They didn't communicate, but the same thought flashed past all their minds.
Xia Jinyuan said coldly, "Countdown."
Entering the countdown meant the end was near.
The three instructors clenched their fists tightly and broke out in a cold sweat for the company commander.
They could tell that the female soldier, Instructor Ye, was very capable. They believed that Company Commander Zhu, who was fighting, could tell too. If he really lost to the female instructor, he would feel a little embarrassed. However, with Instructor Ye's capabilities, there was nothing embarrassing about it.
It ended very quickly. Company Commander Zhu's iron fists couldn't do anything to Ye Jian, who was from the special forces. His wrist was tightly restrained by Ye Jian. Her fist hit Company Commander Zhu's armpit fiercely. With a low shout, Ye Jian twisted the iron palm in her hand toward Company Commander Zhu's back.
