~Date: ~November 07~

Two strong men on this side collided like thunder, and the earth dragon turned over.&&

Xing Taizhang and Sheng Long did not run far away, but they were entangled.

The stick shadows are chaotic in all directions, and the sword light is broken and the snow is cold.

In the mist of snow, murderous intent is like dust.

The red figure flashed in the snow fog, and the monster waving its knives chased after Sheng Long.

The fine snow powder, just a little turbulent, swept the strong wind and scattered in the surrounding space. Although it is not that rich, it can still last for a while.

The battle, at the moment of contact, disrupts the rhythm and enters the strongest sound.

When Zhang Huchen collided with the enemy, what flashed through his mind was not the subsequent fighting style of the enemy, but the question of not attacking them together.

I don’t know if this person is confident or stupid. I’m rushing out by myself because I’m afraid that others will steal his spoils?

Or are they just guarding each other, afraid that the other party will attack them secretly?

If you want to say, the monk's appearance has an enemy of not low strength, otherwise he would not be so confident and dared to face the rush. He is also bald, what the monk doesn't know is that his opponent has gained a lot of benefits in the scene world.

In the harsh situation of the arm being grabbed, the strong man was able to control his body, exert his strength in his legs, and continuously kicked Zhang Huchen's lower abdomen. However, Zhang Huchen's defense was comparable to a turtle. By the time the monk discovered that his attacks from his many powerful enemies were ineffective, it was too late.

Although the power of striking will not cause any direct damage to the enemy, striking can become part of the attack technique and definitely has its own effect.

You should know that the position of the human body to control balance is on the head. When the body loses its normal state and the body's habits and balance is broken, it will weaken its control over the body. Therefore, hitting is a skill, using the earth as a weapon to attack the enemy's eyes, and the floating snow on the ground will spread out, revealing a ground as hard as iron stone.

The tender grass branches and fertile soil are usually as solid as rocks and frozen as steel under the cold wind. The monk's body gradually loses its control ability. Every impact will cause his joints to be shaken. The impact on the body will become greater and greater, and the pain of falling is getting stronger and stronger.

The monk thought he had already trained his body into copper and iron bones, but he did not expect that the damage caused by using the ground as an attack weapon was so terrifying.

The loss of balance and the rapid transmission of gravity make the body joints unable to withstand huge impacts of force, causing the body to lose control. Not to mention that Zhang Huchen used his original energy to attack the enemy's restraint on the body from time to time, which finally caused the enemy to completely lose its defensive ability and be at the mercy of others.

In the sixth round of the fall, the enemy had already lost consciousness. This was a manifestation of strong attributes and adequate protection. After a few strokes, he completely fell. Even when Zhang Huchen stood upside down, he had completely lost control of his body.

Although Zhang Huchen had no mission, he still succeeded in drawing blood to the other two people. After all, they are in the same team now.

Not tall enough, Zhang Huchen grabbed the enemy's ankle and jumped up, smashing the enemy's head into the messy snowflakes, exposed cold ground, and the shiny head first pressed on the ground. Then, Zhang Huchen's big foot kicked the strong man's neck, and with a click, it was twisted and had no chance of survival.

Trouble is actually just a matter of 10% and the battle is over.

The first move is to test, the opponent's strength is not as strong as himself. Zhang Huchen already knew it the moment he worked with him, and the enemy also knew it.

However, at this time, what he was fighting for was reaction and perception. Zhang Huchen was able to lift the enemy up in an instant and successfully grasped the wrist he wanted to escape. The emperor's pocket watch seized the opportunity.

The Emperor's pocket watch has an additional attribute of 2, timing, so that you can better master the rhythm and exert the power of your skills in battle.

The rhythm, timing, and basic power are so simple, but Zhang Huchen's basic fighting is as high as level seven, and he also has many advantages.

After Fei Ping's guidance, Zhang Huchen was no longer the rookie he had ever been.

Traditional attack technology emphasizes the focus on the smooth and connected. Now, Zhang Huchen, who has barely reached the threshold, can already use this technique.

When the hands were pinched together, Zhang Huchen kicked his feet towards the opponent's head-on bone in the face of the opponent's calf.

Grasping the timing and controlling the rhythm make the enemy fall behind everywhere and unable to keep up with the reaction. The muscles and nerves are ready to express the movements they want.

That's why, with that magical scene, Zhang Huchen seemed to have transformed into an invincible warrior and beat this strong man like a straw man.

In the eyes of others, just a meeting, a strong man who was as crazy as a train and as fierce as a tank, lying on the ground like a broken pocket.

