The strongest soldier

"Bullshit, we're going to die together." Lan Xue cursed angrily, with a face as firm as iron, and glanced back with a cold gaze. The pursuers were getting closer and closer, and the firepower was too dense. If he rushed out rashly, he would be a living target. It would be better to stay in the original place. Wait on the ground, wait for the enemy to get close, and then rush forward to kill them.

"Captain, please." Gui Shou cried out sadly, saying that he could die. If it was because he had dragged down Lan Xue, Gui Shou would not be able to see anyone, let alone the other brothers. He begged: "Captain, listen to me, instead of If both of them die here, it would be better for me to die alone. Just run away and remember to avenge me."

"No, Guo Ren has no habit of abandoning his brothers to live and die together." Lan Xue refused without hesitation.

"But, think about it, Brother Ghost, you still have a future. I am a bachelor, so I will die if I die. I beg you." Ghost Hand shouted excitedly, his face was sad, and his eyes were red and full of anger.

"Stop talking, I have made up my mind, and he will not watch me abandon my brothers and live alone." Lan Xue refused coldly, her heart full of bitterness, death is not terrible, she did not expect that she would not be able to see her beloved even before she died. Looking at the person, with a heavy heart, Lan Xue looked out again and found that the pursuer was only thirty meters away. His cold eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he was an enraged beast, and he held the tiger-tooth saber tightly in his hand. , prepared for close combat.

"Live and die together! Captain, we will be brothers in the next life." Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Guishou roared angrily, straightened his chest and strode towards the pursuers, hoping that his death would dispel Lan Xue's persistence, his voice was solemn and solemn, covering up The sound of gunshots floated in the woods, and the whole world felt sad.

"Ghost Hand - Kill!." Lan Xue didn't know what Ghost Hand was thinking. She yelled in pain and rushed over. Her eyes were cold, her face was as cold as frost, and her whole body was exuding a murderous aura. After taking out the bullet, Lan Xue ran angrily, eager to close the distance with the enemy. The overwhelming hatred made Lan Xue suddenly speed up a lot, pulling out an afterimage in the void, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Go to hell!" Lan Xue arrived at a distance of twenty or thirty meters in a blink of an eye. He flew up and kicked an enemy far away. He hit an enemy hard and the tiger fangs on Lan Xue's hand were cut open like lightning. The throat of another enemy rushed into the enemy group like crazy, and the enemies around him fell to the ground clutching their own throats.

An enemy swung the butt of his gun and hit it. Lan Xue didn't dodge at all. He just tilted his head slightly to avoid the fatal part. The tiger fangs in his hand cut the throat of an enemy without hesitation. With a thud, the butt of the gun hit him. It hit Lan Xue on the shoulder. Lan Xue took a step forward like a normal person, grabbed an enemy, and pulled hard. The opponent's center of gravity was unbalanced and he fell over. Lan Xue moved forward with his tiger fangs and cut his throat directly.

Unlike Lan Xue's lightning-fast attack, Ghost Hand's attack was very strange. However, on his shoulder and hand, the saber in his hand stabbed into someone's throat strangely. Before he could pull it out in time, from the corner of his eye, he saw someone hit him with a gun and flew up. With one kick, he pulled out his saber and plunged it into the other man's armpit.

The soldier screamed and fiercely hugged the ghost hand, trying to hug the ghost hand and give his companion a chance. The ghost hand pulled the tiger's fangs and widened the opponent's wound. The man felt another burst of pain. The strength he had gathered was released, and he fell to the side.

"Go to hell!" The ghost hand flew up with a kick, hitting one person's chin, and kicked the other person away. He rushed forward a few steps, came to Lan Xue's side, and shouted happily: "Captain, please join hands."

"Okay, kill!" Lan Xuesen's cold eyes were full of murderous intent, and he shouted coldly. The tiger's fangs drew a line in the void, cutting off the neck of an enemy who was sneaking up on him. He formed a back-to-back momentum with the ghost hand, without worrying about what was behind him. With their safety at their backs, the two men's combat effectiveness greatly increased, and they fought together with the fiercely attacking enemies.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, a roar came from the woods not far away, like a tiger descending from the mountain. The sound shook the forest, wild birds flew around, and attracted both the enemy and us who were fighting. Everyone peeked in confusion.

At this time, a person suddenly rushed out of the woods, like a tiger descending from the mountain, with endless killing intent. The speed was as fast as lightning and difficult to catch with the naked eye. While running, everyone seemed to see this person pull something out from his back. Then, everyone saw this man being rolled into the battlefield like a windmill, causing blood and flesh to fly wherever he went.

"Hahaha, it's my brother who's here." Guishou couldn't see clearly who it was, but he was familiar with the voice, and he was overjoyed and shouted excitedly: "Kill!" He was filled with fighting spirit and murderous intent.

"Is it really you?" Lan Xue looked at the person in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face. A stream of tears rolled down his face. His body was hit by someone, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground. He immediately reacted and let out a sweet cry, A kick flew up and swept across like an iron whip. It was so powerful that it sent the opponent flying far away and hit several people.

Luo Zheng heard the gunfire and came over, and found that Lan Xue and Gui Shou were surrounded. He was immediately panicked and ran over in anger. The two Japanese knives flew like flying windmills, killing everyone who blocked them along the way. Wherever he passed, rivers of blood flowed, and countless people died under the Japanese sword. How terrifying was Luo Zheng's fighting power when he took action in a rage?

After rushing to the front, Luo Zheng chopped down the three of them. Seeing Guishou's shoulder and hand, Lan Xue looked fine. He threw a Japanese sword to Guishou. The three of them stood in a triangular formation in tacit agreement, looking at them coldly. After killing Podan's enemy, Luo Zheng said with concern: "Is everything okay? I'm late."

"It's not too late, just in time." Guishou responded with great pride, staring coldly at the enemy in front, gasping for air. In the previous fight, Guishou consumed a lot of energy, and the enemy did not attack, so he took the opportunity to recover.

"Just come." Lan Xue said with a double entendre. Her spirits were lifted. She was satisfied to be able to fight to the death on the battlefield with her beloved. Lan Xue's strong fighting spirit burned, as if it was going to ignite the surrounding air.

"Put down your weapons, and I will spare your death." A man came over from the crowd of enemies, and it was Tulu.

"Father?" Another person came over and shouted anxiously, it was Balang. Balang hated Luo Zheng and others and wanted to kill them quickly, so he naturally opposed Tulu's proposal.

"As long as you submit to me and become my subordinates from now on, I will give you whatever you want, as long as I have it, how about it?" Tulu shouted coldly. He is worthy of being a heroic figure, and his calculations are very shrewd.

"Only you?" Luo Zheng shouted coldly. When the enemy did not attack, everyone took the opportunity to take a breather. He rolled his eyes and continued: "I kidnapped your people and killed so many of your people. You and I Revenge, why should I believe you? Who can guarantee that they will not use illegal weapons?" He said and looked at the others.