Chapter 1498: Fighting the Strong with the Weak

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"Hahaha~~ What a bastard, you can hide very quickly." A hearty laugh came from Tiedan's mouth.

The military quality of these mercenaries is too high. Their reaction ability and judgment of crisis are honed in life and death. Even if they pursue them desperately, they are repeatedly defeated.

If he hadn't thrown the grenade, still rushed in, and fired a few rounds of bullets, he would probably have ended up without touching a single hair of the enemy.

fine!

In exchange for his efforts, the enemy's leg was injured.

The dark face and the clear black and white eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, especially bloodthirsty.

At this time, Tiedan's hands were full of blood. Even though he originally wore tactical gloves, he abandoned them in order to pursue the acceleration of 0.01 seconds.

There were even bloody wounds on his right arm from the steel balls that had been randomly ejected by the grenade just now. The blood had already soaked the camouflage uniform.

The pain in his whole arm was unbearable, but Tiedan gritted his teeth tightly and held the assault rifle in his hand.

Huhu~

Trying to calm down his heavy breathing, his eyes were as ferocious as wild beasts, but exceptionally calm.

He knew that the enemy was not dead yet. Even if his leg was injured, he was still a mercenary with high military quality.

What's more, he still has a gun in his hand. This is a wounded beast. Even if he dies, he will pull someone on his back.

Tiedan does want to avenge the company commander and his dead brother, but he is not stupid.

The leg was injured, and it was still a calf. In this forest full of minefields, there was absolutely no way to escape their attack.

Are you still worried?

How could Leng Tou Qing mess with such a guy who could be said to be in danger of death and no chance of resurrecting? He was going to make a lot of money by dragging someone on his back?

"Hmph~"

Tiedan snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. Even if he couldn't see it, he could feel that there was a ferocious-looking guy behind the big tree, holding his bloody leg, preparing for the last fight.

Swish, swish, swish~

Quietly retreat.

The injured mercenary was breathing heavily, his heartbeat was beating like a drum, and his eyes were filled with despair.

He didn't expect that this would be his burial place. He had lost his life here in this profession.

Pistol in right hand, grenade in left hand.

Just as Tiedan thought, this guy just wanted to die together.

Before dying, kill one by one.

But as time passed, the Dragon Kingdom warriors couldn't wait to attack.

what's the situation?

five minutes later.

Tiedan and another special soldier, the little man Bizhuan of the Wolf Warrior Squadron, looked at each other and smiled.

Snapped!

A very loud slap in the face.

"Hiss~"

Tiedan suddenly gasped in pain, and his right hand kept hurting.

The mercenary assaulter was lying on the ground with gray eyes, red blood or yellow brain matter scattered all over the floor, and there was a hole as thick as a finger on his head.

The pistol and grenades were still clutched in his hands, but unfortunately they never had the chance to use them again.

"Hey, Tiedan, I'm continuing the pursuit." Banzhuan said this with a thick accent from his southern hometown, and then fled into the woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if this was his back garden. .

His resolute face is inlaid with a pair of big, persistent eyes. He is small but extremely strong, and his military skills are extremely solid.

thump!

As soon as Ban Brick left, Tiedan sat down on the ground, feeling pain all over his body.

Looking at the dead-eyed mercenaries on the ground, Tiedan grinned and glanced at the marks on the big tree above his head, feeling a little lost in thought.

Ban Brick's clean and neat moves made him feel the difference.

Even when he was in his prime, he would never be able to do it.

The chase continued, and the mercenaries were torn to pieces one by one, and they were filled with hatred in this land.

Today next year will be their death anniversary.

"Hey~" Zhuang Ming discovered something interesting.

Not far away, I saw two thin figures. Of course they were not thin, but they were just too short compared to their opponents.

Bang!

After being pushed hard, the two of them immediately flew up like rubber balls and fell heavily ten meters away.

He turned several somersaults, and even though he was wearing a bulletproof vest, he fell to pieces all of a sudden and kept coughing and retching.

These two short figures are not other people, they are two little funny guys: Die Sanba and Banzhuan.

The mercenary man was more than two meters tall and strode forward like a mountain.

The dizzy Shi Sanba stood up and wanted to give the mercenary a blow, but unfortunately he couldn't control the balance of his body and was twisted.

and

Boom!

The big old man flew up and kicked him hard on the chest.

Whoosh~

Before poor Shi Sanba could react, he flew more than ten meters away again. There was a huge difference in size, strength, and level.

The brick that had just climbed up was also kicked away by a kick.

Bang!

He hit a tree hard, his stomach churning.

Hmm~

It hurts all the time!

Pull out the pistol, like shoot.

Unfortunately, he was kicked away by Lao Maozi.

Grabbing his clothes, he picked him up and threw him heavily to the ground without hesitation.

If this was smashed, the shit would probably be thrown out.

Almost in an instant, like a monkey, Brick flipped directly along Lao Maozi's arm, which could be said to be thicker than his thigh.

A sudden pull!

Click~

"Ah~" The big old man couldn't react at all. The speed was too fast. With a scream, his left hand was cut off in a twisted arc.

thump!

He knelt heavily on the ground, grabbed Ban Brick's collar with his right hand, and hit the ground.

"Fuck!" Ban Zhuan was so frightened that he kicked Lao Lao without hesitation. On Maozi's head.

Lao Maozi trembled and his body instantly lost balance.

Bang!

The force of the bricks falling on the ground also weakened, but this also made him feel his internal organs trembling.

Keng!

Without time to think about anything else, he pulled out his dagger and slashed directly at Lao Maozi.

Damn, the strength is incomparable, doesn’t it also have weapons?

Brush, brush~

With a tiger pounce, the dagger stabbed directly at Lao Maozi's head, but the height difference between them was too big. Even if Ban Brick jumped forward with all his strength, the dagger would probably have hit his chest.

The key is

Snapped!

But Lao Maozi's blockage was like swatting a fly, causing his attack to be in vain and stop immediately.

Brush~

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Brick's hair stood on end.

Immediately raised the dagger to block.

when!

There was a huge force, and the dagger in his hand almost flew away. He suddenly stepped back several steps before standing still. Even with tactical gloves, he still felt bursts of tearing pain in the tiger's mouth.

The two confront each other.

Only then did Ban Zhui see Lao. What is Maozi holding in his hand?

One was two meters tall, holding a sharp Nepalese army knife in his hand, which exuded an icy cold light. It was also an oversized model, probably close to 90 centimeters in length.

It was much larger than the Tang Dao in Zhuang Ming's hand.

(End of chapter)