Then it was Xu Xingguo's turn.

Position the target, wave the arm—

Du—

The knife is firmly stuck on the wooden target.

"good!"

"The deputy company commander is a good knife!"

The Red Arrow Team's ground soldiers cheered.

Then take turns to go.

When the fifth soldier came into battle, the knife hit the target and made a crisp sound.

You can tell that you have failed just by listening to the sound without watching it.

Any knife that can be stably inserted on the target will not make a metal impact sound. Only if the knife handle hits the wooden target first will it make the knife vibrate and make a metal brittle sound.

Sure enough, the knife bounced back and landed on the ground.

The non-commissioned officer shook his head and sighed, and walked to the side.

"Okay! Tang Wenkai, it's your place!"

The teacher looked at Tang Wenkai with a smile.

The onlookers immediately became noisy.

"Old comrade, I'm here to see you!"

"Don't be too watery!"

"Come on, old comrade!"

Those soldiers like to call Tang Wenkai as an "old comrade".

Here, there is no distinction between military rank and position, only the name of a team member.

This is how soldiers are. Of course, they don’t call them positions when they get an opportunity, especially when a non-commissioned officer calls a young battalion commander to be an "old comrade", there will be an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

Tang Wenkai has become accustomed to it.

After a week, I don’t know if it was because his military rank was removed, but he gradually got used to others treating him as an ordinary team member.

Without the position of battalion commander and the rank of major, he was more relaxed.

"Battery Commander, come on!"

Zhuang Yan was right next to the stand throwing line and gave Tang Wenkai an encouraging look.

Tang Wenkai took a secret breath, tried his best to relax himself, then raised his knife and swung it hard!

Du—

Go to the target!

"Wow!"

"The old gay sword is not old!"

"sure!"

Everyone cheered.

Then there is the flow operation, one after another.

In this kind of PK competition, it is the last one to see who will make a mistake first.

This time, what surprised everyone was that Tang Wenkai insisted on the last round - the championship, the third place match.

Zhuang Yan, Xu Xingguo and Tang Wenkai entered the last round.

The members of the C-Group Army Special Forces Brigade were wiped out!

Two of the three people entering the final stage were actually from the 4th Division's reconnaissance battalion.

All the soldiers watching began to talk.

"Isn't this 4th Division a Class B before? It seems to be a bit strong!"

"Last year, the amphibious combat force has been changed and it has been upgraded."

"It's only been over a year. Can you train a flower?"

"It's just luck!"

"You know how to do you know! You didn't see who the company commander of their village is? The photos are all hanging in the honor room of the Red Arrow Brigade. You don't know them because they went to the military academy when you came. Once upon a time, he was a famous figure in our entire army's special forces. He had a nickname, called the Gun King."

"Ah, it seems like that. Last time, they said that their special forces were conducting a power triangular wing training camp on Coconut Island, and the 4th Division actually went there and got a second place."

"What? Can they go to the special forces training camp? Are they qualified to go?"

"Don't argue, I'm indeed there. Our C-Group Army Special Forces Brigade knows best. I heard it was a special approval."

"Special approval, is it related to the household? That's the result is moisture."

"As far as I know, no. Their company commander is very strong."

Amid the soldiers' whispers, the instructor glanced at the last three shortlisted players.

"Who of you got on first?"

Solemnly raised his hand: "I'll do it first."

As he said that, he walked to the throwing line and waved his hand calmly.

Du—

Go to the target.

Then there is Xu Xingguo.

Or take the target.

When I arrived at Tang Wenkai, I also took the target.

"One more round and continue!" The instructor is about to compete until the last one.

Deciding the winner is not about knowing who is the best, but about who has the most stable psychological quality.

Come again!

Du—

Du—

Du—

Three are still targets.

Come again!

Du—

Du—

Du—

He's still on the target...

...

After the tenth round.

It started to get darker.

The sun is about to finish work and go down.

"Stop and stop!"

The instructor signaled the three to stop.

"Let's do it, start now, raise the standard, the right shoulder red circle is the only goal point, win in the circle and lose outside the circle. Let's start!"

He really doesn't want to waste time.

I know that these three have good psychological qualities, they are all officers and veterans, so if they continue to throw like this, there will be no result before the meal starts.

It is reasonable to raise the standards.

You can't commit to it infinitely. It's not about psychological quality, it's about physical strength, it's about who can stay up late.

The three of them started line up again and took turns to come.

Among the three, Zhuangyan is the one with the least psychological pressure.

He just performed normally.

Xu Xingguo has a demon in his heart.

As long as he can be solemn, he will definitely be able to.
To be continued...