Chapter 408: Fighting (for the indifferent classmates)
"Crack!"
Wang Hu held the rifle and pointed the muzzle diagonally at the ground. He kicked over the debris blocking the road and was about to walk forward, but suddenly stopped. After listening for a while, Wang Hu said in a deep voice: "
Your heartbeat is much stronger than usual, are you injured?"
Inside the broken room, Xu Wuji looked at the wound where the blood had solidified, and let out an inaudible sigh. Just now he grabbed the rope and suddenly descended, catching the rebels by surprise, but those rebels were indeed the ones who were once dubbed "the strongest"
"The powerful army with the title reacted quickly even when it was attacked, and then launched a counterattack.
Although he is highly skilled in martial arts, he is still made of flesh and blood. He will be injured if he is hit by bullets, and he will be injured if he is rubbed by bomb fragments. If he is directly hit by a cannonball, he will go directly to see the emperor.
Xu Wuji sneered, leaned against the cement wall, and said, "You should know very well that injuries will not affect our combat effectiveness! Pain is just an illusion of the mind!"
Wang Hu said "Hey" and praised: "Although there are only a few dozen people on this floor, they are all the elites of the knights. You can actually kill them all. It can be seen that you have also made great achievements in the years since you arrived in Luoyang.
I haven’t given up on martial arts!”
"Humph, old man, your era is over. If you stick to the same tactics as you did a hundred years ago, you will only be crushed into powder by the wheels of history!" Xu Wuji said proudly: "The new knights formed by your Majesty will only be better than you.
Those old-fashioned things are even more powerful!"
"Haha, really?" Wang Hu chuckled softly: "If you are really so sure, why do you keep moving your position, hiding between steel and cement, and refuse to come out to fight with me?"
"..." Xu Wuji suddenly dodged and threw a grenade towards the opposite side.
"Bang," "Boom!"
The grenade hit the wall, bounced once, and then fell to the floor and exploded. Xu Wuji knew that this method could not help the old man, and the moment he threw the grenade, he had already thrown his body towards him from the side. This
He had practiced this simple tactic countless times and used it instinctively without thinking.
As soon as he took two steps, Xu Wuji suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He threw his body down, rolled twice on the floor, and escaped to the side. The crisp sound of rifle shooting echoed in the semi-enclosed space, making Xu Wuji's heart beat faster.
A few minutes ago. The action just now was purely subconscious, without thinking at all. If I continued to rush forward, I was afraid that I would be hit by a bullet.
Taking a few bullets is nothing. As long as they are not hit in vital parts, people like them can still maintain most of their combat effectiveness. But if they lose the first move, it will be terrible. Although the old man is old, his physical strength has always been
He is in peak condition and has decades of combat experience, so he is not easy to deal with.
"puff!"
The sound of rapid footsteps sounded nearby. Xu Wuji raised his pistol, jumped up, and pulled the trigger in the direction of the sound. The revolver has various shortcomings, but it also has the advantages of being simple and never jamming. The two of them kept stopping.
The ground changed positions, and the sounds of footsteps and pistol shots continued to sound.
When holding a rifle, grenades and explosive packs, Xiliang Dragon Riders can run dozens of kilometers at a speed of one hundred meters and six seconds. Wang Hu and Xu Wuji are both masters far beyond ordinary knights. Their speed is only
It will be faster. Two ghostly figures are constantly chasing each other in the empty and messy floors, filled with corpses and weapon fragments. The attack frequency is so fast that people would think that there are more than a dozen people here fighting in a melee.
"Stuck!" "Stuck!"
The two men's pistols made the sound of loading at the same time. Xu Wuji saw a black figure throwing it over. He jumped forward without thinking, repeated his old trick, grabbed the rope and slid down. Behind him, there was an explosion.
There was a sound, and the floor shook slightly.
Seeing Xu Wuji jump down again, Wang Hu pondered for a moment, sneered, ran forward a few steps, jumped up on the edge of the patio, and also grabbed the rope and descended sharply. When he just jumped into the patio, the darkness
There was a flash of fire, followed by the crisp sound of gunfire.
Wang Hu was well prepared. He turned the muzzle of his gun and fired one shot downward without hiding.
"puff!"
The bullet tore the muscle and hit the hard bone, making Wang Hu tremble all over. This has nothing to do with will, but just the instinct of the human body. The power of pistol bullets is limited. Under normal circumstances, as long as people like them have something
Be prepared, build up your energy, and be on defense, and you will be fine even if you take more than a dozen shots.
Things like "Thirteen Taibao Henglian", "Iron Cloth Shirt", and "Hard Qigong" are popular in the military, and there are naturally better ones among the Xiliang Dragon Riders. Originally, such martial arts were not taken seriously, and instead of spending a long time
If you don't have the time and energy to practice these martial arts, it is better to make the armor thicker, and the defense will only be higher.
Later, gunpowder weapons emerged. Although steel armor still had good defense against bullets, after many years of exploration, most of the Xiliang Dragonriders still embarked on the path of becoming lighter. It is better to enhance defense than to enhance attack power.
