Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0085: The Sore Loser, Old A?

Perhaps because they had successfully thwarted Old A's plot, or perhaps because they had vented their anger on Old A, the "hostile" atmosphere within the guard company eased immediately, and Group A no longer had to endure constant eye-rolls—sometimes other comrades would even greet them warmly.

Just like now.

At the military pentathlon competition held at the military headquarters, the soldiers of the guard company shouted wildly to cheer for Zheng Yingqi.

This was supposed to be a major event for our army group. Old A might have been unwilling to admit defeat or was deliberately trying to humiliate us. Those four unlucky guys from the previous two days had actually made it to the competition. The guards, sensing this, suspected that these defeated opponents were there to cause trouble. So they shouted at the top of their lungs, cheering for Zheng Yingqi and the members of Group A.

From the very beginning of the 200-meter standard rifle shooting competition, the members of Team A were locked in a fierce battle with Zheng Yingqi. This competition used the newly equipped Type 95 rifles, and Team A originally thought that because they had been familiar with the Type 95 rifles for a long time, they could easily defeat the contestants who had only been equipped with them for three months. However, Zheng Yingqi showed them what it meant to completely dominate.

Precision shooting and rapid fire were both utterly defeated by Zheng Yingqi—his superior performance made the Old A team members think that they were competing against professional athletes.

In the second event, which was changed to a 400-meter steeplechase, Zheng Yingqi still firmly held the top spot, displaying an unshakeable dominance.

Because of the large number of participants, they were divided into multiple batches. Zheng Yingqi was in the first batch. After his competition, he went into the audience to cheer for the participants who came after him—mainly to cheer for his comrades from the old Seventh Company. Most of the soldiers from the Seventh Company had signed up to participate.

Wu Liuyi in the third obstacle course.

The 1st Mechanized Infantry Company and many of their old comrades from the 7th Company were cheering for Wu Liuyi, who was risking his life. Zheng Yingqi was also shouting desperately. Watching Wu Liuyi's unrestrained figure on the field, Zheng Yingqi always felt like he was watching a moth flying into a flame. This guy was burning himself out.

Perhaps due to overexertion, he fell heavily while climbing over the wall. Zheng Yingqi seemed to hear a "thud" at that moment, but Wu Liuyi quickly got up and continued sprinting towards the next obstacle.

But all of this was in vain. He was left behind by at least 3 seconds. In such a fierce competition where every second counts, 3 seconds means he suffered a crushing defeat in the obstacle course.

……

Gao Cheng is a spectator, but he has a lot of support to give, because many of the contestants have service records in the Steel Seventh Company when you look at their resumes.

The way Wu Liuyi fell off the high wall and desperately chased after it reminded Gao Cheng of how Wu Liuyi used to run five kilometers like crazy back in the 7th Company. He sighed inwardly, "Old 7th Company, of the people I worry about the most, Wu Liuyi is still the same!"

He deliberately went to the athletes' area to see Wu Liuyi, but when he got there, Zheng Yingqi was jumping up and down in front of Wu Liuyi, yelling angrily: "Are you crazy? You're playing this dangerously in a competition? This is military sports and recreation, and you're playing this dangerously. What would you do in a real war?"

"What's the point of competing if not for first place? We're from the Seventh Company, so we have to fight for first place!" Wu Liuyi said stubbornly.

"Fine, I'll watch you make a fool of yourself later!" Zheng Yingqi shouted angrily and stubbornly. Gao Cheng stepped forward and said, "Alright, alright, you two are both stubborn mules, each more stubborn than the other!"

"Company Commander!" Upon seeing Gao Cheng, the two immediately became excited. Wu Liuyi then chuckled awkwardly and said, "Freshly-formed Major, we've missed you so much!"

"Stop interrupting. Your skills are your weakness. You rely entirely on physical strength to get rankings. How many times can you keep going like that?" Gao Cheng scolded, while Zheng Yingqi nodded repeatedly. Gao Cheng couldn't say anything about Zheng Yingqi. This guy was all-rounder and could do anything.

"My dear company commander, you have to give the First Machine Gun Company a gift for winning a few places," Wu Liuyi argued.

"What a load of bull! It's been half a year already, and you're still talking about a greeting gift? Even if it is a greeting gift, you can't risk your life like this. I'm telling you, Wu Liuyi, if you keep pushing yourself like this, there will come a time when you can't hold on any longer!" Gao Cheng still lectured.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Liuyi whispered what was on his mind: "Company Commander, the brothers of the Seventh Company are all top-notch in their respective companies. No one dares to or wants to disgrace the old Seventh Company."

Gao Cheng was speechless for a long while before saying, "Being a top student isn't easy..."

He silently shook his head, took out a bottle of safflower oil and tossed it to Zheng Yingqi: "Top student, rub this on this top student."

When Gao Cheng left, he looked somewhat forlorn. Zheng Yingqi scolded Wu Liuyi, saying, "You, you brought this up again."

Wu Liuyi sighed, "I can't forget it..."

"Alright, stop with the nonsense, let me rub it for you." Zheng Yingqi interrupted Wu Liuyi's reverie, lifting Wu Liuyi's back to reveal a body covered in bruises and discoloration. Zheng Yingqi paused, then suddenly slapped the discolored body in a fit of rage.

"If you don't value your own life, who the hell do you expect to value it?"

……

The competition lasted for three days. Zheng Yingqi from the 702nd Guard Company won the individual first place with an absolute advantage. The four members of the Old A team were like supporting actors. Although they easily won the second to fifth place in the individual competition and even won the team first place, their outstanding individual first place made their team first place seem like a joke and tasteless.

Wu Liuyi achieved second place individually. The four members of Old A only participated and performed well, but were not counted among the award recipients. Although it was not as dazzling as first place, Wu Liuyi still had a big smile on his face.

"Company Commander, there's nothing I can do. Those are the soldiers I trained, and now I can't kill them!" Wu Liuyi said to the company commander of the First Machine Gun Company, feigning sorrow. The company commander laughed and scolded, "You should be content, kid. You're second, and the first is still the soldier you trained. That's enough glory for you to brag about for a lifetime!"

While Wu Liuyi was showing off, Zheng Yingqi was being tossed around by the guards. They used this method to express their excitement. After all, it was a competition on the scale of the entire army group, and winning first place was an honor they could be proud of.

Just then, an announcement came over the loudspeaker of the propaganda vehicle:

"Comrades, the military headquarters has decided to add a performance item on short notice. We would like to invite a few comrades from Unit X to perform!"

"X Force? What does that mean?"

The guards were stunned.

"They just don't want us to know—it's probably Old A, hehe, they failed to get first place individually and are looking for revenge?"

"Damn, can't accept defeat!"

"Yes, we can't afford to lose!"

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought!"

The guards were making a fuss. Zheng Yingqi wondered what Old A wanted to show off their military skills. He admired Old A, having fought against them and experienced their terror firsthand.