Erhu knelt beside the regiment leader and said in pain: "Captain, I beg you, send troops, we can save them, I beg you."
"Shut up." The regiment leader gritted his teeth: "The enemy's terrorist action this time is an unprecedented multi-front attack. If we send troops to fight, they will take advantage of the loopholes, and more innocent people will die. You give me
Go back, I want to save them too, and I want to save them too." As he said this, this hard-blooded man couldn't help but shed tears.
"The Chinese Army is invincible."
"I must join the army, I must apply to go to the border areas, and I must avenge them."
"This is what soldiers are, and this is where men should go. We must join the army to take revenge!"
Watching the enemies begin to come over one after another, some hold sabers in their hands, some hold simple sticks, and some are bare-handed. There seems to be no emotion that humans should have in their crazy eyes, and they are all roaring.
Rush over.
"Fortunately, they have also run out of ammunition and food." Zhou Qi held the saber tightly in his hand, licked his lips and said with a smile: "I like hand-to-hand combat, because I can survive best in hand-to-hand combat.
.”
"I'm not bad either." Several people laughed.
Qin Yang sneered, took a deep breath, pulled Liu Xiaoyang over, and said coldly: "This time the military will speed up the reinforcements. It may not take three hours. Remember, we will fight for you.
Every minute, if you are a man during this period, take this knife and kill any beast who dares to break in."
"I can do it." Liu Xiaoyang shook the saber.
Qin Yang looked at the strong men among the hostages, pointed at the sabers shed by the brothers who died in the battle, and said: "The weapons here are their loyal souls. Don't embarrass them. Fulfill their last wishes."
"good!"
Several people stood up and picked up their weapons.
Qin Yang nodded silently, walked out of the base, and closed the door tightly. Liu Xiaoyang painfully moved the tables, chairs, and all the heavy objects on top of the door with several others. They wanted to make the final stand. Qin Yang outside
He lit up a cigarette in his mouth, dispensed the rest of the cigarettes in his box, took a deep puff, and puffed out his eyes as he looked at the nearly 300 terrorists who began to slowly gather.
"I once killed twelve people at once, and I finished it in thirty-one seconds." Qin Yang chuckled and said, "It looks like I can really survive."
"I'm not bad either." Several people laughed.
Xie Chengyang held the knife in his hand tightly and said: "If we can't die, we will definitely surpass your God of War team."
"Beyond?" Several people in the God of War team laughed.
Looking at the approaching enemies, Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Actually, we have never said that when the people of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon Special Team see us, they must salute respectfully, call "sir", and then lie down on the ground.
Stick your butt out and let us beat you."
"Qin Yang, the mission is completed. You can choose a third-level undead skill, which is listed in hell. Based on your current situation, I suggest you choose the combat type." The butler said faintly.
Qin Yang was overjoyed and his consciousness sank into the hell space.
In front of him, a dark figure of a strong man was displayed. The butler introduced it and said: "This is automatically generated by hell. It is the famous sword king Wu in Chinese history. His third-level sword skills are best in hand-to-hand combat."
Survive, the best choice I give you." Qin Yang agreed immediately without hesitation. When he returned to his body, he instantly felt a strange sense of strength, and the Tang Dao in his hand seemed to become his own arm.
A part of it can be waved at will.
"It feels so good." Qin Yang exclaimed.
The other people were stunned, and Cheng Mu asked in confusion: "Are you so happy?"
Qin Yang sneered, swung the knife horizontally, and rushed towards the enemy. The speed was unparalleled. He rushed into the crowd in just an instant. The Tang knife swung out in a strange arc, and four or five people fell down one after another. Zhou Qi and others
Their spirits were shaken, and they rushed forward at the same time. This hand-to-hand combat was very exciting. They kept waving the sabers and fists in their hands, slicing through the enemy's heart and neck, crushing their spines, the army's special move.
Displayed again.
The people in the fortress watched the fierce battle outside through the only gap, which was shocking.
Whenever they see someone fall to the ground, they will cover their mouths to prevent themselves from crying. There are too many enemies, so many that one person has to face the encirclement and suppression of dozens of people. However, within five minutes of contact, two or three are already dead.
People who survive more or less bear horrific scars on their bodies.
"Ha ha."
Qin Yang laughed loudly, and the Tang knife was already covered with blood.
The ghost soldiers will appear silently, easing the crisis of the warriors who are at a disadvantage. They will dodge the killings and then appear in another place. Qin Yang wields the Tang sword and continues to kill, and no one dares to approach this man with the sword.
A cold weapon more than one meter long, a murderous lunatic. They could even feel that behind Qin Yang there was a huge god of death holding a sickle, constantly harvesting the life of everyone who came close to him.
Seeing that Shen Haoyun was at a disadvantage, Qin Yang rushed away without saying a word. He waved around Shen Haoyun and temporarily pushed back the enemy. He took Shen Haoyun with one hand and said with a smile: "What? Do you want to sleep now?"
