Special Forces: I, SSS class war criminal

He Qiuli immediately took a step forward when he heard Zhang Tianzhi's words, and put his finger under Luo Feng's nose.

When Luo Feng's breathing was no longer noticed, He Qiu frowned, and immediately pulled Luo Feng's arm again, stretched out his fingers and put them on his wrist.

Seeing He Qiu's skillful posture, Zhang Tianzhi and others beside him had a look of shock in their eyes.

Didn't expect He Qiu to feel his pulse?Why did he mention it every day before?

How many unknown abilities does this He Qiu have?
Although Zhang Tianzhi really wanted to ask He Qiu face to face at this moment, when he saw Luo Feng lying on the stretcher, he had no choice but to suppress the curiosity in his heart, and stayed quietly to watch He Qiu take Luo Feng's pulse.

But another Colonel Yanguo who came to check the situation couldn't help but take a step forward, with an anxious expression on his face: "He Qiu, how is Luo Feng's situation?"

He Qiu frowned, waved his hands and said softly: "Be quiet first, wait until I finish my pulse!"

Seeing He Qiu's serious expression, Colonel Yanguo shut his mouth immediately, and waited anxiously for the result.

There is no doubt about He Qiu's ancient medical skills, which is something that even Director Lu Hong of the Military Medical University wants to fight for!

Therefore, regarding Luo Feng's situation, He Qiu soon knew the details.

After a while, He Qiu felt the weak pulse beating on Luo Feng's wrist.

Combined with Luo Feng's current physical condition, He Qiu immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, Luo Feng just held his breath."

As soon as the words fell, He Qiu took out the silver needles that he carried with him, and began to disinfect the silver needles with the alcohol lamp brought by the medical staff.

While disinfecting, He Qiu said to the medical staff, "Put down the stretcher and try to keep Luo Feng's body as stable as possible."

"He unbuttoned his upper body military uniform, pay attention, the movement should be gentle!"

Zhang Tianzhi immediately stepped forward, helping the medical staff and began to untie Luo Feng's shirt.

After the silver needles were sterilized, He Qiu quickly inserted the sterilized silver needles into Luo Feng's acupuncture points on his upper body.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Tianzhi and others next to him couldn't help but widen their eyes.

This technique is too skilled, right?What is the origin of this He Qiu?
When He Qiu stuck the last silver needle into the acupuncture point, Luo Feng, who was lying flat on the stretcher, finally let out a long gasp from his throat.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Luo Feng began to wake up slowly, and slowly opened his eyelids.

Seeing Luo Feng wake up, the surrounding soldiers of the Yan Kingdom burst into cheers at the same time, and at the same time cast admiring glances at He Qiu.

"He Qiu, your medical skills are amazing!"

"There shouldn't be any major problems with Luo Feng now, right?"

Luo Feng, who was lying on the stretcher, was confused for a while, glanced left and right, and then said with difficulty: "I, did I win?"

Hearing this, the surrounding cheers stopped abruptly.

The soldiers of the Yan Kingdom present all looked at each other, their expressions were a bit ugly.

Originally, Luo Feng should have won this competition.

But under the decision of those blind American referees, it was only a tie in the end.

For a moment, no one dared to speak first, for fear of causing a psychological blow to Luo Feng.

In the end, Zhang Tianzhi took a step forward and wanted to tell Luo Feng the truth with a embarrassed expression on his face.

But in the next second, He Qiu grabbed Zhang Tianzhi's arm, and looked seriously at Luo Feng who was lying on the stretcher: "From the moment you broke your arm, you were still fighting."

"You have already won the victory of this competition!"

Seeing that Luo Feng had woken up, He Qiu stepped forward and pulled out the silver needles one by one.

After putting away the silver needle, He Qiu got up and pointed to the sky, and said to Luo Feng who was on the stretcher: "The spirits of our martyrs must be very pleased to see your performance."

"Luo Feng, it was you who let the seniors see that we junior soldiers have not disgraced them!"

Hearing these words, Luo Feng grinned, but his eyes turned red, and clear tears rolled down from the corners of Luo Feng's eyes.

Immediately, Luo Feng closed his eyes, lay down on the stretcher with a peaceful expression, and was carried away by the medical staff.

Watching Luo Feng go away, He Qiu stood on the spot, his body straightened immediately, stopped on the spot, and solemnly saluted Luo Feng.

The other soldiers of the Yan Kingdom also stood up straight and saluted solemnly in the direction of the stretcher.

Luo Feng, well done!

This is the blood and demeanor of our Yan Guo soldiers!

When the backs of the medical staff disappeared at the end of the exit of the venue, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom present put down their hands.

The senior colonel in charge of contacting He Qiu and Zhang Tianzhi glanced at He Qiu and Zhang Tianzhi, and said in a deep voice, "Which one of you will go next!?"

As he said that, the colonel's face became more serious, and he specially reminded: "You must be careful, the situation in the next competition may be even worse, and these shameless sticks will definitely use some tricks again!"

