Chapter 169 The Black Hawk Empire Army and the Boar are actually the same.
Before Grunov could aim at the wild boar and pulled the trigger hard, he saw Liu Lang’s wrong steps, flashing his figure, holding the military spear in his backhand and stabbing it down fiercely.
The dark triangular military spear penetrated directly into the wild boar's neck. Judging from the military spear that was left outside, it also stabbed in at least twenty centimeters.
It was not over yet. Liu Lang did not leave the military spear in the wild boar's body, but instead pulled the military spear out the military spear in the back with the force of the wild boar forward.
Blood, like a fountain, spurted out from the neck of a wild boar. The smell of blood was everywhere in the yard.
"Ao~~~Ao~~~" The wild boar's long and sarcastic howl didn't sound until then.
The soldiers naturally flashed much faster than the poor doctor, and they could be described as birds and beasts. These veterans all knew that injured beasts were the most terrifying. Although the wild boars were all over the fat commander, the blood was squirting, and the danger was much more terrifying than before.
I don’t even know how to hide from danger, so I’m not qualified to stand here long ago.
They flashed quickly, leaving only poor Dr. Grunov with a pale face holding Browning's little pistol, pointing his eyes bloody red, and his neck was still shaking with a bloody fountain. His legs couldn't help but tremble.
No one laughed at the moment about the doctor being timid. Even the pig was cut by a knife and even the young men couldn't hold it down, let alone this super big wild boar that was comparable to a tiger bear.
A "bang" gunshot, although Grunov was scared, the bravery of the Zhouhui people still made him pull the trigger. The power of the 9mm Browning 1911 pistol was huge, and a blood flower emerged from the wild boar's wide shoulder blades.
The wild boar continued to scream in a shrill manner, but no longer had the power to move forward, and fell heavily to the ground, with four hooves bounced around. Not long after, the movement became smaller and smaller, and the fierce light in the terrifying pig's eyes dimmed.
"God, I actually killed it, God bless you." Grunov kept marking a cross on his chest with his left hand.
The ability to knock down such a ferocious beast with one shot is definitely beyond the doctor's psychological acceptance, and he can only attribute the credit to God and the old man.
"Haha, Dr. Ge, his marksmanship is good! He is much better than the commander." Zhao Ergou smiled and teased Grunov who was still drawing a cross.
Although the wild boar was fierce just now, the officers ran faster than rabbits, no one was too worried about Grunov's safety. If seven or eight pistols were pointed at the wild boar, the wild boar could still hurt the highest scholar of the Independent Group, and their group would really have to go home to sell sweet potatoes.
What's more, the commander was holding the pointed steel bar and did not move! The terrifying commander had a record of killing ten Black Hawks in a row with bare hands.
"God is with His people." Grunov replied in pure official language.
However, the posture of his proud inserting the pistol back into the holster at his waist still exposed the pride of a blonde man.
Conquering beasts is also a way to show off male hormones.
Unfortunately, the senior executives of the Independent Group are now paying attention to the wild boars.
"The Browning pistol is very powerful! Look at this shot, the shoulder blades should have been broken."
"The Chinese products of Baiying are good, but unfortunately this gun is too expensive, and the pistol of the Zeuhui Nationality is also good."
"What's more to say, now we should take off the pig's hair as soon as possible."
"You are right, big head, hurry up and prepare the boiling water. Today I will have some meals."
"Yes, yes, stewed with potatoes with fat meat, it's so fragrant, and it's even more beautiful if you add a little wine."
"What a pity, if the superior hadn't wasted so much pig blood and had a pig blood vermicelli soup after drinking wine, I'll tell you, that would be so beautiful."
In addition to Liang Wenzhong and Lin Li, who were a little mature and focused, the officers had already surrounded the wild boar who was about to take his last breath, and they began to discuss it in words and words. The topic gradually deviated from the marksmanship, and finally discussed when they would marry their wife again. There would be no regrets in this life.
No one noticed that the fat leader's face was gradually turning dark.
These bastards have not trained them in a long time!
Lin Li didn't say much, squatting beside the wild boar, looking carefully at the extremely hideous wound on the neck of the wild boar that was still experiencing blood bubbles. The more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked solemn.
After a long time, he let out a heavy breath and said slowly: "Do you think that breaking your shoulder blades can kill a wild boar weighing more than 300 kilograms?"
"Yes? It would be almost the same if it hits the forehead with one shot." Chi Dakui frowned and spoke.
"Isn't there any moment the commander came for it? I see, maybe it was bleeding to death." Zhao Ergou spoke without hesitation.
In theory, this is the most scientific.
He was bleeding and died? As soon as this was said, everyone's face changed when he thought of the blood column that was as high as half a meter from the neck of the wild boar.
If the artery is stabbed into one knife, it is normal to have a lot of bleeding, but no matter what, the artery cannot grow behind the pig's neck. The only explanation is that the wild boar's blood flows continuously, and it is actually caused by the military spear.
They are all professional soldiers, which means that what it means is self-evident. It means that the terrible military prick will also cause the same consequences.
What I fear most on the battlefield is not being shot to death or being bombed to death. What I fear most is that blood flows and slowly dies. The fear of gradually approaching death is something that no one can avoid.
The wedge-shaped wound on the wild boar body told everyone that such wounds are almost impossible to bandage. Even if they are bandaged in time, according to the speed of the wild boar bleeding just now, there will be no blood in a few minutes.
If there is no blood, people will naturally be finished.
What a terrible murderous blade. At this moment, everyone looked at the black savage in Liu Lang's hand with a little trembling.
This steel spike without sharp blade has no other function, and its only function is to kill people.
Fortunately, this thing is my own.
There is no doubt that there can be a pork meal, and the Sanling Army Baton, who has verified his strength, has undoubtedly become a bayonet of independent regiments.
The sting training of all new and veterans of the Independent Regiment officially began from this moment.
According to Liu Lang's plan, all the new and veterans of the Independent Regiment, no matter what kind of training they are doing, must spend about an hour every day to practice the stinging technique. After three months, those who fail to meet the stinging technique will be reduced by 3 silver coins, and the third-level commanders in the squad will each be reduced by 5 yuan.
In Liu Lang's opinion, stinging skills are even more important than shooting skills. The feeling of killing people at close range and shooting at long distances is completely different.
Chapter completed!