0p0 Chapter 559 Female Special Forces Soldier
Chapter 559 Female Special Forces Soldier
Chapter 559 Female Special Forces Soldier
As the female knights sang, staff rushed onto the stage and quickly set up various facilities.
In no time, the simple city wall and the three-story building were completed. Wang Wenzhou had put a lot of effort into designing these, and ultimately adopted modular assembly, which enabled the rapid construction.
After the female knights finished their song, the war drums sounded again.
The female knights dismounted and adjusted their equipment.
Li Yajing walked onto the stage and said, "Next, we will have a simulated battle. The attacking side will be the 100 heroines of the Hanshan Women's Guard who are just as capable as men, and the defending side will be the Tartars played by the 89th batch of trainees from the labor camp."
To the surprise of the people, Zhang Jiao, dressed in military uniform, suddenly strode towards the women's guard.
"Pfft..." Wang Wenzhou spat out his wine. Damn it, that little devil Jiaojiao is causing trouble again. It's outrageous! Even though it's just a drill, the arrows are wrapped in cloth, and the weapons used are wooden knives and swords. But if something goes wrong and she gets hurt on the face, she could be disfigured!
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, come here to me!" Wang Wenzhou shouted as soon as he stood up.
Zhang Jiao pretended not to hear and didn't even look at Wang Wenzhou.
At this moment, the people started to cheer, shouting Zhang Jiao's nickname "Hua Mulan" while clapping rhythmically.
"Mulan!" *Clap clap!*
"Mulan!" *Clap clap!*
Wang Wenzhou was both amused and exasperated. "You bastards who love to watch the drama unfold, of course you don't care if it's not your baby."
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao!" Wang Wenzhou wanted to go and bring Zhang Jiaobao back.
Chen Yuanyuan scoffed, "Some people are really shameless. They think their own daughters are daughters, but other people's daughters aren't? They insist on sending young women to the army to fight on the battlefield. It's just too much."
Wang Wenzhou blushed, stopped chasing Zhang Jiao, and quickly sat down, hugged Chen Yuanyuan and kissed her. He said with a smile, "Yuanyuan, who says girls can't be soldiers? I'll show you later. My female guard isn't just girls that some petty people think are only for sleeping with."
Chen Yuanyuan rolled her eyes at Wang Wenzhou, saying, "You rascal, just keep spouting nonsense. I've seen it with my own eyes several times. You've been sneaking off to the guards to sleep with girls."
Once the venue was set up, Li Yajing announced loudly, "The exercise officially begins."
"Boom boom boom..." The sound of war drums rose rapidly.
Zhang Jiao raised her right fist and made several hand gestures. The one hundred female guards immediately split into ten squads.
Ten girls removed their shields from their backs and stood close together, shield upon shield, forming a shield array.
"Bang! Bang!" Zhang Jiao slapped her shield hard, and the members of her squad immediately stepped to the beat of the drums and charged toward the "city wall" in neat steps.
The trainees playing the Tartars on the city wall drew their bows and began to shoot.
"Clap clap clap..." The rain of swords struck the shield, but failed to inflict any effective damage.
The other nine squads, led by their respective captains, also began their charge.
Just ten steps from the city wall, Zhang Jiao's shield formation suddenly broke apart, with six girls continuing to hold their shields to block the incoming arrows. The other four girls threw away their shields and took long spears from their backs.
Each girl carries two 1-meter-long wooden sticks on her back. The ends of the sticks have special slots, and when the ends are connected and a spearhead is added, they can form a 2-meter-long spear.
The people were very puzzled. What were the girls doing? The city wall was more than 3 meters high, and there was no ladder to climb it.
Under the cover of their companion wielding a shield, the two girls assembled their spears together. Then, one girl held one end of the spear, and the other held the other, and the two girls rushed towards the city wall at top speed.
Zhang Jiao took the lead and rushed to the foot of the wall. With the help of her companions behind her, she used her spear to climb up the wall.
"Wow..." The people were dumbfounded; they had never seen the combat methods of special forces in later generations.
Zhang Jiao jumped onto the city wall, drew her wooden sword, and charged towards the student playing the role of a Tartar beside her.
The students already knew Zhang Jiao's identity; besides, even if they didn't, they couldn't defeat Zhang Jiao, who had transformed into Ultraman.