Zhang Tianzhi took a look at He Qiu: "Captain He, let me go next, you just need to be at the end and fight for us!"

But He Qiu shook his head, with a stern expression: "This time, it's me!"

As he said that, He Qiu glanced at the other Yan Guo soldiers present, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't have any other advantages, but I just love to hold grudges!"

"Like an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!"

He Qiu glanced at the direction where Luo Feng was being carried away on the stretcher, and said in a low voice, "Since they dared to trick Luo Feng in front of me."

"Then don't blame me for being cruel!"

In an instant, everyone immediately felt an indescribably strong murderous aura from He Qiu.

This icy and piercing invisible aura instantly made the other soldiers of the Yan Kingdom feel the hairs all over their bodies stand up.

Even the big colonel couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

But seeing He Qiu's sharp and cold eyes, the colonel had no choice but to remind him in a low voice: "You should be careful when you strike later, and don't cause any trouble."

He Qiu nodded: "Don't worry, we are in Korea after all, and I know the importance of this."

But seeing He Qiu's unfriendly expression, the other Yan Guo soldiers present were still muttering in their hearts.

Look at this posture, how could He Qiu know the severity when he strikes?

With this appearance, He Qiu looked as if he was about to go on stage and wring his opponent's head off!

But after the previous two competitions, He Qiu's outstanding performance has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

Judging from the current situation, only He Qiu can completely suppress the gang of Goryeo sticks.

Thinking of this, the Yan Guo senior colonel who was in charge of the contact said: "He Qiu, it's up to you!"

"We must give our Yan country a good reputation! Play the demeanor that our Yan country soldiers should have!"

He Qiu immediately held his head high and saluted the Colonel, "Yes!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

As soon as the words fell, He Qiu stepped onto the ring directly, and said with a stern expression, "Which of you will go next!?"

A white-haired old man wearing a military uniform and carrying a long knife walked out of the crowd of the Korean army, and slowly walked up the steps along the edge of the ring step by step.

Seeing the white-haired old man with a knife on the stage, Jin Zhengmin immediately introduced to the commander of the Mi Army beside him with a proud face: "Your Excellency Wilson, that is our number one expert in Korea, Kim Dae-hoon!"

"As long as he makes a move this time, that Yan Kingdom soldier will definitely not be able to hold back!"

Wilson nodded with satisfaction: "Your Excellency Jin Zhengmin, we have secretly helped you twice before."

"This time, your Koryo military must not make any mistakes!"

Jin Zhengmin vowed: "General Wilson, please rest assured that Kim Dae-hoon will definitely win this competition!"

And the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom who were also on the viewing platform saw that the Koryo Bangzi who appeared this time came to the stage with a long knife.

Angry expressions suddenly appeared on their faces: "These Koryo sticks are so shameless!"

"How can a military contest be staged with weapons? It's unheard of!"

Gao Shiwei stood behind the railing of the viewing platform, and immediately raised his hand to shut up the officers of the Yan Kingdom behind him.

Looking at He Qiu on the ring from a distance, Gao Shiwei was full of confidence: "I believe He Qiu, he will definitely win this competition this time!"

On the other side, after seeing the white-haired old man with a knife on the stage, the stick host who was in charge of explaining the competition immediately uttered a low cry of surprise: "Who did I see!?"

"That's our number one expert in Korea, respected Your Excellency Kim Dae-hoon!"

The host of Bangzi introduced happily to the camera: "Presumably all Korean citizens know that His Excellency Kim Dae-hoon has always been good at double swords and has won many international championships."

"This time, the soldier of Yan Kingdom on the stage met His Excellency Jin Daxun. I don't know if it was his luck or misfortune."

"Now it seems that this soldier of the Yan Kingdom should ask for more blessings!"

All of a sudden, the entire webcast platform exploded.

Netizens from other countries have already scolded: "The Koreans are so shameless! They even brought weapons to the stage if they couldn't beat them!?"

Netizens in Korea responded cheekily: "Since it's a military contest, it's normal to bring weapons!"

"That's right! Your Excellency Jin Daxun is a swordsman in the first place. This is like the fists of Yan Guo soldiers. How can you go on stage without a sword!"

But soon, the shameless remarks of these Korean netizens were sprayed into a sieve by netizens from other countries.

On the ring, Jin Daxun untied the long knife on his back and held the handle in his hand.

"Over the years, I have participated in countless competitions." Jin Daxun said confidently: "Every time I make a move, I will definitely seriously injure the opponent!"

"If you can't hold on anymore, you can kneel down and beg me for mercy, and I can consider letting you go!"

After a pause, Jin Daxun smiled grimly: "After all, this is a military competition, and I will show mercy to your subordinates."

He Qiu stood in the middle of the ring with a calm expression, and said in a calm tone, "This is what I want to say to you too."

"If you are willing to kneel and beg for mercy now, I can consider only breaking your two arms!"