Chapter 74 Night Attack (5) [Additional update for the hesitant road ahead]
Where did Hu Biao go? Of course he couldn't have run away.
In fact, as soon as he rushed into the Tatar camp, Hu Biao rushed towards the white-armored soldier, the strongest Tatar.
He knew that not only should he capture the thief first, but he also had to entangle this guy to prevent him from gathering his men together.
Otherwise, considering that the rookies on their side have only hastily practiced martial arts and battle formation coordination in the past few days, it would be strange to be able to defeat professional bandits like the opponent.
Perhaps in the battle a few days ago, the white-armored Tatar soldiers had long remembered Hu Biao, a Ming army man who had killed his own people.
With the same intention of killing the opponent's leader first, he grabbed a thick-backed broadsword, slapped away an arrow that was aimed at him, and then howled towards Hu Biao.
For a moment, there was a king versus king situation on the battlefield.
At that time, there was a distance of about 12 or 3 meters between the two of them. Without even thinking about it, Hu Biao quickly pulled out another throwing knife from his waist with his right hand.
Facing the white-armored soldier's face, he greeted him with all his strength.
The main reason was that the opponent didn't take off his white armor even when he was resting. He was just not wearing a helmet.
God knows! Why is this guy so cautious? But Hu Biao knew that if his flying knife didn't hit the opponent's front door, there would be no way to kill him with one hit.
Afterwards, Hu Biao cursed: "Fuck~"
His tone sounded extremely depressed.
Because within fifteen meters, Hu Biao had practiced throwing the flying knife very fast and urgently. It could be said that if he wanted to throw the knife into the left eye of the puppet, it would definitely be wrong to deflect it to the right eye.
But it can be said that such a flying knife is inevitable.
In the crisis, the white-armored Tatar took a step to the left and made a hasty dodge, so that the flying knife could only hit his right shoulder.
Fortunately, this flying knife was inserted into the left shoulder of the white-armored Tartar along the gap between the armor plates.
Unfortunately, it is estimated that the flying knife did not penetrate very deep. After a cry of pain from the Tatar's mouth, he actually kept walking and came forward with the flying knife on his shoulder.
It's just that the movement of my left arm is a little inconvenient.
In the blink of an eye, the white-armored soldiers, who were as ferocious as wild boars, had already rushed within three or four meters in front of Hu Biao.
Fortunately, after Hu Biao threw the flying knives, he immediately grasped the gun barrel with his right hand and resumed the assassination posture of holding the gun with both hands.
Facing the white-armored Tatar soldiers who rushed up, he shouted the word "kill" in his mouth, and then used his waist, abdomen, arms, and back to exert force at the same time.
The spear that had been practiced countless times was already like a bolt of lightning, thrust towards the opponent's abdomen with all its strength.
So what if the opponent is wearing a piece of iron armor? He, Hu Biao, was sweating in the training ground. His sweat was not in vain.
Except for plate armor, which cannot be pierced by a full-strength shot, other types of armor such as Mingguang, Shanwen, and fine scales can still be pierced by a single shot.
The only thing I'm worried about is that this Tatar is not a dead target. His thick body is very unscientific and very flexible. I'm afraid that if I shoot him, I might miss him.
Therefore, Hu Biao’s target was his opponent’s larger abdomen.
Facing Hu Biao's fierce shot, the Tatar actually refused to dodge; as he continued to move forward, the thick-backed sword in his hand had already slashed at him.
Less than a second later, the spear in Hu Biao's hand successfully hit the target.
But at this moment, Hu Biao felt something was hugely wrong. Specifically, his hand felt wrong.
In the system's training ground, he probably pierced hundreds of pieces of armor in succession; when the spear head penetrated various kinds of armor, it definitely didn't feel like this.
Therefore, the white-armored Tatar soldiers may be wearing other armor under the iron armor, and they are actually wearing double armor.
Damn! This big dog, they don’t even have one piece of armor per person.
As a result, the shot that was originally full of lethality seemed a bit inadequate. It was unable to kill the opponent at all, and instead put itself in great danger.
In the flash of lightning, the above thoughts flashed through Hu Biao's mind, ignoring that the spear in his hand was his only serious weapon.
He let go of the spear in his hand and quickly retreated behind him.
