Seeing Xu Rui entering the arena, the two-meter-tall Molotov's eyes immediately lit up and he wanted to follow him into the arena. However, he had just taken half a step and was immediately stopped by Zhukov. Zhukov had obviously heard about Tian Ji's horse racing.
Chinese allusions, and well aware of the subtleties involved, immediately ordered another Soviet soldier to enter the scene.
Xu Rui laughed and said: "Your Excellency, General, have you ever read about Tian Ji's horse racing?"
After listening to the translation, Zhukov's old face immediately turned slightly red. Tian Ji's horse racing strategy was not shameful. On the contrary, it was a very clever strategy. However, it was shameless to temporarily change the rules of the competition. At that moment, Zhukov shook his head repeatedly and denied it.
Said: "Oh, no, no, I don't know what you are talking about."
Xu Rui laughed, then turned his face again, and said coldly: "However, what I want to tell you, General, is that in the face of absolute strength, any strategy is in vain. Tian Ji's horse racing is indeed a weak victory over the strong.
A clever strategy, but it is not enough to change the outcome. Your Soviet army has already lost this wrestling match."
After listening to the translator's translation, the surrounding Soviet troops immediately became angry.
Too arrogant. This Chinese colonel is too arrogant. They are as small as peas, but they dare to challenge the strong Slavic warriors? They are simply humiliating themselves! The Soviet soldier who entered the scene was even more furious.
Angry, he raised a pair of iron fists and struck each other fiercely, making a bang sound, and then lunged at Xu Rui with his teeth and claws spread out.
However, Xu Rui just dodged casually and easily dodged it, but the Soviet soldier almost fell to his death.
Xu Rui dusted off the snowflakes on his shoulders, but said unforgivingly: "The speed is too slow, can you go faster?"
The Soviet soldier kept attacking, but could not catch Xu Rui. He was so angry that he howled like a black bear.
Zhukov's face also turned cold. He had actually expected that Ivan was not Xu Rui's opponent, but Xu Rui's shouting still made him feel angry. He immediately roared: "Ivan, get him down!"
This time, water was immediately poured into the oil pan, and the surrounding Soviet soldiers exploded.
"Ivan, come on, get this damn Chinaman down quickly, you can do it!"
"Ivan, you idiot, what on earth are you doing? On the left, the damn Chinaman is on your left. You could have caught him just by pounced to the left!"
"Ivan, you idiot!"
"Shit, the Chinaman is behind you!"
"Ivan, don't embarrass the Slavs!"
"Ivan, if you can't beat the Chinaman, I'll break your legs later!"
"Ivan, come on, the Slavic warriors cannot lose to the Chinese monkeys!"
The onlookers of the Soviet soldiers tried their best to cheer up, but Ivan kept attacking for a long time, but he still couldn't even touch the corner of Xu Rui's clothes. After struggling for a long time, Xu Rui got tired and caught Ivan and turned around to attack him.
Taking the opportunity to attack, Ivan accidentally stepped on his foot, and Ivan was immediately tripped and fell to the ground.
Xu Rui first threw him sideways, then choked and strangled Ivan's neck.
Ivan's throat was locked and he could no longer breathe. His square face immediately turned the color of pig liver, but his eyes looked pitifully at Zhukov. Without Zhukov's permission, he did not dare to surrender and admit defeat. Seeing Ivan
His eyes couldn't help but turn up, and he was about to faint from being strangled. Zhukov could only nod and admit defeat.
"Colonel Xu, you win this game," Zhukov said dejectedly.
The Soviet soldiers watching around immediately cursed in disappointment.
Xu Rui let go of his right arm, and Ivan immediately took a deep breath greedily.
Zhukov added: "In order to ensure the fairness and justice of the wrestling match, we will send people first in the second match."
This is Zhukov's little idea, because Xu Rui, who seems to be the strongest on the opposite side, has already appeared, but the remaining two are almost the same in his eyes, so there is no need to play Tian Ji's horse racing trick, and this way he can win a
A fair evaluation, so that when others ask him in the future, he can say with peace of mind that this was a fair wrestling match.
After finishing speaking, Zhukov turned his attention to Molotov, who was more than two meters tall, and said coldly: "Molotov, it's your turn this time. I hope you won't let me down again."
Molotov was already impatient with waiting. Hearing this, he immediately took off his cotton coat, and then took off his undershirt as well, revealing his knotted muscles. This guy also deliberately demonstrated,
After taking off his clothes, he deliberately controlled his two bulging pectoralis major muscles to shake up and down, causing the Soviet troops around him to let out strange screams.
The Soviet female soldier who served as the translator also screamed repeatedly, her eyes shining brightly.
Seeing the Russian female soldiers screaming with excitement, Molotov became even more excited. He immediately turned half around, then raised his left and right arms in a toned posture, and then mustered up the strength of his whole body to do it fiercely.
He made a lifting posture and instantly displayed all the muscles in his body, which was really eye-catching.
The dozen or so wolf fangs immediately fell silent upon seeing this.
