Chapter 337

That punch seemed to have unchanged force, but its direction was completely off.

One punch smashed onto the head of a comrade attacking the middle path!

Just a moment later, Su Meng had already broken free from the first group of three attackers.

The three behind him crashed into each other.

But the second group had already charged over.

Su Meng neither dodged nor avoided, charging straight at them.

By now he had entered the zone, and the Tai Chi Fist was gradually becoming fully integrated.

Though it looked calm and unhurried, every move was using four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds!

Peng! Lu! Ji! An! Cai! Lie! Zhou! Kao...

The ten people attacking around him were growing increasingly frustrated.

Seeing Su Meng's speed wasn't fast, yet damn it, they just couldn't hit him!

Every time they struck, they inexplicably hit their own comrades.

Occasionally, they would even take a punch or a kick from their own side.

How the hell do you fight like this?!

Minutes passed, and these ten people were each bruised and swollen, but what about Su Meng?

Not a single bead of sweat on his forehead!

This...

Everyone around had been completely stunned, their heads buzzing.

"Stop! We... surrender!"

Shi Dazhi finally couldn't bear it, let out a long sigh, his voice filled with desolation.

These ten people no longer wanted to fight; one by one they silently retreated, collapsing in a heap, crooked and sprawled.

Not just them, but the other soldiers who hadn't fought were also staring blankly, completely doubting life itself.

Some even had red-rimmed eyes.

All along, they had proudly believed themselves to be the most elite special forces of the Eastern Theater Command.

But now?

Ten against one, and they couldn't even beat an ordinary civilian?

Many people's beliefs wavered even at this very moment.

If they had a game system, they would clearly see the morale value of the entire Second Company instantly plummeting to the bottom.

"Is this surrender? So easily?"

Su Meng withdrew his hands, feeling somewhat surprised himself.

The system is indeed the most awesome existence!

Turning to see the group looking utterly devastated, he shook his head and said calmly.

"Squadron Leader Shi, I ask you a question."

Shi Dazhi barely came to, forcing a smile on his face that looked worse than crying.

"Su... Director, go ahead."

"I ask you, did your wife die?"

Huh?

This inexplicable question left everyone stunned.

Asking such a question, isn't that cursing someone?

Su Meng said calmly.

"Li Yunlong is not a god of war; he has failed more than once."

"His army was crushed, his wife was captured, and he even personally ordered the shelling that killed his own wife."

"But then?"

"Did Li Yunlong become despondent? Did he sink into despair? Did he collapse and never recover?"

"No!"

"He simply silently licked his wounds, then regrouped and charged onto the battlefield once more."

"Li Yunlong is not a real historical figure, but he is a microcosm of many martyrs of our army."

"I won't say more; Squadron Leader Shi, think about it yourself."

"If you still wish to participate in this play, I welcome you with both hands!"

Having spoken, he turned to look at Duan Jiangping and the others.

"Boss, Guide, let's continue our previous work."

Having spoken, he walked out of the rehearsal hall door on his own.

Duan Jiangping and Qin Jie exchanged a glance and silently followed.

Xiang Zhiming looked at this one, then that one, and finally followed as well.

Bai Xiao Ling walked to the door, then suddenly turned and said.

"Squadron Leader Shi, I am not a soldier and don't understand much."

"I just guess that the superiors sending you to be extras in this play do not simply hope you shoot a movie."

"Rather, they hope you feel the heart's journey of the martyrs within this play."

"For contemporary soldiers to inherit the glory of the martyrs, the most important thing is to inherit the spiritual power of the martyrs!"

"Hmm... I know Su Meng well enough."

"If you want to ask him for some advice, he certainly won't be stingy."

After speaking, she also turned and walked out.

In the silent rehearsal room, Shi Shi Dazhi suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Second Company! Assemble!"

At the command, everyone instantly formed a neat square formation.

"I order!"

"Today's training task: read the script!"

"If we truly understand this script, truly understand the martyrs."

"Then our Second Company can truly be invincible!"

"Only then can we be called a true blade of the nation!"

"Yes!" A huge roar, carrying the momentum of overturning mountains and seas, burst out of the rehearsal hall.

Outside, on the office desks, many water cups shook!

He He Weiguo, while reading documents, picked up the phone.

"Dazhi, have you met the director? When does filming start?"

"Report, Brigade Commander!" Shi Shi Dazhi shouted loudly.

"Our unit, ordered to execute the extra role task, has successfully joined the production crew."

"Additionally..."

"Brigade Commander, we finally understand your intention in assigning us this task."

"Previously, our company had a major problem, with arrogance and a sense of superiority prevailing."

"As the commanding officer of the Second Company, I bear an irreplaceable responsibility."

"We are now conducting deep reflection, will definitely correct our attitude, avoid arrogance and impatience, remain indomitable, and become a true sharp blade!"

Hmm? He He Weiguo froze instantly.

Whether these words came from the heart or were just slogans, he could tell.

But didn't you just join the crew?

You were arrogant just yesterday; how did your attitude suddenly change today?

"Shi Shi Dazhi, what happened? Tell me!"

Moments later, He He Weiguo's voice came from the office.