38: Chapter 38: One-on-One Challenge 38: Chapter 38: One-on-One Challenge At various locations around the gymnasium, specific snipers and machine gunners were on high alert.
If anyone in the crowd of captives made the slightest movent, they would be shot dead imdiately.
Su Mo could tell these people were elite.
And they weren’t just ordinary elite; they were professionals.
Normally, it wouldn’t have been so easy to capture so many people, but the problem was that the players basically had no weapons; they mostly had knives and clubs.
Additionally, not long ago, the main combat players had left the safe area to venture out, leaving mostly non-combat players behind.
The few combat players who stayed behind must have been taken out by a surprise attack.
Otherwise, these people wouldn’t dare to be so arrogant.
In the center of the gymnasium, York glanced at the ti on his bracelet and said with satisfaction, “Well done, ten minutes ahead of schedule.
You have ten minutes of playti.”
“Haha, fantastic.”
A physically imposing teammate twisted his neck, making a crackling sound, and excitedly responded.
“Be careful, Zat.
Don’t ss it up.”
His teammates laughed around him.
Unconcerned, Zat walked up to the many captives and arrogantly said in Z country’s language, “A bunch of weaklings.
Anyone want to co and try their luck?
If you can beat , you’re free to go.”
“Arrogant.”
From the crowd, a young man with a notably muscular build stood up; he looked like he had so training.
“Not bad, got so guts.
State your na,” Zat said, his tone carrying a hint of excitent.
“Wang Ji.”
Wang Ji stepped forward out of the crowd and responded.
“Co on.”
Zat sneered and gestured with his hand.
“Humph~”
Wang Ji rushed forward and threw a fierce right hook, punching with formidable force.
Zat raised his left hand to block it, but the force was so great that he couldn’t help but step back, then he laughed.
“Not bad!”
Wang Ji was stunned; his full-powered strike had been easily blocked.
“My turn.”
At that mont, Zat suddenly swung his fist, smashing it toward Wang Ji.
The mont Wang Ji blocked, he felt a surge of pain and kept retreating.
However, Zat showed no sign of holding back.
His punches beca fiercer and faster.
Wang Ji was completely dazed, unable to counter, only able to keep retreating.
Just then, Zat suddenly lifted his leg sharply and kicked Wang Ji fiercely in the chest.
Wang Ji was thrown heavily to the ground, struggling in pain.
“Who else wants so?”
Zat shouted excitedly at the crowd.
“I do!
Cui Qiang, I won’t accept this!”
A muscular man stood up from the crowd and walked forward.
Zat, seeming even more excited, threw a clean punch at him.
But Cui Qiang, unwilling to show weakness, punched back.
Their fists collided, and Zat felt the pain and stepped back.
After stabilizing himself, Zat frowned, then angrily took a step forward and threw another left hook.
Cui Qiang seized the mont, caught his fist, and with a body twist, perford a shoulder throw that slamd Zat onto the ground.
“Nice!”
The many captive players couldn’t help but applaud and cheer.
Zat, unable to save face, endured the pain and was just about to get up to counterattack.
“That’s enough, Zat.”
York said sternly.
Zat, unable to accept the situation, said to Cui Qiang in front of him, “You can go.”
However, at this mont, Cui Qiang pointed at York and said, “I want to challenge you.”
Hearing Cui Qiang’s words, Zat and his companions burst into disdainful laughter.
Had this guy gone mad?
To challenge their drill instructor was like a baby going up against an adult, knowing very well Zat’s hand-to-hand combat wasn’t bad.
“Fine, if you win, I’ll release all of you.”
York seed to be intrigued as well; it had been a long ti since he had had a good fight.
He tossed his gun to a teammate nearby.
Cui Qiang bellowed and threw a fierce punch at York, but York did not dodge.
His eyes beca extrely sharp, like a fierce beast, and his gaze was chilling.
He threw a punch back at Cui Qiang with an even faster and fiercer blow!
Bang~
After a muffled sound.
There was no surprise in the outco.
York took less than half a second to throw and retract his punch.
A harsh punch smashed into Cui Qiang’s face, causing his teeth to bounce and his head to buzz.
Before he could recover, York delivered another punch to his stomach and then to his left cheek, effortlessly knocking him down within monts.
The many captives who were initially thrilled were all left dumbfounded.
On the third floor of the gymnasium, Su Mo, watching the fight below, suddenly turned and whispered sharply.
“Who’s there?”
Lan Xi erged stiffly from around the corner of the door, constantly winking at Su Mo.
“It’s .”
Without changing his expression, Su Mo stepped forward and said lightly, “Why did you co online so late?”
As he got closer, Su Mo gestured downward with his finger, signaling her to duck.
Lan Xi gritted her teeth and imdiately ducked down.
Like a leopard, Su Mo exploded in action.
His fierce kick flew over Lan Xi’s head, knocking the gun behind her away.
The special forces mber hadn’t anticipated this betrayal; he drew a dagger from his thigh with his left hand and slashed towards Su Mo’s neck.
Su Mo leaned his upper body back, and the dagger narrowly missed.
Imdiately after, Su Mo grabbed the man’s wrist, gave it a fierce twist, and disard the dagger from his hand.
Then he kicked the man’s leg, causing him to kneel on one knee.
Stepping forward, Su Mo raised his left leg and smashed his knee into the man’s chin.
Accompanied by a painful muffled sound, the special forces mber fell to the ground in agony.
Su Mo then lifted his foot and rcilessly stepped on the man’s neck.
Crack!
As expected, he died instantly.
Lan Xi was stunned, covering her mouth in shock.
At that mont, Su Mo hastily pulled Lan Xi away and retreated!
Bang~~
Bullets swept across from a distance, and two special forces mbers, sensing sothing amiss, rushed over.
As they approached and saw their comrade’s body, they were infuriated.
“Fuck!
That guy actually killed Captain Jeddo.”
Upon hearing their tone, Su Mo frowned, realizing that these n were foreign players.
Indeed, during this operation, their whole team had been instructed to communicate in the language of Z country, but old habits die hard, and sotis they would still inadvertently blurt out a phrase or two in M country’s language.
Su Mo quickly pulled Lan Xi behind a concrete column, then raised his QBZ-171 and gave a fierce retaliatory shot from the side.
Bang Bang!!
“Ah!”
A special forces mber’s calf was hit, and he couldn’t help but cry out in pain.
“Hold on, Manu.”
A teammate imdiately dragged him to a nearby cover.
anwhile, two more special forces mbers tried to flank Su Mo with a sneak attack.
However, Su Mo seed to have anticipated this.
As they approached, he launched a preemptive strike with precise shooting.
Below in the gymnasium, York and the others, who were previously enjoying themselves, suddenly heard gunfire above, their expressions darkened imdiately; it was clear sothing had gone wrong, and there was a player resisting.
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