Jianmen Pass.

A dozen off-road vehicles came rapidly, raising a cloud of dust.

Mr. Song stood up and got out of the car.

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

Mr. Song glanced at his watch and said, "There are still 17 seconds left. Even if you, brother Liu, are very smart, can you still turn the tide?"

Liu Di suddenly tilted his head and said, "Let me think about it."

Everyone suddenly paused for breath and subconsciously turned to look in all directions.

But Brother Liu laughed and said, "It seems there is no other way."

Everyone lowered their heads again.

He was gasping for breath, it was so scary.

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

Right at this moment.

The entire audience was notified.

"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, "My dear brother Liu, you lose."

"Don't broadcast it yet!"

Lei Pu shouted towards the sky, "I still don't understand the result! Brother Liu, you have to explain to me what's going on with those 200+ cyborgs!"

Then, he took a few steps forward and when he was within arm's reach of Brother Liu, he suddenly put away his timid expression.

He stuttered, "You...you must explain clearly."

"Let me explain!"

A strong, dark-faced Chinese general slowly stepped forward, "Leputongguo, 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 was stunned.

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

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 young man with a vigorous figure but a somewhat immature face.

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

"His name is Huo Pengzu, he is a second-class sergeant, he has served for 7 years, and he used to be a prison armed policeman."

"This one is called Zhao Zhongcheng. He is from the reconnaissance company. After joining our Tianluo, he was given the code name Chimei."

As the old man flipped through the officer certificates one by one, his eyes filled with tears and his arms trembled.

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

Rep stared.

He remembered these faces clearly. They were the gods and ghosts that had descended from the sky before.

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 in person that this is your Chinese Army!"

As soon as he said this, the old Chinese general also looked over.

Mr. Song looked hesitant.

Tianluo belongs to a secret force, and even if he dies, his existence must not be mentioned.

And that old general - the Chinese general Heishan.

Strictly speaking, his actions violated the regulations.

Mr. Song didn't know why Tianluo came back to life and why he obeyed Brother Liu's command!

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

Dilemma!

But Brother Liu also turned his head and looked at him with a different look.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

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

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

He glanced at Heishan again and said loudly, "And after this battle, they all deserve first-class merit! Report this to the entire army!"

Montenegro finally waited for these words.

He raised his head for a moment, stared at the sky, and forced back his tears. He saluted Mr. Song, looked at Brother Liu again, took back the 283 officer certificates, and returned to the queue!

The old man, with a weathered face, was content, as if a big regret in his heart had been relieved!

Lei Pu looked around, puzzled, "So you really didn't cheat?"

Brother Liu laughed, "First, I will lend you the European Air Force, second, I will lend you the Mohist Four Elephants, and third, I will use the Chinese Infantry! The only one assigned is Yi Tianluo, who is from the Chinese Army. How am I cheating?"

After hearing this, Mr. Song was silent! But after a moment, he said in a low voice: "But you lost."

Lei Pu's body was stiff, "Didn't I lose?"

Liu Di shook his head and looked at Lei Pu. "You were not defeated by technology this time, but by the Chinese military spirit. Just like a scene in history, China's military equipment was backward, but it was able to defeat the invading enemies time and time again, relying on the unity, fearlessness and passion of the soldiers."

"Let's not talk about our Chinese technology, just talk about this heroic Chinese army, can you defeat it?"

After saying this, Brother Liu turned around and said, "Mr. Song, is that right?"

Lei Pu also got anxious and interrupted, "What's the difference between a soldier and a non-soldiers? This time we're competing in air force, missiles, and radar. If it weren't for these tricks, then my missiles would be the best."

Liu Di didn't even turn his head and said, "Don't talk!"

Lei Pu's face froze and he swallowed back the rest of his words!

Mr. Song said in a deep voice: "I admit that under your command, our Chinese soldiers were extremely brave and even broke through layers of 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 finished speaking, he raised his head with an expression that left no room for doubt.

He knew in his heart that Brother Liu could achieve such a result under such restrictions, which was a god-like use of troops! And it must be said that the Chinese military spirit was also demonstrated to the fullest by him! In the corner of his eyes, Mr. Song saw Han Licheng and a group of Chinese generals, all of whom looked disappointed.

He gritted his teeth.

Even if people say I'm stubborn, even if people say I'm unsophisticated, or even if people say I disappoint the soldiers on the front line.

Liu Di must be sentenced to lose!

Because only in this way can the increasingly fierce punisher be subdued!

It is imperative!