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Zhang Feng's explosive speed was so inertial that the blood flowing out of his cheek flew backwards. Half of his cheek was stained red with blood, making him look like a murderer!
Rush into the crowd fiercely! And Zhang Feng also had to do this. Only in this way could his body be mixed among the American soldiers, so that the other side would not dare to shoot.
Otherwise, even if Zhang Feng's body is modified, bullets will still leave bloody holes and be fatal.
Of course, not to mention the human body, even steel will be penetrated by the violent shooting of explosive bullets!
Zhang Feng not only looks like a god of death at this moment, but he also completely transforms into a god of death!
The moment he passed by the soldier who shot at him, he directly grasped the barrel of the automatic rifle in his hand with his palm, twisted it suddenly, and broke it!
The soldier's eyes widened with disbelief!
He actually broke the barrel of the gun, which was made of steel! Is this even a human being
So perverted!
Zhang Feng didn't give him a chance to express his feelings. He inserted half of the gun barrel in his hand directly into the neck of the shocked American soldier!
Blood spurts, killing instantly!
Even if it was his body, Zhang Feng was not ready to let it go.
He handed over the half of the gun barrel that was stained red by donated blood with his backhand, grabbed the limp body that was lying on the ground, and threw it directly towards the American soldier in front of him.
The moment the corpse came out of his hand, his eyes fell on the knife bag at the base of the corpse's thigh. There was a fighting saber stuck inside.
As soon as his eyes saw it, his hands arrived and he drew out his saber.
In the hands of its original owner, this saber might have been used to brag and show off. But in Zhang Feng's hands, the saber was only used to do what it was supposed to do, and that was to kill!
The top soldier of the American army, even if he was lax just now, is now reacting. The order was given to stop the absconders. But now, it was clearly a defensive position, but people were killing them.
Although Zhang Feng's face is bright red now and he looks very scary, these top soldiers of the US Army are really not afraid. No matter how powerful they are, they are not just one person!
Soon, they will understand the truth. One person can kill sixty or seventy of them, and they will fall on their backs! By then, no matter how scared they are, it will be too late.
On the other side, Caldera was already eager to rush over. Although he didn't have so many twists and turns in his head, he also understood that Zhang Feng was in a very dangerous situation. A person had to fight against dozens of times more enemies. Even a pig's brain knew how difficult and dangerous it was.
However, Hilgava on the side was always comforting Caldera, telling him not to be anxious and that now was not the time to rush over.
If Zhang Feng could not wait until Zhang Feng completely disrupted the Mi Army's defense line before rushing over, the Mi Army might still have free hands to snipe those who rushed over, and there would definitely be casualties by then.
Once excessive casualties occur, it will become meaningless for Zhang Feng to take this risk.
The general, who was staring at the surveillance camera, was so angry that his facial features almost shifted. He kept muttering in his mouth: "Tailong, it's Tailong again. Damn it, I will cut you into pieces. I will kill you!"
However, no matter how angry he was in his heart, it had no impact on Zhang Feng, and he couldn't hear it anyway.
Moreover, he now has no manpower to send additional troops, so he can only watch Zhang Feng killing the American soldiers one by one in the surveillance video.
The scene returned to Zhang Feng. At this moment, the original color of the saber in his hand could no longer be seen. It was completely dyed red with blood, and blood dripped down the tip of the knife.
Under his feet, three corpses had fallen, all of them had their throats sealed with a knife. They were bloody but simple and efficient, without wasting any time.
Stimulated by the blood, the American soldiers secreted adrenaline at an accelerated pace, and each one became more excited than the other. They all rushed towards Zhang Feng with their sabers in their hands or their automatic rifles in rotation.
The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth were raised, and combined with the blood-stained cheeks, he looked extremely ghostly.
"Well done!" He now also wants to see how terrifying his combat power can be after his re-transformed body!
Also, he has not fully adapted to the enhanced physical functions brought about by the second transformation. Through fighting, he can just adapt to his more powerful self.
Even if the strength is just a little bit stronger, there is a little more possibility of survival here. This is the reality!
Facing the rushing American soldiers, they did not retreat at all, and even... advanced instead of retreating, and launched a countercharge directly towards the enemy!
On the other hand, Hilgava finally agreed to Caldera's request, and the latter rushed out first. He wanted to fight side by side with Zhang Feng.
Hilgava believed that the time had come, so naturally he was unwilling to be left behind and rushed out closely following Caldera.
The rest of the people also increased their speed to the fastest level.
Phew!
The sharp saber swiped directly across the neck of a US soldier, and the blood under pressure surged out from the neck cavity, splattering everywhere.
The blade penetrated into the bone, almost cutting off the target's neck bone.
Zhang Feng's brows furrowed!
Almost severing the entire neck? This is not the result he wants. There are particularities to killing. If you can kill someone by slitting their throat, do you need to waste your energy cutting off the neck
If the purpose of killing is to kill someone, what is the difference between a soldier and a butcher
Sometimes killing can become an art, efficient and without wasting any extra energy. This is what Zhang Feng pursues.
Of course, only in this way can we save our physical strength to the greatest extent and maximize our combat effectiveness.
Frowning, Zhang Feng knew that this was because he had not fully adapted to the powerful combat power brought about by the transformation of body functions.
If you want to adapt as soon as possible, there is only one way, which is to keep fighting and killing.
Without advancing but retreating, the American soldiers fell to his feet one after another. Blood splattering becomes the only scene, and death becomes the only theme.
In the narrow passage, Zhang Feng was able to maximize his speed, and his keen hearing was like having a pair of eyes on the back of his head. It became a delusion to sneak attack on him!
As the number of deaths of American soldiers continued to increase, the living finally began to feel fear in their hearts.
Because the bloody lessons taught them that the number of people is not necessarily the key to victory or defeat. One person can also kill dozens of times the enemy!
At this time, Caldera also arrived with everyone...