"Li Fei! Li...fei..."

Li Fei was covered in blood, and there was a bright red area everywhere in his mouth, forehead, and chest.

Seeing Li Fei's appearance, Wen Feng almost rolled over and rushed over. He shouted loudly: "Brother, don't die, please... You *** hold on to me, you haven't found the big girl of this era yet..."

How much blood can a person flow? How strong is his vitality?

Wen Feng didn't know, but when he was holding Li Fei, he still pulled the Yue army that was beaten to death by Xiao Yan, and there was a rush of fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Brother Feng, don't... don't worry about me, I can't die. I haven't lived enough yet..."

Seeing Wenfeng rushing to his side, Li Fei actually laughed. He sat up with a shaking shaking and smiled at Wenfeng, but because he seemed to twitch the wound, he grinned the corner of his mouth, and seemed very unhappy.

"Lin Xiaojun, Lin Xiaojun, you... how are you doing!"

Xiao Yan also rushed over. He saw Li Fei on the ground and the bayonets lying beside him. Zhang Zhilong disappeared. Where is Gao Jun? He really didn't know, why did this happen after he left for a moment?

"Don't worry about me, Brother Feng, Xiao Yan, you guys go quickly, let's go together, don't... don't let Li Duan run away..."

Li Fei gasped, struggled to get rid of Wenfeng and Xiao Yan's support, and then looked at the bayonet and said, "Where is the bayonet, he...what is wrong with him? Don't...I want to go and see him..."

"Battle, bayonet...and Zhang Zhilong, Xiao Yan, go and see the bayonet, I'll find Zhang Zhilong..."

He wanted to chase Li Duan, but... what about Bayonet and Zhang Zhilong? Seeing that Li Fei seemed to be in good spirits, Wen Feng had no time to observe his wounds. At this time, he had already rushed to the place where Zhang Zhilong began to fight with the enemy. Li Fei's words reminded him that he remembered that he saw Zhang Zhilong being shot, two Vietnamese troops attacking him, one was lured by Wen Feng, but the other was still chasing him.

"Zhang Zhilong...Zhang Zhilong..."

Wen Feng's mouth was dry and his eyes were a little blurry. As soon as he moved, he felt extremely painful all over his body. If he could lie down and rest, he would be willing to exchange it for a thousand taels of gold. But he knew that now was not the time to rest, and his comrades were unclear about their life and death, so how could he have the will to rest?

"Big...Captain...Captain..."

A weak voice came from the grass not far from Wen Feng. Wen Feng kept shouting loudly, and finally got a response.

"Zhang Zhi...Zhang Zhilong, you...what is wrong with you..."

Wen Fengran suddenly turned his head, feeling a strong sense of panic.

Zhang Zhilong, who is this? He is one of the best fighting masters in 8341, and he is also a martial arts master. When did he see this tough man? He always seemed powerful and when did he make such a fragile voice?

Wen Feng became panicked and didn't even dare to look back. Too many comrades fell in his arms. Could it be... Could it be that Zhang Zhilong was going to sacrifice himself in this foreign land?

"I...I...I can't get up..."

"You...I...brother, don't scare me..."

Wen Feng turned his head and found that a figure seemed to move in a grass about five meters away. A hand waved him. Wen Feng quickly took three steps and two steps. When he came to this grass that was tall, he was shocked to see two bodies piled up together.

Blood is the most dazzling color seen in literary style recently, but he has to accept this cruel reality again.

The two people's bodies were stacked together, and at the top was a tall Vietnamese. At this time, the Vietnamese's neck and back were covered with blood, and it seemed that they were dead.

"Big...Captain, I...Cough..."

Under him, a bloody face was revealed. The man seemed to be Zhang Zhilong. He was looking at Wen Feng with difficulty and was still a little angry, but the coughing sounded that a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Zhang...Zhang Zhilong, don't...don't scare me, you're okay..."

Wen Feng's eyes were filled with tears in his heart, and his heart was trembling. He never wanted to see his comrades slump in his arms again. However, just seeing Zhang Zhilong's appearance, his heart was sobbing. Zhang Zhilong's face was covered in blood, and he couldn't even get up. As soon as he spoke, a large amount of blood came out of his mouth. He... can he survive?

"Big Captain, be gentle, you... be gentle..."

Wen Feng held the Vietnamese army pressing against him, and tried to throw the Vietnamese army aside without thinking. However, just as he tried hard, Zhang Zhilong shouted and said the above words almost tremblingly.

"Ah...you...be careful...brother, you have to hold it back, can you...get it..."