"Mulan!" *Clap clap*
"Mulan!" *Clap clap*
The crowd clapped rhythmically again, cheering on Zhang Jiao.
The other girls also climbed the city wall, and in no time, the Tartars were all killed by the girls.
At this moment, the female police officers came on stage carrying musical instruments, singing as they walked: "Who says women are inferior to men?"
Men went to fight at the border, and women went to the battlefield just the same…
Zhang Jiao led her female guards down the city wall and headed straight for the three-story building.
Zhang Jiao took the lead, and amidst the screams of the crowd, led the girls to climb to the roof of the small building with their bare hands.
Zhang Jiao and the girls' subsequent performance still amazed the audience. Holding ropes, they descended like divine warriors, leaping in through the window. The ensuing battle was, of course, one-sided, with justice quickly triumphing over evil.
At this point, the policewomen's song was finished.
"Clap clap clap..." The people responded with thunderous applause.
Wang Wenzhou smiled slightly, put his arm around Sheng Lan, kissed her, and said proudly, "Ru Ru, how about it? My female guards are pretty good at fighting, aren't they!"
Sheng Lan's face turned pale with anger. "You wretch! These past few days, you've been unjustly imprisoned, and I've been worried sick. So, it turns out you don't care about me at all. All you think about is other people."
"Pfft!" Chen Yuanyuan burst out laughing; her nemesis had called her by the wrong name again.
Wang Wenzhou wanted to slap himself a few times. It was truly an unintentional slip of the tongue. These past few days, Wang Ying and Liu Rushi had been by his side, so it was inevitable that he would make a slip of the tongue.
Sheng Lanqi's eyes welled up with tears. She pulled Wang Wenzhou's hand out of her bosom, stared straight ahead, and ignored Wang Wenzhou.
Wang Wenzhou was heartbroken. It was all his fault. Was he not faithful? Oh no! Not devoted! Even less so! It was all his fault for being so mean-spirited.
"Lazy Blue, Lazy Blue!" Wang Wenzhou gently nudged Sheng Lan.
Sheng Lan didn't even glance at Wang Wenzhou.
Helpless, Wang Wenzhou stopped watching the performance and knelt down in front of Sheng Lan, gazing at her with deep affection.
At this moment, Zhang Jiao and the girls' rehearsal also came to an end.
The scene suddenly shifted, and sad music began to play.
Li Yajing spoke with a sorrowful yet angry tone: "In the eleventh year of the Wanli reign, the Tartar chieftain Nurhaci usurped the title of commander. Not only was he ungrateful to our Great Ming, but he also harbored treacherous intentions. On the surface, he was loyal to the Great Ming, but he deliberately concealed his own ambitions."
In the 44th year of the Wanli Emperor's reign, Nurhaci secretly established the Jin Dynasty behind the backs of the Ming Dynasty, changing the era name to Tianming. In the 46th year of the Wanli Emperor's reign, Nurhaci published his shameless "Seven Grievances" and openly launched a rebellion.
At this point, the buildings on the stage had been completely dismantled.
A dozen or so ordinary people from the Ming Dynasty staggered onto the stage.
The people could tell at a glance that this was clearly a large family, with the elderly and children, servants and masters.
Li Yajing continued, "In the 47th year of the Wanli reign, at Sarhu, the Tartars launched a surprise attack on our Ming army, which was defeated. Taking advantage of the situation, the Tartars captured Kaiyuan and Tieling of our Ming Dynasty. The people of both places fled in droves, but the Tartars pursued them relentlessly."
"Yo-ho! Beautiful girl, very beautiful!" At this moment, a small squad of Tartar soldiers with rat-tail whips caught up.
In an instant, the swords and knives in their hands were used to slash at innocent Ming Dynasty civilians.
The people below the stage stared wide-eyed, clenched their fists, and were filled with righteous indignation.
As the Tartar soldiers brandished their swords, the people fell into pools of blood made from dog's blood.
"Yamete! No!" The four girls who were still alive cried out in a panic.
"Hey pretty girls! Shall we slap them?" The Tartar soldiers surrounded them and began tearing at the girls' clothes.
"Yamete! Help!" The girls' panicked and frightened cries touched the hearts of the people in the audience.
"You son of a bitch! You damned Tartar, I'll fight you to the death!" At this moment, a burly man who was watching the play couldn't hold back any longer. He shouted angrily and rushed onto the stage without hesitation.