What does it look like to fight for supremacy on the battlefield?
It’s not like raising your hand to do a turtle style Qigong here and hitting a Rasengan back there;
It’s not just a Foshan Shadowless Kick here, or a set of Baji Fist and elegant little combos there.
That's anime and movies.
The real battle for supremacy is between Burea and Quhu.
Now, Burea is holding a knife with both hands, holding the handle of the knife with one hand and pressing down on Qu Hu. Qu Hu puts his elbows on the ground with both hands, dragging Burea's wrist and lifting it up. The tip of the knife was already pressed against Qu Hu's chest, piercing just half an inch, and blood was gushing out along the wound.
The two of them were gnashing their teeth and wrestling, each wanting to stare the other to death with their eyes!
…
just.
After the explosion, Qu Hu got up slowly. The excessive blood loss caused by the gunshot wound on his body consumed the man's physical strength too much. He finally took the time to sleep and accumulated all the strength he had wasted on Bure'a. After he flew out, before he could get up, the young Burea was riding on him.
right.
There was nothing new at all, except that Bourgea rode over again.
Even this time was exactly the same as the last time. No one said a word, and Burea stabbed him with one knife.
Qu Hu had to hold Bure'a's wrist with both hands, otherwise he would have been heartbroken.
However, the way he held Burea's wrist was a little different from the others.
Most people would choose to hold on to the opponent's wrist in such a critical situation. Qu Hu was different. After holding Brzea's wrist with his two big hands, he raised his thumbs to hold the bottom of the opponent's palm, changing from holding to breaking. , allowing Bujea to have an anti-joint in an instant when he had the advantage.
It's like in a competitive competition, when a kickboxing fighter gets up after falling to the ground, he will always use the soles of his feet to push on the ground instead of the insteps of his feet. The opponent he is guarding suddenly rushes up, so that he can use his strength to bounce directly.
These are the details that real soldiers will pay attention to. They are all details that are explored bit by bit with their own lives in a life and death struggle.
The moment Burea's wrist was cocked, he had already discovered this detail. Because when the wrist is cocked upward, you can't press the knife down, so Qu Hu never uses the tip of the knife to kill people while riding on him. Instead of stabbing down, use the tip of the knife to hit it down with all your strength.
Almost at the same moment, Qu Hu lifted up his short legs and pushed Burea's back with his knees. Then the hand that held the opponent's wrist no longer moved upwards, but moved forward.
bump!
Burea flew out due to the impact, and the tip of the knife slashed along Qu Hu's forehead, leaving only a very shallow wound.
Then Qu Hu twisted around and climbed up, opened his fists, and took two full steps after Bure'a's staggering figure.
When Boureia was stumbling with his hands and feet, unable to lift his upper body, and grabbing his head forward while chasing him, he finally fell sideways and chased him up. He put his knee on Boureia's chest and gave him a handful of blows. He pinched the kid's knife-holding hand and pressed down with the tip of the knife.
The two of them rolled up a trail of smoke and dust on the ground!
puff!
The moment the tip of the knife pointed downwards, it penetrated the gap in the Kevlar combat vest and stabbed directly into the shoulder socket.
Brzea didn't care about the pain at all. He got up and turned over when the knife hit him. The two of them rolled along the ground again.
After all, he was called a young man, and Qu Hu couldn't do anything with his physical strength. As a result, the advantage he had just gained was lost again, and both of them fell to the ground.
The knife edge that just penetrated the shoulder socket completely opened the shoulder of the entire body armor. After a knife wound was made in the shoulder socket, blood began to flow into the clothes along the skirt.
This time, the two of them stopped rolling. The moment they got up from the ground together, Qu Hushun also pulled out a short-edged dagger from his leg. However, the shape of the dagger was very strange. It had no handle and was wrapped with white cloth. An iron rod is usually tied to the leg, so it is also called a leg stick.
