Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

These people weren't all contestants; there were many more spectators, or rather, people just there to watch the spectacle!

This included a large number of military officers' families.

Fortunately, the training ground was spacious enough that there would be no problem in launching a tank battle.

Otherwise, there simply wouldn't be enough room for each stadium and thousands of people!

Without further ado, it's exactly eight o'clock.

Theater Commander General Lin Zhengyuan, General Zhengwei Pan Yue, and many other generals appeared on the observation platform.

At that moment, all the chaotic sounds disappeared.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on the viewing platform.

Yes, this is not only a rule, but also a sign of respect and courtesy.

At the right moment, Lin Zhengyuan's voice was broadcast throughout the venue via microphone.

"Comrades and family members, please allow me to say a few words."

"The theater-level military skills competition is held every year."

"This year is no exception, but I won't go into the purpose."

"What I want to emphasize is that participants must bring out their true best skills."

"Strive to be on the list, compete for a ranking, and be a pioneer."

"I hope to see a new generation of outstanding military personnel emerge this year."

"Comrades, times are progressing, how can we regress?"

"So I want to see military records broken one by one."

The last sentence: "Just asking me if I can see it?"

"Yes...yes...yes..."

The momentum was magnificent, the voice resounded through the sky, and it even had the feeling of a pre-battle oath!

Very good, Lin Zhengyuan sat down with satisfaction.

The next second, Pan Yue's voice rang out.

"Comrades and family members, I'd like to say a few words."

"First, participants should uphold the principle of 'friendship first, competition second'."

"Win with integrity and honor, and lose with dignity."

"Soldiers must prioritize friendship and have the noble sentiment of putting victory or defeat aside."

"In short, no injury or disability is allowed during the competition."

"Second, in projects such as demolition and bomb disposal, it must be carried out under safe conditions."

"Third, we must prevent situations where people pass the buck to each other."

"One is one, two is two, it must be absolutely true."

"Fourth, athletes who break records in this competition will be awarded a third-class merit by the war zone as a reward and encouragement."

Fifth, please keep the family members in order and do not disrupt the competition.

"Finally, a reminder to family members with children to keep a close eye on them to prevent any accidents."

No problem. With the other leaders remaining silent, the competition officially began.

Military competitions consist of many events.

Combat, shooting, sniping, obstacle courses, off-road driving, vehicle driving, terrain and landforms, information and communication, electronic warfare, throwing, demolition, bomb disposal, chemical defense, etc.

There are over a hundred items in total, covering almost all military skills.

Because there are so many projects, the competition will last for three days.

Fighting ring,

Lin Feng, along with Du Feifei who loves to join in the fun, casually found a spot and sat down on the small stools they had brought.

"Honey, it's so lively today!"

"Yes, it's going to get even more exciting soon, let's begin!"

Yes, the two warriors on the stage immediately began their combat contest in response to the referee's gesture.

It seems to be because of the first group; in short, their skill level was quite average!

"Honey, how long are they going to stop fighting?"

"Ahem, I'm not a god, how could I have predicted it?"

Okay, Du Feifei stuck out her little tongue: "By the way, where is Sister Xinyi?"

"She has a mission, she's not as free as you!"

"Hey, it feels like you're putting someone down..."

Just then, Long Xiaoyun squeezed through the crowd carrying Ma 333.

"Hey, did we disturb your lovey-dovey moment?"

"Sister Xiaoyun, when did you get back?"

"I came back the day before yesterday, just to participate in the big competition."

As she spoke, Long Xiaoyun looked at Du Feifei with a sly smile.

"Feifei, may I sit next to your man?"

"Of course," Du Feifei chuckled, "Sister Xiaoyun, you're not going to eat my man, are you?"

"That's hard to say, are you scared?"

"Scared?" Du Feifei smiled and shook her head: "Do as you please, let's see who eats whom!"

Well, now that she's married, she's definitely changed.

After sitting down, Long Xiaoyun watched the game while joining the chat.

"Brother Feng, you really didn't sign up to participate..."

"Wait a minute," Du Feifei interrupted in surprise, "Sister Xiaoyun, what did you call my husband?"

"If I remember correctly, you should be 25 years old this year, right?"

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but smile charmingly: "Is it okay if I like it?"

Lin Feng, who had been silent until now, couldn't help but speak up.

"Don't listen to her, she lost a bet to me."

You lost the bet?

Du Feifei smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoyun, you're really thinking too much to make a bet with my husband."

"Remember not to be so silly next time,"

"Losing a title is nothing, but what if you lose the person? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

The teasing tone was obvious, which made Long Xiaoyun extremely embarrassed and annoyed....

Chapter 142 Long Xiaoyun: How about a drinking contest?

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"Why bring up something I shouldn't be talking about? Are you trying to stab me in the wound?"

"Sister Xiaoyun, they meant well!"

"Hmph, I don't appreciate it!"

Long Xiaoyun gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not satisfied with just bringing this up."

"Brother Feng, I'd like to have another match with you."

What the hell?

Lin Feng chuckled: "Didn't you hear what Fei Fei just said?"

"Just tell me, how desperate are you? How much do you want to lose?"

"Yes, yes,"

Du Feifei chimed in, "Sister Xiaoyun, if you want to be a daughter-in-law of the Lin family, just say so..."

"That's enough, you two. I'm absolutely confident this time."

Long Xiaoyun flashed a smug smile: "Brother Feng, do you dare to have another match?"

Why wouldn't I dare to make a sure-fire profit?

Lin Feng asked, "What are we competing against, and what are the stakes?"

"I understand your intention in watching the game; you want to scout out some potential special operations talents, right?"

That's right, Lin Feng has no interest in participating in the competition; he's just bullying people.