, Thickening armor is not as good as carrying more powerful weapons. Within the range that humans can bear, no matter how thick the armor is, it can't stop cannonballs, right?
Wouldn't it be better to shoot the enemy from a distance when you see him?
But in this way, the threat of bullets has been greatly increased. In order to deal with this situation, hard qigong has flourished. Those knights will choose a hard qigong as long as they do not go all the way on the road of heavy knights.
Practice Qigong.
Although Wang Hu has been shot now, there is nothing wrong with him. At the moment he was shot, he had already tensed his muscles. After the bullet tore through the flesh, it penetrated one or two points and exhausted its kinetic energy.
"boom!"
He kicked off where Xu Wuji was just now, and he had already rolled to the floor. Like other places, this place was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood. The floor was blown through by artillery shells, and you could see the floor below through the big hole.
Bodies were also lying scattered on the floor.
Wang Hu twitched his nose and smelled the smell of fresh blood, and could clearly hear the opponent's fierce heartbeat in his ears. The sound of rifle shooting and grenade explosions could be heard from a dozen floors above, but because of the thick wall
The cement floor and wooden floor made the sound very dull and distant.
Outside the Tower of Babel, large groups of artillery shells fell to the ground from time to time, blowing up the fortifications and soldiers on the ground into the sky. Wang Hu reached out and pulled out the bullet from his shoulder, and then threw it to the ground. The brass bullet casing collided with the steel and concrete.
It made a crisp sound.
"Your heart is beating too fast," he loaded both pistols with bullets and pointed at the concrete pillar in the distance. "In this environment, it's as obvious as if you were not wearing any clothes."
Xu Wuji gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "It's because of you rebellious officials and traitors that the country is where it is now!"
"Oh, I'm telling you about fighting, but you want to talk about something else."
Wang Hu shook his head and said: "I have told you a long time ago that only with a pure mind can one be brave and diligent. As a warrior, you should not think too much about things."
"boom!"
A grenade was thrown out. Wang Hu turned his feet and ducked behind a wall. He heard a sound above his head. He raised his head and saw Xu Wuji lying on the ceiling. His limbs were working together, and then
He rushed forward with the power of Mount Tai.
"boom!"
A grenade exploded not far away, and air waves and vibrations came together. Wang Hu raised his hands, pulled the trigger one after another, and fired several shots quickly. The bullets penetrated Xu Wuji's body and spattered a little blood, but he still could not stop the opponent.
An attack dropped from the sky. Wang Hu threw away the two revolvers and put his arms back in front of his chest.
His body squatted down slightly and his right leg took half a step back, ready to resist the impact.
"boom!"
Xu Wuji's knee hit Wang Hu's arm, and the powerful impact knocked the opponent away. He succeeded in one move, but he was not merciful. As soon as Xu Wuji landed on the ground, the man rushed up like a cannonball. Taking advantage of this,
When the opponent's figure became unstable, he pulled out the revolver from his waist and looked forward so frantically that he pulled the trigger.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
"Crack!"
After firing six bullets, he raised his pistol and smashed it at Wang Hu, whose arm was full of bullet marks. The power of the pistol bullets was far less than that of the rifle, and the revolver's sealing was not good, so the power was even worse.
Hard Qigong is not of much use in front of Wang Hu.
Seeing Xu Wuji holding the revolver upside down and using it as a hammer to hit him, Wang Hu reached out and touched his waist, and a dagger jumped into his palm. The dagger came forward and blocked the enemy's attack direction.
"rub!"
The crisp sound of metal collision sounded, and a trace of surprise flashed in Xu Wuji's heart. He used a pistol as a hammer. Of course, it was not as powerful as the war hammer in the hands of knights more than a hundred years ago, but the dagger in the old man's hand was so thin, how could he block it?
Live? Shouldn't it be bent directly?
But then, the surprise disappeared and was replaced by extremely strong fear. In Xu Wuji's eyes, after Wang Hu blocked his fierce attack, as if he didn't need to regain his breath, he swung his dagger and stabbed him.
"Ugh...how is this possible?"
Xu Wuji had realized that something was wrong, but his body movements could not keep up with the instructions of his brain. He tried his best to move his arms, trying to block the dagger coming towards him, but where was the rush?
"laugh!"
The cold blade pierced his throat, and then dragged it sideways, cutting off half of his throat. Xu Wuji groaned, and the sound was like coming from a broken bellows. He staggered as blood spattered.
Go back.
"boom!"
There was another gunshot, and blood spattered from his left chest. Xu Wuji's back hit the wall, one hand covered his throat, the other covered his chest, and blood flowed from between his fingers.
He came out. Even though he was so seriously injured, he still did not die. Instead, he sat down on the concrete floor and asked in a hissing voice: "What kind of trick is this? Could it be the legendary counterattack?"
Wang Hu looked at his once most beloved disciple, with a sad and proud look on his face. He nodded and said, "Yes, this is the magic resistance skill passed down by Emperor Taizu!"
