General Haywell walked directly in front of the special forces of his country and shook hands with each team member. After the end, he stood in front, his chin lifted slightly, his mid-air tone was full of confidence, and he said proudly: "I believe in us. Every soldier in the country has only one goal, working for the best! Guys, next is your time, your battle, your battlefield!"
"And I, waiting for the return of the warriors! Tell me, my warriors, do you have the confidence to win the battle? Answer me with YES or NO!"
"YES!"
"YES!"
"YES!"
The magnificent voice also rushed towards his face with an overwhelming aura. With such confidence, he could step on all the difficulties fiercely. Even if the thorns and sharp knives were in front of them, they would go down bravely and win the final. victory.
The generals sent by the German side also gave encouragement to the fighters in their country, telling them that they will always be elite and invincible generals.
On the contrary, the Chinese side's momentum before the game is much weaker, at least in the eyes of the generals of the watching team, the Chinese side has no momentum at all, and even did not speak 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 countries. It was a wrong decision from the beginning. They shouldn't come here. It should take a few more years. , In a few years, even if you lose, I don’t think it will be too ugly."
"It hasn't started yet, we shouldn't be like this... Um... We are not optimistic about the Chinese soldiers. After all, they were the fifth landing last night, and they still have certain strength."
"I hope Goddess of Luck will take care of them and wish them good luck."
The communication sounds of the generals on the observation group were heard low or shallow, and the Chinese soldiers turned a deaf ear to them. They checked the loading of pistols and rifles for the last time, and confirmed that all equipment was correct for the last time, and waited for the arrival of five o'clock.
At five o'clock in the morning, with an order, the special forces of various countries headed for different destinations.
The three special forces of China, the United States and Germany had the same end point, with the sound of flare guns "banging", and the three special forces were like cheetahs coming out of the cage, heading toward the end with fierceness.
"Really underestimate us, King Q, how long do we have to endure to raise our eyebrows?"
"Why do we need to let people see if we raise our eyebrows? We have to make people suffocate a sigh of breath, but the anger can't come out." Xia Jinyuan raised her eyebrows and replied with a cold voice. Victory, but to make the other party fear in their hearts, but powerless. This is the real exaggeration."
Rushing out of the starting point, the eight special forces stepped over the ravine, then crossed the strange rocks, and headed towards the finish line with a fearless expression.
Ten kilometers away, the technical subject "pistol shooting" was waiting for them to leave.
"GOGOGO!" The special forces from the United States held a rifle in their arms. With their long legs, they jumped down from a high rock, and their commander was the first to jump off. Waiting for his team members to arrive below.
Their explosive power is quite strong, every time they leap into the air, their strong bodies are stretched straight, and with extraordinary strength, they land steadily and perfectly.
"Forest ahead, cover up front and back, G3, Harrier reconnaissance! After the big eel and the devil are broken, the rest will break through! Hurry!" Approaching the forest, Xia Jinyuan, who looked as cold as a beast, gave orders in his headset.