Since rising to the surface, there have been countless blood feuds between the Renaissance Army and the gray savages. What the Renaissance Army team outside the control area needs to be wary of most is not the endless mutant beasts. In the final analysis, they are just beasts, no matter how smart they are, they are still beasts. Half a century of radiation-forced evolution cannot comprehensively defeat the spirits of all things that have been targeted for tens of thousands of years of evolution. However, these same kind can barely be called the same kind because they are indeed the same in a physiological sense after all, and cannibalism is the cruelest thing.
Eight decades after the war, there are still many cases of lone Baath Army soldiers being brutally tortured and then dumped on the roadside. On the front line of the Huijiang River, the border fortresses and mobile troops taught the barbarians what would happen if they crossed the Huijiang River and entered the Beiqin Plain. For a fledgling boy like Shen Rusong, physically annihilating the barbarian captives was something that went against one's conscience. But, For those western border guards facing the Guptas, bullet massacres were a complete waste in a tug-of-war that was as long as a nuclear winter.
Sand and blood, this is an era of leading beasts to eat people, not the era of cutting meat and feeding eagles in the previous fantasy.
Guns and iron!
Shen Rusong's fake action obviously shocked the attacking gray savage. Without any hesitation, he pretended to clenched his fist and threw an object forward. When the savage's eyes subconsciously wandered, he immediately pulled the gun and quickly grasped the gun with his left hand. He turned the front handguard, pointed the muzzle in a heartbeat, and immediately pulled the trigger with his right hand!
"Ping! Ping!"
With the monotonous and roaring sound of gunfire, the upper bodies of the two savages who were raiding the formation with guns in the distance immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist. Looking past the mechanical sight, a sharp light flashed in Shen Rusong's almond-shaped eyes. The huge recoil caused by the continuous shooting drove his body backwards, and the orange-red fireworks exploded in the air, shining like the bright moon in the empty and dark Xiaoxing'an Mountains.
"Ding~" As the last bullet flew out, the ejection window threw out the shell casing, and the empty magazine got stuck. Shen Rusong did not shrink from running out of ammunition, and it was impossible for him to turn around and run. Here, his only choice was to fight and win, or fight and die. There was no third option.
Five of their friends died in an instant, but the group of gray savages did not disperse. They knew that the Renaissance soldier on the opposite side had lost their biggest support. Even if the soldiers on the opposite side had sufficient firepower, they would not be able to retreat and escape.
One to seven, knife to knife!
Shen Rusong stepped forward. He did not drop the rifle directly. Although without the bullets, the gun was indeed just a fire stick, but the structure of this Type 75 heavy hunting rifle was extremely solid and was made of traditional steel and wood. Swing it hard, it's as powerful as a riot stick.
However, the rifle is too short after all. How can the length of less than one meter compare with a spear made of steel bars? Shen Rusong tried to move forward, but the savages had several guns and spears made of tough wood or steel, making it difficult for Shen Rusong to move forward.
An inch longer and an inch stronger, how can Shen Rusong have a long army? He is not a riot police officer, and there is no cold weapon combat training in normal training. Human energy is limited, and it is impossible for the army to include the spear and spear confrontation of ancient soldiers. But it happened that we fell into this situation at this time.
Forced by the spears to retreat one after another, he dodged several stabs from the steel spears, leaving several bloody traces on him. From the corner of his eye, he saw a savage coming around to attack him. If he continued like this, he might be in trouble. It's the end of being helpless.
Shen Rusong bit his lower lip. Instead of shouting, he stepped on the soil with his heels, spitting out turbid air from his nostrils, and hit his forehead with bloody air. Damn it! Fight!
Taking advantage of the opportunity to catch the button, Shen Rusong turned around and threw the empty rifle out as a throwing object. The savage spearman did not expect such a move from Shen Rusong. He was hit by the rifle, even though it was His face hurt, but this fleeting movement of his eyes, which was as fleeting as the blink of an eye, was Shen Rusong's opportunity!
Facing the thrusting spear, Shen Rusong stepped forward with a low stature. He pulled out the last weapon from his boot. Shen Rusong grabbed the steel spear and pressed it down with all his strength, and then bullied himself. Get closer and strike with your sword!
The savage who was holding the spear reacted quickly. This savage who often suffered from hunger could not defeat Shen Rusong, a strong soldier with great energy. The savage did not even intend to compete with him, but simply gave up. The spear made Shen Rusong feel like he was using too much force.
The smooth feeling of the knife piercing into the flesh and blood flashed by, and then it clicked into place.
Stagnation in the bone seams. Facing the stabbing dagger, the savage screamed violently, and instead of hiding, he straightened his chest and caught Shen Rusong's attack with his shoulders, and then desperately held Shen Rusong's hand. .
Now it was Shen Rusong's turn to be passive. His first reaction was to throw away the knife. How could his big head be so easily traded for the life of a savage? He immediately let go without breaking free from the savage's hand. He stepped deeply into the soil with his right foot, leaned forward at the waist, and hit head to head!
There was a crisp sound, and the two of them collided, causing blood to spurt from their mouths and noses. Shen Rusong then used his fist to knock over the enemy in front of him. Before he could turn around, he was hit hard on the back.
This time the advantage of being a supporting foot came. Shen Rusong withstood the blow from the rusty water pipe, staggered and steadied his body. He faced the direction of the other long stick, clenched his fist and knocked the opponent sideways. With his wrist, he no longer moved around, but pressed forward as much as possible.
It is difficult for a master with bare hands to deal with three ordinary people with long weapons.
After several desperate attempts, he managed to gain some distance. It would be better to cut off one of the enemy's ten fingers than to hurt him. Shen Rusong once again blocked the man who was charging at him with a knife. He twisted and dislocated the man's arm with his backhand and hit the man's internal organs with his knee. If you can change the position, turn again! Leap again! Smash from the elbow!
With three consecutive blows, Shen Rusong could be said to have crippled this man, but how could he have any idea of what it would take to stop? The steel-spiked leather boots were raised directly, with the sound of breaking wind, and they broke the man's neck!
Shen Rusong's fearless attitude still failed to frighten the savages. The savages who dared to wander here were naturally ruthless people who licked blood from their knives and lived with their heads tied to their belts. They would die suddenly after seeing their companions touch each other a few times. , this group of savages exchanged looks with each other without any hesitation. Three of the remaining six people continued to go up and three went around behind.
The savages were not stupid enough to abandon their long soldiers. Shen Rusong was in a difficult situation. The dagger was gone, the gun was thrown away, and the engineering shovel he had taken advantage of was gone. Unless Shen Rusong had steel and iron bones, he would be stabbed forward. Meat skewers, backwards? Can he escape again?
With the determination to die, Shen Rusong finally shouted violently and rushed towards the spear array. This time, no accidents or miracles came to save him.
"Pfft!" Steel penetrated flesh and blood, and the bright red blood quickly faded in the dark forest.
