Chapter 1488 - 1489: Courting Death
At this moment, a female special forces soldier from Korea seemed to be captivated by Mad Blade's heroic bearing.
She actually whistled flirtatiously at Mad Blade and blew him a kiss from afar.
Yang Fei felt a twitch in his heart. Before he could warn him, he heard Mad Blade burst into laughter, firing two shots.
Both of his bullets hit the moving target's center, yet one bullet deviated slightly, only hitting the eighth ring.
At this, Yang Fei immediately cursed.
"Damn it, got dazzled by a woman. Even if I hit a perfect score of sixty, I still damn lose."
Mad Blade, somewhat awkward, looked at the female special forces soldier who stuck her tongue out at him and became furious.
"Damn, they actually used a honeytrap on me; they should know I can't resist this."
Yang Fei cast a cold eye at Smith but saw him exchange a glance with Cold Country Rage Tide Special Forces captain, Park Jung-tae.
His heart stirred, knowing this was Smith's trick.
Korea's economy and military rely heavily on the Mysterious Country; that's no secret.
Yang Fei just didn't expect that Smith would so easily distract Mad Blade with such a simple method.
This showed that this lowlife Mad Blade already had his eye on that woman special forces soldier.
After all, women are rare at the base; they were just making use of the situation.
But with Mad Blade already at a loss, Yang Fei couldn't do anything but step up with his rifle and start shooting.
Bang, bang, bang!
Yang Fei almost emptied six bullets in one breath, without even glancing at the moving target.
Yet each moving target displayed a perfect ten.
Mad Blade's shooting was extraordinary, but Yang Fei's precise shooting was even more shocking.
The crowd was stunned for a moment before they burst into applause and cheers.
The shooting scores of Blue Sword and Golden Tri-Leaf were tied, requiring another match.
Yang Fei couldn't help but smile bitterly; if it weren't for that fool Mad Blade stealing a glance at the woman special forces soldier, they would've already won against Golden Tri-Leaf.
This guy is really an expert at messing things up rather than getting them done.
Knowing he was in the wrong, Mad Blade slouched and walked over to Yang Fei with embarrassment.
"Sorry, Little Bird Yang, I messed up."
Yang Fei looked over at the female special forces soldier and sighed; she was indeed quite pretty.
"It's nothing, but since your mistake caused this, you have to win over this woman. Otherwise, how can you face me?"
Mad Blade chuckled, lowering his voice: "To be honest, I already slept with her last night."
"Hehe, this can be considered bringing glory to the country and redeeming myself, right?"
Yang Fei looked at Mad Blade in shock and then burst out laughing.
"Get lost, you can't live without women. I'll have you neutered one day to save you from constant mistakes."
Yang Fei knew Mad Blade's nature; this guy liked women, but he wouldn't let them make a mess.
This time, scoring fifty-eight rings was actually quite good.
Though Yang Fei cursed at him, in his heart, he didn't blame Mad Blade.
At this moment, a slender, short Caucasian captain from Golden Tri-Leaf stepped forward, beckoning to Yang Fei with a finger.
He said calmly, "I have a proposal, wondering if the General dares to meet at narrow road?"
Everyone was shocked upon hearing this.
The special forces present were no strangers to Russian roulette or such taboo games.
However, those daring to challenge such taboo games were few and far between.
The rules of Russian roulette are to use a revolver, load one bullet, then spin the chamber randomly and exchange it between enemies and ourselves, pointing the muzzle at one's temple to pull the trigger.
The terror of this game lies in never knowing what will happen the next second.
From the dark muzzle, will there be the sound of a dry-fire or a deadly bullet?
Compared to Russian roulette, the duel at a narrow road focuses more on actual combat and is more thrilling.
This involves three steps: assembling the gun, loading bullets, and firing.
If both have the same speed and are skilled at marksmanship, the bullets fired may collide in mid-air like Mars colliding with Earth.
As long as there's a tiny error, both could be hit, injured, or even killed.
More likely, the faster shooter will kill the slower opponent.
Originally, this was an internal game among some ruthless magnificent outlaws, showcasing bravery and gun skills.
But as it spread, many special forces also occasionally play this taboo game internally.
However, when the bullet is fired, the warriors can choose to dodge it themselves to avoid getting hurt.
At this moment, the Caucasian captain proposing this game had an obvious malicious intention.
If Yang Fei refused, it would harm the Blue Sword Brigade's reputation.
If Yang Fei accepted the challenge, with his super-fast hand speed and reaction, he could easily kill Yang Fei during the contest.
Yang Fei understood the intention clearly.
Li Guoqing's heart pounded as he stepped forward to block the Caucasian captain.
"Sorry, we can accept continuing the contest, but this savage and bloody game, we will not partake in."
"Is that so?"
The Caucasian captain nodded, looking condescendingly at the Blue Sword Special Squad.
"This is a warrior's game; I doubt you would dare to play."
The guys from the Blue Sword Special Squad, all fiery-tempered like fireworks, exploded when they saw this Old Maozi's contempt.
"Damn it, when Grandpa was playing this game, you were still in your mom's womb."
"I'll do it. Isn't it just assembling the gun and shooting? I refuse to believe this nonsense."
"Calm down, listen to our instructor. Anyone can play this childish game."
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Yang Fei chuckled, looking at the Caucasian captain with a sarcastic grin.
"If I'm not mistaken, you intend to use this method to take my life?"
The Caucasian captain didn't even glance at Yang Fei or explain. He just said, "Dare or not?"
Yang Fei grinned, nodding: "Of course I dare, but I find this child's play rather juvenile."
"Rubber bullets aren't thrilling enough; I suggest mixing one real bullet with six rubber ones."
"This way it decides the winner, as well as life and death. Life or death, it's determined by fate. Do you dare?"
As soon as Yang Fei spoke, everyone gasped.
This game was already deadly; the rubber bullet, though non-lethal, could still cause severe injuries. If it hits the throat or eyes, it could even kill.
Yang Fei's suggestion elevated the danger level to its peak.
If a real bullet is fired, it would result in fatalities.
"The opponent is a genetic warrior, sure to be fast. He's asking for death."
"Damn, Russian roulette can be played this way, it's an eye-opener."
"This is the most dangerous match, bar none!"
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