This time, the beast-turned skeleton did not participate in the battle, but started to do his job and monitor the enemy's life breath to achieve the level of mastering the movement at any time.

To Zhang Huchen, these people are even more threatening.

The attack power of the guns and the pressure on the challenger are stronger than any stealth effect. The number of Japanese soldiers in a small team reached twenty people. I don’t know what dangers are hidden here.

With such a number, you can kill any challenger in seconds with just one volley. Zhang Huchen's blood volume is no exception.

Don’t look at the inconspicuous Japanese soldiers. If they are all ready for attacking postures, it would be useless for Zhang Huchen to have mysterious ring protection. Two rounds of volleys can make him doomed.

Of course, this is a case of hitting wooden stakes, but no one can guarantee that the bullets have eyes and will not be nailed to him.

In response to this situation, Zhang Huchen had a plan. - He ran out of the underground confinement room and brought these plot characters to this.

The explosion of the grenade outside is a signal for the face of Shenquan in the room.

When Zhang Huchen went out, he told him that if a battle broke out outside, then Shen Quan’s task was to let the Japanese soldiers take the initiative and attack the enemy’s flanks. As for where the enemy’s position was, the squirrels would lead the way.

So, when Shen Quan gathered the team and gathered everyone together, the squirrel stopped in the snow at the door.

"People should pay attention to it, take me as the benchmark and attack and advance in a scattered army." Shen Quan and Lu Jinsuo each have their own division of labor. These Japanese devils are Shen Quan's subordinates, and Lu Jinsuo is accompanied by Lao Zhong≈ Chengjia, Pi Nanlou, Ma Dalin, and Park Qingsheng.

As for the other people who borrowed from Mr. Tong San, all ignored him.

Luo Xuefei was also a constant master. When he saw Shen Quan and his friends walked out of the room, the six of them followed.

"Brother, what's the situation? Do you need help?"

"No. After our battle begins, you can follow behind and take a look, but be careful and keep a distance to avoid accidental injury." Chen Quan's little eyes rolled a few times, and said without looking at it.

Are you so disgusting? Luo Xuefei's brain was buzzing and Chen Quan said, "Brother, I was sent by Master Tong San to protect Young Master He! You can't leave us alone!"

"Save it. When the attack signal is launched, if you interfere with our combat operations, I can kill you!" Chen Quan was surrounded by soldiers in the bullet chamber, no matter who sent you.

I, the king of heaven, is not as important as the tiger master!

Chen Quan waved his hand and led the Japanese in the front row, followed by Lu Jinsuo.

This style almost made Luo Xuefei behind him faint. Finally, the weather was cold and his mind quickly woke up. I saw how you died later. If the attack was blocked, I would like to ask me for help. At that time, I will insist on stuffing some nice things to you.

Luo Xuefei had already imagined the pleasure of venting his anger in front of this little dwarf.

The squirrel was jumping and moving to the side, Zhang Huchen was hedging the strong man here.

The stopping location is less than fifty meters away from the Japanese soldiers.

This is the temporary camping point found by the Japanese soldiers. There was a slope blocking the wind by a ditch. They also brought sleds and wooden rafts. When the sled stopped, the wooden rafts pierced the ground, which was the windproof wall. Despite this, they carried not much charcoal and fuel. They had been in the strong wind for a day, and even their arms were stiff. The army tents and backpacks were almost frozen into hard shells.

Chen Quan didn't say anything, took out the grenade and raised it in front of several Japanese devils. He had already told these Japanese prisoners that everything was based on Chen Quan's movements, so several people took out the grenades and prepared to throw them. Lu Jinsuo, who was following behind, also took out the grenades and unscrewed the fire hat at Shen Quan's instructions.

Because Chen Quan was led by a squirrel, he was the first to fall on the ground and crawled forward in a low position.

The snow was strong and the wind was strong, and the Japanese could not even see twenty meters away. Such a distance was equally difficult for Chen Quan.

The snow foam was blown by the strong wind, and people were lying on the ground. If they were less than one meter high, even if they reached five meters away, they would not be able to see anyone who had been frozen for a day. Although they had received the warm-up order, most of them were still curled up as if they were shrimps, trying hard to maintain the warmth in their bodies.

Chen Quan had already seen the Japanese's yellow military uniform, and the marks on the snow were as obvious as signal flares.

Looking at the distance, there were still more than ten meters away, Chen Quan jumped up and shouted: "Kill the Japanese!"

