Chapter 1680 Abrupt Change

"How is it? Is it important?" Chen Kangjie helped Jarrier up and asked with concern.

Before Jarril stepped forward to save Alyosha, Chen Kangjie did not regard him as his own person, at most it was a pawn that could be used. However, from his desperate pounce, Chen Kangjie drew him into his own camp. Although the current entry has no meaning, at least it is not regarded as an outsider. If it is hard to say, it will make sense in the future.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can hold it up." Jarril endured the pain, wiped the blood on his face with warmth, and said with a squeeze of his eyebrows, "Long, thank you. If it weren't for you, I'd be separated now and died."

&n≡wan≡shu≡ba,↘ans￠↙mbsp;Jaril's face was actually a little pale. The man beside him had a big hole in his stomach, and blood sprayed on his face. He felt how dangerous it was just now. However, the blood on his face covered the original color on his face.

"You don't have to thank me. If you didn't take action without hesitation just now, then the corpse that fell to the ground now is you. If they don't kill you, I will do it." Chen Kangjie was concerned, but he didn't hide the truth that he should tell, "Okay, if you can hold on, just start working, and leave their safety to you. Don't be ruthless. If you don't kill people, others will kill you. You have killed several theology warriors with your gun before, don't care about killing more. This is for them, and even for yourself. Even if we can't go out alive, we should be like a man."

After Chen Kangjie finished speaking, he handed Alyosha and Wang Wei to Jarrier, and he threw himself into the battle again. He rushed forward with a knife in one hand and chopped left and right, and soon chopped the two enemies who surrounded the bear Ziqiang to the ground. One of them was chopped off with flesh and cloth, and the other arm was cut to the point of only a layer of skin left. He fell to the ground and hugged his broken arm and cried.

"Brother Qiang, is it okay to hold a knife in your left hand?" Chen Kangjie and Xiong Ziqiang asked back-to-back.

Xiong Ziqiang didn't ask for words, but took a bloody machete from Chen Kangjie's hand with his backhand, and then waved towards the seven or eight enemies climbing up on his left. Chen Kangjie didn't say anything, and five or six people were climbing up on the side he was facing.

Jarril, who was transporting Wang Wei away from the center of the battlefield, saw Chen Kangjie like a god of killing at this moment. He stretched out his left hand and spread his machete with his right hand, rushed towards the enemy in front of him with a ferocious face. In his eyes, there was no trace of fear, no retreat or fear. This was not only different from the person reported in the media before, but also very different from the previous two days. The kind of looking at death and the kind of heroic spirit made him a little unbelievable, a young man who should have been carefree and enjoying success, applause and complimentary.

Perhaps he was shocked by Chen Kangjie's ferocious spirit. Among the crowd opposite him who should have the advantage of the number of people, there was a young man who couldn't see clearly and was about 1.8 meters tall, regardless of the danger of his comrades on the other side, and actually raised his gun to shoot Chen Kangjie. However, Chen Kangjie's speed as fast as lightning was beyond his imagination.

Instead of dodging, Chen Kangjie accelerated his pace and used a method that others could not understand, pinned an enemy with a gun as a stick and twisted it over, then put the knife on his neck, and pushed him forward as a shield and continued to walk quickly.

This man didn't want to be a shield at all, nor did he want to listen to Chen Kangjie's command, and he was not even afraid of Chen Kangjie's shaking knife on his neck. But he had no choice, and before he could even choose, he was controlled by Chen Kangjie and pushed forward involuntarily, completely passive. He couldn't figure out why he was controlled by one move.

Chen Kangjie's ghostly techniques and inestimable power suddenly felt endless pressure. To defeat the enemy with one move, he could use it as a protective body. Superb skills alone are not enough. He must also have the domineering and power to control the tiger and lion.

The tall man who raised the gun shot at Chen Kangjie without aiming at it. His fear and threat told him that he must not let this devil-like person approach, otherwise he would have very little chance of living.

As soon as the gunshot sounded, Chen Kangjie pushed his "shield" forward, and then kicked him hard on the back. The man ran uncontrollably in the direction of the shooting.

"Puff", after the bullet passed through his chest, it continued to fly towards Chen Kangjie.

After doing a series of actions before, Chen Kangjie had no time to avoid the bullets that were flying in the air. The bullet rubbed his left abdomen and drilled a hole in his clothes. Chen Kangjie immediately realized that he had been shot and felt a burning pain in his left abdomen.

