Luke was not in a hurry either.
If Rebeck can't hold on, he will just shoot from behind.
He is familiar with this matter.
At this moment, the saber in William's hand flew, blocking Rebeck's kitchen knife with one knife and wiping it out.
Rebeck took a small step back, turned his wrist, used the kitchen knife to remove the military knife, and pulled it over with his backhand.
William took a half step back and raised his left hand to protect the line from his chest to his neck.
Swish!
The cuff of his spiked leather jacket was sliced open by a kitchen knife.
William took two more steps back, steadied his position, and used his right hand saber to protect himself again: "Rebeck, it's been so long since we last met, your skills have regressed..."
Rebeck said nothing, but just curled his lips slightly, full of sarcasm.
He slowly took half a step forward, and the kitchen knife made a knife flower, confusing William's vision.
The next moment, he quickened his pace and took another small step forward, and the kitchen knife clanged and scraped against William's military knife.
The two men's forearms were waving in circles as if they were playing hide and seek.
The blades held by both parties were like the teeth of poisonous snakes, quickly touching and then retracting, and then colliding again.
Luke watched with great interest from the side.
This is the taste! It turns out that you can use kitchen knives in many different ways!
He decided that when he returned home he would replace the kitchen knives at home with the model that Rebeck used.
The two men who were fighting fiercely paid no attention to the onlookers nearby.
Dagger combat is the most dangerous type of cold weapon combat.
When professionals fight, the slightest mistake will almost certainly result in death.
When the blades in the two men's hands collided, the other hand continued to move in small increments.
This is both to confuse the opponent and to look for opportunities.
Once your free left hand seizes the opponent's gap and pinches his wrist, the initiative will fall into your hands.
William was obviously afraid of this.
He is only about 1.85 meters tall and not as sturdy as Rebeck. Once his wrist is controlled and they start a strength contest, he is likely to lose.
The two are old acquaintances, and they both know each other's worth.
But William knew that Rebeck was not only a top-notch dagger fighting skill, but also had extremely strong close combat joint skills.
As long as Rebeck grabs the wrist, the hand will probably be lost.
Both of them moved very quickly and swiftly, but their feet hardly left the ground and their strides were quite small.
On the contrary, the upper bodies and arms of the two men were changing directions frantically, and the clanging sounds continued.
A sharp light flashed in Rebeck's eyes.
The next moment, he suddenly closed the distance between the two of them, putting both of them in an extremely dangerous position.
At this moment, neither of them needed to fully extend their arms to stab the dagger into the other's body.
William cut across without hesitation.
Rebeck's body suddenly retreated, and a long cut was instantly left on his chest.
This wasn't the special effect in the movies where clothes were just torn. His chest instantly turned red.
Luke frowned: Impossible!
Rebeck's skills are clearly slightly better, and his arms are longer and his movements are more agile, so how could he still lose
The muzzle of the gun in his hand was already raised.
William succeeded in his first strike with the knife, and followed up almost reflexively, stabbing with the backhand.
However, Rebeck seemed to have anticipated the way William would attack this time. After avoiding most of the damage from William's first attack, he moved his body to the side in sync with William's stabbing movement.
The slender left hand stretched out, placed on William's right wrist, and pushed it out suddenly, and the kitchen knife in the right hand cut towards William's neck.
William was horrified and subconsciously raised his left hand to block. He screamed and a small wound was left on his left hand.
But he did not look happy, his eyes widened in horror.
William knew instantly that he had lost his position!
In any fight, being out of position is extremely dangerous.
He was lured into a heavy pursuit by Rebeck at the cost of being injured, and fell into Rebeck's trap of losing his position.
At this moment, William's right hand was blocked by Rebeck's left hand, and he was unable to retract his hand to defend himself, but his left hand subconsciously shrank back after being injured.
Both of his hands lost their defensive position, and he was unable to retreat to create distance between the two sides and adjust his defensive posture.
Although Rebeck's knife looked fierce, it actually did not have much power.
After the blade of the kitchen knife brushed past William's wrist, it didn't stop at all. He deftly turned his wrist back and forth, and the sharp blade popped out from the arm like a poisonous fang.
The blade and the arm formed a right angle, thrusting down fiercely and penetrating straight in.
puff!
With a dull thud, only the handle of the knife was left on William's crown.
William's eyes widened, his eyeballs rolled back, and he fell to his knees, throwing himself straight down.
Rebeck straightened the blood-red clothes on his chest and murmured, "Look, I'm here."
This lightning-fast scene lasted less than two seconds, and William went from having a slight advantage to becoming a Teletubbie.
This dagger fight is really too dangerous! Luke opened his mouth speechlessly, put down the gun, and walked away in boredom.
He was still muttering, "Humph! Pretender! Why waste words, just stab him to death."
Having said that, Luke couldn't help but touch the top of his head, and he felt it was cold there.
Soon, he returned to the supply warehouse.
He grabbed the hand that Private Nash had just raised, preventing him from pulling the trigger. Then he whispered, "It's me."
The extremely nervous Private Nash finally relaxed: "What's the situation up there?"
Luke adjusted his mood and said with a little surprise: "I just went on the deck, and the gangsters seemed to be running away. I heard someone say that the Navy SEALs are here."
Nash breathed a sigh of relief: "Really? Then we are saved."
Luke: "Yeah, yeah, what about the Navy SEALs? They are the most powerful people in the United States!"
Nash nodded repeatedly: "Yes, they are very good."
Luke: "Then I'll go tell them the good news. You stay on guard. By the way, don't shoot randomly, in case it's a Navy SEAL."
Nash nodded awkwardly.
If Luke hadn't been quick, he would have almost shot Luke.
The young Private Nash was excited and expectant, and he watched the movements at the hatch intently.
Luke smiled and returned to the corner where the three women were.
The three ladies were very surprised to see him come back.
He smiled and whispered the lines he had said to Nash again, and the three women also became happy.
There are few Americans who don't know the name of the Navy SEALs.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and Luke was stunned: What's going on
Why does it sound like... a cannon is being fired
But why is this battleship firing
Luke walked over and asked Private Nash a few questions to confirm that his feeling was correct.
The noise just now was indeed the warship firing.
But Nash said that what happened just now seemed to be the secondary gun, and on the Montana, which was about to be decommissioned, the ammunition of the secondary guns had long been unloaded, leaving only flares.