Military vehicles entered the venue one after another, with the national flags of their respective countries hanging on the vehicles.
Southeast General Director Li Dawei came to the scene in person.
"Mr. Brewster, welcome to Jiangnan Base City."
He stretched out his hand and shook hands with the old man wearing a US military uniform in front of him.
I didn’t expect that this international special forces competition would be led by him personally. This was a well-known figure since the Nirvana period.
"Mr. Li, nice to meet you."
It is not difficult for a warrior to master several foreign languages with his learning ability, so unless there is a very formal occasion, in order to facilitate communication, he usually chooses to follow the locals when entering the country.
Li Dawei greeted him for a while.
Competitors from all over the world lined up in the field.
An older soldier looked at the American camp and was startled: "Why is that guy still a warrior?"
Zhu Zhen asked doubtfully: "Li He, who are you talking about?"
Li He smiled bitterly: "Sean Bruch is the guy who won three championships in close combat last year."
"ah?"
There were several exclamations.
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
According to normal circumstances, the candidates for selection are all the strongest people, and their physical fitness is also closest to the warrior level, so the candidates for the competition are rarely repeated every year, because no accident, they will be successfully promoted within one year.
Enter the level of warrior general.
And Sean, as the outstanding performer in the previous session last year, is naturally even more so.
But this brown-haired American soldier is still at the warrior level. What's going on?
When Lin Yan heard what they said, he couldn't help but glance curiously at this brown-haired man who said in an interview last year that opponents from other countries were too bad. He seemed to have noticed his side of the discussion and smiled provocatively at them.
At this time, Li Dawei's secretary also whispered a few words to him.
Li Dawei nodded, indicating that he understood, and did not show anything unusual.
He delivered a speech as usual and announced the official start of the 2056 International Special Forces Competition.
Fireworks rose into the sky and turned into colorful ribbons.
Li Dawei looked at Brewster and other representatives from various countries, and said with a hearty smile: "Everyone has come from afar. As the host, I have to entertain you well. Please come with me."
Brewster said: "Mr. Li, you're welcome. We are very interested in the results of this competition, so there is no need to go to too much trouble."
Li Dawei advised: "You can't see the specific situation of the game just sitting here and waiting. In the conference hall over there, you can directly see the live video, which is much better than here."
The other people looked at each other and felt that this was indeed better. The representative of the Rakshasa Kingdom said: "Well, let's follow Mr. Li's arrangement."
They and their respective security personnel came to the conference hall under the leadership of Li Dawei.
Sitting around the conference table, each serving tea.
Li Dawei smiled and said: "This is a famous tea produced by the tea tree in Wuyi Mountain in our country. It is difficult for me to drink it. This is specially sent by Councilor Jia. I don't know if you guys like it."
They all took a sip and felt refreshed and their eyes became clearer.
"good."
Li Dawei chatted with them for a while and suddenly said: "Since everyone is here, there is something I have to mention again."
Brewster guessed what he wanted to say, and his cloudy eyes lit up.
"Regarding the secret artifact No. 118 that we discovered during the Earth Alliance coalition period, after the Great Nirvana period, we originally agreed that each country would be in charge of it for five years in order."
"Here I would like to ask Mr. Brewster, why has the delivery of the secret artifact that should have been handed over to our country three months ago been delayed?"
Brewster looked calm.
The representatives of the other three major countries looked at each other, obviously unaware of this matter.
Mark, the EU representative, sounded unfriendly: "Mr. Brewster, is this true?"
Although the secret of Secret No. 118 has not been cracked, it is very involved, and the attitude of the United States makes them a little sensitive.
Representatives of the Rakshasa Kingdom also spoke out: "The disposal plan for Secret Object No. 118 has been agreed by all countries. Your attitude of wanting to tear up the agreement will affect our cooperation in many aspects."
Old God Brewster is here: "This is indeed the case."
"However, there is an additional clause in the disposal of Secret Object No. 118. We have agreed that whoever can win 13 first places in the international special forces competition and win the Sun Star Medal will determine the ownership of Secret Object No. 118."
"We already have the right people."
"So to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by transferring secret objects to each other in a short period of time, we decided to withhold it for three months to wait for the final result of this game."
Li Dawei was not angry when he heard his explanation.
On the contrary, he was very calm. He pointed to the live video on the screen and said, "Is Mr. Brewster referring to the soldier named Sean?"