It was also such an action that saved Hu Biao's life; the sword of the white-armored Tatar soldiers who slashed at his neck narrowly missed and failed to break his neck.
But the sharp tip of the knife still passed in front of Hu Biao.
In an instant, his jacket was torn through, and a bright spark appeared on the surface of the bright armor inside.
In addition, Hu Biao actually felt a sharp pain between his chest and abdomen.
However, the commander is desperate, and some of his bigger crises are still to come.
After cutting off the barrel of the spear stuck in his lower abdomen, the white-armored Tatar soldier, with a fierce expression on his face, actually had a spearhead on his body, and he continued to chase Hu Biao and kill him.
In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Hu Biao, who was not fast due to his retreating movement and had just pulled out a short horse machete in his hand.
Damn it! How do you hit it with a gadget as long as a kitchen knife?
Fortunately, at this time, two netizens named "Erwan" and "Jiutong" finally rushed over. The spears in their hands were pointed at the Tatar's neck, and they stabbed the Tatar's waist.
It's just that the huge difference in combat effectiveness between the rookies and the elite Tatar soldiers was revealed at the beginning.
The white-armored soldier grabbed Jiutong's thrusting spear with his left hand, pulled it back, raised his left leg and kicked Jiutong, the old man's beer belly.
Immediately, Jiutong, who was about 1.7 meters tall and weighed no less than 200 kilograms, flew backwards.
After the nine tubes flew at least seven or eight meters and landed on the ground, he held his stomach and vomited crazily. He vomited out a lot of the mutton he had eaten for dinner, and the mutton was mixed with a lot of blood.
Thinking about it, the power of this kick was quite astonishing, causing this netizen to immediately lose his fighting ability.
The thick-backed broadsword in the right hand of the white-armored soldier Tatar cut off twenty thousand spears thrust into his neck with one blow, making the spear completely miss.
Then, while the sword was flipping over, he stabbed Erwan in the air with a spear, causing Erwan to lose his balance at his feet and chop him off again.
Thanks to Hu Biao's eagerness, he threw the malaysian machete in his hand at the white-armored soldier's face, causing the white-armored soldier's movements to deform when he dodged.
But even so, one cut of Erwan's left arm was still cut off, leaving only a short section of about ten centimeters.
It is said that Erwan, who is a lecturer at a training institution, has never experienced such inhuman suffering.
The right hand was covering the arm that was spewing blood like crazy, and it was rolling violently on the ground like a snake with its head cut off.
It was like the white-armored soldiers seriously injured two people in the blink of an eye.
And in the blink of an eye, after killing the two rookies, the white-armored Tatar soldiers continued to kill Hu Biao, with a very unyielding attitude.
The three rookies who made it to the end finally arrived at this time.
But after seeing their two companions being knocked down by each other as if they were killing chickens, they were so frightened that they did not dare to move forward with their spears in hand.
Fortunately, this scene was seen by Xu Feng, who was fifteen or sixteen meters away.
Although he didn't arrive in time, he shouted: "Throw the kitchen knife~"
Instinctively, the three rookies released their right hands holding the guns, pulled out the kitchen knives from the holsters on their belts, and threw them at the white-armored Tatar soldier.
Unfortunately, this time the kitchen knife tactic did not have the same effect as Yu Hanfeng.
With a flick of the big knife in his hand, the white-armored soldier knocked away a kitchen knife that was aimed at the door.
As for the two kitchen knives that hit his chest and abdomen, he didn't pay attention at all; there was no need to pay attention because the kitchen knife hit the back of the iron armor on his body and caused a spark before being bounced away.
Seeing this scene in his eyes, Hu Biao knew that he could not go on like this. He bent down with his hands free, moved his right shoulder forward and bumped into the white-armored soldier.
He used his own body to hit the gun head hanging on the white-armored soldier's lower abdomen.
Finally, in this collision, the spear head penetrated deeply, and the white-armored soldier's left wrist, wearing an iron armguard, hit Hu Biao's ear.
He heard a violent roar in his ears and fell to the ground.
Afterwards, both of them fell to the ground and fought each other.
The white-armored Tatar soldier's casserole-sized fists hit Hu Biao's head one after another. After one punch, Hu Biao's head was severely dizzy.
Hu Biao picked up a certain spring kitchen knife and hacked at the white-armored soldiers randomly...
