Bright Sword: Rebirth of Kong Jie

After being hurt for the second time, the battalion commander faced the reality.

Completely honest.

On the battlefield, the Japanese won't give you a second life to stand up.

There is no hope of eating meat by fighting.

Looking at Li Erniu, who had no expression on his face and stood there like an iron tower, the battalion commander felt his teeth itching and a little regretful. He should have replaced him with a weaker one.

"Damn it, bad luck, I picked the best of the team!"

The battalion commander kept cursing, as if trying to save face.

Kong Jie smiled and said, "Don't be discouraged, Captain. If you can't get any meat in this competition, you can still try other things! I told you, bomb throwing, blasting, shooting, earthwork, including physical competition, the special forces can pick any member of the team. As long as you can win one of them, you can still get meat."

Looking at the 40 special forces members standing neatly in the center of the venue, with no fluctuations on their faces.

Thinking of the battalion commander who had just had his butt broken twice in a row.

The soldiers subconsciously felt their anus tighten.

If you don’t have some martial arts foundation, you really don’t dare to go on stage.

After a long silence, the team couldn't help feeling a little awkward.

The 40-member special forces team stood in front of more than a thousand soldiers, but no one dared to step forward to fight.

"I come!"

Finally someone broke the silence. The soldiers looked and saw Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan walking out of the team.

The three battalion commanders of the independent regiment each have their own personalities.

Battalion commander Zheng Meng is as his name suggests, with a straightforward personality, brave in combat, and overwhelming dominance.

Whenever Kong Jie gave an order, he always followed it without hesitation. Even if Kong Jie ordered an attack on Taiyuan City, a battalion commander would probably lead his troops to attack without hesitation.

Even if he only has a battalion of troops.

This is an absolute tiger general.

Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan is not only brave, but also has a flexible mind and many ideas. He can always come up with new ideas when commanding on the battlefield.

And he always manages to come up with some shady tricks.

For this reason, Zheng Meng also gave Shen Quan a nickname, "Shen Laoyin".

The third battalion commander, Wang Huaibao, is also a fierce general. He obeys orders and dares to charge and fight. He doesn't talk much on weekdays, but he is actually very clear-headed.

Anyone who sees him will praise him for being calm and honest.

Shen Quan strode out of the team.

The soldiers of the independent regiment behind him cheered and cheered for the second battalion commander.

"Battalion Commander, defeat the special forces and set an example for our soldiers!"

"Captain, you must eat meat!"

Accompanied by cheers, Shen Quan stood in the center of the venue and his eyes began to wander over the special forces team members.

Zheng Meng, who was standing not far away and rubbing his butt, said, "Old Shen, forget it. Why don't you try shooting or throwing bombs? I'm no match for you, and it'll be useless if you go up."

Shen Quan snorted.

——He is not like the reckless battalion commander, he naturally has his own ways.

Zheng Meng, who had easily defeated the battalion commander before, was simply ignored by him.

As the saying goes, one force can bring down ten.

When Zheng Meng and Li Erniu were fighting just now, Shen Quan was observing on the side. He found that Li Erniu was calm and strong, and his lower body was quite solid.

Even if he were to go up and use some dirty tricks, he probably wouldn't be able to win.

In addition, among the special forces members, there are some veterans in the regiment who already have some martial arts skills, which Shen Quan also knows.

These veterans are very capable. They can easily fight the Japanese with bayonets on the battlefield. In addition, they have received special training in the special forces, so it is not easy to defeat them.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Quan finally set his sights on Qian Hu, a Kuomintang soldier who had just been rescued from a prisoner-of-war camp and had joined the Independent Regiment not long ago.

Qian Hu is not tall, and is not as strong as Li Erniu, who can run while carrying a heavy machine gun.

He's not a veteran from the independent regiment who knows kung fu.

I heard that he was originally from the engineering corps of the National Army and was skilled in various blasting methods.

This should be Qian Hu's specialty.

Then he can't be an expert in fighting, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Quan smiled. He felt very confident.

"It's you, Comrade Qian Hu, let's have a competition!"

The smile on Shen Quan's face at this moment seemed as if he was sure of victory.

But what he didn't notice at all was.

When he chose Qian Hu as his target, the expressions of the special forces members beside Qian Hu were so strange.

There was even some pity and sympathy in the look he gave Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan.

Kong Jie was also stunned:

Well, this kid Shen Quan has a really good vision - this time it's really a case of an expert meeting an expert!

Why do you say that?

The two sides started fighting after they had set up their positions. At the beginning, Shen Quan's moves were quite regular, consisting mostly of orthodox boxing and kicking techniques.

But after three moves, it was clear that conventional moves could not defeat the opponent.

Shen Quan's offensive moves suddenly changed.

Insert a ward.

Kick in the crotch.

Poke the nose!

The kick that cuts off one's offspring, the kick that lifts the crotch, the stab to the throat...

All kinds of shady and harmful tricks are used frequently.

Although these moves are insidious, they are extremely practical on the battlefield and often only require the least amount of effort to cause the greatest damage to the opponent.

The number of Japanese soldiers who suffered so much from Shen Quan's shady trick was probably so great that they couldn't even count them with two hands.

Some of them died without any descendants before they even died, or their eyes were poked out or their throats were crushed.

Even the surrounding Japanese soldiers were frightened so much that they jumped far away, avoided Shen Quan, and quickly raised their guns to shoot, rather than fight with this insidious guy.

Of course……

That was used to deal with the Japanese. No matter what move it was, as long as it could kill the Japanese, it was a good move.

When the soldiers of the Second Battalion were training desperately on a daily basis, Shen Quan taught them a lot of dirty tricks.

Although these shady tactics may seem dishonorable, they are extremely practical on the battlefield.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Second Battalion tend to be more effective in bayonet fighting.

But the person in front of me is my comrade after all.

Therefore, Shen Quan was reserved in his attacks, for example, when he was about to kick Qian Hu in the crotch with a kick to the crotch.

Shen Quan would immediately retract his strength, purely to scare the opponent and disrupt the opponent's offensive rhythm.

however……

The scene at that time was like this:

Shen Quan used a crotch kick and was about to kick Qian Hu in the crotch.

Qian Hu's two fingers were almost touching Shen Quan's eyelids.

Poke eyes!!!

Wow! Shen Quan was caught off guard and quickly jumped back half a step to avoid the opponent's fingers. However, he was too late to continue with the crotch kick and was swept down by the opponent's sweeping kick.

Gulu got up all of a sudden, and Shen Quan cursed: "Qian Hu, why are you playing dirty tricks?"

The words fell.

Throughout the arena, the warriors looked as weird as they could be.

The battalion commander Zheng Meng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Old Shen, Old Shen, you are always an expert in insidiousness, how come you were tricked by others?"

Shen Quan couldn't help but look dark.

The key point is that Qian Hu is too sinister.

All kinds of dirty tricks target the vital points: eyes, nose, brain, neck, crotch, waist; every vital part of the human body seems to be under his attack all the time.

Now, Shen Quan, who originally wanted to win by using underhanded tactics, realized that he had no hope at all.

"Okay, let's stop fighting. Our moves are fine against the Japanese, but they are useless against our own comrades. We can't fully exert our power. How can we compare who is better?"

Shen Quan waved his hand, like a respectable man, and left calmly.

In the second game, Shen Quan faced Qian Hu.

failure!