Chapter 396: Defeating ten societies with one force
The result of the game was shocking.
I thought the female soldiers would definitely lose, and even Yang Jun didn't have much hope.
But things took a huge turn.
"Sun Zhaodi, come on!"
"Sun Zhaodi, come on!"
The female soldiers stood on the edge and shouted, "Come on."
"Sun Zhaodi, if you win, I'll give you ten pounds of food stamps." Ma Wumei shouted excitedly.
Sun Zhaodi was like a tireless machine. Instead of slowing down, her running speed became faster and faster. In a short time, she had pulled the horse over a distance of more than three hundred meters.
After one lap, the distance between Sun Zhaodi and Ma Sanyuan widened to a full 150 meters.
After two laps, the distance increased to more than 200 meters.
At this time, Ma Sanyuan was anxious. He thought that Sun Zhaodi would not be able to last two laps if he ran at such a speed, but who knew that she would run faster and faster.
Even if he accelerates at full speed now, he probably won't be able to surpass him.
Sun Zhaodi is tall and has long steps, one step ahead of others and one and a half steps.
Running as fast as an accelerating yak, a hill came across.
The last two hundred meters.
Sun Zhaodi's speed is getting faster and faster.
Yang Jun and Zhao Haifeng were also stunned by this scene.
This completely violates the limit rules of human physical strength. This speed, endurance, and physical strength are all inconsistent with common sense.
Ma Sanyuan was also so anxious that his eyes were red. At this moment, he no longer considered the issue of physical distribution and started sprinting at 400 meters.
Although the distance between them has shortened, Sun Zhaodi is only a few dozen meters away from the finish line.
Yang Jun stood at the finish line and saw Sun Zhaodi looking excited.
Then, Sun Zhaodi looked back at Ma Sanyuan, who was far behind, and turned from running to jogging, and jogging to walking.
At this moment, she strutted to the finish line.
"Chief, what you just said didn't count, but I heard you."
A group of female soldiers surrounded Sun Zhaodi with a roar.
"It counts, of course it counts, and I will give it to you later." Ma Wumei smiled and patted her shoulder and said,
"Well done, you didn't embarrass our female soldiers."
"hey-hey!"
Sun Zhaodi stood there accepting congratulations from others like a silly girl.
"I have been chased and beaten by my father since I was a child. I have developed this speed a long time ago. Until now, no one has ever been able to catch up with me."
"Ha ha!"
Everyone laughed after hearing this.
Even Yang Jun laughed.
These words sounded very familiar, and suddenly I remembered that there was a boy who was chased by his father since he was a child.
It is hard to tell that Sun Zhaodi, a girl, has been beaten by Sun Dashan all the time since she was a child.
"Sun Zhaodi, come here."
Yang Jun waved to her and handed over the ten yuan in his hand.
"This is the reward given to you by your section chief."
"Uncle Yang, I...I can't have..." Sun Zhaodi clasped her fingers and lowered her head, unable to come over.
Zhao Haifeng lost these ten dollars to Yang Jun.
After hearing Yang Jun's explanation, Zhao Haifeng's face suddenly turned red.
"Yes, take it, this is my personal reward for you."
Although Zhao Haifeng is smiling, his heart is actually bleeding.
Ten yuan was enough for his living expenses for a month. He originally wanted to earn some pocket money, but he didn't make any money, and instead gave him ten yuan.
At this time, he hated those male soldiers.
A bunch of old men can't even win against a girl.
After the game is over, see how to deal with them.
"Zhao Di, take it. The section chief rewards you. If you don't take it, you won't get it for free."
Ma Wumei was not polite and directly took the ten yuan for her.
In fact, she knew in her heart that although the money was rewarded by the section chief, without Yang Jun, the money would not have reached him at all.
"make persistent efforts."
Yang Jun encouraged him.
As expected, in the following 100-meter race, 1,500-meter race, etc., as long as it is a running event, Sun Zhaodi will compete. No matter how the male soldiers change their generals, they will all lose by a long distance.
project.
Sun Zhaodi lived up to expectations. In addition to winning the competition, she also received an additional 30 kilograms of food stamps.
Some of these food stamps were awarded by Ma Wumei, and some were given by other female soldiers.
