Chapter 480: The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled
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The soil was constantly flying away from the bullets.
After firing a bunch of bullets, the guy stopped, took a closer look, and couldn't help but cursed secretly, "Oh no, it's a dead rabbit."
After saying that, he was stunned. It didn't seem like the sound of a rabbit digging into the grass.
not good.
With a thought in his heart, he lifted his steps.
However, it was too late.
Snapped.
A big hand had already fallen on his face, covering his mouth and nose.
call.
A cold light flashed.
puff.
The guy's eyes widened instantly, full of horror, he, he had his throat cut.
He Zhenzhong, who was hanging upside down on the branch, let go of his feet and fell. Then he twisted his waist, flipped over, and landed firmly on the ground with a thud. Behind him, the guy fell to the ground, covering his neck with both hands, still rolling in pain.
.
He Zhenzhong walked over, reached out and grabbed the fallen gun, then hunched over and ran quickly to the side.
Deng Deng Deng.
As if they heard the noise, two mercenaries appeared from a short distance away. When they saw the situation, their expressions changed drastically. Was their man injured? He was not dead yet.
The two of them rushed towards this side quickly.
Da da da.
Poof, poof.
A few blood flowers bloomed on the bodies of the two guys, and then they fell to the ground. Their bodies were still twitching, and their faces were full of disbelief. They used the method of surrounding corpses to rescue them but failed, and now they were surrounded by corpses.
The reinforcements have been killed, this.
"Surrounding the corpse and calling for reinforcements, it's like no one knows how to say it." Next to him, He Zhenzhong emerged from a clump of grass, curled his lips, turned the muzzle of his gun, and pressed hard with his right index finger.
Da da da.
Puff.
The three guys were completely silent.
After that was done, He Zhenzhong grabbed the gun, crouched down, and hid behind a big tree. He quickly glanced around and saw that there was no movement. He then ducked out and reached another tree in a few steps.
back.
A minute later, it's not far from here.
Leng Feng grabbed his head and lay on the ground. He looked at the three corpses with shock on his face. When he heard the gunfire, he came over. He didn't expect that the three elite mercenaries were killed so quickly.
Looking at the fallen gun, he slowly crawled over.
Getting closer.
boom.
His hands suddenly shrank, and his body quickly rolled to the side.
It's a sniper.
Boom, he hit the tree trunk and his body froze. Leng Feng's expression changed drastically. He was finished and couldn't roll anymore. However, after a few seconds, the expected bullet did not come.
Could it be that the sniper was killed? He quickly got up, rushed over, picked up the gun on the ground, and rushed forward quickly. Soon, he saw a body lying in the grass.
Died by throat.
hiss.
He couldn't help but gasped. How clever was that guy's ambush? He could sneak up behind a sniper and slit his throat silently.
On the other side, Old Mao was lying in a group of bushes, his expression extremely ugly. Gunshots kept coming, and four of his men had lost contact. Apparently, they had been killed.
Where did that kid come from? Old Mao gritted his teeth. He was an elite master who had been on the battlefield, and his subordinates were all retired special forces from various countries. How could he be cut up by that kid like a vegetable?
Of course, if he knew that hundreds of special forces from various countries had died at the hands of He Zhenzhong, then he would not be so confused.
Wow.
There was a slight sound of footsteps in front of him, and the old cat's energy suddenly came to life, and he immediately sneered, and the prey came to the door.
Adjusting the direction slightly, Shao Bing's silhouette quickly appeared in the sight. The old cat looked disdainfully. If he was just dodging at this level, then he would die.
The muzzle of the gun has been following Shao Bing's voice and shadow, and suddenly he paused and pressed his index finger hard.
Da da.
No, the old cat quickly rolled on the ground and ran away quickly. At the same time, a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He was about to be touched in front of him, but he didn't notice it at all? What if it wasn't the other side?
When the Chinese soldier appears, I'm afraid he will be wiped on the neck quietly.
However, since he has been exposed, let's die. Does that stupid Chinese really think he can kill him? The old cat sneered, his left hand suddenly touched his waist, and a cold pistol fell into his hand, backhand.
boom.
call.
He Zhenzhong turned sideways, dodged, and then kicked off a big tree nearby.
Wow
The tree trunk shook, and He Zhenzhong quickly rushed towards the old cat and raised his right hand fiercely.
Da da da.
When, when.
The bark of the tree was beaten until it kept splattering.
The old cat muttered to himself, and when the gunshots stopped, his body turned sharply and came out from behind the tree.
call.
A flash of cold light suddenly appeared.
The dragon's tooth head shot out.
when.
The pistol was pointed at the head, and the old cat bent his hand.
boom.
I don't know where the bullets went.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Zhenzhong quickly rushed over, kicked, then stamped his foot, his body rose into the air, and a heavy punch whizzed past.
The old cat gritted his teeth, quickly raised his left hand, made a fist, and waved it.
Boom.
Two huge fists collided together.
Stomping, the tall old cat took a few steps back. The horror on his face was no longer concealed. Is this kid's strength so strong?
"A group of old, weak, sick and disabled people dare to come to China to cause trouble. It seems that you have forgotten the rules of the mercenary world and that this is the forbidden land and graveyard of your mercenaries."
Hearing He Zhenzhong's words, Old Mao almost turned his nose in anger. After all, they were also elite mercenaries with a great reputation. When did they become old, weak, sick and disabled? Moreover, they were still despised by a group of child soldiers in their eyes.
forgive.
In He Zhenzhong's view, these guys are no different from the old, weak, sick and disabled. They kill people to make money and then live and drink. Compared with those in the army, these guys' bodies have long been different.
He stopped talking nonsense, took out the dragon tooth head, stepped on his feet, and rushed over.
Swish.
Old Mao also drew out his saber, then moved his body sideways to avoid He Zhenzhong's head, and stabbed him with his hand.
call.
He Zhenzhong's body did not retreat but moved forward. Then he turned around quickly. The saber passed by his clothes. He raised his right hand and struck down with an elbow.
boom.
Deng Deng Deng.
The old cat took a few steps back again, his face turned extremely ugly. He was now sure that he was no longer his opponent. Without any hesitation, he flicked his right hand fiercely, and the saber flew out in a spin, and he turned around and ran away.