I Found A Planet

Chapter 285 Jack, Run!

Brian and Jack are a pair of "good gay friends".

They joined the army in the same year, entered the selection team in the same batch, and participated in the "Devil Week" training selection of the SEALs.

Due to their outstanding performance, they both passed the selection with an elimination rate of more than 70%, and entered the Navy Seals.

Not only lucky to be teammates.

They were also assigned to the same dormitory.

What's more coincidental is that they both love fighting and fitness very much, and they all have extremely strong muscles.

In addition, the appearance is tall and handsome.

If they walk on the street and wear less clothes, it will even cause the girls to scream, and there are many beauties who ask them for their phone numbers and throw meaningful winks at them.

However, in the face of countless beauties, Brian and Jack did not show much interest.

Instead, during long-term training and life, they became "interested" in each other's muscles.

Brian is very tall at 2.01 meters. He usually eats a lot of raw eggs and protein powder, and does weightlifting training for a long time, so the muscles on his body are characterized by: large, hard, like "stones" with blood vessels all over the surface , full of explosive power.

Such muscles are also called "explosive muscles" and "tough guy muscles".

Jack is only 1.78 meters tall and relatively short. He usually likes to eat chicken and vegetables. He doesn’t like to eat fitness recipes. He prefers to do running and stretching training, so his muscles are characterized by: smooth, well-proportioned, smooth lines, and explosive power Weaker, but long staying power, fast running speed.

Such muscles are called "line muscles".

The styles of the two muscles are quite different.

But "tough guy" Brian liked the elegant lines of Jack's muscles.

Jack envied the explosiveness of Brian's muscles.

So in the communication and exchange of daily training, their two different styles of muscles collided and sweated in the arena every day, and gradually established a deep "basic relationship" and established a formal relationship.

The "Fist of Justice" project that Director Capello put forward this time needs a group of "big muscular men" with excellent melee combat ability to implement it.

Of course, the 120 SEALs present are all "big muscular guys", and each of them has strong fighting ability.

Then select the 20 strongest "muscular men" and go to the mission location to perform the mission.

in the selection process.

Capello didn't look at their fighting skills, but set a rigid target: Only fighters with a fist strength of 400KG or more are eligible to participate in the mission.

This indicator can be described as quite exaggerated.

You must know that the famous boxing champion Tyson, under the test environment, can punch 800 kilograms of right fist and 500 kilograms of left fist, which can be called a "monster".

The general boxing champion can reach 300-600 kg.

An ordinary person weighing 60 kilograms can punch up to 150 kilograms.

People who have undergone professional sports training have a boxing strength between 250-300 kg.

The punching force is 400 kilograms, more than twice that of ordinary people, and stronger than those who have received professional sports training. In 1V1 hand-to-hand combat, two or three punches can knock you out.

And in the boxing test.

There is no doubt that Brian passed the test with ease, and his right fist hit a strange force of 550 kilograms, which caused a lot of exclamations.

Bryan entered the list of missions.

This made Jack a little nervous. Brian was going to perform a mission. As a good friend who was inseparable, he had to go with him!

But in normal tests, he usually can only punch 380 kilograms, occasionally 390, and never reaches 400.

But in order to be able to carry out the task with Brian, looking at the test machine in front of him, Jack gritted his teeth, took more than ten steps back, and then accelerated forward.

"ah!!"

With a roar, he slammed his right fist hard on the machine.

"boom!"

A number popped up on the machine's display: 401.

The power of love made him break through his own limit.

"Lieutenant Jack, pass."

Capello nodded.

After all the 120 commandos tested their punching strength, Capello found that there were only 13 of them with a punching strength of more than 400, and some big men who looked mighty only punched 356 punches.

He was a little disappointed, so he simply gave up the next fighting skill test, and picked 7 more players with a boxing strength of more than 380 kilograms to enrich the action team.

This completes the selection of personnel.

...

the next day.

On a large airliner headed to the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Wearing short jackets and shorts, and casual attire, all the team members felt a little nervous.

After all, the place where they performed the top-secret mission this time is a daunting giant country.

"Bryan, do you think our 'vacation' will be successful? You must know that we only have five minutes for the mission. We must rush into the villa within five minutes, 'deal with' the mission target, and then quickly escape to the coast. The speedboat arrives in the open sea and enters the submarine that picks us up...is five minutes enough time?"