In short, everyone, you have one pound and I have two pounds. To add some luck, Sun Zhaodi will have the motivation to win.
The next competitions are obstacle course competition and weight training competition.
After these projects, both sides have their own winners and losers.
At the end of the day, the scores between the two teams were even.
Next comes the last event, which is the fighting competition.
When it came time to compete in this event, the male soldiers called Zhao Haifeng over and whispered in his ear for a while.
After hearing this, Zhao Haifeng's face turned red and he opened and closed his lips several times, as if he wanted to scold him, but he didn't say anything.
Zhao Haifeng hesitated for a moment, then returned to the female soldiers.
After a long while, he blushed and said, "It's like this. The male soldiers ask for a win-win-win-win-out-of-three-game set. If you don't agree, you can just decide the outcome in one round as before."
When Zhao Haifeng spoke, his face turned red almost to his neck.
In fact, he shouldn't have said this.
As a section chief and referee, by doing this, he was clearly favoring male soldiers.
However, he sincerely hopes that the male soldiers will win.
"Huh!"
The male soldiers collectively let out a sigh.
Zhao Haifeng's face turned as red as a monkey's butt. No female soldier could humiliate her like this. He wished he could crawl through a crack in the ground.
The male soldier over there also turned around with a red face.
They are ashamed to make such rascal demands to women.
Physiologically speaking, they men already have an advantage, not to mention that they are all the elites among the elites. It can be said to be shameless to make such a request now.
"If you don't agree, a bunch of grown men won't even want their faces."
"That's right, why do you agree? Bullying us women is nothing."
The female soldiers shouted that they would not agree, and their expressions and movements almost made the men's faces sink into the mud.
"Wait a minute."
Ma Wumei raised her hand to signal everyone to quiet down, glanced at the crowd and said,
"Sisters, I think we have to agree to this."
"Why, Chief."
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"It's like this. If we don't agree to come down, they will think that we are afraid. Besides, we are also confident that we will win. With Zhaodi and me here, they can't even think about trying to please us."
"We are not afraid of them playing rogue. If they refuse to obey, we will beat them until they obey."
Not to mention, Ma Wumei is a born excellent speaker. With her encouragement, the fighting spirit of the female soldiers was once again ignited.
"Yes, the section chief is right. If they don't obey, beat them until they obey."
"If they lose again, let's see if they dare to show off their power in front of us in the future."
"Captain, you are right, let's give these stinky men a chance."
Encouraged by Ma Wumei, the female soldiers decided to give these scoundrels a chance.
"Chief Ma, have you thought about it and are you sure you agree to three competitions?" Zhao Haifeng asked.
Zhao Haifeng had just heard the female soldier's ridicule, but he still asked bravely.
"Chief Zhao, on behalf of the female soldiers, I agree to give those male soldiers a chance."
Ma Wumei patted her chest to show that she didn't care.
"Okay, get ready, we'll have a fighting match right away."
After Zhao Haifeng finished speaking, he left as if running away.
When Yang Jun saw this, he also blushed for these male soldiers.
This is a typical example of someone who cannot afford to lose.
He originally wanted to stop it, but he also wanted to see how strong the female soldiers were. In the end, he decided to let them compete three times.
He believed that if nothing unexpected happened, the female soldiers would definitely win the fighting competition.
Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo were transferred away by him. At this time, there were few male soldiers who could fight.
With Ma Wumei's skills, those male soldiers were no match for her, not to mention the terrifying existence of Sun Zhaodi among the female soldiers.
"Beep!"
As a whistle sounded.
The male and female soldiers gathered together, and each side sent a player to the scene.
For the male soldiers, a burly middle-aged man was sent. Just looking at his body shape, he looked like a powerful man.
On the female side, Ma Wumei was the first to play.
Zhao Haifeng acted as the referee himself, and as soon as the hand signal fell, the game began.
As soon as the match started, the male soldier immediately pressed on Ma Wumei. He wanted to use his weight and strength to fight quickly.
And Ma Wumei is not stupid and knows her own shortcomings.
Instead of fighting him head-on, he started playing guerrilla, dodging left and right, walking beside the male soldier, and sometimes taking the opportunity to sneak attack him.
