Chapter 217: Convinced

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wei Jichen did not have as many fancy moves as the Germans. He just fell to the ground and rolled on the spot.

Bang, bang, bang...

Every time Wei Jichen rolled, he fired two shots at the same time, and the crisp gunshots seemed to ring in everyone's hearts.

Waves of smoke and flying dust rose from where Wei Jichen passed, and the hazy crowd could hardly see Wei Jichen's movements clearly.

But it only felt like a blink of an eye, as fast as lightning, as powerful as thunder, in one go, without any pause, Wei Jichen had already fired ten bullets.

When Wei Jichen stood up, everyone had not yet come to their senses and was still in the aftertaste.

"Left and right, bring the target over." Wei Jichen pulled off the black scarf and instructed without panting or blushing.

The crowd, who seemed to be frozen just now, turned around and talked a lot.

"Can General Wei hit it?"

"I don't know, after all, he is blindfolded, but with his quick movements, he deserves the title of a sharpshooter."

"Yes, he shoots from both sides, and the intervals are so fast, and he shoots while rolling. I'm afraid that even the German with his eyes open would make mistakes."

"Too amazing, you see General Wei is like a person who is fine. If it were me, I would have been exhausted after such movements."

"Look, the target is lifted, and the result will be Ma Shan."

Although the soldiers couldn't see it, they could tell the result of the competition from the expressions on the faces of Wei Jichen and others, so they all looked at Wei Jichen and others attentively.

Old Hanks and the high-nosed German were the most anxious. When Wei Jichen shot just now, he could see that Wei Jichen was very good at shooting, so he was shocked and afraid that Wei Jichen could hit it.

Fortunately, this Oriental man was too arrogant and actually blindfolded himself in the competition, old Hanks thought.

"Quick, quick! Here they come!"

Duan Qirui, Luo Rongguang and others saw the two soldiers carrying the target with a happy look on their faces, and they couldn't help but relax in their hearts. At least, the results would not be too bad.

Only Wei Jichen stood still with a calm face, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

The soldiers carrying the target were already fast enough, almost running over, but Duan Qirui and others thought they were too slow and urged them.

Finally, the target came "late".

When the target was carried over just now, it was verified, and the German coach was watching all the time, so they didn't think that the Chinese were playing tricks.

"One, two,..." After the Chinese and German coaches surrounded them, some soldiers began to count loudly.

Every number added made the German coach tremble with fear, but it made Duan Qirui and others more surprised.

"Eight!" The counting soldier paused for a moment to catch his breath, but it made the Germans who were surrounding the periphery and couldn't see the situation clearly inside jump up and cheer.

The soldiers sitting on the playground were secretly regretful when they saw this situation. Did the general lose the competition with them?

Even General Wei lost. Sure enough, the foreigners are still better than us, otherwise they would not have defeated us again and again, and even broke through the capital.

Alas!

Countless soldiers sighed heavily.

"Shut up!"

Old Hanks, who was in the middle, was a little embarrassed, because he clearly saw that the soldiers had not finished counting. Hearing the cheers of his own people outside, he couldn't help but shout angrily to the outside.

The cheers of the German coach stopped abruptly, and they realized that the people inside were still holding their breath and waiting.

The soldier who counted finally caught his breath, touched his head embarrassedly, and continued to say loudly: "Nine, ten, ten bullets, no one missed, all hit the bull's eye."

As soon as the soldier's words fell, there were bursts of exclamations around.

The German with a high nose bridge still didn't believe it, so he grabbed the target and saw that it was full of bullet holes. There were exactly ten of them. Although the concentration was slightly less than that of his previous target, he thought that the Chinese was blindfolded and shot with two guns.

The German with a high nose bridge couldn't help but feel powerless. With such shooting skills, even if he practiced for more than ten years, he couldn't beat others.

Wow! Everyone looked for Wei Jichen in amazement, but found that Wei Jichen was not in the crowd.

Everyone looked out and saw Wei Jichen standing there with a smile on his face, holding a cigar in his mouth, his expression remained the same, without any excitement.

"Sir, ten out of ten hit the bull's eye." Duan Qirui walked quickly to Wei Jichen, and his voice was a little excited.

"Really? It seems that you haven't practiced shooting for so long, and you haven't regressed." Wei Jichen said with a smile.

At this time, everyone had gathered around Wei Jichen. After hearing what he said, they had different thoughts in their minds.

Hanks and the German coaches all had frustrated expressions on their faces. They were too strong, and they immediately crushed their proud self-esteem, leaving them speechless after losing.

The Chinese personnel were naturally very excited. They were originally a little worried about Wei Jichen. After seeing the performance of the high-nosed German, their worries reached a peak. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden turn of events and surprises.

At this time, none of them was relieved.

The sergeants sitting on the playground got the news. Now, they could no longer sit still. They cheered and jumped up, hugged the people around them, as if they had won a battle.

"Fuck, what kind of shooting skills is that General? He can defeat the foreigners even with his eyes blindfolded."

