They have been involved in the defense of Chaodu for a week and are engaged in high-intensity battles every day, but the situation is still getting worse and worse.
The middle-level nests have basically been lost. Now everyone has retreated to the top-level nests, but the size of the top-level nests is limited and can no longer accommodate so many refugees. Many people have to live in dangerous war zones.
At the same time, there are a large number of channels leading to the top nest. These channels may not be very wide and cannot be passed by large machinery, but they can allow small green troops to penetrate in. During this period, Bahram and others have been running between the channels to defend.
The narrow terrain can limit the numerical advantage of the enemy, and Astart, who is far more physically than mortals, is easier to play in such places.
But their number is still too small.
After a fierce battle, Bahram and his companions got separated. Now he must meet with his friendly forces on the battlefield full of dangers.
Walking in the empty passage, the recruit Astart was on guard. Whether it was the vent above his head or the emergency exit on both sides, green skins could appear at any time.
His weapons are only a blaster, a combat knife, a grenade, and two spare magazines.
As he walked, he suddenly felt something following him. When he turned his head, he found nothing - no shadow, no heat, no sound, and even no breath.
But the threat of being peeped still exists, as if a cold knife was crossed alone in his throat.
Maybe it was the fierce battle that made him too nervous?
Bahram shook his head and pressed the communicator button again, but there was only rustling white noise inside.
But as soon as he turned around, he felt a strong wind coming, and subconsciously he raised the bomb gun and pushed forward.
The moment it came into contact with the blaster, the strength of the knife changed slightly in an instant. Although the pressure did not change, the angle of the knife changed slightly.
Then, Bahram raised his right elbow and suddenly waved backwards, slamming his chin where he was holding the thing.
The knife cut his cuffs, and Bahram smoothed his cuffs as the enemy was knocked to the ground by his elbow.
But at this time the enemy who fell to the ground attacked him again and grabbed his feet. For a moment, the two of them fell to the ground at the same time, fighting each other with their arms, trying to win a powerful position for themselves.
It was not until then that Bahram saw that the one who attacked him was a green leather wearing a camouflage jacket with a red headband tied on his head.
"Disgusting reptile!"
Bahram tried hard to keep his center of gravity, punched the enemy sideways, pushed the enemy away, quickly stood up, and pulled the saber from the belt - his bomb gun had just been thrown aside.
The green skin was also a good fighter. He jumped up with the force of his back and legs, his body was hunched over, maintaining a defensive posture, and holding a knife in his right hand.
How could an ordinary green skin do such a move?
Bahram was a little doubtful. The enemy's movements were perfect and could approach him quietly - all of which showed that the enemy was a professional killer, an expert who was good at stealth and assassination.
But when you look closely, Bahram found that the green skin was not very strong, but the weapon was quite special.
Just as the blade in the shape of a leaf is shorter than the rubber-wrapped shank, the blade has a series of perforations, which can reduce its weight without destroying the knife structure. Moreover, the thing is also glowing blue light, and it is obviously not a homemade weapon made by green skin, but a captured weapon.
Bahram stared at the tyrannical eyes of the enemy, and they were circulating with each other. Bahram lowered his body according to the battle group's standard fighting technique and maintained a certain angle. He gently held the saber in his right hand, allowing the blade to extend his fist and keep it in an angle with his body.
This strange sword technique was also taught by Professor Thor. It took them several years to understand the difference between this technique and ordinary fighting skills.
Then, he raised his left hand and clenched his hand into a fist.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!
The green skin rushed over and stabbed the knife directly at Bahram.
He was extremely fast, and the blade swept across the recruit's shoulders, only one punch from his neck.
When Bahram was about to take a feint attack and block it, the blade swept back again. The collision between the handles made the knife in Greenskin's hand retract the handle in a slight aura sound, then stretched out again, and changed the angle as the palm rotated.
This series of dazzling operations caught Bahram off guard, and the blade instantly stabbed into his blocked left forearm, leaving a pool of blood on the floor.
"Good guy!"
Bahram jumped backwards, but the green skin was still chasing frantically, changing the angle of the blade again, so that the knife could stab the enemy before the fist.
The recruit blocked the attack with a knife again, then kicked the enemy, and the leather boots directly hit the enemy's left knee.
The enemy retreated.
It is obvious that the actual combat is not as easy as training. Fighting training includes a lot of handling, sprinting and pushing.
The green skin in front of him was almost separated from the normal behavioral logic of Green skin. After each feint attack and block, he immediately rushed towards Bahram and kept oppressing his movement space, causing the footsteps of the Astart recruits to disorder.
Sometimes, after the green skin uses an upward blow, it will sweep the knife over Bahram's body again.
However, if Bahram knew that he was fighting against the strongest killer under the boss of the Green Blood Axe clan, the boss of the "Sneaky Rat", he might not have felt so strange.
"Come again!"
After dodging another fatal blow, they rushed towards each other. This time, Bahram no longer stabbed the opponent with a knife, but instead directly blocked the enemy's blade with his close-knit left fist.
The blade cut a hole in the joint, but the knife slipped on the fist, so Bahram grabbed the enemy with his right fist.
They wrestled together, and Bahram suppressed the enemy under the advantage of physique and height, and the enemy's left hand also strangled his throat, grabbing him hard like an iron hand.
Bahram coughed twice, and the muscles in his neck were fighting against the enemy's hands.
Then he pushed the enemy towards the wall regardless of it and smashed it a few times. The enemy grabbed the knife again and stabbed the reverse blade at Bahram's wrist.
As a counterattack, Bahram stabbed his knife directly into the triceps on the opponent's arm.
After a muffled groan, they pushed each other away, and blood flowed out of the wounds on their arms.
Bahram was a little panting, but the enemy did not make any sound, as if he could not feel the pain, or the pain did not prevent him, but just roared in a low voice.
A few seconds later, the green skin came again, and Bahram lowered his body to block it.
But as soon as we approached, the enemy threw the knife grabbed by his right hand towards his left hand, and the blade adjusted the angle in the air, so that the direction of the attack changed from the upper right to the lower left attack.
The blade stabbed into Bahram's right shoulder, and the bulletproof armor and the filling inside resisted part of the attack, but he still felt a hot pain on his right side, hitting his ribs and breathing.
The next second, the blade was pulled out, blood gushed out, and the heat of blood remained along the sleeve and fell to the ground along the hilt of the knife.