"call······"
This Asian sniper staggered back three steps before exhaling a foul breath. One was Jiang Minghao’s foot that made him feel like his abdomen was hit by a fast-speeding train, as if The whole internal organs were turned upside down by this foot, but he was fortunate for himself. Solving the deadlock of death in this way was also considered a life for himself.
But what made him feel terrified was the young man in front of him. He didn't seem to care that he just slipped past the edge of death. He didn't take his life seriously, and even wanted to continue this life-threatening battle, but he didn't. I am willing to continue to fight Jiang Minghao like this. After all, I am only doing things for money. In the heart of this Asian sniper, he has already retreated, and his momentum is far behind Jiang Minghao.
"Come on, come on!"
Jiang Minghao looked at the enemy hesitating in front of him, but his confidence increased. While yelling, he approached slowly with catwalks under his feet. The murderous air suddenly emitted from his body was like a demon climbing up from hell. , So that the enemy in front of him couldn't help but stand upright.
Looking at this madman who is not afraid of death, the Asian sniper suddenly thought of a question. It is impossible for him to completely kill the madman in front of him with only these fists, so he can only rely on the two scimitars in his hand. , There was a sniper rifle that was thrown aside, with only one bullet in the magazine, but in the current situation, he had no choice but to hold the two sabers in his hands.
I saw this Asian sniper put on an attack that softened boxing and military-police fighting, replacing his fists with two scimitars in his hands, beating slowly, as if he were a senior boxer, but facing Jiang Minghao's steps were pressing tightly, but he was looking at Jiang Minghao's sturdy body, while slowly moving back with a slightly invisible step under his feet, trying to get a distance.
Don’t look at Jiang Minghao’s view of death as his home. One shot is the thunderous method of breaking the boat and ruining the boat, but as long as it is a person, he is afraid of death, and Jiang Minghao only completely hides and forgets his emotions. He has spent so much money and The energy was only exchanged for a month, and it was only the next day. How could he let himself die like this? However, in the face of the enemy in front of him, Jiang Minghao still went forward without turning back and then forward, killing and killing without turning back.
But at this critical moment, scenes and scenes appeared in Jiang Minghao’s mind. His grandfather’s determined and serious expression, Dean Lu Hongfeng’s smiling face, the hot commander Long Zhiwen’s curse, and Chu Xiaolan’s tearful eyes, Wu Tian, Wei Debing, Li Yuhui...the faces of these people are constantly turning and appearing in front of him like a merry-go-round.
In an instant, Jiang Minghao seemed to have experienced everything he had experienced for more than 20 years again. The ups and downs seemed to be an overturned five-flavored bottle, which made Jiang Minghao a heartache, especially the empty grave where only a few clothes were buried. , So that Jiang Minghao's heart felt the pain of being cut piece by piece.
But what Jiang Minghao didn’t know was that the scenes of emotions in his eyes made the Asian sniper not far away could not help but raise a look of despair. His mind also showed up in his mind. Last month, to be honest, he was very nostalgic for this kind of life, but from the bottom of his heart he knew very well that this mad boy in front of him would never let him continue to live in the world and enjoy it all.
The dull and hot air made the two confronting soldiers feel difficult to breathe. The breath of death seemed to be an airtight cloth, blocking their mouths and noses, but their hearts were surprisingly cold at this moment. As if everything returned to peace.
"Come on, come and fight like a soldier!" The Asian sniper seemed to have made a great decision. He calmed his face and began to roar:
"what·······"
"kill·······"
The two held sabers at the same time, like two tigers fighting for the top of the mountain, pounced towards each other. The sabers in their hands were the fangs in their mouths. The momentum of this shock made the mess of withered grass and dust around them tolerate. Unable to stop, make room for the two to fight.
"clang······"
A metal cracking sound was like a thunderbolt in a blue sky. Suddenly it sounded in the ears of the two of them. Jiang Minghao secretly used his dantian energy and instilled all the energy into the falcon wing saber in his hand, the dark-bladed falcon wing. The saber is like a warrior in armor. When it hits the Columbi scimitar, it has the effect of cutting iron like mud, smoothly breaking the scimitar in the left hand of the Asian sniper.
"Ding Dang..."
The broken blade seemed to be a corpse that had been hacked and smashed on the ground for a few moments before losing its vitality. Although the whole process only took a few seconds, it seemed to the two of them that it had passed most of the night. While stunned, the sniper did not give up the attack on Jiang Minghao.
