Chapter 188 Trapped Beasts and Dead Carriers Part 4
Chapter 188 The trapped beast and the dead bear (4)
A minute and a half later, Hu Biao and others began to take action, desperately moving forward to push the Huns back into the gate for a maximum of two minutes.
He was shot in the chest and lower abdomen almost at the same time.
Under the huge impact force, Huang Yizhi, the number one yellow fat man in the team, along with the armor on his body and the secondary weapons hanging on his body, were struck by the huge impact force.
With a body weighing at least 300 kilograms, he fell down when he raised his head and almost threw sparks from the rocks.
As for the second Fatty Huang, he is just like the leader of the team.
Anyway, maybe because in the modern world, various high-calorie junk foods are too easy to obtain, there are quite a few fat people in the team now.
And the most famous one among them is Huang Yizhi.
When the back of his helmet-wearing head fell heavily to the bluestone ground, he almost forced his last breath out of his chest and abdomen.
As if he was still alive, Huang Yizhi looked up and saw a strong Xiongnu man with bare feet, brandishing a hammer in his hand to hit him.
That hammer is not a warhammer for fighting, it should be used by blacksmiths to strike iron.
But as long as it hits yourself, the heavy armor on your body, which can protect you from stabbing and chopping with swords and guns, cannot protect you from such blunt weapon attacks at all.
If a guy comes down, he can directly hammer himself to death.
Instinctively, Huang Yizhi struggled to retreat a little to avoid this fatal attack.
At such a critical moment, I found that I had no strength left in my body; let alone struggling to retreat, I couldn't even do simple actions such as supporting my body and moving back a little.
There is no way! Huang Yizhi is too weak now.
Even though he was not involved in the battle for a long time, it only lasted for three minutes in total. He was definitely not a man who could not last for three minutes.
The key problem is that the fighting process was too intense.
God knows! How many times did he suffer attacks from the Huns in the battle just now?
Even if he paid attention to using a shield to protect his vital parts, the armor on his body was still strong enough; among the dense wounds on his body, none was fatal at all.
On the contrary, it is the counterattack in his hands that can kill opponents with light armor or even no armor every time.
But after suffering too many attacks, his whole body was now like a bloody gourd, with wounds everywhere.
Due to the pain in his body and the exhaustion of his energy, he actually didn't even have the strength to dodge when faced with the fatal attack that was about to come.
Fortunately, Huang Yizhi is not fighting alone. He is surrounded by a group of teammates who can be completely trusted and will deliver the goods from behind.
In terms of current weight, Huang Yizhi has exceeded 200 kilograms.
Seeing the barefoot man striding forward with the hammer in his hand raised high, he thought he was about to send it.
I was surprised to see that the strong Huns man died.
As if he had been hit hard by a stick, his forehead tilted back, and at the same time, a short crossbow arrow appeared in front of his face, and it penetrated deeply.
And the bigger surprise is yet to come.
He was so heavy that after he realized that he was grabbed by the collar, he was dragged towards the back; that is to say, the dragging speed was a little slower, as if he had not eaten.
Upon seeing this, Huang Yizhi instinctively wanted to complain: Brother, are you planning to show me your weakness?
After looking up, oh! It’s okay...
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Because Huang Yizhi discovered that it was the white-haired girl Ali, holding a one-handed crossbow that had just been fired in one hand, and struggling to slide her collar back with the other hand.
Even at this moment, with Ali's mumbling mouth, he couldn't hear the specific content of what he was yelling about.
He can also think clearly that the other person must be asking about his weight; but in such greetings, he can still feel a huge sense of peace of mind.
And after he fell, in the vacant position, there was a bloody spear in his hand, Lang Qing, which he also pushed forward at this time.
Use your own body to plug up the gap that was just exposed.
To block it, they exchanged attacks with the opponent who had just come up in front of them; that is, they each stabbed the other's chest with the spear in their hands.
But because Lang Qing was heavily armored, the opponent only had a bare chest with a large amount of chest hair that had curled under the high temperature.
So unsurprisingly, Lang Qing had the last laugh.
But even so, Lang Qing still showed pain on his face.
Because the force of the opponent's spear was amazing, the moment it hit him, the opponent's spear point not only pierced the heavy armor all over his body, but also stabbed a small wound in his chest.
More importantly, he even faintly heard a 'click~' at that time.
With such a sound, Lang Qing, who had several related experiences, naturally knew that it must be that one of his ribs had been stabbed.
Faced with such an injury, Lang Qing knew the most correct way to deal with it. It was best for him to lie down immediately, do nothing, never move, and wait for professionals to come to treat him.
Because a slightly larger movement may cause the broken ribs to continue to dislocate.
If not, those sharp bone stubbles will pierce the soft internal organs, or pierce the critical large blood vessels in the heart and chest.
Anyway, no matter where it was stabbed, it was a fatal injury, and it might be too late to save it even with an immediate operation.
The problem is that at this time every combat power is crucial to this battle.
Only by squeezing out everyone's fighting power can we win this battle. Lying down and doing nothing? Isn't this nonsense?
However, facing this situation, Lang Qing still made some preparations, which can even be described as explaining the funeral arrangements.
After he drew out his gun, he stabbed a Huns to death again, and received a stab wound on his shoulder. He shouted behind him:
"Listen up to those behind me, please take over my position. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long."
"I know~" shouted Hu Biao.
After throwing a flying knife and killing a target who was wearing iron armor and seemed to be a small boss, he yelled like this and agreed.
Otherwise? If he were in Lang Qing's position, he would have made the same choice. There wouldn't be so much hypocrisy.
After Hu Biao had just agreed, upon discovering something, he immediately tilted his head to the left in a panic.
The reason for this was that in the corner of his eye, he saw a Huns archer, quietly squeezing behind several rushing Huns.
A bow in his hand has been drawn, and the arrow is faintly pointed at him.
Immediately, Hu Biao tilted his head.
Otherwise, if you wait until someone shoots an arrow and then you start to dodge, do you think it's a movie? If you turn sideways gently, you can easily dodge an arrow, and you can even catch the arrow and throw it back.
Even the bows and arrows used by the Huns were horse bows with slightly lower bow power.
The speed of an arrow shot out reaches a speed of 40 meters per second. When the current distance is less than ten meters away, after the opponent shoots it, it is basically impossible to avoid it.
This is indeed the case, even if Hu Biao turned his head in time.
The Huns shot an arrow, which also flew past his helmet; if he hadn't tilted his head in advance, the arrow would have hit him right in the face and taken him away.
With huge lingering fear in his heart, Hu Biao habitually cursed:
"Old Hei, warehouse manager, what the hell are you two doing..."
