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Hassan couldn't hold it any longer, strode forward to meet him, and slapped Kamran hard on the shoulder.

"Well done!"

Then he turned his head, raised his chin high, and sneered in the direction of Lei Zi and Madman.

"Did you see it? This is strength!"

"Weren't you quite good at singing just now? Why are you all mute now?"

"If you can't even hit a Frisbee, you might as well go home and hold your baby."

Lei Zi was already angry because of losing, but when he heard this, he became angry.

"What the hell are you farting at?"

The veins on his neck popped out, he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

Not to be outdone, Hassan took a step forward, spreading his hands with a provocative look on his face.

"Why, you can't hit someone with a gun, but you still want to bite someone?"

As soon as Lei Zi took two steps forward, his back collar suddenly tightened.

A strong force came, forcefully pulling him to a stop.

Du Jian had a sullen face, holding on to Lei Zi's tactical vest with one hand.

"Get back here."

"Captain! This grandson is too talkative!"

Lei Zi frowned and pointed at Hassan.

"I asked you to come back, don't you understand?"

Du Jian emphasized his tone.

Lei Zi gritted his teeth and glared at Hassan.

Throw your hands away and return to your original position.

Old K moved closer to Du Jian, pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and lowered his voice.

"Captain, these guys are difficult to deal with."

"The wind direction just now was in a mess, the weight of the Frisbee was light, and there was no pattern at all."

"Their ability to hit is actually based on the intuition that they have been fed on the battlefield for a long time."

"The tactical movements we usually practice are relatively rigid. It is normal to suffer losses when encountering someone like them."

Du Jian nodded.

"That's right."

Du Jian looked at Lei Zi and Madman in front of him and spoke calmly.

"No matter what people say, they were among the elites of the Holy City Brigade back then. They had many more opportunities for actual combat than us."

"In addition, this is their own territory. They have adapted to the wind direction and climate in the Middle East much earlier than us."

"It's not a shame to lose to them."

"Recognize the gap and you can have a direction to catch up in the future."

"And this is just the first one."

“It’s not clear who will win until the end.”

After hearing this, Lei Zi took a deep breath, and the anger on his face receded a lot.

Seeing that Lei Zi was getting better, Du Jian turned around, looked at Suleiman, and spoke calmly.

"Captain Suleiman, we lost this first firearms competition."

"Captain Du is happy."

Suleiman smiled, the hostility on his face lessening.

"Then let's continue."

Du Jian unbuckled the tactical vest and threw it to Old K next to him.

"The second item, close combat, how do you compare it?"

"It's very simple."

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