"Hold your ground! Hold on! Flare!"

Scheming and fickleness can get a good start, but victory or defeat is ultimately completed by strength, and as soon as the reserve camp of the coalition position reacts, it will immediately be on guard, and flares will fly into the air one after another, illuminating the night for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A U.S. soldier who was just watching a play and watching other countries fight for fun, suddenly found that under the light of the flares, a figure appeared in the hinterland position where he should have been safe, a figure killing everywhere, causing chaos!

Blocked by artillery fire, this figure, most of the volunteers behind it have been separated, and is now in a sea of people.

Or, in the midst of a sea of people, the killing is bloody!

Many of the coalition forces also discovered this phenomenon, and there was an enemy in the place, unable to cover the shots, and many of them were in disbelief and then angry at the sight of a group of frightened bird-like comrades fleeing in all directions.

An enemy with a bayonet in his hand, sneaking into the barracks at night, scares you like rats?

The heavy firepower of the coalition forces has been arranged, firmly blocking the opponent in front, and after stabilizing at this time, Lin Mu's appearance of creating chaos in his military camp is extremely eye-catching.

"Kill him!"

The fleeing coalition troops, when they saw that the opponent was only one person, also had a mixture of shame and anger on their faces, and the sound of "sneering" bayonets entering the body in the dark just now made them think that the main force of the volunteer army had come in, who would have thought that the endless sound of killing in their ears was actually done by this person in front of them!

The surrounding coalition forces have become Lin Mu's best umbrella, and the other party also seems to have the intention of killing himself in close combat to wash away the shame.

"Good!"

Suddenly crashed into the arms of the coalition army in front of him, and the military thorn in his hand circled his body for half a circle, cutting the throats of the other two coalition troops, and blood flew into the sky, dyed a blood red!

The four-edged military stab in his hand, the bayonet has no blade on the body, which increases its toughness and firmness, only the tip of the bayonet, obliquely as if the tip of the sword is cut obliquely, it looks very inconspicuous.

It is indeed inconspicuous, it can only stab, not slash, and it does not have the function of those multi-functional sabers in the previous life.

There is no sharp part of the military thorn, because if the tip pierces a person, it will penetrate into the pores between the fibers of the person's clothes, and when the blade of the knife is pierced again, it is like a long cone drilling into several layers of sacks, and if the other party wears a lot of clothes, it is difficult to pierce it.

Looking at the tip of the bayonet that has been broken, when it pierces the person's body, it is to first stab the opponent's clothes into a wound, and then the bayonet can effortlessly expand the wound, a blow pierces the clothes and pierces the bone, and then when it is pulled out, the injured person will be left with a wound that cannot be sutured, and the bleeding cannot be stopped by pressing the technique, which is the real murder weapon.

For Lin Mu, although he had only recently obtained this bayonet, the tired souls of his subordinates had already adapted themselves to this killing weapon, and the bayonet in his hand stabbed into the chest of a coalition army in front of him, and then knocked it into the body of a soldier behind.

With a backhand stab, piercing into the neck of a frightened coalition soldier next to him, Lin Mu looked at the commander of the coalition soldiers who were surrounded by machine guns and looked like they were facing a great enemy, and knew how he could not be spared today, and he did not want to be spared.

Lin Ye has already left the battlefield, and no matter how many people he kills, it is useless!

The will to die has been decided, and there is a sense of meaninglessness in my heart, looking at these coalition troops around me, it is just right to accompany the funeral.

From time to time, there was the sound of bullets around him, which was the guns that other frightened soldiers couldn't help but fire indiscriminately, hitting the coalition forces several times more than themselves.

But Lin Mu's body was also shot one after another, even if he put some shell shrapnel on his body in the vital place, his body was still irrepressibly shot and slowed down, as a price, more than 50 people who were originally around him, more than 30 have become corpses on the ground!

Lin Mu laughed, regardless of the reduction in physical strength, and followed the coalition crowd like a ghost asking for his life, killing people but not killing them all, lest the other party cover and shoot.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Every time the knife stabbed down, the surging blood always stood out very high, drenching the faces of the surrounding coalition forces, and also wetting Lin Mu's eyes, looking at the eyes of others, it was even more terrifying, and the little courage that had been accumulated in his heart was also melted away like the sun shining on the snow.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was only a few moments, and the flares in the sky were not dimmed for a moment, and all this that happened in the camp completely shocked everyone present.

And such killings!

Why do you always like to use bayonets so much? The military doctor painstakingly bandages the seriously wounded, but only stains the hemostatic bag into a piece of blood, and has no task at all to stop the bleeding!

And such ferocity!

Why do you die so badly? A small peninsula, what does it have to do with you, you have to come and fight for us, since it is a weak country, just follow the ass of the world policeman to serve tea and pour water, why do you have to kill so many people for that ridiculous dignity!

Shangganling, in his own mouth, already has the title of "Sad Ridge, Bloody Ridge", it is said that there is also such a title in the other side of the Volunteer Army, obviously it is so cruel, obviously in the face of the world's well-deserved number one power, should not fight head-on, why do you fight this battle? Let us, let you, let yourself, shed so much blood? Just for the so-called glory?!

Maybe before the war, all the coalition forces that came to Korea had this idea, after all, if the woolly bear in the north didn't make a move, even the German monster had already surrendered, not to mention this Asian rabbit who had been rotten for hundreds of years and had been broken by the war for a hundred years?!

However, now looking at the artillery fire, the large army of volunteers who are still desperately rushing to kill, and looking at this terrifying man in front of him who is blood-red and tens of thousands of people hardly dare to look at him directly, is the so-called honor really so easy to obtain?

The surrounding soldiers were uneasy, and they felt a sense of security under the protection of machine guns and artillery.

But around Lin Mu, in the hearts of the few North American soldiers, it seemed to hear Satan panting in his ears, and the rich bloody aura on Lin Mu's body had already become a demon entangled in flames in the Bible, and it was not something he could defeat at all!

The remaining seven or eight coalition troops, I don't know which one Lin Mu killed, fled in a panic all of a sudden, and no longer cared about the honor of the soldiers, even if they faced the enemy in the back, it was ten thousand times better than the pieces of dead corpses on the ground!

Scattered and fled, there was always bad luck, a North American soldier who was caught by Lin Muxin, the moment Lin Mu's palm grabbed him, the whole person had a mental breakdown.

"Spare me, save me, save me!"