General Haywell walked directly to the special forces in his country and shook hands with each participating team member one by one. After the end, he stood in front, raised his chin slightly, and his tone was full of confidence, and he said proudly: "I believe that every soldier in our country has only one goal, and he works hard for the best! Guys, the next time is your time, your battle, and your battlefield!"

"And I, waiting for the warriors to return! Tell me, my warriors, do you have the confidence to win, and answer me with yes or no!"

“yes!”

“yes!”

“yes!”

The loud voice was still filled with a rush of momentum. Such confidence could steer all difficulties into the footsteps. Even if there were thorns ahead and sharp swords were sharp, they would walk bravely and win the final victory.

The generals sent by the German side also encouraged the participating soldiers in their country, telling them that they are always elite and invincible generals.

On the contrary, China's momentum before the game was much weaker. At least in the eyes of the generals watching the game, China had no momentum and did not even make a speech before the game.

"I think China has been shocked by the momentum of the United States and Germany. An Asian country wants to compete with developed European countries, which is a wrong decision from the beginning. In fact, they shouldn't come here. It should take a few years. In a few years, even if they lose, I don't think they will lose too ugly."

"We shouldn't be so...well... we don't like Chinese soldiers. After all, they were the fifth place last night and still have some strength."

"I hope the goddess of luck will favor them and wish them good luck."

The communication sounds of the generals on the observation group were either low or shallow, and the Chinese soldiers ignored them. They checked the loading of the pistol and rifle for the last time, and confirmed that all equipment was correct for the last time, and waited for five o'clock to arrive.

At five o'clock in the morning, with an order, the special forces from various countries headed towards different ends.

The special forces from China, the United States and Germany have the same end point, and the signal guns and guns rang out with a "bang". The special forces from the three sides are like cheetahs out of the cage, heading towards China with ferociousness.

"I really underestimate us, King Q, how long does it take to endure it before we can be proud?"

"Why do we need to see the pride of the eyebrows? We must make people hold their breath and they can't breathe out." Xia Jinyuan raised his eyebrows and replied to the big eel in a cold voice. "The real pride of the eyebrows is not the victory on the surface, but to make the other party fear from the bottom of his heart but powerless. This is the real pride of the eyebrows."

After rushing out of the starting point, eight special forces soldiers jumped over the ravine, then passed through the strange rock, and headed towards the end point with fearless expression.

Ten kilometers away, the technical subject "pistol shooting" was waiting for them to leave.

"gogogo!" The special forces from the US held the rifle in their arms in both hands, and jumped over and over again with long legs. Then they had already jumped down from a very high rock. Their commander was the first to jump off and waited for their team members to arrive below.

Their explosive power is quite strong. Every time they jump into the air, their strong bodies are straight and full of extraordinary strength and steadily landing.
Chapter completed!