"Not yet." Shen Haoyun had a huge stab wound on his back, and his body was bruised and swollen. Seeing that Qin Yang was completely unharmed, he felt a little envious and said, "If I go out, I will definitely learn martial arts from you as my master."
"
"Become your master?" Qin Yang laughed and said, "In the world of Chinese martial arts, the oldest existing martial arts masters would call me uncle when they see me. You want me to be your master? With your little strength, you can't compete with me."
If people call each other brothers, they will be hated."
"Really or not?" Shen Haoyun kicked away the person who was pressing forward. Now the conversation can help him find a sense of survival: "No wonder he is so powerful."
"You two are really leisurely."
Zhou Qi, who was fighting over, came forward and forced several people back with three punches and two kicks, saying: "Are you still in the mood to chat in this situation?"
"I'm not injured. Look at Zhou Qi, tsk tsk, there are three stab wounds. I will definitely let you know the pain when I go back." Qin Yang still remembered the previous treatment.
Shen Haoyun was already out of breath. He felt that his arms were gradually losing strength. Zhou Qi saw the severe scars on his body and winked at Qin Yang. Qin Yang laughed, turned the knife, and was about to leave in an instant.
The two men shouted loudly: "Who dares to come up and die!"
Zhou Qi quickly took out the registration pills and stuffed them into Shen Haoyun's mouth.
Shen Haoyun took a sharp breath and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his abdomen. His strength began to recover. He was shocked, but he still killed one person first and said, "What did you give me to eat?"
"My life will be renewed." Zhou Qi laughed.
"Now that it's time, can you tell us who your God of War team is when they fall to the ground?" Xie Chengyang came over with a few parasols and asked loudly.
The rest of the people also gathered slowly. The God of War team stuffed life-saving pills into the mouths of several seriously injured soldiers, while protecting those who were seriously injured and unable to fight in the middle. The people formed a circle and began to fight with each other continuously.
When the enemy is fighting, Qin Yang's side is easier. Whoever has the longest weapon in his hand will not be able to get close to the enemy at all, and he will never be able to go back if he gets close, so Qin Yang can still help others from time to time.
The two of them killed several.
"Us? We are the God of War team, haha." Cheng Mu laughed.
"Tell us." Xie Chengyang said excitedly: "We are brothers of life and death who fight side by side, and we may even die here."
Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Okay, but it must be kept secret, seriously confidential."
"Have you ever heard of the Black Prison?" Zhou Qi smiled.
Everyone was now busy dealing with the terrorists who kept coming. No one dared to shake their heads. They all shouted loudly: "I've never heard of it."
"The Black Prison is a place where the most dangerous special forces of the Chinese military are imprisoned. Of course, it also includes martial arts masters like Qin Yang. After we entered, we already announced the death information in the official document, so you haven't heard of it or seen it.
It’s normal, but I can say very responsibly that only two or three of the Five-clawed Golden Dragon team are qualified to enter the Black Prison, let alone your sun umbrella team. Haha, not one.”
The terrorists also attacked the injured soldiers frantically. Hundreds of people were constantly surrounding them. The pressure was unimaginable.
"Zhou Kehai, stand up." Xie Chengyang yelled.
At this time, Zhou Kehai was stabbed in the abdomen. He had no chance to cover his stomach and could only keep killing. Blood kept coming out of his mouth: "Captain, I, I love you."
"Boy, it's too late to say your last words." Qin Yang suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost, slashed out the knife in his hand, and immediately pushed back all the surrounding terrorists. At the same time, he pushed Zhou Kehai into
In the defensive circle, Shen Haoyun, Wang Yang and others were gradually squeezed in. Xie Chengyang was also seriously injured, but he was still holding on.
"Kill them!"
"Come on, the holy war is invincible!"
The terrorists rushed forward like crazy, and they wanted to achieve their final strategic goal!
The members of the God of War team also lost their jobs.
Everyone including Qin Yang was stabbed in the back.
"ah!"
With a roar, the Tang knife instantly pierced a person's chest. The blood kept churning, and the warm breath let them know that they were still alive. Most of the God of War team was almost exhausted, even in front of the elite soldiers.
It would be uncomfortable for countless people. If this group of people hadn't arrived, Zhou Qi could have sworn that he could kill all these guys with only five people, leaving no one behind. His body was mechanically waving knives and fists, which has become a
Instinct.
"Oh God, save them." Zhou Xiao and his group shouted in pain.
Painfully taking a photo with the help of the gap, Zhou Xiao turned on his low-battery mobile phone and silently typed: "They are constantly shrinking their defense lines. They use their bodies to protect their injured brothers. If God really
existence, I hope you can show mercy and save them."
When this news spread, in just three seconds, a mysterious and unsigned reply appeared: "God is here."
This is very strange, because unregistered visitors cannot post a reply. Just when Zhou Xiao was confused, the roar of a helicopter came, and it was accompanied by the familiar arrogant voice of Zhao Wu from the God of War team.