The two of them each had a knife, one forehand and one backhand. No one hesitated, and they moved forward at the same time within a distance of less than one meter.
This danger can be said to be the most dangerous in wars in the era of hot weapons, because the two men's postures are with their bodies in front and their daggers drawn back, using themselves as bait to lure the other side to take the lead.
Taking one step forward, the energetic Burea took the initiative and stabbed Qu Hu's neck with his knife.
Faced with this kind of backhand knife stabbing someone, Qu Hu didn't even look at it. He walked around the blade with his bare hand and slapped the opponent with the back of his hand. When he felt the back of his hand hit the inside of the opponent's arm, he rushed over, raised the forehand knife, and stabbed him in the chest. past.
puff.
Burea had already tried his best to dodge sideways, but the knife still pierced his chest first. If he hadn't been younger and reacted faster, the tip of the knife would have already dodged just after it touched his chest. Qu Hu's battlefield skills alone would have caused him to dodge. He couldn't bear the experience of killing.
"Fuck me!"
The surprise of encountering an opponent was transformed into curse words by Burea. Qu Hu was not in a hurry to attack. Once the move was successful, he immediately retreated, not even touching Burea's side. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were fixed. Stare at him.
Bujea refused to accept.
He felt that in terms of skill, there were only two people in the world who could convince him, one was Lao Qiao, and the other was Yang Rong. Apart from these two, one would count as the other in a one-on-one relationship, and they would love each other.
Bujea rushed over again.
This time, he was even more careful. When Qu Hu got close, he raised his hand and stabbed his eyes directly.
Qu Hu immediately opened his mouth, took a breath, raised his leg and kicked him out.
Burea suddenly raised his hand, caught the opponent's kicked leg, and dropped the knife with his wrist.
puff!
This knife has no hilt.
Qu Hu's right eye twitched fiercely, and while Bure'a raised his head, he crossed his backhand knife with his forehand, and fought back directly with his belly in his hands.
It was definitely too late to hide at such a close distance. Burea could only reluctantly cut his buttocks and pull his stomach back, but the knife was still pierced near the stomach.
He quickly drew the knife. While drawing the knife, he released Qu Hu's legs and used his free hand to press the opponent's wrist to prevent him from penetrating deeper. The hand holding the knife quickly retaliated. The two stood on the spot and stabbed each other.
block?
What to block?
They are all mortal bodies, and a tactical vest made of Kevlar can't block a knife. How can it block it?
Hold on!
At this moment, when the knife is sent out, there is only ferocity on the face. Even if it is stabbed, it is just a shudder. As for the rest, it all depends on fate.
Even the only defensive weapon the two of them have is their free hand. As long as it hits a key position, you have to scratch it with your hand. If you scratch it open, you will take advantage of the knife. If you don't scratch it, there will definitely be multiple holes in the arm. , nothing more.
Chest, lower abdomen, shoulder sockets, armpits.
In the blink of an eye, Brzea received four blows.
Qu Hu also received three stab wounds on his lower left chest, right rib, and stomach.
But he did not have the reaction speed of Boureat. When Boureat stabbed the last knife into his stomach, his face had changed color. When Boureat pulled out the knife, Qu Hu was swaying and needed to use his arms to pull back and forth to maintain balance. Retreat.
When he pushed his feet back to support his body, he couldn't stand at all. He held his stomach and bent his knees and began to squat down. Seeing this scene, Burea knew that his last knife would definitely hit this old boy's internal organs. .
He watched Qu Hu fall, stood there and watched Qu Hu's body twitching, and even heard Qu Hu say the last words in his life...
"Let...him live..."
Burea glanced back. Only then did he remember that there was a messenger next to Qu Hu, and he felt a chill down his spine.
He had forgotten about that thing!
But where are there people in this vast mountain forest?
Burea stretched out his hand and rubbed Qu Hu's eyelids, and said: "I ran away early." (End of this chapter)
