Chapter 49 Establishing Authority (Middle)

  On the temporary stage of the 318 team, Zhao Guorui looked at the new team leader walking towards him with a stunned face, but soon his eyes began to flash with excitement. At this time, Zhao Guorui's mind was thinking that if he could defeat this new team leader Wang Mingyu on the stage, then Wang Mingyu would definitely not be able to become the team leader. Even as a regimental commander, he couldn't compare to himself, let alone become the team leader? Under the agitation of his heart, his fists were slightly trembling.

  However, the team's deputy commander and chief of staff, Zhang Deen, looked at Wang Mingyu's steady footsteps with a confident smile that even felt a bit sarcastic, and his heart also sank.

  Actually, Zhang Deen was also a martial artist, and what martial artists value most is basic skills. Looking at Wang Mingyu's steady pace, with confidence between his eyebrows, Zhang Deen even saw a hint of disdain, the demeanor of an expert was evident. Although Zhang Deen also knew that his subordinate Zhao Guorui's fighting skills were quite good, but for some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart. Zhang Deen forced a smile, shook his head vigorously, and thought to himself, what's wrong with him? Why did he feel intimidated before the battle? Was it because of the pressure brought by that little guy who came up first in the first match earlier? However, even if they lost, it didn't matter, as long as Zhao Guorui persisted for a while, the next part would be easy to handle. The newcomers' momentum would weaken, and he knew that among these people, this new team leader was the boss. Looking at how respectfully they treated this young team leader, he also knew that without surpassing others, one couldn't gain such respect.

  Wang Mingyu jumped onto the stage with one hand, looking at Zhao Guorui who was slightly overexcited, and cupped his fists in both hands, saying: "Commander Zhao, please instruct me!"

  Zhao Guorui snorted and also cupped his hands, saying: "Less nonsense, let's begin!"

  After finishing speaking, Zhao Guorui opened up his stance, with a look of preparing to kick Wang Mingyu down to the ground. Zhao Guorui began to prepare for an attack, looking at Wang Mingyu's calm and composed face, he felt that Wang Mingyu was full of weaknesses, but he himself seemed to have no way to take advantage of them. This feeling was not good, but on the arena, no matter what kind of feeling you had, at this moment, a winner must be decided, Zhao Guorui did not attack, he wanted to test Wang Mingyu's patience. Whoever moved first would expose their weaknesses to their opponent.

  But just over a minute later, Zhao Guorui couldn't sit still. Originally, his temper wasn't good at using calmness to control the situation, and on top of that, he wanted to show off himself and add glory to Zhang Deren's plan as team leader. So he thought of imitating Zhang Deren's old trick, thrusting the wooden gun in his hand straight at Wang Mingyu's throat. Lin Wen and others cried out in surprise, especially Lin Wen, who had just been defeated in this way earlier. However, although he was surprised, for some reason he didn't feel flustered in his heart, not even a bit. Right now, Lin Wen only had one thought in his mind: he wanted to see what method his team leader would use to break the deadlock.

  The current Lin Wen can already see that Zhao Guorui's attack this time is almost identical to Zhang Deen's previous move, it's a real exploratory attack, the real killer move is behind, he wants to see how the captain breaks it, experience is always accumulating, Lin Wen doesn't want to fall in the same place twice.

  Wang Mingyu saw the wooden spear stabbing straight at him and let out a cold laugh. He suddenly charged forward to meet it head-on. This move startled Zhao Guorui, but he also knew that if he tried to retract his attack now, he would undoubtedly lose. So, Zhao Guorui put even more force into his stab, thinking to himself that since Wang Mingyu was being reckless with his own life, there was nothing he could do about it. As long as his wooden spear touched Wang Mingyu's body, the match would be over and he could end the fight quickly.

  Regardless of the onlookers' gasps and Zhao Guorui's thoughts, Wang Mingyu was seen holding a wooden spear in his left hand, clashing with Zhao Guorui's spear. In an instant, he broke through Zhao Guorui's defense and swiftly followed up with a throat lock, sending Zhao Guorui crashing to the ground. With his spear still in hand, Wang Mingyu pointed it directly at Zhao Guorui's heart, his movements as smooth as flowing clouds, without any hesitation, like a seasoned warrior who had been through countless battles.

  Quiet. At this moment, everyone seemed to be stunned, without applause, without cheers, and no noise. Everyone stared blankly at the scene, Zhao Yingchang, who was praised as the second-best in the team, was actually defeated by this seemingly young team leader with just one move. If it were on the battlefield, it would only take five seconds for Zhao Guorui to lose his head. This was unimaginable in the past. People's opinions about someone can change very quickly, so fast that even they themselves cannot imagine. At this moment, Wang Mingyu in the 318 team has changed from having no one supporting him to now having many people worshiping him. Of course, due to the upcoming match, it is not possible to openly support him for now.

  After a long time, Lin Wen and others started applauding, and the applause grew louder and louder, and the cheers also grew louder and louder.

  Looking at Zhao Guorui on the ground, Wang Mingyu smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand. Zhao Guorui hesitated for a moment before putting his hand in Wang Mingyu's. After getting up, Zhao Guorui also grinned and said, "I lost!"

