Chapter 187

"Hey, brother! Don't lie down!" Li Wei shouted at his opponent.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now!" The opponent quickly got up, "Come on! Take a handful of noodles, hey, this is a good thing! Boil it in water, sprinkle some green onions, salt and sesame oil, it's so fragrant, purely handmade, full of bite!"

This guy is kind. Although he lost the game, he is generous and tight.

"Then, I'm not polite!" He took a handful of dried noodles and wrapped paper bags. Look at the color of the side, it was translucent and crystal clear like jade, as if it was made of a stone mortar. The texture was definitely enough for somersaults. The noodles made by a big grabbing hand are not something that ordinary people can eat. Li Wei was really looking forward to it.

"Please go here. This is the arena of the fighting competition. All the participating soldiers from various war zones in the Anti-Japanese Revolutionary Base Area are masters of close combat. Some of the soldiers are descendants of the martial arts family and have unique martial arts skills that have been passed down for generations." A female officer wearing Bi Ting's military uniform and outlining a perfect curved figure led a group of people to the fighting competition venue.

Following the female officer was the tour group of this martial arts competition. There was a visiting team composed of the National Government's military and political officials who were specially invited to visit the Yan'an martial arts competition, well-known industry and commerce from all walks of life, the US military military observation group and patriotic overseas Chinese.

"Now the final round is the ten-player promotion competition, and the winner will be the top ten martial arts masters in the anti-Japanese revolutionary base of the Communist Party of China." The sweet-looking female officer gave an accurate introduction to the scene just after just a look. In order to entertain these important figures, the Party Central Committee's selection of outstanding candidates as tour guides had carefully prepared and previewed in advance.

The Party Central Committee attaches great importance to this military competition. It is not only an opportunity for collective military training in the base area, but also an opportunity to introduce and publicize the Chinese Communist Party’s People’s Army to the outside world, so as to meet domestic and foreign organizations and well-known people, eliminate the outside world’s incorrect understanding of the CCP, and give international anti-war confidence, enhance the CCP’s anti-war image internationally, and is more conducive to gaining more anti-Japanese resources.

At this time, Li Wei had just won the game and entered the final circle of the ten-player group and walked out of the fighting competition venue. The audience outside the court was filled with applause. The final of the top ten masters was another level of competition. It was not only a competition of strength, but also a competition of spirit and skills. Li Wei's amazing internal true energy and boxing spirit were unanimously recognized by all the players outside the court.

"Hmph! What do I think it is? Is it just a countryside mud foot poles with developed limbs and simple minds? What's so strange about it?" A voice came out of the visiting team with an inappropriate voice.

The female officer of the tour guide's face stagnated and a little angry, but immediately disappeared in depression, pretending not to hear it, and continued to introduce: "The first game that entered the final of the ten-player group has just ended, and the soldiers from the first division have won. All the soldiers who can enter the final circle are elites!" At the end of the speech, the tone of the "elite" was particularly emphasized.

"I'm still elite, I guess I can't even know a lot of big words, and I'm a whole country bun!" The annoying voice sounded sarcastically again.

Several people around him had sharp eyes and suddenly saw the person talking. In the crowd of representatives of the National Army, an officer holding a pipe in his face was full of disdain. When everyone's eyes gathered on him, he still sucked the clouds and fog like nothing was wrong, and obviously attracted everyone's attention.

"That's right! Major Mucha has been in the army for many years and his vision is really accurate! Even the miscellaneous team of our national army is probably a little stronger than the so-called elites of these Communist army!" Another national army officer next to him flattered in a flattering tone.

"Where is it! Brother Wang is polite! It's just a little experience I have led the troops for many years!" Seeing someone echoing, Mucha took off the pipe on his mouth, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.

The two began to sing and demote the Communist soldiers who fought and competed with each other to uselessly.

The female officer who led the team looked obviously angry, but could not refute because she invited guests to Yan'an, not only representatives of the National Army, but also other visitors. It is not conducive to the image of Yan'an when they have had a verbal argument with the guests. Although she had been mentally prepared before, she still took advantage of the issue and deliberately distorted the image of Yan'an. Her face turned pale and red, red and white, and bit her lips and suppressed her anger.

"Sir, you are not right to say this! Fighting Japanese on the battlefield is not as good as reading and writing!" An overseas Chinese in a suit was a little embarrassed by the words of the national military officer and stood up.

