Chapter 1251 Former Martial Arts Champion

Hearing Lu Yu speak fluent Chinese, the squad leader's nervous expression eased slightly. He looked up and down his attire and weapons, and asked tentatively, "Are you... a special force?!"

Lu Yu nodded, showing the national flag and armband on his shoulders, and smiled slightly: "I am the commander of the A special brigade, Lu Yu. Comrade veteran, you can put down your weapons, and we will take over here from now on."

Hearing this, the squad leader was so excited that tears filled his eyes, and at the same time he let out a sigh of relief, unaware that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"Here you are, you are finally here! If we had come earlier, our platoon leader wouldn't have..."

Speaking of this, the squad leader choked up for a while, and couldn't continue talking.

Lu Yu's eyes flickered, seeing the other party's embarrassed look, he roughly guessed what happened.

It can be seen how tragic the previous battle was!

In the face of this gang of vicious armed teams, it is extremely difficult to persevere until now.

Seeing the painful expression on his face, Lu Yu couldn't help but sigh: "Sorry, we are late, but please rest assured, those bastards don't want to escape alone!"

The squad leader restrained his sorrow, and returned to Lu Yu tremblingly: "Comrade, please."

Lu Yu nodded solemnly at him, and pressed the communication headset again, his words were mixed with endless coldness: "Falcon, Lao Yuan, there are seven left, all of them are injured, as long as there is any restless behavior, don't hold back!"

"Understood!" He Chenguang responded, "The snipers are already in place."

At this moment, the squad leader who came back from wandering around the gate of hell found corpses scattered on the ground in the forest, covered with all kinds of blood along the way.

He asked in surprise: "By the way, why did I see you here alone? Then these people..."

"I killed it." Lu Yu said lightly.

What?

The squad leader was stunned and looked at him in shock: "You...you alone?"

"That's right!" Lu Yu nodded and smiled: "We are special forces, there is nothing we can't do."

The squad leader opened his mouth, his eyes wide open, but he couldn't even say a word.

A simple sentence, but it shocked him extremely!

There's nothing special forces can't do.

Therefore, he single-handedly killed the entire mercenary team.

In the past, this was simply unbelievable for them.

Too strong!

The squad leader suddenly thought, if he was a special soldier, would the previous platoon leader be fine?

Thinking of this, he suddenly vowed secretly that when the special forces are selected next year, he must sign up to participate.

In peaceful times, only real special forces are worthy of the battlefield!

They are the soldiers who can really fight.

The word "Special Forces", at this moment, surrounds the squad leader's heart like a curse, full of mystery...

In the depths of the vast and vast virgin forest.

The towering old trees and criss-crossing branches and vines together blocked the sunlight falling from the sky, making the jungle plunge into darkness, making people breathless.

Severe panting and chaotic footsteps resounded in the forest one after another, and Chachai's group was running away in a panic.

However, their movements have already been clearly seen by someone through the sniper scope.

Seeing He Chenguang, who was secretly observing the dark-skinned man with his arms hanging down and his face full of panic, appeared in the sniper scope, and his expression was slightly startled.

"Cha Guess? Why is it him?!"

Slightly pondering, a distant memory emerged from the depths of He Chenguang's mind.

In fact, speaking of it, it wasn't that long ago, but it happened two or three years ago, before He Chenguang joined the army.

But for some reason, since entering the army, I always feel that the old days are getting farther and farther away from me, as if a century has passed.

He clearly remembered that year, he had just passed his eighteenth birthday and went to participate in the Asian Youth Wushu Championships.

There are huge crowds of people in the guild hall, cheering and jumping for joy, and the sound waves are higher than the waves.

The spotlight on the ceiling hit the ring, illuminating the two figures on the stage.

One of them was He Chenguang, while his opponent was short, muscular, and dark-skinned. He looked like he was from Southeast Asia, and he had a striking tattoo on his shoulder.

This person is both his friend and his opponent.

Check and guess!

The two are about the same age, and they also practiced martial arts since childhood. They participated in this youth martial arts championship, went all the way from the audition to the finals, and defeated countless opponents.

They appreciate each other and cherish each other, and they feel like old friends at first sight.

"He Chenguang, the championship must belong to me!"

Chachai had a confident smile on his face, and his fighting spirit was high: "Hurry up and admit defeat, and wait to drink my celebration bar."

"If you say this, aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face later?"

He Chenguang, who was young and frivolous back then, immediately responded with a sneer: "This is my home game today, and the championship must belong to me! You are only worthy of being a runner-up."

The two put down their harsh words, and the referee strode forward. After explaining the simple rules of the game, he stepped back slightly and blew the whistle announcing the start of the game.

He Chenguang and Chachai raised their fists respectively, touched each other in mid-air as a sign of friendship, and then separated.

At the same time as the fists touched, the aura of the two men wearing gloves suddenly changed, showing their sharpness like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

Under the flickering of the spotlight, the figures of the two criss-crossed, colliding violently like swords and swords, and the confrontation between the two martial arts masters officially started.

Both sides did not hold back, and used their greatest strength to launch a strong charge against the other party without reservation.

Hoo hoo!

The fist wind roared, and they attacked each other's vital points. This was an indistinguishable and wonderful battle.

Chachai has practiced muay thai since he was a child, and he is fierce and domineering. The boxing peak is fierce and ruthless when attacking, like an impenetrable wall.

It's overwhelming!

But He Chenguang is not a vegetarian either.

Flipping repeatedly to resist, caused many bruises on his arms, grinning in pain.

He Chenguang's eyes turned hard, so he stopped defending and directly attacked.

A world-renowned martial artist once said that offense is the best defense!

After several rounds of fighting, the two of them were covered with cuts and bruises.

From the initial skill competition to the final endurance and persistence, it depends on whose defense has a loophole.

He Chenguang's right eye was punched and swollen immediately. With his remaining eye, he caught the fleeting hole in the opponent and quickly counterattacked.

boom!

A deadly punch, right on Chachai's chin.

Chachai fell to the ground.

He struggled to stand up, but his whole body was limp and weak, which finally made him fall on the ring...

A white towel was thrown onto the stage, announcing the end of the game.

In the guild hall, applause resounded like a tsunami, and the momentum seemed to topple the roof.

"I announce that the champion of this year's youth martial arts competition is born—"

"Congratulations to He Chenguang!"