"The general is so amazing, it's amazing. Are those foreigners still so arrogant now?"

"That's right, they dare to challenge General Wei. They don't even look at what a hero our Marshal is. Can they beat him?"

The thunderous cheers on the playground obviously affected the mood of the people on the competition side.

Watching Wei Jichen's competition with the Germans, Luo Rongguang felt like he had experienced a life-and-death struggle. It was thrilling and full of twists and turns. People with little courage would probably get scared sick.

"Brother!" Luo Rongguang stepped forward and patted Wei Jichen on the shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and said softly: "I have never seen foreigners show such an expression in front of us. They used to be arrogant. Today I have seen it."

Old Hanks came over, without the previous contempt in his eyes, and said solemnly: "Wei, we lost this competition, but there are still two games. We will definitely be able to turn defeat into victory. We will send the most powerful representatives. I hope you are ready."

The second competition is a fighting technique on the battlefield.

Both sides hold wooden swords. As long as they hit the important parts of the other party, they will win.

Wei Jichen nodded slightly, indicating that he was ready.

Not long after, everyone made way for the open space and formed a big circle. The two people in the middle were Wei Jichen and another German. This German had this fiery red hair and a beard, so thick that people could not see the expression on his face.

But his strong and tall physique made people dare not underestimate him.

The bearded German came with a heavy responsibility this time. He had to win this round, otherwise even if he won the third round, he would still lose in terms of the overall score.

In comparison, Wei Jichen looked very thin. Standing next to the German, Wei Jichen looked like a weak scholar.

Now, everyone's hearts were lifted up again.

Westerners have innate physical advantages. Can General Wei defeat him?

On the playground, the cheering soldiers had stopped and once again focused their attention on the two sides of the competition.

"Damn, this foreigner is like a big black bear. If he hits you, you will be skinned if you don't die. The general is in danger this time."

"Humph, how could our general lose easily? What's the use of being tall and strong? The general relies on real kung fu to win."

"That's right, let's just watch how the German falls."

After the first competition, the soldiers' confidence in Wei Jichen soared.

Both sides held their wooden swords tightly and stared at each other.

The bearded German first saluted Wei Jichen with a knight's salute. Wei Jichen was stunned and returned a salute.

The atmosphere of the scene began to become tense. On the battlefield, the emphasis was on killing with one blow, without any unnecessary flashy movements.

Everyone dared not breathe, all clenched their fists, and stared at the scene without blinking.

"Ah!" The German was the first to attack. He suddenly raised his hands holding the knife from the bottom to the top, trying to cut Wei Jichen's waist.

Wei Jichen took a step back, and the German immediately gained the upper hand, and the continuous offensive came.

Left chop, horizontal stab, right chop.

Everyone watching the battle was sweating for Wei Jichen.

With a bang, Wei Jichen fought back. He suddenly made a move, and while the German's move had not been retracted, he hit the German's wrist at once.

"Ah!" The German cried out in pain, and his attack stopped. If he looked down at his wrist, it would definitely turn red.

Wei Jichen was also secretly shocked. He thought the German would let go of the long sword at once, but he just took a step back and continued to look at him with a covetous look.

This time, Wei Jichen did not wait, but attacked first. He slammed his feet on the ground, and then the whole person flew into the air, and with a move of splitting Huashan, he slashed at the German fiercely.

Bang bang,

The German moved up to block.

Wei Jichen instantly fell to the ground, stretched out his legs, passed under the German's feet, and then hooked hard, and the German staggered immediately. Wei Jichen took advantage of the situation and took a step forward. He grabbed the arm he had taken, and then used his strength to throw the German over his shoulder and threw him to the ground.

When the bearded man recovered and wanted to get up, he found that Wei Jichen's wooden sword was across his neck.

Wei Jichen put away his knife and stretched out his hand. The bearded man was stunned at first, then he stretched out his hand. Wei Jichen gently grabbed him and pulled him up.

The Germans lost both games.

Suddenly, the crowd around began to boil.

Old Hanks came over with a gloomy face and said, "Wei, I have to say that you are an outstanding warrior. We lost, and there is no point in competing again in the third game."

Wei Jichen smiled and said, "I have said long ago that whether it is an Oriental or a Westerner, as long as they are willing to work hard, they can become outstanding fighters. Now, it's just that our Chinese training system is far behind you, so our soldiers are not as good as you. However, I believe that as long as we use your training methods and combine them with our actual situation, we can train a strong army that can rival any country. Please, Lieutenant, fulfill your military duty and train our soldiers meticulously."

"Please rest assured, General Wei, we will do our best." Old Hanks said with his head slightly lowered.

Wei Jichen walked to the front of the playground, where there was already a jubilant atmosphere.

When the soldiers saw Wei Jichen coming, they all stopped their actions and stared at him fanatically.

"Soldiers! We must win!" Wei Jichen raised his arms and shouted loudly.

"We must win, we must win!" The roar of more than 4,000 people pierced the sky and shook the earth.