Their goal, from the very beginning, was the command flag of the Second Battalion!
clown!
It turns out the real clown was myself!
"Aaaaaaah!"
Yuan Bao let out a frustrated and furious roar. He swung his fist, as big as a casserole dish, and smashed it towards Jiang Yan's face, yelling, "I'll kill you!"
Jiang Yan's eyes sharpened, but he did not back down in the face of the enraged Yuan Bao.
Just as the fist was about to hit his face, he slightly shifted his body to the side, accurately dodging the punch. His right hand gripped Yuan Bao's wrist like an iron clamp and pulled it down, while his left knee shot up like lightning, hitting Yuan Bao squarely in the abdomen!
Yuan Bao let out a muffled groan, his body arching like a shrimp from the excruciating pain. He was secretly shocked; how could Jiang Yan, who looked so refined, be so strong!
Jiang Yan didn't stop moving. Using the pull, he turned around and executed a clean and neat over-the-shoulder throw, slamming the 180-pound Yuan Bao hard to the ground!
"Bang!"
Dust flew everywhere.
Jiang Yan twisted Yuan Bao's arms behind his back and pressed his knee firmly against his back, rendering him unable to move. The whole movement was so fluid that even the people in Battalion Two didn't have time to react.
Yuan Bao winced in pain, his face turning red, still cursing, "Let me go! You despicable bunch, if you have the guts, fight me head-on!"
Just then, Deputy Minister Zheng Hongyi, instructors Lei Kuan and Han Feng walked towards them.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan released Yuan Bao, pushed him away like trash, and then dusted himself off.
The exercise has ended; to start fighting again would be a serious violation of regulations.
The soldiers of Battalion Three looked at the group of dejected soldiers from Battalion Two opposite them, who seemed to have lost all their energy and spirit, and then at Yuan Bao, whose face turned pale and then red, as if he had been constipated for ten days.
The humiliation and despair I felt just now vanished completely.
Instead, there was the ecstasy of surviving a disaster and a sense of triumphant exhilaration!
They won.
No, it was Su An who led them to victory!
Everyone from Battalion Three came out of the trench.
They were covered in mud and splattered with blue and red paint from their "fallen" teammates, looking utterly disheveled.
But at this moment, in front of more than fifty well-equipped and undamaged soldiers of the Second Battalion, each of them stood tall with their eyes filled with the pride of victors.
Jiang Yan and Yuan Bao stood facing each other.
One is the loser who was just basking in the joy of victory, but in the blink of an eye became the biggest laughing stock.
One was a commander who had just been preparing to face "death" in humiliation, but in the blink of an eye became the ultimate winner.
The stark contrast made the atmosphere incredibly eerie.
Yuan Bao stared intently at Jiang Yan, his teeth grinding together, his eyes filled with resentment, anger, and humiliation that seemed to burst forth in a tangible way.
“Jiang Yan…” he squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, “You… are despicable!”
Jiang Yan smiled upon hearing this.
It was a genuine laugh, tinged with a hint of mockery.
"mean?"
He calmly straightened his tattered collar, then spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.
"All's fair in war. Didn't Instructor Han Feng teach you such a simple principle?"
"You brought over fifty men, equipped with modified, high-quality gear, and cornered us, a group of twenty-odd people, here to fight. Don't you think that's despicable?"
"You used a walkie-talkie in front of everyone to force us to kneel down and beg for mercy. Don't you think that's despicable?"
"Now that you've lost, you're calling us despicable?"
With each word Jiang Yan spoke, Yuan Bao's expression grew increasingly grim.
"Yuan Bao, weren't you just trying to pull down our flag?"
He pointed to the flag of the Third Battalion that was still standing.
"Why aren't you moving? Is your hand cramping?"
Yuan Bao's body trembled violently, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.
Jiang Yan straightened up, looked around at the dejected soldiers of the Second Battalion, and said loudly:
"It seems that your Second Battalion's charging speed is still not as fast as our Comrade Su An's speed in pulling the flag."
"From now on, stop calling them 'King of Soldiers,' call them 'Turtle Kings.' After all, when it comes to the ability to cower like turtles and let us raid their hometown, you guys are definitely number one."
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