Chapter 273 (2/2)
The scene suddenly changed. Wu Kun was on a single wooden bridge more than 20 meters long. At the foot is not a training pool, but directly a turbulent river!
Wu Kun tried to keep his balance. The soldiers in front of him and behind him also held their hands flat and moved forward step by step. On the single wooden bridge, there are more than ten people in a row. On the bank behind, there are still hundreds of people. Everyone is more or less injured, but no one is afraid to move forward, trying to complete the test of this subject. If he was seriously injured, some people could not bear it or were dizzy. They fell from the single wooden bridge and the torrent rushed downstream. Wu Kun's feet hurt, but he walked very smoothly.
The soldier in front of him suddenly slipped and fell into the river. Without hesitation, Wu Kun took two steps forward and grabbed the soldier's right hand in the air. He hooked the deck of the single wooden bridge with a reverse hook on his left and right. Then he swayed two times and threw the soldier onto the deck. The soldier who can reach this step is not mediocre. Naturally, he grasped the deck of the single wooden bridge skillfully with both hands, then put up the deck with his left leg, turned over to the bridge and continued to move forward.
The screen flashed again, and the test item changed again.
This Li Xinyan is very familiar with, that is, the plank road hanging on the cliff halfway up the mountain. Wu Kun hung on the rock and turned his head to look behind him. Except for the three or four people who were competing on the cliff, there were only about 100 soldiers standing in the waiting area. Needless to say, others have been eliminated.
There is a foot injury, which hinders Wu Kun's action. After all, if he wants to move on the plank road of the cliff, the inconvenience of one foot will still affect his climbing. Before crawling forward, his trousers were cut. Wu Kun did nothing but tear off some scattered walking strips and ligate them around the wound on his feet. On the one hand, it can stop bleeding, on the other hand, it can suppress the pain. In this way, the influence on the action is much smaller and the action is much faster. After the pain relief, Wu Kun thought more. He tied a few knots on the other end of some cloth strips, so that his feet could move faster with the help of the small trees on the cliff.
In terms of physical fitness, the physical strength of mechanical life is far greater than that of normal human beings, so Li Xinyan is much faster than Wu Kun. However, as far as human beings are concerned, Wu Kun is still very fast in climbing when he is injured. The distance between some plank road piles is nearly two meters, and Wu Kun flies through without blinking his eyes.
There was a loud cry on the top of his head. A member of the team dropped off the stake and fell down from the cliff.
Although there are four people climbing on the cliff surface at the same time, the plank road used by everyone is not one. Wu Kun is at the bottom. When he hears the loud call from the top, when he looks up, he has already fallen three or four meters in front of Wu Kun.
Wu Kun sprinted two steps, holding the only stake in front of him on the cliff with both hands. He cried, ”hold on to the rope!” The cloth on the foot and the injured leg were first thrown to the place that the soldier had to pass. The soldier passed Wu Kun from top to bottom, and then with a tight foot, the soldier grabbed Wu Kun's cloth bag tied to his feet.
Wu Kun is unconscious. He is dead. What Li Xinyan sees is only his memory. However, Li Xinyan clearly hears such a sentence: ”well, it's not bad. It's a pity to die one more person.”. This sentence is directly printed in Li Xinyan's mind, so that he can't tell who he is. A sharp pain came from his feet. Li Xinyan felt that his breathing was not smooth, but the soldier hanging on his feet would not fall off the cliff.
……
The scenes in front of us are both familiar and strange. What we are familiar with is fighting. Strange is more or less, he felt that he was not fighting alone, that one by one in memory to see the original more familiar faces, slowly appear is no longer indifferent and at a loss, but more and more appear smiling face and waving.
Finally, at the end of my memory, the green mountains around me were towering, and thousands of people lined up in the school arena. Countless eyes were full of excitement, expectation and reverence, looking at the soldiers standing on the rostrum. Standing on the rostrum together, there are 11 other people. Wu Kun's face was neither happy nor arrogant, but calm as water. A middle-aged man in glasses and general clothes came to him and pinned a squirrel badge on his chest. He said with a smile: ”if you like, you can tattoo this badge on your shoulder. If you die in battle, at least we can find your body.”
Wu Kun slapped a salute and said, ”general! No, if I die in battle, the 12th operation team will be remembered for no reason, so there is no need to tattoo the badge on my shoulder! ”
The general was a little surprised, but then patted the soldier on the shoulder understandably and nodded. And the general's face is recognized by Li Xinyan. That's Lin Zicong.