Chapter 303 Crazy hand-to-hand combat IV
Gradually, the sunshine that had set in the sky was no longer as dazzling as before.
The battle in the air also turned into a smoke-filled Mustang fighter, leaving the last intact fighter on the Japanese side, and was in an extremely thrilling dog fight.
I believe that in a short time, such an air battle will lead to a real result.
But at this time, the people fighting each other on the ground no longer have the time and energy to care about what the air battle in the sky will look like.
Because in almost every second, people will die in battle. On the battlefield where the remaining limbs and broken arms fly across, the two sides fighting like wild animals will soon become anxious.
Under such a state, the two sides who had completely killed their eyes red had no tactics at all.
What are the three-person team tactics, what are the hand-to-hand combat skills that cooperate and support each other? All of the above are gone.
Now they only think about one thing, killing the opponent in front of them at all means and costs.
A 'Ah~' scream filled with pain.
In an unspeakable pain, the Chinese characters opened their mouths and screamed wildly.
The reason for this is not that he was stabbed by a bayonet in the battle with the Japanese; in fact, this guy was lucky a few seconds ago.
Or in other words, after this guy started the war, he found a relatively thin Japanese devil.
One of them is obviously a new recruit who has not been in the army and has poor combat effectiveness to replenish new recruits.
Then, the two of them fought together on the ground while the Japanese were holding bayonets and Chinese characters and a engineer shovel.
He swung his fists, helmets, and in these hand positions, he could touch the hard objects in his hand and greeted the other party.
Not to mention, such a Japanese man who looks thin is quite strong in terms of strength.
Or, Chinese characters, a successful person who grew up in a peaceful environment, had never expected the huge potential that people burst out under the pressure of life and death.
In such a fight, Chinese characters are quite difficult.
However, thanks to the healthy body maintained and exercised by Chinese characters under various serious and inappropriate hobbies over the years, and the sufficient nutrition of modern planes, they are at least one body taller than the other person's head.
After almost a minute of fighting, you pressed me and I pressed you.
The middle-aged man with better physical strength in Chinese characters gradually gained the upper hand in this fight; he could clearly feel the Japanese, beating his head with the helmet being knocked away, and the force on his fist was not as strong as before.
But there is another possibility for this matter.
That was his pitiful head. After being fucked too many times, he was a little numb now.
Of course, the Japanese who fought with him was not feeling well now. A 98-type steel helmet caught by Chinese characters was already covered in blood and blood.
I believe that in the next time, as long as I do this again, my grandson's head can be smashed open and smashed like a walnut.
It seemed that he felt such a huge crisis that was about to be killed. The Japanese broke out with all his might and overturned the Chinese characters riding on him to the ground.
Just like the previous fight, the Chinese character's waist was about to turn over and continue to suppress the Japanese.
Without warning, his mouth screamed in shock.
That's because the Japanese bit the inner side of his thigh, which was the most delicate piece of tender flesh; after being bitten at this position, it was called a severe pain to make Chinese characters hurt.
I was bitten here, but it was the result of Chinese characters moving their bodies unconsciously during the previous struggle.
Otherwise, the bitten place will not be the inner thigh.
But something more sensitive and deadly.
Under such severe pain, Chinese characters seemed to go crazy, waving their blood-stained helmets and smashing them to the thin Japanese with all their strength.
So many times I hit my thigh, and the thigh bones were hurt and I couldn't care about it.
One, two, three, and finally the tenth time hit, the Japanese finally let go of his mouth that bit the Chinese character's thigh.
At this time, the Chinese characters covered in cold sweat were the steel helmets in their hands.
Then I heard the one in front of me, who was now in the dying moment of death, and said, "????."
When he heard this, the Chinese characters were angry because he could understand this sentence, which was the meaning of mercy in the language of Oppa.
In an inexplicable anger, the guy pounced on him again, and the helmet in his hand continued to smash it wildly again.
In this case, it is completely stopped until the white liquid is everywhere on your head, face, neck, and body.
By the way! What else is more hated by the Chinese men than the Japanese?
They are those traitors who have forgotten their ancestors and their bloodlines, as well as the pitiful and hateful servants in these surrounding colonies.
When I saw the face in front of me, it was when I was completely unable to see it in a mess; when I entered the crazy Chinese characters, I gradually woke up.
But at such a moment, he found that he didn't even have any strength on his body.
His hands and feet are so weak that he has no way to continue fighting.
Then, this guy was riding on the Japanese who had already died. He used his head to break and his blood flowed into his eyes and his eyes were red and he began to look at the situation on the battlefield.
Perhaps because of the blood red in front of him, he looked particularly tragic at the moment.
Their failed commander, Hu Biao and Hu Yingzhai, were already the Wolverine Bone Blade between their hands, and that was also released.
However, in front of the indigenous people, the Bone Blade should have been disguised for a little while so as not to scare the opponent.
As Hu Biao waved his arms wildly, there were dense claw shadows all over his body. As long as he encountered this pair of Japanese devils with bone claws, his body would be torn apart.
So in the sight of Chinese characters, Hu Biao's whole body seemed to be caught out of blood, and his whole body was red.
Even on the shoulder, there were still half a terrifying intestines and half a quick liver hanging. As Hu Biao used it to keep wandering, the scene was indescribable.
I just don’t know how much of the blood in him comes from the Japanese, and how many of them come from the commander Hu Biao himself.
About 10 meters away from Hu Biao, Xu Feng, a guy who is said to have the blood of a berserker, must have entered the madness now.
That's because there was a broken bayonet inserted in front of this guy's chest, back, and thighs.
Damn! Just looking at these wounds seems to hurt.
However, under such serious injuries, this guy was just the left leg with a bayonet in his arms, and he was dragging and moving when moving.
The handle on my hand was filled with huge axes full of thick plasma.
With every wave and slash, one of the Japanese, who were fat, thin, short, or short, could cut off their hands, feet, and heads.
Even, it was cut into two pieces and two pieces.
Under such a hand-to-hand combat, the berserkers who have become crazy do not know the pain and are not afraid of casualties. They are like a human-shaped battlefield meat grinder.
The dozen Japanese soldiers surrounding Xu Feng were already filled with horror.
It was just a lieutenant who waved the commanding knife and roared wildly in his mouth, otherwise the Japanese would have escaped in horror.
At the same time, in this process, there is no good thing about eating meat without being beaten.
While Xu Feng was constantly killing the Japanese, he was constantly adding wounds to his body, because this guy was always attacking, and then attacking again, he had no idea of dodging.
It was a way of fighting that was completely injured to exchange for the opponent's life.
After taking a few glances at Chinese characters, Xu Feng was hit by another gun.
Chapter completed!