"He seems to be the last champion."
In the picture, Sean is standing in the competition field, defeating his opponent, looking very flamboyant.
Brewster responded: "Yes, we had no such plan originally. After all, Secret No. 118 is beyond the scope of our technological understanding. It is very fair that we take turns in charge."
"But Sean took the initiative to propose that he wanted to get the Sun Star Medal, and was willing to stay at the warrior level for a year to master the skills of thirteen competitions. Every young man's ideals are worth encouraging, and we agreed with him
way of doing."
"He works very hard, and this hard work has blossomed into beautiful flowers. His various achievements are the most outstanding among our participating soldiers. We have great confidence in him and can become the first person to receive the Sun Star Medal.
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"This honor will accompany him throughout his life."
Brewster saw Sean, who was unbeatable in close combat events, speaking fluently during the live broadcast.
His new opponent looks weak.
But failure as a young person is not a bad thing.
He smiled, but soon the smile froze on his face.
Li Dawei looked at Sean who had fallen to the ground and fell into a coma in the picture, resisting the urge to laugh out loud, and said: "It seems that luck has not favored this hard-working young man, and this honor does not want to stay with him for the rest of his life."
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"Mr. Brewster, I think you need to consider handing over Secret Artifact No. 118 to us as soon as possible."
He looked serious.
Brewster stared closely at the young soldier who defeated Sean on the screen, his eyelids twitching a few times.
…
Sean is worthy of being the champion in the close combat event of the last International Special Forces Competition.
His physique is very suitable for close combat, and he has obviously put a lot of effort into it. In his skills, there are even traces of various schools of fighting techniques, and he has mastered them all.
Not all fifty of them will participate in all events. Each side will send seven people to the close combat event.
Among all the events, close combat is the one that Sean is most confident in. In the last competition, he won the first place in the three items, and his advantage is the biggest in close combat. This year,
He has also made considerable progress.
"Do any of you want to challenge me?"
"It will be all right."
He provoked in the audience.
Although this was unreasonable according to the schedule, he took the initiative and no one stopped him.
Two soldiers from the Peacock Kingdom and the Rakshasa Kingdom came up to challenge, but they were easily defeated.
Zhu Zhendao: "Let me try his way."
His close combat performance was the best except for Lin Yan. He stepped onto the court, but he could only hold on under Sean's offensive. After two minutes of fighting, he was punched hard in the face and fainted.
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Lin Yan immediately stepped forward to help him up and observed his injuries. His forearms were highly swollen, and his cheekbones and nose bones were fractured. He raised his head and frowned at the brown-haired man in front of him: "You could have controlled it with the last move just now."
Come on, why are you so cruel?"
Sean did not shirk the blame, but said: "Why, recruit, do you have to pray that the enemy will not be ruthless on the battlefield?"
Lin Yan smiled: "What you said makes sense. It's good that you have such an awareness."
He signaled his teammates to take Zhu Zhen to the hospital, then looked at Sean: "I'll fight you."
Sean seemed to have heard something funny and sneered: "You can ask your teammates to take him to the hospital later, because they can take you along with them."
The American contestants burst into laughter.
For such a young recruit to want to compete with Sean in close combat, there is nothing more ridiculous than this.
Lin Yan said lightly: "You may not have such ability."
He has plenty of soul power, and he reached the full level of S-level fighting technique [Military Killing Fist] a few days ago. Although he didn't spend much energy on studying it, it is more than enough to deal with a Sean.
After the referee announced the start, the two struggled with each other.
Sean's fighting style is very fierce, but Lin Yan's fighting style is even more fierce than him.
The sounds of banging and banging were heard continuously, and the movements of both men were crisp and sharp, pointing directly at each other's vital points, which was dazzling for a moment.
The one-sided fall that everyone imagined did not happen.
No, it's happening in the opposite direction.
Sean was obviously at a disadvantage. His fighting skills were completely unable to effectively hit Lin Yan, but Lin Yan's attack made him secretly complain.
Lin Yan grabbed him and his arm was dislocated, and Sean's face turned pale.
Cold sweat dripped down.
An elbow hit his chest, and he felt dizzy and passed out.
Lin Yan looked at Sean's teammates. They had stopped laughing for a long time.
Lin Yan said in a kind tone: "Our team members shouldn't have gone far. Do you need me to ask them to wait while you take him with you?"