Jack raised his concerns.

"Five minutes is enough."

Brian was full of confidence, raised his muscular arms, and said contemptuously: "I can kill one of those yellow chickens with one punch, ten in three minutes...Mr. Capello is still too cautious, I think it is enough to send 10 men."

"You're right."

Jack nodded, but there was a faint feeling in his heart.

...

June 23, at three o'clock in the morning.

Junting Yayuan.

A group of furtive figures came to the gate of the villa area.

Seeing the three-meter-high security gate in front of them, they stepped on the backs of some people and climbed up at an extremely fast speed.

"Who are you and what are you doing?"

The guard who was dozing off in the sentry box was awakened by the abnormal noise, walked out of the sentry box, and questioned loudly.

"Hehe~"

Brian laughed grimly, grabbed his shoulders, and pulled him forward, his thick arms stuck around his neck, and he tried harder.

With a crisp click, the guard's neck was strangled by him.

"Go, go to Villa No. 8!"

Twenty muscular men quickened their pace and trotted towards Villa No. 8.

suddenly!

Their footsteps slowed down, and they looked ahead in some surprise.

About twenty bodyguards in suits and leather shoes came out of Villa No. 8 and came towards them.

"Get rid of them!"

With a wave of Brian's hand, the bodyguards came out just in time.

Wow~

The two groups of people accelerated at the same time and quickly collided with each other.

A few seconds after the collision, Bryan heard several extremely horrific screams.

"ah!"

"Ah!"

Turning his head, he saw a scene where his eyes were tearing apart.

Under the dim Huatan street light, he actually saw the hand of a bodyguard in a suit piercing into the body of a teammate, entering from the chest and exiting from the back, and a large piece of blood spit out from the teammate's mouth.

It seems that I can't survive.

He also saw the head of a teammate explode like a watermelon under the fist of a bodyguard in a suit.

Another teammate was flying at an altitude of two meters, his ribs cracked, his chest collapsed in half, and he fell to the ground without any movement.

"Ah! Go to hell!"

Seeing a bodyguard in a suit rushing in front of him, Brian threw a punch with all his strength, trying to smash the opponent's head.

The bodyguard in suit didn't retreat at all, and came punching.

"Boom!" The fists of the two sides collided together.

"Crack!"

"ah!"

An unspeakable pain came into Brian's head, and he couldn't help but screamed, his right arm turned into noodles and softened... the bones inside were shattered.

The bodyguard in a suit in front of him was not only unscathed, but threw a punch like lightning as if executing a fixed procedure.

"Devil, you devil!"

Brian blocked with a left fist.

"Crack!"

The bones in his left hand were also broken.

"ah!!"

Brian, whose hands were all crippled, screamed incomparably horribly.

Without pausing, the bodyguard in a suit punched him in the chest cruelly, extremely fast!

Bryan shifted his steps and turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the deadly punch.

Looking back, I was shocked to see: it may not even be a minute, of the 20 teammates who came to carry out the mission together, only the friend Jack is still dodging in a panic, not daring to carry it hard, and the rest have all fallen down. In a pool of blood.

"Jack, run!"

For some reason, at this most dangerous moment, Brian yelled this sentence to the only surviving friend.

Hear his cry.

Jack obeyed his wishes, turned around and ran away, and also called out to him: "Brian, run!"

But it was too late for Jack's reminder at this time. An extremely fast fist hit Brian's back. The punch force of thousands of kilograms made him fly three meters forward, shattering his right shoulder blade.

Brian spat out a mouthful of blood, sat up on his knees with an explosive force, and shouted at Jack who turned his head from time to time: "Jack, Run!"

puff!

A fist harder than iron suddenly penetrated his back and pierced his chest, breaking his spine and shattering his heart along the way.

He stared blankly at the blood fist in front of him.

Brian's consciousness was fading rapidly.

In the last residual blurred vision, he seemed to see Jack rushing back in a frenzy, and then fell into the besieged by the bodyguards in suits.

Three shifts in a row, please ask for a monthly pass, and ask for a day off tomorrow! If I have time, I will update a chapter