800: C800 In the Darkness There Was Light

C800 In the Darkness There Was Light

Zhang Beijia was the judge.

The three strands of hair hanging from the coins were over a hundred meters away. At this distance, not to mention the hair, it was difficult to even see the three coins.

So at that time, no one believed that they could do it.

Because Liu Sen and Jiang Bo rarely talked, they seemed a little stiff. Zhang Beijia often made fun of the two of them.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if you pretend to flip the car or not. I'll give you two a mask each. In the future, fold your face, hahahaha!"

Zhang Beijia didn't believe that the two of them could do it at all.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first flexing competition of the Heavenly Calamity Brotherhood has officially begun!"

"The first to appear is our Heavenly Annihilator Number 110 Brother, nicknamed Little Lang Jun. Liu, Liu, Liu - Sen!"

The Heavenly Annihilator brothers beside him were also very cooperative, clapping their hands and whistling.

Zhang Beijia continued with his performance. "The next contestant is even more impressive. He is our Number 110 Heavenly Annihilator, and he is our Number 1 Heavenly Annihilator. He has never been afraid of anyone with his nickname, Jiang, Jiang, Jiang - Bo!"

There was another round of thunderous applause. The Heavenly Destruction Brothers all held their stomachs and smiled as they bent down.

Wherever Zhang Beijia was, there would never be a lack of laughter.

This was also one of Xue Chao's special traits that he especially praised. The earlier batch of Heavenly Annihilations Brothers, although their combat strength was shocking.

But he always felt that something was missing.

It was only after they were completely wiped out that everyone reacted.

Back then, the Heavenly Annihilations Brothers lacked a type of Soil Qi physique.

In essence, they were more like a group of emotionless war machines.

And machines were always machines. No matter how strong they were, they would never be able to defeat humans.

As for Zhang Bei Jia and the rest of the Heavenly Annihilator brothers, they had all come from normal society and had the life experiences of ordinary people.

Thus, they had different personalities and understood life and ordinary society.

Furthermore, Zhang Beijia was a living treasure that could always bring laughter, causing the training camp to no longer be a cold hell.

In terms of combat strength, this batch of Heavenly Calamity members might never be able to catch up to that batch of primitive Heavenly Calamity members.

However, the future achievements of these students would definitely be much greater than those of the Primordial Heavenly Calamity brothers.

The reason was very simple. The primitive Heavenly Annihilations were a bunch of ice-cold machines, while this batch of new generation Heavenly Annihilations brothers were all living people.

No matter how powerful the machines were, they would never be able to defeat others.

The competition began.

Liu Sen and Jiang Bo both came from a mysterious special forces battle group, they had extremely strong psychological qualities.

Therefore, Zhang Bei Jia's teasing and the surrounding laughter did not affect their emotions at all.

Zhang Beijia raised his right hand. "Everyone, get ready... Shoot!"

Rustle -

Following the order, Liu Sen and Jiang Bo raised their automatic rifles at the same time. Their movements were uniform, like a mirror image.

Then, an especially quiet and calm aura burst out from their bodies.

They were like two statues.

The guns in their hands gave off the feeling that they were no longer tools, but a part of their bodies.

Under the influence of this powerful aura, the Heavenly Calamity Brothers, who had been laughing earlier, suddenly quieted down.

Zhang Bei Armor began counting down. "Ten, nine, eight, seven... six... five..."

Boom!

Halfway through the countdown, the gun suddenly rang.

There was only one gunshot.

But Liu Sen and Jiang Bo's guns were smoking.

It was because they fired at the same time.

Everyone was stunned.

The training camp had also arranged a shooting course. Although the shooting skills of the apocalyptic brother couldn't be described as Sharpshooter for the time being, he could still be considered an expert.

They knew very well what the shot that Liu Sen and Jiang Bo fired just now meant.

They had no discussion with each other. Even if they had agreed to shoot at the same time from the countdown to five seconds, to be able to shoot at the same time at one-thousandth of a second could not be described as impressive!

