Chapter 84 - This is an era of the weak and the strong
The "Red Scorpion" soldiers standing guard around the camp turned a blind eye to the fight that was about to break out between the two groups in the camp. It seemed that this was a very normal thing. It seemed that fights in the camp were just a common occurrence and no one would stand up to stop it.
The other factions, on the other hand, took their time to make room for the "Saber" and "Lone Wolf" groups, pretending to be watching the show.
"Old Yakov, you are an old lone wolf. It's time to retreat! All of your men belong to my "Saber"!" The scars on "Saber's" face shook together with the scars all over his body, and he clenched his fists.
, there was a crunching sound, and he waved his hand, "Here it is!" After saying that, he rushed straight towards the lone wolf Yakov.
The men of the "Saber" made strange screams and rushed over with their bare hands. Who said that fists can't kill people? The "Red Scorpion" organization turned a blind eye to the fights between these new bandits who were still being reorganized.
, with a closed-eye attitude, some elites can still be screened out through survival of the fittest. As for the weak ones who have been eliminated, of course there is no need to continue to waste food.
"Red Scorpion" can accept that those old gangsters naturally have their own plans. When the "Dark Night" squadron competed with an armed smuggling team, its unusual combat effectiveness came from this unspoken rule.
The two groups howled and rushed together, without any politeness at all. The muffled sounds of punches to the flesh continued to fill the entire camp, and the screams were intertwined with the heavy impact of falling to the ground.
The two leaders faced each other. The desert bandit "Saber" was young and strong, and his moves were fierce. Yakov, the "lone wolf" from the KGB, was experienced and used his life to win. This was no longer a fight between children. The two were fighting.
People have no consciousness of holding back at all.
The sand and dust were flying, and they rolled around and struggled together. The men and horses on both sides were busy strangling their necks, gouging their eyes, biting their ears, picking out their crotches, and stepping on their ankles. The "Saber" and Yakov's men had no moves at all.
These are all Ye Luzi’s trump cards.
Ayimako and Sardin closely guarded Lin Mo. They did not rush into the battle group, but their hands were trembling slightly. It was obvious that they were eager to join in and have a good fight.
The duty of the two of them was to prevent Lin Mo from getting into a fight, constantly kicking away the guys who came close to him, and shouting a few times to cheer for their partners.
However, the number of "Saber" men was not much less than that of Yakov. During the melee, some people also targeted Lin Mo, who was standing on the edge of the fighting ring and did not participate in the group fight, although Yakov's men still remembered to help Lin Mo at first.
They entangled their opponents, but they fought harder and harder. They had already given up everything and could not care about Lin Mo.
Even Ayimako and Sardin were pestered by several strong men. Hey, a skinny guy with a strange smile stared at Lin Mo. He thought that Lin Mo didn't take action because his fighting power was too weak, so he came directly to take advantage.
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Boom!
Just one punch!
The skinny guy who wanted to take advantage of Lin Mo rolled his eyes and slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud. Sand and soil were flying around him, which fascinated many people. Some people who saw it just saw that Lin Mo didn't even make any unnecessary movements.
No, he just simply raised his arm, and the skinny guy stupidly bumped into his fist, fell to the ground, and stopped moving.
There are so many people and it's chaotic. In this fight, you can't help yourself. As long as it's not one of your own, you'll beat whoever you catch. Although there are two people who have some sense, Aimaike and Sardin, who are blocking them, there are still people.
Go to Lin Mo's place.
Another one with no eyes, howling like a butcher's plate, rushed towards Lin Mo in the air. Lin Mo was not too polite, and simply punched him on the forehead. There was a buzz, and the guy's head seemed to be open.
In the water and land dojo, the food was stopped on the spot.
Lin Mo didn't even move his feet. Although he didn't use much effort in punching, he was able to bear all the opponent's momentum. Just imagine jumping up and hitting a cement pile. What would it be like? He would be so stupid.
Boom! The third one searched and searched for his opponent. When he found Lin Mo, a good opponent, and laid his body directly at Lin Mo's feet, many people saw that something was wrong.
No wonder Yakov didn't let the guy with the turban half-covering his face attack right from the start. This guy was so powerful. He punched one at a time. It seemed like he didn't use much energy, but he would never throw a second punch.
The men of "Sabre" are all ruthless gangsters, and they are not afraid of death. They are not so easy to give in when they encounter a tough opponent. In order to prove their bravery, they pounced on Lin Mo like moths to a flame.
Wherever Yakov's men, Ayimak and Sardin, could stop him, one by one of the "Saber" men passed by them and surrounded Lin Mo.
What a reckless thing! Lin Mo curled his lips and completely ignored this gang of thugs. He punched each one as usual, without being polite at all.