"Hmph! What elites, you can't even write your own name. What are the uncivilized people in the mountains and fields talking about fighting the Japanese?! They are stupid soldiers who don't know anything at all. Brother, you want the market for Lingling!" Mucha even raised his chin, with a very contemptuous look, and his tone was a little threatened. He followed the tour group to Yan'an, and his face never looked good. Humph! What a broken place, a primitive backward scene, the army's poor equipment is even more miscellaneous than the miscellaneous brands of the National Army. The strong men who were casually pulled from the countryside did not know anything at all, and they lacked training and had extremely poor quality. It's really hard to believe how the Communist army survived the Japanese offensive.

The female officer leading the team turned a little cold. Many people in the tour group, including some other representatives of the National Army, looked unhappy. They obviously did not agree with Mucha's words. Only a small number of people were still responding to Mucha.

"Captain Bruno! The military qualities of the US military are first-class in the world. If you have the opportunity, please help us train these soldiers. Just send the most ordinary soldiers. "Mucha looked at the US military observation group, his face became friendly, and he tried to pull the relationship with foreigners.

The translator translated the past truthfully, and a smile appeared on Bruno's face, but it was not his words to Mucha, but his eyes were looking at Li Wei who was coming down from the arena.

Li Wei happened to see Bruno at this time. Before Bruno could speak, hello: "Hi, Bruno! What a coincidence!"

"Li, congratulations, you are so awesome, you won!?" Bruno was very happy. As a basketball friend, he and Li Wei were quite keen on each other.

In this place of China, the officers of the US Military Observatory Corps were extremely excited and surrounded them together, and Bruno introduced them one by one.

"He, what he said just now!? Why can't I understand?!" Mucha was a little puzzled. The soldier who had just left the scene actually spoke birds in a gusto, while Captain Bruno completely ignored his words and greeted the soldier like an acquaintance.

"Sir, it seems to be in American!" An adjutant behind Mucha came forward and whispered in Mucha's ear.

"What!? What?!" Mucha's expression immediately jumped up as if he was slapped in the face.

Others in the tour group immediately cast strange eyes at Mucha. This soldier was the countryside bun that Mucha pointed to just now, but they were talking fluently in American language and greeting Bruno. Is he an uneducated rural mountaineering?!

Now Mucha's expression suddenly became exciting. He was taking the opportunity to criticize the CCP's army just now, but he didn't expect that Li Wei's move would cause him to fall into an extremely embarrassing situation.

The female officer who led the team covered her mouth and did not let herself laugh. The surprise brought to her by the soldier who had just won the game made her immediately give Li Wei a high score. Li Wei's performance was so satisfying that she was thinking of a way to explain the adverse effects of the major's remarks, but she didn't expect that Li Wei would solve it as soon as she spoke.

"Hmph, it's definitely a coincidence! It just happened that there was a soldier who could speak foreign language, and only one out of a million people would have. I don't believe there would be a second one. If there could be a second soldier who could speak foreign language here, I would climb around the competition ground." Mucha was like a duck's mouth, stubborn, and in order to regain his face, he started to bet on the curse again.

Maybe he forgot to buy lottery tickets today, and Mucha just said what he said, but what he saw next made him want to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

If Li Wei talked to Bruno in English to slap him in the face, then the next thing he would be to completely kick him into hell.

Fan Guowen just participated in the heavy machine gun competition and ran to the fighting competition venue where Li Wei was, and happened to see Li Wei talking to several officers from the US military observation team of Bruno.

"Guowen! Come here, I will introduce you to some of your fellow villagers! Captain Bruno, Lieutenant William, Lieutenant Tommy, and Major Hart!" Li Wei waved to Fan Guowen. Fan Guowen is an authentic Chinese in the United States. When he meets people from the US military military observation team, he should be a fellow villager.

"Hello!" Fan Guowen was naturally very excited when he heard familiar English. His grand accents and tunes since he was a child made him feel like he was returning to his hometown in the United States.

Another English-speaking soldier, looking at the military uniforms of the two of them, standard ordinary soldiers, and several people who don’t know the Chinese Communist Party’s People’s Army rolled their eyes one by one. Why are the soldiers of the Chinese Communist Party so worthless and can speak foreign languages ​​casually. This phenomenon is not valuable abroad. It seems that Yan'an is indeed full of talents, and any two soldiers can fool foreigners. Look at the foreign officers who observe the military, they usually look cold and look down on anyone. In front of these two small soldiers, they are actually smiling and laughing, and their expressions of an old acquaintance are really incomprehensible.

The Party Central Committee sent several cadres who accompanied the tour group to the hearts of the feeling, "These two soldiers are really doing well and have face, haha! So proud of their face! Go back and reward them well! The young man has potential!"

It was all these two damn soldiers who made him lose face. Mucha's heart was furious and his face turned red, as if he felt the ridicule of others. The more he looked at the two Communist soldiers, the more he disliked them. His face showed a bit of hideousness and walked straight towards Li Wei and the others.
Chapter completed!