"boom·······"
The bodies of the two slammed into each other violently, like two violent bears crashing into the enemy frantically with their own bodies. Under this collision, the two felt a sore shoulders at the same time, but the fighting instinct made them stretch out immediately. Hugging each other with both hands, the Asian sniper’s left hand immediately pressed Jiang Minghao’s right wrist. Similarly, his right hand was also firmly stopped by Jiang Minghao. The two were like parachuting from the sky, supporting each other with both hands. , But the difference is that both of them didn't have time to stand firm, both of them were completely stretched down and smashed to the ground fiercely.
Although the body was slapped to the ground like a dead fish, the two of them had no time to worry about the physical pain, because the blades in each other's hands were facing their own eyes. If you are careless, the sharp saber will be worn. Seeing through his own eyes, another wrestling battle started when the two of them were lying on their stomachs. The two of them had four hands, and they were completely entangled with two human-shaped giant pythons.
Seeing that the tip of the Columbi Scimitar was just one centimeter away from his eyes, Jiang Minghao's back was also soaked in cold sweat, but his face did not have the fear of an Asian sniper. He faced such a situation. The enemy, facing the enemy who infringed on the land of our dragon country and assassinated my brothers and sisters, even if we all die together.
Obviously, this time of wrestling is completely a contest of physical fitness between the two of them. If the last time they wrestled, they could use their physical skills to catch the support of the ground to compete with each other. Then, now, they will not only compare what they have in their hands The saber inserted into the opponent's eyes, there was no other way.
While wrestling, the two stared at the saber that was about to be inserted into their eyes. Cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of both sides, because when the blade reached the eyeball, it meant that the saber in the opponent's hand would pass the eyeball. , Penetrating the head, it means the coming of death.
At this moment, the Asian sniper watched Jiang Minghao's movements with horror. The fear of death was immediately revealed on his face, and his face that had been flushed from the wrestling turned pale in an instant.
I saw Jiang Minghao suddenly turned his head, raised his head, and bit the palm of the opponent holding the Columbi Scimitar, like a crocodile with amazing bite force, making his palm feel like a piece of meat was torn off, but The frightening thing is that the Columbi saber in his hand was buckled tightly because of the ring, and the blade was bent. When the tip of the knife touched Jiang Minghao’s eyes for less than half a centimeter, It will never advance one millimeter.
The Asian sniper's eyes widened, as if they were two copper bells, but the expression in his eyes began to fade, even full of despair.
"Strong, hard, almost."
He screamed desperately from the bottom of his heart, cheering on himself, but the right hand holding the scimitar was still unable to move the slightest in Jiang Minghao’s mouth. At this moment, he watched Jiang Minghao free his left hand. Pressing directly on the end of the hilt of the Hayabusa saber in his right hand, he began to work hard with both hands, preparing to push the blade of the Hayabusa into his eyes.
"what·······"
Finally, the Asian sniper couldn't help screaming. He felt his left eye was pierced by a hot red soldering iron, slowly drilling into the eye socket like an ant, the pain It feels as if half of his head has been cut off. It feels like his left eye is like a broken water pipe, gurgling blood out, but now he closes his eyes and tries to restrain himself. His trembling body made him die with dignity, he couldn't make any effort at all.
But at this moment, a series of gunshots suddenly came.
"Bang bang bang..."
It was the sound of a pistol firing. A series of pistol bullets were like raindrops. They shot towards the place where the two were lying on their stomachs. The golden bullet spattered a burst of dust and sparks on the hard concrete floor, and Jiang Minghao stabbed the Asian violently. The sniper's saber slammed, and immediately let go, it was a tumbling, rolling towards the flowerbed on the side.
And that Asian sniper, when Jiang Minghao stopped in time, lost one eye, but saved his head. When he heard this familiar gunshot, his whole body seemed to be a clockwork machine. Letting his eyes gurgle with blood, he evaded in the direction that Jiang Minghao rolled like a conditioned reflex.
Seeing the two of them tumbling while avoiding bullets, it was as if the bullets were Zhuge Liang afterwards, and could only be beaten on the trajectory they rolled, as if the guy who shot the gun was aiming at their shadows.
"From..."
I don’t know if it’s the natural instinct of the soldiers or the special tacit understanding between the two of them in this fight. After a period of rolling, both of them have a waist, and when they kick their feet, they will roll themselves on the ground like a boar. Stand up, and do all kinds of complicated, simple, and even incredible military evasive actions.
At this time, if there is a military tycoon on the scene and watching these two men do almost identical military evasive actions, the standard level is by no means inferior to the textbook, as if the two men are demonstrating for the recruits.
But at this moment, the faces of Jiang Minghao and the Asian sniper in front of them trembled suddenly, revealing a trace of horror, because they heard a voice, which is for the two snipers who are well versed in sniper warfare. , It's so familiar, this is simply the roar of death.