After all, Ma Wumei has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years and has rich practical experience. In less than two minutes, he knocked down the male soldier.
"In the first game, the female soldier won."
Zhao Haifeng's face was as dark as water, and he reluctantly announced that the female soldier had won.
"Oh, we won."
The female soldiers cheered and threw Ma Wumei into the sky in celebration.
After a while, the second competition began.
In this game, Sun Zhaodi came on the female soldier's side, and a capable male soldier came on the male soldier's side.
The male soldier took off his clothes as soon as he came on stage, revealing the streamlined body of a cheetah.
His upper body was covered with scars, including stab wounds and robbery wounds. He looked like a veteran who had been on the battlefield.
When everyone saw the scars on his body that symbolized 'achievement', they all showed envious expressions.
The male soldier looked determined to win and seemed very confident in this match.
Looking at the female soldiers, they all had worried expressions on their faces.
They knew that the male soldier in front of them was difficult to deal with, and Sun Zhaodi had just entered the security department not long ago, and she still didn't know some fighting skills and moves. If she were to go up now, it would probably be more dangerous than bad.
And what about Sun Zhaodi?
He stood there laughing stupidly, not knowing how scary the male soldier in front of him was.
"Director, do you want to block it again?"
At this time, Zhao Haifeng walked over with arms crossed and whispered to Yang Jun.
"What are you betting on?" Yang Jun also crossed his arms with an interested look on his face.
"How about twenty yuan?"
Zhao Haifeng glanced at the male soldier again and seemed to have made up his mind.
"no problem."
Yang Jun said calmly.
"You kid, prepare some money."
He has great confidence in Sun Zhaodi.
After several contacts, he fully understood the horror of Sun Zhaodi.
Especially the last time she broke two ribs with one punch, it made him even more confident that Sun Zhaodi would win.
On the court, both of them are ready.
The male soldier clenched his hands and showed a military boxing fighting technique.
On the other hand, Sun Zhaodi, this silly girl was still standing there stupidly, as if she didn't take the person in front of her seriously at all.
"start."
Zhao Haifeng shouted in a deep voice.
With an order, the two started to fight.
The male soldier kept circling around Sun Zhaodi, looking for weaknesses in his attack.
And Sun Zhaodi had the demeanor of a great master. No matter how she tried to get around, she would just stand still.
"ah!"
With an angry shout, the male soldier took action.
He kicked Sun Zhaodi in the thigh.
This kick was so powerful and heavy that few people dared to resist.
"boom!"
The sound of muscles clashing was heard.
Sun Zhaodi's body swayed slightly, but she still stood there stupidly.
On the other hand, the male soldier was shocked and took two steps back.
"Ha ha!"
There was a burst of jeers from the female soldiers.
Yang Jun's face also showed an expression of 'Sure enough'.
One effort can bring down ten levels.
Any technique is useless in the face of absolute strength.
The male soldier's face turned red.
I thought I could easily deal with this stupid guy, but I didn't expect that it was like kicking a stone.
"ah!"
He kicked a few more times in succession, using all his strength on each kick.
But Sun Zhaodi just stood there stupidly, no matter how hard he kicked, he couldn't move at all.
"Okay, great, Sun Zhaodi."
There were waves of wolf howls coming from the female soldier's side.
With such strength, it would be strange not to win.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jun was also frightened.
The male soldier in front of him was not weak. He thought he couldn't bear these kicks, but Sun Zhaodi seemed to be okay.
He wondered to himself whether Sun Zhaodi could withstand these kicks if it were him.
He couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.
In short, he thought it was best not to compete, lest both sides suffer losses.
However, Sun Zhaodi's strength has obviously surpassed Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo.
Even if they are not sent away today, the male soldiers will not want to win.
Sun Zhaodi seemed to be teasing the male soldier, letting him kick and hit her however she wanted, but she would not fight back.
On the other hand, the male soldier didn't do anything to others, but he was so tired that he panted.
Yang Jun shook his head and felt that there was no need to continue the competition.
"Zhao Di, end the fight quickly, I will take you to a restaurant."
"Okay, Uncle Yang."
Sun Zhaodi heard the words and responded.
Seeing the male soldier kicking him again and again, she slapped him directly on the chest.
The male soldier seemed to have been hit hard, and his body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
