My right eye is a god-level computer

Jianmenguan.

A dozen off-road vehicles kicked up a cloud of dust and came quickly.

Mr. Song got out of the car first.

Brother Liu smiled slightly: "Mr. Song, the exercise is not over yet, you must pay attention to safety."

Mr. Song glanced at his watch, "There are still 17 seconds left. No matter how smart your brother Liu is, can you still turn things around?"

Brother Liu suddenly tilted his head, "Let me think about it."

Everyone suddenly took a breath and subconsciously turned their heads to look in all directions.

But Brother Liu laughed and said, "It seems there is nothing we can do."

Everyone was dwarfed again.

Panting heavily, scared to death.

Mr. Song's eyes flashed and he whispered: "The result is the same, you"

Right now.

The full announcement sounded.

"The Mohist army has occupied Jianmen Pass for 4 hours, China is victorious!"

"The Mohist army has occupied Jianmen Pass for 4 hours, China is victorious!"

Mr. Song continued: "Brother Liu, you lose."

"Don't broadcast it yet!"

I saw Leip shouting to the sky, "The result is not clear yet! Brother Liu, you have to explain to me clearly what happened to the more than 200 transformed people!"

Then, he took a few steps forward, and when he was close to Brother Liu, he suddenly put away his sullen expression.

He stuttered: "You, you, please tell me more clearly than Bisu."

"Let me explain!"

A Chinese general with a strong body and dark complexion slowly stepped forward, "Leipu Tongguo, let me show you something."

As he spoke, he slowly took out a thick cloth bag from his arms and slowly opened it in front of everyone.

Everyone looked stunned.

But I saw that it was a neatly arranged stack of certificates.

The Chinese general said slowly: "This is a Chinese military officer's ID card. No one dares to forge it."

He opened one of the books and saw a one-inch photo of a handsome young man with a somewhat childish face.

"His name is Ye Yuan. He joined the army nine years ago. He was mined from an artillery battalion in southern Shaanxi."

"His name is Huo Penzu, a second-class sergeant major. He has served for 7 years. He turned out to be a prison armed police officer."

"This is Zhao Zhongcheng. He is from the reconnaissance company. After joining our Tianluo, he was codenamed Chimei."

When the old man opened the military ID cards one by one, his eyes were filled with tears and his arms were shaking.

He raised his head and said, "Leipu Tongguo, take a closer look. Are these the 283 people who unexpectedly attacked your headquarters?"

Rip stared.

These faces, he remembered deeply, were the same ones from before that respected ghosts and gods descending from the sky.

He stuttered again: "How can I be sure this is true?"

Then, he looked at Mr. Song again, "I want to hear Mr. Song admit from his own mouth that this is your Chinese Army!"

As soon as he spoke, the old Chinese general also took advantage of the situation and looked over.

Mr. Song looked hesitant.

Tianluo belongs to the secret force, and even if he dies, he must be an existence that cannot be mentioned.

And that old general—Chinese general Heishan.

His actions, strictly speaking, violated the regulations.

Mr. Song didn’t know why Tianluo came back from the dead and why he obeyed Brother Liu’s command!

But no matter what, as long as he admits it personally, it is equivalent to taking the lead in violating confidentiality regulations.

Dilemma!

But he saw Brother Liu also turning his head and looking at him with a very different look.

Mr. Song frowned and hesitated, and the scene was quiet for a full minute.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, as if he had made some difficult decision, and said angrily: "That's right! These are my upright Chinese warriors, and no one can question them!"

He glanced at Montenegro again and said loudly: "And after going through this battle, they all performed first-class! But the whole army has been informed!"

Montenegro finally waited for these words.

For a moment, he raised his head, stared at the sky, held back his tears, saluted Mr. Song with a military salute, glanced at Brother Liu again, took back his 283 military officer certificates, and returned to the queue!

This old man with a face full of vicissitudes of life was satisfied and seemed to have put away a big regret in his heart!

Rep looked around with doubts on his face, "So, you really didn't cheat?"

Liu Di chuckled, "I'll lend you the European Air Force, the Mohist Four Elephants, and the Chinese Infantry! The only single assignment is Yi Tianluo, who is from the Chinese Army. Where did I cheat?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Song was silent!

But for a moment, he still said in a low voice: "But you lost."

Rep's body was dull, "Didn't I lose?"

Brother Liu shook his head and looked at Rep, "What you lost this time was not technology, but the spirit of the Chinese army. Just like a scene in history, China used to be backward in military equipment, but it was able to defeat powerful invading enemies repeatedly. It was thanks to its warriors that They are united, fearless, and passionate.”

"Let's not talk about our Chinese technology, but let's talk about this heroic Chinese army. Can you defeat it?"

After speaking, Brother Liu turned around and said, "Mr. Song, do you think so?"

Rep was also anxious and interjected: "What warrior is not a warrior? This time the competition is air force, missiles, and radar. If it weren't for these tricks, then my missiles..."

Brother Liu didn't even look back, "Don't talk!"

Rep's face froze, and he swallowed the next words abruptly!

Mr. Song said solemnly: "I admit that under your command, our Chinese soldiers were so brave that we even broke through all obstacles and planted the national flag on the European headquarters!"

"But this time the competition is about seizing Jianmen Pass. According to the rules, the Mo family wins!"

After Mr. Song said this, he raised his head directly with an unquestionable expression on his face.

He knew that Brother Liu could achieve such a good result under such restrictions, which was a great skill in using troops!

And it must be said that he also showed the Chinese military spirit to the fullest!

In the corner of his eyes, Mr. Song saw Han Licheng and all the generals of China, all of whom were disappointed.

He gritted his teeth.

Even if he was accused of being stubborn, unsophisticated, or disappointing the frontline soldiers.

Brother Liu would still lose!

Because only in this way could he subdue the increasingly fierce Punisher!

It was imperative!