The Great God of the World

Chapter 197 The Team Competition Begins (Part [-])
Wu Tianhao's little heart was beating violently, and he ran back to the dormitory in one breath: "TRM, I just heard that the six of us have all been promoted to majors! So, come back and ask, what's the date today? Are you a fool? Festival!"

Xiao Ziteng glanced at the date on the phone first, shook his head seriously and said, "Today is February 2th, Wednesday..."

As soon as these words came out, there was an eerie silence in the dormitory for a few seconds.

Wei Sinan and others, you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at Zhou Bing together.

Zhou Bing looked innocent: "Fuck, what are you looking at me for? When I opened my eyes this morning, I received a message from Chief Wei himself, saying that I was promoted to major. As for whether you have any, I don't know where to go."

After Wei Sinan and the others listened, without further ado, they took out their mobile phones and took a break.

"Sloppy! I seem to be a major too?" Lu Fei got excited and stood up from the bed, only to realize that he forgot to put on his underpants.

"Add me!" Wu Tianhao shook his hand holding the phone.

Even Xiao Ziteng, who had always been reticent, couldn't help being excited, and burst into a foul language: "Ma De, even me?"

Seeing that other people in the dormitory also received the news, Zhou Bing laughed loudly.

"What the hell! I've lived for decades, and it's the first time I see you as a major. How can you form a group! It's cool!"

In the end, Wei Sinan was left alone, lying on the bed with a gloomy expression, silent.

"Brother Nan, what's the matter with you? Are you not happy to be promoted to major?"

Ever since Wei Sinan read the news about Wei Changfeng, he had been holding back his anger. Now that someone asked him, he immediately released it like a cannonball.

"Damn! You were all promoted to major one by one, but I was slapped by my grandfather! It's also a beautiful name, let me work hard at the grassroots level." Wei Sinan was so angry that he rolled his eyes, and he almost turned it out and scanned it. The others in the dormitory asked solemnly.

"A person as outstanding as Lao Tzu is the kind of person who needs to exercise?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Yu Feng who was finally woken up coldly threw out a sentence.

"What you need is to cut off children and grandchildren."

……

Two hours later, the Bing Wang audition team scuffle contest will begin soon.

Because it is a live ammunition competition, the environment of the venue must naturally be outdoors.

The competition venue for this team competition, the terrain selection above, is quite different from the terrain for survival in the wild, and it is mountainous terrain.

To put it bluntly, mountainous terrain is suitable for all kinds of ambushes.

It is also the ultimate terrain that most tests teamwork ability and team emergency response ability.

It is not too much to say that it is the most difficult subject since the Bing Wang audition competition.

That morning, the 28 participating teams participating in the audition, plus a reserve team of the Southern Legion, were all taken to the deep ditch of Panlong Mountain and resettled.

The instructor preached the rules of the competition as usual: "This year, we used all live ammunition! Therefore, everyone has added bulletproof vests to their equipment. When participating, everyone must wear bulletproof vests, otherwise they will be directly disqualified from the competition!"

"Because it is a live ammunition competition, headshot shooting is prohibited. Those who violate the rules will be directly disqualified from the corresponding team!"

When everyone heard this, they finally couldn't help discussing in a low voice.

"If you don't allow headshots, how do you hit them?"

"There is a body armor on the body, and the head can't be hit, so you can only hit the hands and feet."

"Damn it, isn't it a bit too difficult for a moving thug to beat his feet!"

"It's really not small. If you take another automatic rifle that fires continuously, you probably won't be able to hit it even once after you've fired all the bullets!"

The instructor frowned coldly when he heard everyone's discussion.

"In this year's team competition, the command center is in the central tower. Whichever team breaks through the defense of the tower first will get 1 team points. Team points can be distributed to members of the team at will, and the bonus is up to In the total points of the individual competition."

"In addition, in the team competition, each team has a team flag, and if the other team's flag is picked, 1000 points per side are also counted as team points."

"Finally, let me emphasize one more point! In the team competition, medium and heavy weapons are not allowed! Otherwise, the military region of each team is responsible for the consequences."

After listening to the rules, everyone has a general understanding of the team melee.

Twenty-nine seven-member teams are fighting encounters in the mountains. Whoever can survive to the end basically wins.

After all, instead of grabbing the team flags of each team, it is better to find a way to capture the towers, which will come faster!
Moreover, in previous years when the teams were in scuffle, they could grab three or four flags at most, and any more would be beyond the reach of manpower.

After all, each team is an elite soldier who has undergone rigorous training, and no one knows how to compare, and they will send heads at the door.

Logically speaking, while being able to grab other people's team flags, the team members on one's side will definitely suffer losses.

When grabbing the fourth team flag, at least three or four players have to be folded in.

In this way, only three people are left to capture the tower, which is not realistic at all.

Therefore, any veteran who has participated in this competition knows that if he wants to win, he must concentrate on capturing the tower.

As long as you can get 10000 team points, the team competition is basically guaranteed to win!

With such a tacit understanding, all the teams quickly moved towards the direction of the tower after choosing their weapons.

Only the Shangjing team led by Yu Feng and the reserve team from the Southern Military Region remained until the end.

Lu Fei: "Master, why don't we leave? It's too late, the tower has been robbed by others, what can we do?"

Not equal to Feng's answer, but Hong Xiaobo, the captain of the Southern Legion's reserve team, sneered disdainfully and said, "How good is the Shangjing team that I'm taking the lead in? Looking at it now, it turns out that there's still an idiot in it, making up for it!"

The members of the Southern Legion Reserve team burst into laughter instantly.

One team member who loves to play tricks is called Chen Lu, and he deliberately imitated Lu Fei's words and repeated them in a woman's coquettish tone.

"Oh~ It's too late, the towers have been taken away by others, hurry up, hurry up!"

The members of the Southern Legion Reserve Team pointed at Lu Fei and laughed until tears came out.

"What a shame! Going to grab the tower now, isn't that the same as getting together?"

"After getting together, it's not skill to fight! It's pure luck."

"Haha, what do you mean, the grandson of the Shangjing team went there just because of his luck?"

"If this is not the case, then I can only think that his mind is full of shit."

After finishing speaking, the captain, Hong Xiaobo, looked at Yu Feng provocatively: "It's just that I'm curious about how many people in Shangjing's team are such people whose minds are full of shit."

The words sound like questions, but the tone is statement.

Apparently Hong Xiaobo was just mocking, the members of the Shangjing team were full of shit.

After hearing this, Yu Feng looked at Hong Xiaobo and the six team members behind him with a calm expression, flicking his fingertips while smiling.

Whoosh...

12 consecutive air-breaking sounds, grazed the eardrums!

Several members of the Shangjing team were stunned.

The next moment, the seven members of the reserve team of the Southern Military Region stiffened and their legs went limp!
thump!
The seven people knelt down in front of Feng Feng.

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