Chapter 159 I'm numb

"What, do you still need to continue comparing?"

Zhang Yu's eyes fell on Pan Ye. Zhang Yu's lazy appearance was seen by Pan Ye, which made Pan Ye's face look a little unfair. In his opinion, Zhang Yu's appearance was really too arrogant, which made Pan Ye a little angry.

Pan Ye stared at Zhang Yu with gritted teeth and said in a deep voice: "Bi."

"Although?"

When Zhang Yu heard this, he casually said, "Okay, let's continue to compete."

Thinking that he still had a task, Zhang Yu agreed. After all, the better he completed, the more rewards he received. Although he didn't know how to get the best reward, Zhang Yu felt that this approach should not be a big problem.

Then, Zhang Yu competed with Pan Ye again.

only.

As the competition was conducted, everyone in the entire special forces team became quiet. They clenched their fists and stared at the scene in front of them, with a huge amount of anger mixed in their eyes.

These people want to go up and teach Zhang Yu a lesson.

Therefore, the whole scene looks a bit quiet and a little irritable.

As for He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing, there were smiles on their faces, and as for Song Kaifei, they shook their head helplessly, sighed, and said, "The people in this special battle group have good psychological qualities... They are all in this situation, and they still refuse to admit defeat."

"Yes... I'm in this situation, I still don't admit defeat. If this continues, it will be embarrassing." Xu Tianlong couldn't help but speak.

"This guy Zhang Yu is so cruel. Isn't this intentional angering these guys?"

"Yes, at least let these guys be let go, don't let these guys lose too ugly. Look at this person's face and look, I wish I could swallow us alive."

"Just... if this continues, we will offend everyone in the Special Forces."

He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing and others complained, but no matter how bad the complaints were, they always had a faint smile on their faces. Obviously, Zhang Yu's approach was also very satisfied. Is this competition? Of course, I have to give my all, otherwise wouldn't it be too boring?

If that is the biggest insult to the Special Forces.

"In the 17th game, Zhang Yusheng."

As the referee finished speaking, the entire special forces team was silent. Everyone present looked at Zhang Yu and Pan Ye in front of him. For a moment, they were all silent.

As for Shi Jian and Wang Xuebing, their faces froze. The ugly it is, the ugly it is. As for Fan Tianlei, he cursed a few words in his heart.

"Isn't this little bastard going to give in to the other party a little? Look, is this what people do? People think I'm here to play, but you say the special forces team is really good. You choose who you have the best red blood cell, but you choose the person with the strongest red blood cell, saying that you are unlucky, and you have something wrong with it."

Especially his eyes that had been rolling for a long time were even dry. During the past half day, he had winked at Zhang Yu for many times, but Zhang Yu, this little bastard, seemed to have not seen it, which made his eyes red and uncomfortable.

"Now, the score between Zhang Yu and Pan Ye is 17:0, and the last game will be played below."

“Brush…”

Yes, it was just seventeen to zero. No one present expected that the fucking score would be seventeen to zero. For the special forces team, it was just a naked insult. Although they were not professional special forces, their main battlefield was in the sky.

However, their training in the past should not be underestimated... But I never dreamed that the score between Zhang Yu and Pan Ye was actually seventeen to zero.

With such a terrifying score, everyone in the special battle team was silent.

If it was three to zero or four to zero, they all felt that Pan Ye still had the possibility of victory, but when it was ten to zero, they knew that Pan Ye was sure to lose, and it was almost impossible to win.

However……

Soon the score came to 17-0. When this scene came, everyone present was numb because he knew that the Special Forces lost, and the loss was so ugly. It was only a little short of that. They lost eighteen games. Once they lost the last game, it would be 18-0...

If this is said, how can their special forces team go out to see people in the future? It's embarrassing... to lose that adult...

"Battery Commander, we believe you will definitely win the final victory."

"Yes, battalion commander, we always believe in you. You will definitely win the final victory. If you are afraid of winning a victory, we will win."

"Yes, we must not let them seal the seal completely, battalion commander, come on."

"Battery Commander, come on."

For a moment, the people from the Special Forces team started shouting. With the shouting of the Special Forces team, He Chenguang and others looked at the people from the Special Forces team.

He Chenguang sighed and said, "The Special Forces Team is worthy of being the Special Forces Team. I didn't expect that it was still so united at this time."

"Yes...even if you lose this game, it's daunting to be so united."

"This Pan Ye is pretty good. He actually left such a great reputation in the Special Forces. It seems that these people respect Pan Ye very much."

"Haha, if you say so, this guy Pan Ye is indeed pretty good. Being respected by so many people is not something that ordinary people can do. At least it can prove that he has leadership skills."

He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing and others were all amazed. Suddenly, they didn't want Zhang Yu to win.

Zhang Yu also looked at the people present, and a smile appeared in Zhang Yu's eyes. These people were indeed good, but for the sake of the task, it was impossible for him to let go. He was only one step away from getting the task reward, so no matter what, he would win these eighteen competitions.

What's more, Zhang Yu also believes that if you let go of water by yourself, that is the greatest disrespect for Pan Ye. In places like the army, what others need is not your let go of water, and it has no meaning to let go of water, and others think you will look down on him. This is the army.

Zhang Yu looked calm, he looked at Pan Ye calmly and said, "There is another last game, what do you want to compare."

After eighteen competitions, even Zhang Yu consumed a lot, but Zhang Yu could still hold on. Looking at Pan Ye, it was obviously consumed a lot.

I just don’t know if Pan Ye can withstand it.
Chapter completed!