It was not until this time that Wen Feng was shocked. He had just picked up the Vietnamese army and found that the enemy was holding a dagger in his hand, which was stabbing hard under Zhang Zhilong's shoulder bone. The dagger was extremely vicious and seemed to pierce Zhang Zhilong's body and nailed Zhang Zhilong to the ground.

"Pull it out... I can hold it back. The Japanese grabbed it too tightly, I...I don't have the strength to get his hand away..."

Zhang Zhilong answered Wen Feng with a loud breath, as if he stretched his head out of the Vietnamese's neck hatefully, and then pulled out a bloody hand. Only then did Wen Feng realize how fierce Zhang Zhilong was fighting with the Vietnamese army.

The Vietnamese stabbed Zhang Zhilong's shoulder with a dagger in his hand, and nailed Zhang Zhilong to the ground.

But this Vietnamese never took advantage, because Wen Feng immediately saw a terrifying hole on the Vietnamese's neck. Zhang Zhilong was spitting blood in his mouth and spitting out a large piece of human flesh. It turned out that the blood and flesh were not his own, but they were bitten from the Vietnamese's neck?

But this is not the most shocking thing. The most scary thing is that when Zhang Zhilong pulled out his hand, Wen Feng saw that the guy was covered in blood and seemed to have grabbed some things on his hand. When he finally pulled out his hand and threw away the things in his hand, it was... it seemed like a lung leaf? Or a heart... a heart? To be honest, Wen Feng really dared not look at it.

It is completely conceivable that Zhang Zhilong fought with this Vietnamese until the end. Zhang Zhilong might have consumed too much physical strength and was shot again. His strength was a little too hard, so he was overwhelmed by the Vietnamese and stabbed him in the shoulder.

But Zhang Zhilong reacted very quickly and his heart was really cruel. He tried his best to hold the Vietnamese man and bit his neck with the knife he stabbed hard by the enemy.

And that's not all. At the same time, one of his hands also pierced into the Vietnamese's body like a knife, raging wildly in the Vietnamese's body with his hands, and finally grabbed a piece of internal organ from the Vietnamese's body?

This... what kind of fighting spirit is this, and how bloody it is, Wen Feng dared not think about it again.

"Zhang...Zhang Zhilong...How are you?"

Zhang Zhilong was covered in blood, and after pulling out the dagger on his shoulder, blood surged wildly, but the kid seemed to have slapped the acupoint on his shoulder twice. He probably found some acupoint, but seeing that he was covered in blood and was obviously shot in his abdomen, Wen Feng really didn't believe this guy would be fine.

"Die...I can't die...Where are bayonets and the others? And Li..."

Zhang Zhilong took a deep breath and finally sat up with Wen Feng's support. He bit and pressed his abdomen, and his eyes flashed with war intentions and asked Wen Feng.

"The bayonet... It seems... Li Fei was injured, but I don't know what happened yet. Gao Jun... didn't see it. Fortunately, Xiao Yan came..."

Dada dada...

"No……**,***……"

Wen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Zhang Zhilong had nothing to do, so he was answering his words, but at this moment, Li Fei's roar suddenly came from the hillside, followed by a burst of gunfire.

"Not good... Xiao Yan, Li Fei..."

Wen Feng's face changed drastically, Li Fei's voice was so sad, angry and anxious that he was obviously in an extremely dangerous situation. What's wrong with him? And Xiao Yan?

"quick……"

Zhang Zhilong's face also changed color. At this time, he had just recovered and couldn't even walk steadily, but he quickly got up and rushed towards the hillside with Wen Feng.

"Xiao Yan...No..."

As Li Fei rushed to the hillside, he happened to see a Vietnamese man picking up a gun and pointing it at Xiao Yan. The bullet hit Xiao Yan with a slight bullet. At this time, Xiao Yan turned his back to him. He stood beside the bayonet, holding the gun and shooting forward. He never expected the bullet to shoot from behind.

Li Fei didn't know where the strength came. He called Xiao Yan's name in a sad voice, and rushed forward with great strides and rushed towards the Yue army attacking Xiao Yan like a flying one. The Yue army had no time to withdraw its guns and was suddenly knocked to the ground by Li Fei.

"Xiao Yan..."

Wen Feng's angry eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire. He came too late and could only look helplessly at Xiao Yan's back splashing blood, lying on the ground. When he fell down, the gun in his hand was still firing. The bullets shot forward, but they were so powerless that they could not even hold on to the gun.

"You...go to help Lin Xiaojun...quick..."

Seeing his comrades falling like this, Wen Feng didn't have time to be sad because he saw that the battle was in full swing, so he could only yell at Zhang Zhilong behind him.

