Chapter 114 Hand-to-hand combat, kill all sides

The military base that was stationed before.

Erhu knelt beside the regimental commander and said painfully, "The regimental commander, I beg you to send troops. We can save them. I beg you."

"Cit up." The regimental commander gritted his teeth and said, "This enemy's terrorist action is an unprecedented multi-line attack. If we send troops to war, we will let them take advantage of the loopholes. At that time, more innocent people will die. Go back to me. I also want to save them, and I also want to save them." With that, the iron-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 frontier. I want to avenge them."

"This is the soldier. This is where men should go. We must join the army for revenge!"

Watching the enemy begin to come over continuously, some people hold sabers in their hands, some hold simple sticks, and some are bare-handed. There seems to be no feelings that human beings should have in their crazy eyes, and they roared one by one.

"Fortunately, they have also run out of food." Zhou Qi held the saber in his hand tightly in his hand, licked his lips and said with a smile, "I like hand-to-hand combat, because I can live best in hand-to-hand combat."

"I'm not bad either." Several people laughed.

Qin Yang sneered, took a deep breath, pulled Liu Xiaoyang, and said coldly, "This time, the military will speed up the reinforcements. Maybe it won't take three hours. Remember, we will fight for every minute for you. If you are a man during this period, take this knife and kill anyone who dares. The beast who broke the door.

"I can do it." Liu Xiaoyang held the saber.

Qin Yang looked at several strong men in the hostages, pointed to the sabers flowed by the brothers who died in the war, and said, "The weapons here are their loyal souls. Don't humiliate them. Fulfill their last wishes.

"Good!"

Several people got up and picked up their weapons.

Qin Yang nodded silently, walked out of the base, and closed the gate tightly. Liu Xiaoyang painfully crossed the table with several people, chairs, and all the heavy objects on the top of the gate. They were going to do the last back battle. Outside, Qin Yang put a cigarette in his mouth, and the rest of the cigarette in his box was separated. He took a sip of it fiercely. He looked at the nearly 300 terrorists who began to gather slowly and spit out a circle in his eyes.

"I once killed twelve people at a time, and it was completed in 31 seconds." Qin Yang laughed and said, "It seems that I can really live."

"I'm not bad either." Several people laughed.

Xie Chengyang clenched the knife in his hand 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 enemy, Zhou Qi smiled and said, "Actually, we have never said that the people of the Five-Claw Golden Dragon Special Team have to salute respectfully when they see us, call an officer, and then lie on the ground and let us beat them."

"Qin Yang, the task is completed. You can choose a three-level undead skill, which is listed in hell. According to your current situation, I suggest you choose the combat type." The housekeeper said quietly.

Qin Yang was happy, and his consciousness sank into the hell space.

And in front of him, a dark and strong man's shadow is on display here. The housekeeper said, "This is automatically generated by hell. It is the Chinese historical celebrity Da Dao Wang Wu. His third-level knife skill is best at surviving in hand-to-hand combat. I give you the best choice." Qin Yang did not hesitate and immediately agreed. When he returned to the body, he instantly felt a strange sense of power. The Tang knife in his hand seemed to be part of his arm and could be waved at will.

"It's so cool." Qin Yang shouted loudly.

The rest of the people were stunned. Cheng Mu asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Yang sneered, and the knife rushed to the enemy. The speed was unparalleled, but in a moment, he rushed into the crowd. Tang Dao waved a strange arc, and four or five people fell one after another. Zhou Qi and others were shocked and rushed forward at the same time. This hand-to-hand battle was refreshing. They kept waving their sabers and fists in their hands, scratched the enemy's heart and necks, crushed their spines, and the army's must-kill skills were used again and again.

The people in the fortress looked at the fierce battle outside through the only gap, which was shocking.

Whenever they see a person fall to the ground, they will cover their mouths and not let themselves cry. There are too many enemies, so many as one person will face the siege of dozens of people. However, less than five minutes after contact, two or three people have died, and the survivors have more or less terrible scars on their bodies.

"Haha."

Qin Yang laughed, and the Tang knife was already full of blood.

Ghost soldiers will appear silently, ease the crisis of the downwind warriors, kill people, and then appear in another place. Qin Yang waved Tang Dao and kept killing a bloody road. No one dared to approach this madman with a cold weapon more than one meter long. They could even feel that there was a huge god of death with a sickle behind Qin Yang, constantly harvesting every life close to him.

Seeing that Shen Haoyun was at a downp, Qin Yang rushed away without saying a word. He waved around Shen Haoyun and temporarily forced the enemy back. He pulled up Shen Haoyun with one hand and said with a smile, "What? Do you want to sleep now?"