  Wang Mingyu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Actually, winning or losing is not important, what's important is what you learned from this competition?"

  Zhao Guorui was taken aback, his eyes looked at Wang Mingyu with a bit of complexity, and suddenly smiled: "I understand, thank you! You are very strong, at least among the people I have seen, you are the strongest."

  Wang Mingyu looked at Zhao Guorui's appearance and raised an eyebrow: "You can do it too in the future! Captain Zhao, let's move to another place and let them continue!" Zhao Guorui nodded slightly, but still walked towards Zhang Deen, with a look of disappointment on his face. However, he was more thinking about Wang Mingyu's words just now. Yes, winning or losing is not important, what's most important is what he learned from it? He must summarize it carefully when he gets back.

  Zhang Deen looked at Zhao Guorui who was distracted all the way and smiled saying: "Guorui, there's no need to be so disheartened. He's a master, we underestimated him. There's no one here who can be his opponent."

  Zhao Guorui smiled indifferently and said: "Actually, I'm a bit disappointed. He's the strongest person I've ever seen. It seems that the appointment by the Ministry of National Defense is not unreasonable after all. If he were just an unknown nobody, how could he have caught the attention of the Chairman?"

  Actually, Zhao Guorui was wrong. The main reason why Principal Jiang appointed Wang Mingyu was that Wang Mingyu had brought glory to him during the exercise, and another reason was that he and Wang Mingyu were from the same hometown. As for what kind of ability Wang Mingyu had, sorry, but Principal Jiang really didn't know anything about it. Not only did Principal Jiang not know, but also the military school's instructors and General Zhang Zhongzhong didn't understand either. They just knew that Wang Mingyu was quite capable and worth cultivating. However, the Military Bureau's secret agents had already started to secretly record files on Wang Mingyu.

  "Brothers, didn't you see? They're not bad at all. Starting with the first one who fought me, that little guy's strength is above mine, his fighting and killing skills seem simple but are actually stable, accurate, and ruthless. Luckily, I have more experience than him, I used a desperate move, he used a normal testing method, so under the premise of similar strength, I managed to win this time. If we were to fight again now, I wouldn't dare guarantee a victory over that little guy. So let's assume the others' strengths are about the same as his, then there's no doubt we'll lose this match. I'm not trying to discourage everyone, you all know my strength!" Zhang De'en knew in his heart that it seemed they were going to lose this first match. No wonder those people dared to speak so arrogantly earlier, asking them to admit defeat directly, they indeed had the strength to back it up.

  Several people nodded and said: "Yes, Captain, we will be careful to deal with it. Even if we lose, we must lose with style!", but in their hearts, they were still a bit resentful. You've already won, why do you need to boost others' morale and destroy your own prestige? Next, it's our turn again.

  Zhang Deen saw several people's insincere expressions and didn't expose them. Many things need to be experienced personally in order to have a deep impression that can be etched into one's heart.

  Next up were Huang Bo Xiong and Sun Da Bao, who although not as strong as Lin Wen, had solidified their basic skills after two years of training, so it was no surprise that the two won two consecutive games.

  The sudden change in momentum left the old officers and soldiers of the 318 team caught off guard, and they ended up losing 4-1 to Wang Mingyu's team.

  When Zhang Deen looked at them, several people were discussing something with their heads down, without excitement or cheers. As if it should be so. At this moment, Zhang Deen suddenly thought, what if he let the new little guy lead this team? Would there be any surprises? Not only did Zhang Deen think so, but also the several military officers present thought so, they felt that a two-year-old child soldier who had been trained in a military school could defeat an old soldier who had been fighting on the battlefield for over ten years. The students from the previous military school were not without 318 teams, but obviously not at the same level. It seems that this batch of people is really not simple.

  Wang Mingyu looked at the brothers who had been with him for two years and felt very comforted. They had strong acceptance abilities and were able to constantly summarize and make progress in every training or actual combat, which was what Wang Mingyu wanted to see.

  Wang Mingyu smiled and said to the few people: "You all performed well, Lin Wen, don't be too hard on yourself. In fact, I expected you to lose the first game. This isn't war, you have a chance to make up for it. You all did well, I'm proud of you. Our special forces team will start to perfect our training from now on. Remember, the tasks you'll receive in the future will be extremely dangerous, and one mistake can lead to the entire team being wiped out. I hope you can continue to improve yourselves."

  Several people with firm and slightly reverent eyes said: "Yes, Captain!"

  Wang Mingyu said: "The endurance below is your strong point, I won't repeat it to you. This is a contest of real strength, but I believe you won't be worse than them. You have received strict and even cruel training, so even in terms of endurance, we must demand high standards from ourselves."

  Several people clenched their fists and shouted: "We must win!"

  Wang Mingyu nodded, a soldier must have the confidence to win, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, that's the reason. They not only need to master various military skills but also have a spirit of invincibility. The spirit often dominates one's body and will.

  Just then, Zhang Deen, Luo Jiapeng and several others walked towards Wang Mingyu with a smile.