Let’s not talk about fighting. Just with this body of tendons, I’m afraid no one in the entire Langya Brigade can compare with the Russian guy in front of me. Soldier, the Siberian Tiger may not lose to this guy in terms of size and strength, but he
This body of muscle is enough to keep the soldiers two blocks away. It's no wonder that the Soviet female soldier screamed so hard.
How many of these women don't like strong men?
Zou Chao and Xu Rui looked at each other and said, "Captain, shall I do this?"
Xu Rui nodded and warned: "Use more tripping and throwing techniques, and don't let him get close to you."
"Don't worry, captain, I know." Zou Chao nodded, then turned around and strode into the wrestling ring.
Seeing Zou Chao walking into the wrestling ring, Molotov immediately waved his fist and laughed ferociously: "Chinaman, believe it or not, I will throw all your shit out later, quack quack!"
That Soviet female soldier was also bad, so I translated it truthfully.
Zou Chao was not angry at all, and counterattacked coldly: "Russian, I have already remembered your words. Later I will not only throw your shit out, but I will also make you eat your shit back!"
The Soviet female soldier was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so she translated Zou Chao's words truthfully.
After hearing this, Molotov became furious and immediately threw himself at Zou Chao.
However, Zou Chao had received Xu Rui's guidance and did not give Molotov a chance to fight at close range. He just slid sideways and slipped under the opponent's armpit, and then kicked Molotov violently in the crook of his right leg.
With one kick, Molotov grunted in pain, his right leg went weak, and he fell to his knees with a loud noise.
When more than a dozen Wolf Ya saw this, they immediately cheered loudly.
On the other hand, the Soviet soldiers cursed one after another.
Zhukov was also furious and began to give on-the-spot guidance: "Molotov, you idiot, use your advantages. Your advantage is your height and long legs. Use your legs. Don't always pounce. Use your legs to kick!"
If it had been anyone else, Molotov wouldn't have ignored it, but he didn't dare not listen to Zhukov's words.
At that moment, Molotov no longer dared to attack easily, but instead used his legs to kick sideways. The effect was really immediate, because Molotov's legs were not as long as usual, almost as long as Zou Chao's.
His height is about the same as his height! Moreover, this old guy is not only fast with his legs, but also extremely powerful. He is really a big threat.
Zou Chao's dodge and move immediately became strenuous.
After wandering for a while, Molotov finally caught a chance and kicked him in the chest. Zou Chao immediately hit the ground hard and slid back for more than ten meters. In an instant, he was on the snow.
There was an eye-catching skid mark on the ground, and he almost fell out of the wrestling ring, in which case he would have been awarded the loss.
"Hurrah!" Upon seeing this, the Soviet soldiers onlookers cheered in unison.
Zhukov also waved his fist in relief and roared again: "Well done, Molotov, yes, you have to use your advantage and kick that Chinese guy to death with your long legs!"
The female Soviet soldier also screamed excitedly: "Molotov, I love you!"
Zhukov's praise was nothing, but after hearing the female soldier's scream, Molotov immediately felt as if he had been given a shot of blood. He became extremely excited, raised his head and roared, and pounced on Zou Chao again.
, because of excitement, Molotov threw Zhukov's words behind his head again, stopped using his legs, and used pounce again.
Zou Chao did not forget Xu Rui's instructions for a moment. When he saw Molotov rushing towards him, he turned over and stretched out his right foot to make a slight hook. Molotov, who was carried away, was immediately tripped up and lost.
He fell hard to the ground, but this time Zou Chao was close to him, and he would never miss such a good opportunity again.
Before Molotov could react, Zou Chao jumped up high, and then fell heavily, hitting Molotov's back with a bang. Molotov was so tall.
Even though Ma was big, he couldn't bear the heavy blow from Zou, who weighed over 180 kilograms. He opened his mouth wide and let out a shrill wail.
Immediately afterwards, Zou Chao stretched out his right arm, grabbed Molotov's neck, and then tightened his right arm forcefully. From the veins popping up on his arm and the back of his hand, you can clearly feel the violent arm power.
At this moment, all of them were applied to Molotov's neck. Molotov's face instantly turned red and his eyes turned white.
This turn of events was so sudden that all the Soviet troops watching were stunned.
Zhukov was also at a loss. He had the upper hand just now, but why was he knocked down by the Chinese in the blink of an eye?
Seeing that Zhukov was stunned and did not admit defeat to the Chinese, Molotov immediately became a little anxious. Damn it, if he continues to be strangled like this, he will die. At that moment, he struggled and raised his hands to express surrender. See
When Molotov surrendered, Zou Chao didn't care about himself and let go of his right arm. Molotov immediately started breathing heavily like a dead dog.
Xu Rui said to Zhukov: "General, I'm sorry, we won."
Xu Rui and Zou Chao both won, so there was no need to compete in the third game. Not only that, according to the previous agreement, there was no need to compete in the subsequent riding skills, because the Soviet army had already lost.