After a while, a circle of people lay down next to Lin Mo. Across the flying sand, the other factions nearby who were watching the excitement opened their eyes wide and opened their mouths. Unknowingly, they felt that they had eaten countless dust. "Lone Wolf" Yakov,
He actually has such a powerful trump card.
The numerical advantage of "Saber"'s men was broken by Lin Mo inadvertently. As the situation went up and down, Yakov's people gradually gained the upper hand. After a while, the outcome was obvious, except for Yakov
Several of his subordinates were seriously injured, and the "Saber" men were beaten so hard that they ran around with their heads in their hands, not to mention their morale.
Seeing the defeat of his men, the "Saber" felt anxious. It didn't matter. He immediately revealed his flaw. Who was Yakov? The KGB of the former Soviet Union. He took this opportunity to hit the "Saber" in the belly.
He punched the guy so hard that he even vomited out his overnight meal. He grabbed the opponent's arm and twisted it behind his back. It was a direct anti-joint technique. When he twisted it hard, he heard "Saber" hold back a groan,
No longer able to resist.
"Hey, haven't you heard that this big tree gets taller as it gets older? Saber, are you convinced?" Yakov spat out a mouthful of bloody foam on the ground and gasped for air.
Yes, if "Saber" hadn't exposed his flaw, it might not have been easy to catch him.
Looking around, I saw that all the men of the "Saber" had been knocked down by their men.
"Roar!" Yakov roared in victory, desolate, like a wolf in the wilderness.
"Roar!" Yakov's men also roared loudly, declaring victory.
"Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!"
The camp was filled with the roars of "Lone Wolf" Yakov's men. For a moment, people from other factions were silent, watching Yakov and his men declare their strength.
The "Saber" gang is not weak in strength and is somewhat famous in the camp, but the superior "Lone Wolf" gang has also been recognized by everyone in the camp, especially the one who remains silent and wears a half-covered turban.
Lin Mo, with a stern face, is mysterious and powerful, and even puts those powerful gangs on guard.
"Hmph!" Seeing that the "Saber" stopped moving, "Lone Wolf" Yakov snorted coldly, let go of his hand and pushed the "Saber" heavily to the ground. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. Who cares?
Saber threw himself to the ground, gasping like a bellows. The scars on his face were twisted into a ball, and the blood on his face was so red that it almost burst. But if you lose, you lose, and if you resist again, you will still lose.
No matter how vicious the curse is, it's useless.
"Sabre" holds countless resentments in his heart, but still cannot vent them.
After letting go of the "saber", Yakov's body suddenly swayed. The accelerated secretion of adrenaline during the fight was quickly consumed. The pain in his body made him almost unable to stand. He was old and not as good as when he was young. He looked at
Looking at Lin Mo, he couldn't help but feel envious and jealous.
"Mo Lin, are you okay?" Seeing a circle of "Saber" men lying around Lin Mo, not even a single one grunting, Yakov finally knew that Lin Mo's skills were not weak. If
He had just seen Lin Mo punch one after another, and his jaw might even have been shocked.
With the victory in the fight, "Lone Wolf" Yakov successfully occupied a place in this camp, but soon, he and the other leaders were not happy anymore. For no reason, under the coercion of a platoon of AK-74,
All the boss's men were dispersed and incorporated into the "Red Scorpion" team.
These leaders were lucky enough to be able to become squad leaders. They almost used their AKs to become the bottom soldiers. In short, the number of people under their command has shrunk significantly. Even the squad leaders can only command no more than fifteen people at most.
For the "Red Scorpions" with more than 5,000 officially established soldiers, if they want to resist, they may not even be able to make a splash.
As for those who were defeated in the camp fight, I'm sorry, no one has seen them again. The laws of the desert are cruel to the weak.
This is an era of the weak and the strong.
Those who can enter the "Red Scorpion" are habitual gangsters. Their combat effectiveness and discipline will naturally be strengthened with daily training. There are also disobedient people, and there is only one end: they are dragged into the corner and shot. There is no military court here, nor
In the solitary room, if you make a mistake, you will either be beaten to a bloody pulp or directly shot.
Lin Mo was assigned to a small team. The recruit training was actually not difficult, with regular formations and attack formation drills. However, Lin Mo didn't care much. He was lazy as much as he could. The bearded captain also turned a blind eye.
Even though he had been in the "Red Scorpion" for almost a year, he still had some discernment. After hearing about the fight between the "Saber" and the "Lone Wolf", he still dared to find Lin Mo uncomfortable. In his eyes
Here, this Kazakh boy who doesn't like to say anything is definitely a difficult person to deal with. No matter in the desert or on the grassland, only dogs that don't bark can bite people harder and more fatally.
The organization of "Red Scorpion" is not like the three-three system of squad, company and platoon like other countries. The smallest combat unit is a squad of fifteen people. The top one is the company, the next one is the battalion, and the highest level is the regiment. It adopts four-four