He pulled off the line of fire in his hand, touched his hands, and opened his bows left and right. He threw out the two grenades specially produced by the Beicang Arsenal and seized by the Japanese. At the same time, Lu Jinsuo was also the ones he threw out.

Then, the grenades of others were also hitting and hitting, causing the fire hat safety medicine to burn and thrown into the enemy's position.

On heavy snowy days, the pile of yellow military uniforms and uncleaned tents were really conspicuous.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosion sounds were connected, and Lu Jinsuo's combat skills were the first to open fire. He held a submachine gun in both hands, and the metal folded gun handle was pressed on his shoulder. This was learned from Zhang Huchen's movements. However, the safety of shooting in this way was not high. Because of the design of the bolt shell throwing, such a shooting action was easy to slap the shell in the face, or even blind the eyes.

Lu Jinsuo can't care about so many shooting, and this way can ensure maximum accuracy, so you have to do this when taking risks.

The flames spurted, and his distorted face roared towards the Japanese position, and even ran and hit the trigger while running, his fingers pulled the trigger, but they never let go. The barrage swept towards the Japanese position like a fan.

Before the fire from the grenade was extinguished, the bullets pressed the fire and swept in. When they hit their confused body, several figures like wolves rushed into the battlefield under the cover of the rain of bullets. The two bayonets were naturally the personal guards beside Zhang Huchen, Hasegawa.

Since giving Zhang Huchen a knife, Hasegawa has spent a few tricks to practice holding a bayonet with his hands. Although he is not skilled, he is still decent.

We must use bravery to repay the Lord’s recognition of me. Hasegawa always holds this idea in every battle, so he is particularly brave and excited.

The same is true for this battle. After throwing the grenade, the Japanese rush out first, causing Kozuka and Rikimi who had hesitated behind him to curse secretly. They pulled out the bayonet and latched on the rifle, rushed forward and rushed to protect the flanks.

Although they compete fiercely, they still know how to cooperate in the battle. After all, no matter who breaks the formation and kills the enemy, they represent the Lord Wushen.

Your grandma, Lao Zhong cursed in his heart, ran two steps to the side, raised his gun and blew a Japanese man's head. If he wanted to shoot, there were no living people anymore!

Pinanlou was the worst, and he didn't even have a chance to shoot, but he just lost two grenades.

Looking at the proud Japanese, Lao Pi was so angry that he snorted coldly and spitted on the ground. These Japanese Japanese were so shameless. For the sake of military achievements, they would rather block their own army's shooting route, so that they would not be afraid that I would be anxious and hit your black gun!

Hasegawa was the most skillful one. He rushed into the position first, stabbed into the eyes of a Japanese man, and rushed into the soldier's neck with another bayonet. However, at this time, he rolled away from the enemy's bayonet attack, drilled into the enemy's crotch, hooked the enemy down, pulled out the turtle box that was carrying the waist, and fucked the enemy over.

Seeing that each person had only one, Kozuka and looked at Hasegawa who had cleaned the bayonet, he wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood. He ignored his identity and only showed his courage. This enemy must have been the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was imitating the samurai.

Shen Quan was so happy just now, but this time he had no place to cry. The grenade was thrown so well just now. A large number of Japanese guns and military uniforms were damaged. This made Shen Quan, who was willing to search for spoils in the enemy, gritted his teeth hard, holding his anger, but had nowhere to vent.

He could not exude anger at the Japanese prisoners. They fought bravely and charged forward; they could not attack the brothers behind him? He did not teach himself a lesson when he knew it!

Chen Quan suddenly felt that he had lost his favorite thing, and his sad and painful expression was not noticed by anyone under the cover of his dark face.

Lao Zhong ignored those things, his hands and feet quickly rolled off the Japanese devils he killed, leaving only a gray-yellow, dirty loincloth for them.

Luo Xuefei was still preparing to see these guys being unlucky, but unexpectedly, they took the battle in one charge. Moreover, looking at the expression of the boy who was bullied just now, these Japanese were not even able to distinguish them!

How did he know that Chen Quan felt sorry for the broken clothes and equipment.

"Sweep the battlefield and build a line of defense." Chen Quan waved his hand weakly, and Hasegawa and others took off all the equipment and clothes of the corpses. Chen Quan had nothing to do with his personal belongings. He didn't like money or paper money. These were things that could be left privately.

The prisoners of these Japanese soldiers changed their attitudes so quickly that Chen Quan was extremely surprised.

I never thought that the Japanese devils, like wolves and tigers, were like cats, and were not even in trouble. What exactly was that they convinced them so much. Is it just the guess of the reincarnation of the martial god?
To be continued...