Chapter 248 Section fifteen

"Ask him, what's wrong with him?" Chen Yong said to Lin Rui with a dark face. Inside the depression lay four men wearing masks of women and an old man. The funny thing was that the men pretending to be women were still wearing skirts.There are military boots under their feet, obviously these are pretended wounded by soldiers of the Estonian army. Lin Rui asked a restless "woman". The "woman" yelled and pointed to her arm. "He said he had a gunshot wound." Lin Rui smiled wryly. "If you hurt your arm, treat your arm!" Chen Yong shouted.

Just as Tian Xiaoniu took out the first aid kit and tore it open, she was kicked away by this "woman".The force was great and Tian Xiaoniu was unprepared. He was kicked down and hit a rock and his back hurt. "Fuck! How dare you kick me!" Tian Xiaoniu raised the butt of his gun. Lin Rui grabbed it: "Put it down! Now our subjects are battlefield first aid and psychological counseling!" "Press him and bandage him!" Chen Yong ordered. Dong Qiang rushed forward to hold his arm, and Lin Rui held the other arm. The "women" yelled and kicked, and Tian Xiaoniu sat on his lap and gritted his teeth: "I let you kick! Wrap me up!"

It was wrapped and tied up in a few seconds. "Okay!" Tian Xiaoniu said, "Is it finished?" Lin Rui looked at the game instructions in English: "It's not over, we still need psychological counseling." "What?" Tian Xiaoniu wondered. "Comfort them until they calm down." Lin Rui smiled wryly, squatting down in front of them and speaking softly in English. It doesn't matter if you don't say it, you start shouting and crying as soon as you say it. Lin Rui spoke English loudly, but it didn't work. "It's useless for you to comfort them until 2000!" Chen Yong looked at his watch anxiously, "Get up!"

Lin Rui got up and looked at Chen Yong. "You translate—you are OK, I am OK; if I am not OK, don't even try to be OK!" Chen Yong said. Lin Rui was puzzled but still translated: "You guys are good, I'm good; I'm not good, don't think about it." The four of them started crying again. "Fuck!" Chen Yong rolled up his sleeves, "I won't show you, you don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has!" Lin Rui grabbed him anxiously: "Squadron leader, don't mess around!" "Why am I messing around?" Chen Yong pushed him away with a smirk on his face, "It's too late for me to comfort them!"

All four men looked at him. Chen Yong squatted down, smiled and grabbed the wrist of the "woman" who called out the most viciously: "You're not OK, are you?" Lin Rui was on the side to translate. The "women" nodded frantically, crying to the ground. Chen Yong smiled and touched the acupoints vigorously. The "woman" screamed loudly, but suddenly she couldn't scream, and the pain and numbness came together, like ants crawling all over her body. "Are you OK?" Chen Yong asked with a smile, "Is it OK?" "OK! OK!" "Woman" shouted without Lin Rui's translation.

Chen Yong let go, and patted his head with a smile: "It's OK." He stood up and turned to the other three "wounded", and asked with a smile, "He's OK, are you OK?" They all shouted "OK" and backed away in horror. "Isn't this all OK?" Chen Yong put the rifle on his back, "Write the report, it's all done!" Lin Rui smiled wryly and began to write the English report. The situation over there was similar, the four "wounded" were extremely uncooperative.Zhang Lei and the others used their grappling skills to press and bandage them, and psychological counseling couldn't help them.The four team members were sweating profusely, just as Liu Xiaofei held down one or the other and jumped up again.

"Fuck! It's all intentional!" Liu Xiaofei shouted. Zhang Lei squatted up and looked at the four of them with no expression on his face. The four wounded all looked at him, not knowing what he wanted to do. "We are all soldiers." Zhang Lei said in English, "Our mission is to appease you, and your mission is obviously not to be appeased by us. That's all right, as soldiers, let's make a bet—you get up and fight me, The four go together. I win, you are all quiet, and my task is completed; you lose, we leave and deduct points." All four Estonian soldiers looked at him, looking at each other.

Zhang Lei got up, took off his coat, took off his camouflage short-sleeved shirt, and put the national flag on his clothes: "Come on." The four Estonian soldiers couldn't get up, they still yelled. "Coward." Zhang Lei sneered. Soldiers are most afraid of this kind of stimulation, and so are foreign troops.Immediately, a "woman" who was tall and thick got up, took off her mask and skirt, and moved her hands and feet.The other three also got up, and they were all five big and three rough. "Obviously they are not members of the general army. Judging from their actions, they should be members of the special forces." Liu Xiaofei said, "You can't do this trick!"

"Okay, it's already like this!" Zhang Lei wiped the sweat from his forehead with his fist, "If they can't beat me to death, they don't want to win!" The three players leaned back, out of the way of the center of the depression. The four Estonian soldiers each occupied a corner, looked at each other and rushed forward at the same time. "Ah—" Zhang Lei roared and punched. Five tough men fought together. There are many people around the finish line, including referees, reporters, and local residents of Estonia.He Zhijun and Lei Keming stood outside the crowd with no expressions on their faces.The translator looked at his watch impatiently: "The four days and three nights are coming to an end."