"I can't." Shen Haoyun had a huge knife wound on his back, and his face was also blue and swollen. Seeing that Qin Yang was safe and sound, he was a little envious and hateful, and said, "If I go out, I will definitely worship you to learn martial arts as a teacher."

"Worship me as a teacher?" Qin Yang laughed and said, "In the Chinese art world, the oldest existing national art master will call me uncle when he sees me. Do you worship me as a teacher? You can't be called a brother to others with that little strength. You will be hated.

"Really?" Shen Haoyun kicked away the person who pushed forward. Now the dialogue can make him find the feeling of survival: "No wonder it's so powerful."

"You two are really idle."

Zhou Qi, who was killed, came forward, forced several people with three punches and two feet, and said, "Are you still in the mood to chat in this situation?"

"I'm not injured. Look at Zhou Qi, tut, three knife wounds. After I go back, I will let you know the pain." Qin Yang still remembers the previous healing.

Shen Haoyun was already gasping for breath. He felt that his arms were gradually losing strength. Zhou Qi saw the severe scars on his body and wink at Qin Yang. Qin Yang laughed, turned the knife, and instantly wanted to take their names away. He shouted loudly, "Who dares to come up and die!"

And Zhou Qi quickly took out the registration pills and stuffed them into Shen Haoyun's mouth.

Shen Haoyun took a deep breath and felt a burst of heat in his abdomen. He began to recover. He was shocked, but he still killed one person first and said, "What did you eat for me?"

"It's life-sustaining." Zhou Qi laughed.

"At this time, can you tell us the identity of your God of War team?" Xie Chengyang killed several people with sun umbrellas 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 injured soldiers one after another. At the same time, they protected the seriously injured and unable to fight in the middle. Everyone began to fight with the enemy in a circle. It is easier to say that Qin Yang's side is easier. Who has the longest weapon in his hand. The enemy can't lean on it at all, and he can't go back, so Qin Yang can still help the two people next to him kill a few from time to time.

"What about us? We are the God of War team, haha." Cheng Mu laughed and said.

"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 should be kept secret, seriously confidential."

"Have you ever heard of the black prison?" Zhou Qi laughed.

Everyone is now busy dealing with the constantly killing of terrorists. No one dares to shake their heads and shouts: "I've never heard of it."

"Black prison is the place where the most dangerous special soldiers of the Chinese military are detained. Of course, it also includes masters of national art such as Qin Yang. After we entered, we have announced the death information in the official copy, so it is normal that you have never heard of it, but I am very responsible to say that there are only two or three five-clawed golden dragon teams. You are eligible to enter the black prison, not to mention your sun umbrella team. Haha, there is no one."

"I'm dying." One person shouted, "Brothers, I'm sorry."

Those terrorists are also madly attacking these wounded soldiers. Hundreds of people are constantly surrounding them, and the pressure can be said to be unimaginable.

"Zhou Kehai, stand up for me." Xie Chengyang shouted.

At this time, Zhou Kehai was stabbed in the abdomen. He didn't have a chance to cover his stomach. He could only keep killing, and blood kept coming out of his mouth: "Captain, I, I love you."

"Ky, it's too late to say your last words." Qin Yang suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost. The knife in his hand was cut out and immediately pushed back all the surrounding terrorists. At the same time, he pushed Zhou Kehai into the defense circle. Gradually, Shen Haoyun, Wang Yang and others were stuffed in. Xie Chengyang was also seriously injured, but he was still persisting.

"Kill them!"

"Let's go, jihad is invincible!"

The terrorists rushed up like crazy, and they want to achieve the final strategic goal!

The people of the God of War team also won the lottery.

Including Qin Yang, he was stabbed in the back.

"Ah!"

With a roar, Tang Dao instantly pierced a person's chest. The blood kept churning, and the warm breath made them know that they were still alive. Most of the people in the God of War team are almost exhausted. Even elite soldiers will not feel good in the face of countless people. Without this group of people, Zhou Qi dares to swear that he can destroy all these guys as long as five people. The body mechanically waved the knife and fist, which had become an instinct.

"My God, save them." Zhou Xiao and his party shouted in pain in their hearts.

With the help of pain, Zhou Xiao took a photo. Zhou Xiao turned on his mobile phone with little power and silently typed a line of words: "They are constantly shrinking their defense line. They protect their injured brothers with their bodies. If God really exists, I hope you can show mercy and save them."

When the news came out, in just three seconds, a mysterious unsigned reply appeared: "God is coming."

This is very strange, because tourists without registration cannot post a reply. Just when Zhou Xiao was puzzled. The roar of the helicopter came, and it was accompanied by the arrogant voice of the God of War team in the familiar Zhao Wu: "Brothers, brother is coming!"