Surrounded by strong enemies, Chen Kangjie had no time to check his injuries. All he could do now was killing, killing all those who stood in front of him and those who posed danger to him. Only by killing them can he live for a while.

The penetration power of the rifle is very strong. At such a close distance, the impact force of the bullet will be greatly reduced after piercing a body, but the threat will still be very high. If the bullet can still hit the vital point, it will also be a waste of time. Fortunately, the hit is only Chen Kangjie's left abdomen, which is not very fatal.

Chen Kangjie ran with the shield he had kicked out and let go of the dangers on both sides for the time being. Now the most threatening to him is the gun, rather than the others who use hot weapons as cold weapons.

That person is also amazing. He clearly saw that his comrades-in-arms did not die under the other party's knife, but was shot in the chest by his own shot. He did not stop, but turned his body sideways, intending to avoid his comrades-in-arms who could no longer survive and find Chen Kangjie's position to shoot. However, Chen Kangjie gave him the chance to fire the first shot and would never let him shoot the second shot again. So he turned his body and Chen Kangjie was behind the "shield" that was about to die and was not dead yet.

He crawled out and swung it with a knife. The knife slashed his hand holding the gun, not only slashing the entire palm in half, but even the gun rod was cut into two pieces. It can be seen how much force the knife Chen Kangjie swung. As soon as he screamed halfway through his body, Chen Kangjie kicked his chin from bottom to top. I don’t know if it was because his tongue was bitten by his own teeth or his throat ruptured, and a fishy blood squirted out.

Seeing that Chen Kangjie killed two people in a few seconds (one of them was not killed by Chen Kangjie, but also because of him), the other several theocratic warriors who had always claimed that they were not afraid of death also felt a little creepy.

At this time, Chen Kangjie was already red-eyed and had no scruples. He would kill him when he saw him. He killed one person in three steps. Even if he had not practiced the sword technique, the machete in his hand was still very popular. As long as he was within two meters of his surroundings, he was either chopped or chopped, and then killed three more people one after another, the others were afraid to approach him.

Xiong Ziqiang and others were all like crazy, punching and kicking, hitting their heads and biting their mouths, hitting their knees and elbows, and stabbing the butt stocks. Anyway, they use whatever they can to attack the enemy, and basically use everything they can do without escape. For a moment, around the plateau platform on the southern foot of the Hindu Kush Mountains, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into a river, and the screams of the wounded were one after another. Releasing the Buddha was the hell on earth.

Chen Kangjie and his group of people have good physical fitness and great ability. Under everyone's hands, at least a few enemies have been lying down. However, no matter how hard they can fight, they can't resist the many opponents. Each of them is covered in scars. Pang Hui's eyes exploded with a kick, his face full of blood, and he looks very terrifying.

Except for Chen Kangjie, it is difficult for others to support it if they continue to fight. The air at high altitudes is already thin, and when they sit in such a life-deserving strenuous exercise, their bodies cannot last long, let alone they are injured.

"Don't shoot, I'm going to catch the alive." Safar, who followed behind, had already seen the situation on the battlefield, and there was no suspense to win. In order to increase the value of this operation, Safar was worried that someone in front of him would shoot or kill them with other weapons, so he hurriedly shouted a prompt order.

The huge cost of casualties has been paid and cannot be changed. Since the battle situation has been formed, even if a few more people are involved, there is nothing wrong with it. As long as you can ensure that you can catch the alive, I believe that the lost should be made up.

At this moment, a roar of thunder came from the sky. Safar looked up and saw two fighter jets appearing southeast of him.

"You are slow to come, the control here is mine." Safar said with a disdainful smile on his lips.

When Surmann saw these two fighter planes not far away, he couldn't even raise his happiness at all. Instead, he had the urge to curse. You guys, the battle is about to end, and you are here. I'm basically dead. A group of bastards, with relatively detailed directional guidance, why are they still coming so slowly? Are you all driving old hens?

Safar and Surman had completely different ideas about the emergence of fighter jets. As soon as Safar finished speaking, two more fighter jets emerged behind the two fighter jets.

It seems that this time I made a lot of money, the Air Force has only a little bit of money. It is amazing to send four fighter jets so grand for this mission. Safar was happy and was very proud of his foresight.

However, the sudden incident immediately smashed Safar's pride. One of the two fighter jets behind actually fired a missile, and the missiles did not fly to them, but chased one of the two fighter jets in front.
Chapter completed!