Neither chief officer spoke. depression.Zhang Lei was thrown out of the crowd, his body was covered in blood, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.The four big Estonians smiled and got up to leave. Zhang Lei suddenly stood up: "I didn't lose!" The four big men smiled helplessly. Zhang Lei rushed up again, stumbling on his feet. Nature was knocked down again. Just as the four big men turned around, Zhang Lei stood up again: "I didn't lose!" The four big men were helpless.One asked helplessly, "Why?" "For the honor of the Chinese Army!"

Zhang Lei spoke word by word in English. end.Chen Yong's group was the first to appear in the sight of the crowd. "Rush for the last 6 kilometers! Go!" Chen Yong shouted. The four exhausted Chinese special forces began to run wildly, not at all like the contestants who had undergone inhuman torture for four days and three nights. The referee opened his mouth wide: "Unbelievable!" Four Chinese special forces crossed the finish line and fell down collectively. The doctors rushed up and lifted them up: "Are you ok?" "OK!" Chen Yong moved his lips and passed out. "The first place in the 6-kilometer dash in the last subject." Lei Keming looked at the report. "What about the total score?" He Zhijun asked anxiously. "It hasn't come out yet!" Lei Keming said, "The total score of the group will not be calculated until the second group reaches the finish line." depression.Zhang Lei was thrown out again. The four big men looked at him helplessly without turning around. Sure enough, Zhang Lei stood up again, his eyes narrowed: "I didn't lose!" A big man stepped forward, and Zhang Lei insisted on posing in Sanshou. The big man took out a pack of cigarettes and handed him one.Zhang Lei's mouth was dangling, and his eyes could not be opened.The big man lit a cigarette for him, Zhang Lei stood firmly and took two puffs: "Come again!" "Let's be quiet," said the big man. "Lieutenant, you can write your report." Zhang Lei was surprised. "We can defeat you, but we cannot defeat your spirit." The big man smiled wryly, "I am also a lieutenant, I hope we can become friends!" The big man stretched out his right hand, Zhang Lei looked at him, his eyes were swollen but he smiled and stretched out his bloody right hand. end.He Zhijun and Lei Keming waited anxiously. A representative team has already run over. Suddenly, a bright five-star red flag appeared on the horizon. Both He Zhijun and Lei Keming's eyes lit up. Zhang Lei, shirtless, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was carrying a flagpole made of cut branches, and the five-star red flag fluttered above his head. Liu Xiaofei was carrying his gun, and another team member was carrying his rucksack. "For the sake of the motherland - go!" Zhang Lei shouted with all his strength. Four pairs of Chinese military boots stepped on the land of Estonia, splashing muddy water and rain. The four pairs of young eyes were black and white, shining an unyielding light on the yellow face whose original skin color could no longer be seen. Four young Chinese soldiers carried their national flags and ran to the finish line six kilometers away with roars. Zhang Lei ran at the front with his shirt off, blood still flowing all over his body, he opened his mouth and roared angrily, "Ah—" Liu Xiaofei fell down, another team member pulled him up.Both fell, but both got up with guns, and chased the red flag. Zhang Lei fell down and knelt on the ground, but the national flag did not fall.The team members running beside him took the national flag and waved: "Comrades—victory is ahead—go—" Zhang Lei got up and was covered in mud, roared angrily, took the national flag, and continued to move forward. All the referees, reporters, and Estonian soldiers and civilians looked at the Chinese team carrying the national flag in amazement. He Zhijun raised his right hand in salute. Lei Keming raised his right hand to salute. The referee raised his right hand in salute. All the soldiers present raised their right hands in salute. When Zhang Lei crossed the finish line, his legs softened and he knelt down. The national flag didn't fall down, he held the national flag and breathed rapidly, blood and sweat mixed together and fell to the ground. The last Chinese team member crossed the finish line.The four people gathered together, staggering and crying while holding the national flag.Medical staff rushed over but couldn't separate them, and they cried and wailed sadly. He Zhijun separated from the crowd and walked over: "Stand up!" The four young players insisted on standing up. Zhang Lei choked with sobs: "Vice Minister He, I'm sorry..." He Zhijun stroked the scar on his face: "Good job!" He reached out to take the national flag, and Zhang Lei fell down all of a sudden.The other three team members also staggered and fell down, and the medical staff rushed to carry them on the stretcher. "Great Chinese Army!" The referee came over and saluted. He Zhijun held the national flag and returned the salute. "Zhang Lei's team is sixth in the last 6 kilometers." Lei Keming said. "It doesn't matter what number it is." He Zhijun's voice trembled, "They are all heroes!" The five-star red flag fluttered above his head.