At this time, Lin Xiaojun knocked the Vietnamese army with a submachine gun to the ground. At that time, he didn't know the strength there. Before the Vietnamese army could react, he used his forehead to hit the Vietnamese army's head. The Vietnamese army was hit and let out a pain, and could only fight with Li Fei for the time being. If Zhang Zhilong helped, the two injured people should be able to deal with the Vietnamese army.

However, Wen Feng was even more concerned about where Xiao Yan shot. He saw in horror that there were two comrades there, one of them seemed to be lying on the ground, with a pale face and blood on his chest. This person turned out to be Yu Hongfei.

The sound of gasping and fighting sounds kept ringing around Hongfei, and the two figures were fighting there. Wen Feng was surprised to find that the person who was fighting hard was Tian Ge, but Tian Ge was drooping with one hand, as if he couldn't use any strength. When Wen Feng looked at it, he was shocked to see a dagger on his shoulder, and the handle of the knife was exposed outside.

Yu Hongfei and Tian Ge also came down. Did they encounter an attack? They must have wanted to come down to help us, but they were blocked by the cunning Vietnamese, so they were caught off guard.

"Tian Ge, support me, I'm here..."

Wen Feng roared, and he saw Tian Ge fighting with the Vietnamese army with one hand, and he could not compete with the fierce Vietnamese in front of him.

The Vietnamese army held a spear in hand and quickly made a powerful knife. Tian Ge's gun was thrown away in the distance, and it was impossible to pose a threat to the Vietnamese army. He was killed by the Vietnamese army and retreated step by step. Wen Feng shouted and rushed forward, he happened to see Tian Ge's chest being slashed hard by the Vietnamese army.

Tian Ge shouted, took three steps in a row, and had to sit down to the ground, with a very sad and angry expression on his face. When the Vietnamese heard Wen Feng's shouting, they were even more ruthless. Seeing Tian Ge fall to the ground, he rushed over with a quick step, and the army stinged directly to Tian Ge's throat, trying to take the opportunity to kill Tian Ge.

"Damn it, you'll die! Look at the knife..."

Wen Feng wanted to fly over, but unfortunately he was too far away from the Vietnamese army, and it was beyond reach. However, he reacted very quickly. While he ran, he touched the fallen Xiao Yan and grabbed the dagger from his waist with a flash of sword light and roared, and threw the dagger towards the Vietnamese army.

With a clang, Wen Feng's loud shout and the thrown dagger still worked. The Vietnamese army was about to win, but they were unwilling to die with Tian Ge. The man's eyesight and reaction speed were really amazing. He pulled the dagger that was stabbed towards Tian Ge, and then blocked it in front of his chest, and even blocked Wen Feng's dagger.

But then he frowned because he soon discovered that the flying knife that Wen Feng threw was bluffing again, and there was no threat at all, but wasted the best opportunity for him to kill Tian Ge.

"***, come on to me..."

But at this time he knew that the situation was too late. Wen Feng had already flew to him. Although his hands and body were unarmed, his eyes were staring at him with a blazing cold light, which made him dare not do anything again.

"I will definitely kill you!"

This person is Li Yiqin, a six-member special service team. He knew that escaping might be wiped out. After a simple exchange with Li Duan, he made a desperate bet and led all his team members to launch a counterattack on the Hurricane Squadron that was catching up.

The attack was suddenly hit, and when Wen Feng and his team exhausted their physical strength, they actually received miraculous effects. At this time, when they saw Wen Feng rushing in front of him, he felt that the victory was not very far away, because these people were obviously at the end of their strength and were all shaking.

"If I kill you, the old guy will die!"

Although Wen Feng was in a bad state and was not strong enough, he was not afraid at all. He looked at Li Yiqin with a sneer, not wondering why he spoke so well in Chinese. He just stared at him intently, preparing for the life and death battle he was about to face.

This should be the last Vietnamese army. Wen Feng knew that this might be the last battle to decide the outcome, so even though he saw Li Yiqin holding a bayonet in his hand and acting extremely fiercely, he would never want to lose this last chance to succeed.

"Want to get a gun? Go and die..."

Tian Ge was not idle at this time. Seeing Wen Feng rushing to help him, he had already climbed up when Wen Feng Zheng Dao.

Seeing Wen Feng confronting Li Yiqin, his eyes turned, and the only remaining right hand suddenly stretched out to the left, trying to grab the svd sniper rifle on the ground. Li Yiqin was always paying attention to his movements. Will he have a chance to catch the gun? Naturally, he rushed over with a quick step and rushed towards him with one knife...

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