As soon as Wu Fei's words were spoken, everyone in the audience took a breath. The Eighth Route Army was very disciplined and the soldiers were extremely quiet, but after hearing the competition rules that Wu Fei mentioned, they began to whisper and talk.

"No, you must not compare your marksmanship like this!" The second company commander objected without thinking.

Hu Heng's brain was buzzing, and he didn't hear what the second company commander was saying. The reason why he asked "Water jar? A man's head was holding a wine jar?" was not because he thought it was too stressful, but he thought it was too dangerous and didn't want to compare it like this. But he didn't expect that the brat of the Fourth Company actually increased the difficulty of this. You must know that a fixed target is whether it is to use a human head to hit the target or a tree where the tree is. It is always a dead target, but now this brat is comparing to hit a mobile target, and it is a mobile target on the human head. Such difficulty is unheard of by Hu Heng.

"It's okay to compete like this. As long as you take the initiative to admit defeat, you can't compete!" Wu Fei did not give face to the second company commander. The words he said were still so cold, and his whole body looked so cold-blooded and ruthless.

"There is no match, how can you let a sequel admit defeat?" Jiang Ming felt a little sorry for Hu Heng at this moment. How could he mess with such a guy? He subconsciously stood on the side of the sequel.

"I still say the same thing. If you want to compare, just compare according to the rules I said, otherwise you will take the initiative to admit defeat." Wu Fei's eyes showed a ferocious light, which was extremely rare for him. Even Brother Shan of the Sandang Family and Xiaotong and others who had a good relationship with him were all cold from the bottom of his heart.

"Wu Fei, you can't act irritably. The first company is a brother company, not a life-and-death enemy. You can't be so angry." The third company commander Wu Shanhe also spoke. He had seen Xiaole and Wu Fei's marksmanship with his own eyes, but even so, he was skeptical about whether Xiaole could hit the target on the head of a person who was moving at a high speed.

"Being irritable? Haha, when I laughed at the Fourth Company for a row, why didn't you see the two big company commanders come out to stop me? Is this the tradition of the independent regiment? No, how long has the independent regiment been formed? Where did these smoky traditions come from?" Wu Fei said without any mercy. The second company commander and the third company commander were blushed and turned a little white.

"Wu Fei, can you listen to my advice? If the regiment commander knows that the two of you companies have such a competition, it will probably be light to confinement." Jiang Ming, the second company chief, persuaded in a negotiated tone, and also had a warning in his words. He saw that he could not stop this stubborn boy, so he tried to suppress it with Captain Stone.

"It's already like this. Do you think I'm still afraid of being confined? Do you think there will be one in the Fourth Company who is afraid of being punished?" Wu Fei's voice became louder, and he shouted to Brother Shan: "Brother Xiaoshan, go find two wine jars."

"Wu Fei!" The third company commander had no choice but to ask for help, so he looked at the third head and Dachun. Unexpectedly, after seeing his gaze, these two guys not only helped him speak, but also stood beside Wu Fei. This is what they want to support to the end.

"No one needs to persuade him anymore, and no one needs to be a peacemaker anymore. All of our fourth company are determined to admit defeat, or two people will compete in shooting skills." Wu Fei's words completely blocked Jiang Ming and Wu Shanhe's idea of ​​continuing to dissuade him.

"Company Commander Hu, don't pretend to be stupid and stunned. Give me a happy word. What should I do for a while? Will I admit defeat or continue to compete?"

"I..." Hu Heng has never been so embarrassed since joining the Eighth Route Army. For a moment, he was so blocked by Wu Fei's words that he couldn't speak.

"Company Commander, I'll carry the wine jar compared to the Fourth Company." A platoon leader of the first company stood up first. The Eighth Route Army had no cowards. As the first company of the Independent Regiment's Sharp Knife Company, of course, no one in the warriors would be willing to admit defeat like this.

"I'll carry the wine jar!"

I'll carry the wine jar!"

I'll carry the wine jar!"

......

More officers and soldiers of the company stood up. They were not sure to be the shooter, but it was not difficult to be the target.

"Return to the queue for me!" Hu Heng roared. The company commander's majesty was vividly expressed in this roar. It has to be said that the military literacy of the first company is extremely high, and at least the current fourth company is definitely not able to do it.

"Everyone can do it, but who will fire this shot?" Hu Heng was very proud of the soldiers in the company who could stand up first, but he was really unsure about this changed competition.

Unlike the one who was trying to come out just now, when Hu Heng asked this sentence, no one in the company dared to stand up on his own initiative. If it was said that the enemy was the one who was holding the wine jar, the soldiers in the company would never be like this. Unless he had great confidence, who would dare to take such responsibility? Even Hu Heng himself dared to try it, then who would stand up?

Did he just admit defeat like this? Hu Heng was very unwilling to accept it, but he couldn't find any good idea. When he glanced at the boy who had a bad idea, he suddenly found that the guy had a smile on his face and looked like he had eaten all his food. Does this boy really have such confidence? Or was he sure that a company would not dare to fight in this way? Or was he actually trembling like me?

No matter what the brat is trying, I have to try him first. Thinking of this, Hu Heng straightened his waist and Lang Sheng said, "Boy from the Fourth Company, since you proposed this rule, then, the Fourth Company will shoot the first shot first. As long as you do it, I will do it without saying a word."

"Of course! How could the first shot be made for a company?" Wu Fei agreed directly as if he had expected Hu Heng to say this.

Brother Shan had been looking for the wine jar for a long time. Just when Wu Fei was impatient, he finally saw him appearing on the playground. However, as if he had something to do, he was reluctant to hand it to Wu Fei for a long time.

"Wu Fei, why don't I go to the wine jar?" The third leader thought that Brother Shan was worried about Wu Fei's safety, so he was unwilling to hand over the wine jar to him. After taking a look at Xiaole, he took the initiative to make a request.

"Brother Third, just watch us win by the side. Others don't know our strength. Don't you know it?" Wu Fei snatched a wine jar from Brother Shan's hand while speaking.

"Xiaole, I'm looking at you!" Wu Fei raised his left hand and greeted Xiaole, wanting to high-five with her.

Xiaole's lips curled up, and a smile appeared on her face. This was the first time she had a smile since Uncle Guo passed away. At such a moment, her heart was very big.

Bang!

Wu Fei and Xiaole clapped their high-fives like a slap on Hu Heng's face. He once again began to doubt his judgment. He had heard of some of Ermashan's reputation, but the one who had already sacrificed was limited to the Guo Dangjia and Han Dangjia. He also included the Liu surnamed, but now the two young men who had not grown hair on their mouths. Could it be that the people in Ermashan are already so powerful? Can you suppress others steadily by pulling two little guys?
Chapter completed!