If it were not for the Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining, brain nerves, and muscle cells, which had already formed a kind of conditioned reflex, it would not have been possible to do this.

The Heavenly Annihilator brothers knew that Liu Sen and Jiang Bo came from some mysterious special forces, but they had no idea about that mysterious force.

They thought that they were like the special forces soldiers on television.

And now, they could roughly guess what that mysterious special forces unit meant!

The special forces army in the special forces army!

"Alligator, Shadow, I am very curious, what kind of organization is that mysterious special forces unit?"

"Can everyone inside do what the two of you are capable of?"

Zhang Beijia asked curiously.

The rest of the Heavenly Calamity members also perked up their ears, especially interested in the mysterious Special Forces.

The two of them remained silent. Jiang Bo replied, "That's a top secret. It's not convenient to say. Old Sen and I can only be considered to be at the middle and lower levels inside."

Pfft!

The moment these words came out, the Four Cycles of Destruction nearly spat it out.

"What the hell?! The two of you can only be considered below average? F * ck! "

Everyone was shocked.

Furthermore, they knew very well that Liu Sen and Jiang Bo did not have the habit of lying, so their words were very objective.

The two of them did not care about the envious and shocked eyes at all. They did not need others to be envious or jealous of them.0

Because on the first day they joined the mysterious Special Forces, their commander told them that from this moment on, they were already 'dead people'.

Of course, the 'dead people' here did not refer to biological death, but a social death.

Their names would be erased from all the files. Other than their own members and a few big shots in Long Xia, no one else in this world knew of their existence.

Although each of them had made a huge contribution to this country, constantly defending this land and the people here with their lives.

However, applause and flowers would never have any interaction with them. Even after they died in battle, not to mention entering the mausoleum, there would not even be a single gravestone.

They would always live in the darkness, but they would always do the brightest thing in the world.

The reason why the years on the surface of the water were safe and sound was because there were people who bore the brunt of the undercurrents.

Liu Sen turned around, looked at Xue Chao and said, "Instructor Xue, it's your turn."

Everyone was stunned for a moment before they suddenly reacted. They had been so immersed in shock that they had forgotten that they were hair-raising.

When they turned around to look, everyone broke out in cold sweat!

The three coins that had been hanging earlier were now left with only one coin!

In other words, Liu Sen and Jiang Bo had hit him!

If it was said that when the two of them shot at the same time and became one with the spear, it would have shocked and surprised them.

At this moment, their emotions could only be described as terrifying!

A hundred meters away, ordinary automatic rifles, without an optical scope, the aiming time was only ten seconds... No, they only used five seconds!

They accurately hit a strand of hair that even binoculars could not see!

If this wasn't terrifying, what else could it be!?

Hello everyone: I am the author of this book, June Day. It has been two days since I last read it. I can only apologize to everyone once again. I was unconscious for two whole days and only woke up today. Now, my left hand is hanging on a hanging bottle.

I think everyone will use this kind of malicious excuse to lie. I am not looking for a reason. I just want to give the readers who support me an explanation.

I'm a professional writer, so many friends say that professional writers can't possibly write this much every day.

Because every family has their own problems, there are a lot of things that are not convenient to say here, but I guarantee that if you know what kind of situation I'm in right now and what I'm suffering from, you will definitely understand me.

The readers who have always supported me, I love you. To put it bluntly, you are the ones who supported me to live. This sentence is not exaggerated at all. Thank you, thank you, thank you for having all of you!

In addition, I want to tell everyone that if one day this book suddenly stops being updated, please don't blame me, there are many readers scolding me. Why didn't the author update it? Was it already that one? What I want to say is, as long as I'm still alive... No matter how much more I read every day, I'll make this book have a good ending.

However, if any naive person suddenly stops writing, there is only one reason. When I write these words, I will always shed tears of gratitude. Thank you for having you!

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