious tricks that had taught many senior students, several male students with a strong sense of justice would have already had the urge to see injustice and draw their swords to help each other. The poor little fat Ye Baoshan, the class leader Wang Qibu, is particularly capable of bullying. This pair of pairs is destined to be the most outstanding memory in their primary school career.
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