Chapter 302: Death Dance

Two guards died at the hands of the girl in an instant, and the whole process only took a second.

The powerful lethality coupled with the terrifying and terrifying bloody scenes instantly made many timid guards tremble and cramp in their stomachs.

But the girl will not stop because of the fear of the guards, once the scythe of death is unfolded, it means that there is no end to the harvest of life.

Everyone in this room is going to die.

Brush brush, the huge scythe is obviously very heavy, and even an adult strong man may not be able to swing it. But in the girl's hands, it is as light as nothing, blooming flowers of death.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

The guards shouted loudly in Burmese, and ghosts cried wolves.

It's just that there is no room for shooting in such a small space? It's good that the formation was not chaotic before, and a single strafing shot can kill the girl. But now the formation is a mess, there are people everywhere, and wherever you shoot, you will hurt your own people.

For a while, no one could do it.

And the consequence of the soldier's inability to do it is that he is slaughtered by the girl.

The cold weapon showed its incomparable charm at this time, and the girl danced the sickle with a graceful posture, as if dancing on the stage.

Spinning, jumping, chasing and killing never stops......

The projection of the sickle flickered under the light, and with each beat, a blood flower bloomed, representing the demise of a person's life.

Kunde hid in the corner, dumbfounded.

The useless weapon that he had just disdained hit him in the face.

The girl's control of space was at its peak, and there was no hindrance at all in the swing of such a huge weapon, and every swing angle seemed to be carefully measured, just enough for the length of a scythe.

The long blade greatly increases the leverage power, and with a single scythe, even if it is across a table, the person hiding behind the table will be split in half.

This weapon is clearly made for killing.

Kunde trembled with fright, and only then did he remember the old saying - a knife on the head of the color character. And the knife was almost killing him.

A convoy group, ten people. From the beginning to the end of the slaughter, even half a minute was useless.

When a girl swings her scythe, she often kills two or three people in a row.

The length of the scythe covered almost the entire room, leaving the guards with no way to escape. The scythe will always appear like a maggot on their neck, slicing off their head with a click.

In the midst of the bloody horror, only the girl's figure was holy and elegant, and she carefully walked through the room, not letting a drop of blood splash on her body, for fear of soiling her clothes.

The girl also always has a quiet smile on her face, like a god of death walking the world, not to kill, but to maintain the balance between life and death.

Sonor!

The sound of metal hitting the ground sounded, and the aftermath was endless, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

All the guards in the house were slaughtered, and the girl took advantage of the situation to retract the sickle behind her back, the huge head of the knife was pestled on the ground, and the half-moon-shaped blade was hidden behind the girl's snow-white calf, and blood was dripping from the vulture.

In the corner, Kunde's face was earthy, and he seemed to be frightened.

The girl smiled at Kunde and said, "General Kunde, if you are given another chance, will you regret what you did just now?"

Kunde's body was like a sifting chaff, shaking non-stop, and the sound of speaking was accompanied by the sound of teeth bumping up and down.

"Yes...... Yes...... Please, don't kill me! I know it's wrong!"

The girl looked at Kunde quietly and shook her head.

Kunde gave up the struggle as if he had known this outcome.

He propped his hands on the corner of the wall so that he could stand a little erect and die with dignity.

"May I ask a question?" said Kunde calmly.

Say. ”

"What's your name?"

The girl smiled and said five words: "Thousand eyes, Lin thousand eyes." ”

"Lin Qianyan?" Kun De's eyes flickered. "Good name, I remember you. I will definitely ...... in the future."

Bang!

Before Kun De's words were finished, a loud noise suddenly sounded in the corner of the wall he was in, and then he saw the wall flip, and Kun De's whole person was instantly turned outside the house by the wall.

It's a trap!

And Kunde's previous performance was just to paralyze the girl so that she could trigger this mechanism.

No wonder he drilled into that corner from the beginning, it turned out to be premeditated!

At this time, Kunde's voice also came from outside the room: "I will definitely catch you and have fun with you!"

In the face of the sudden change, the girl was obviously a little unexpected.

A look of anger welled up on her little face, and she wanted to chase her out. At this time, it suddenly occurred to me that as soon as Kunde left, she was the only one left in the room. It has become a live target.

The soldiers outside did not dare to shoot indiscriminately for fear of hurting their own people. Now there is no need to be afraid.

"Hmph! Learn it for nothing, what a trick!" the girl said angrily.

This method of taking the initiative to enter the room and closing the door to beat the dog was what she had learned from Wang Yong before.

It's just that the situation between the two is completely different, how can it be good?

The girl forcibly blamed Wang Yong and let Wang Yong take the blame.

"What are you doing in a daze? Shoot! Bring in another mortar! I'm going to blow that watch into pulp!" came Kunde's angry voice outside the door.

Can he not be angry? He almost planted here today. If he hadn't always been vigilant, he would have pretended to be a secret door to escape, and he would have died in his camp.

When the time comes, it will be a big joke to get out.

Seeing that he was about to be covered by artillery fire, Lin Qianyan's eyes turned, and the huge scythe in his hand suddenly raised, and the heavy blade head slammed into the roof.

Rumble!

I heard a loud bang, and the roof was smashed by a scythe, revealing a hole.

The scythe was stuck in the opening, forming a rope ladder for climbing.

Lin Qianyan grabbed the handle of the knife, brushed it lightly and jumped up, and at the same time, his wrist drove the sickle to dance, and the broken hole was a roar, and a large piece of muck fell, which could already accommodate one person.

At this time, the guards outside the house had just pulled the trigger, and bullets roared into the room, smashing the doors and windows.

The dust was flying, obscuring the scene in the room, and only a thick bloody gas emanated from it. I don't know if the girl is dead.

Kun Dehu looked at the room suspiciously, always feeling uneasy.

When he raised his head by chance, he instantly knew the reason for the uneasiness.

I saw that Lin Qianyan was like a moonlight goddess, rising in the air, with a huge scythe backhand behind him, rendering a solemn scene.

"Upper, above!" shouted Kunde.

The soldier hurriedly turned the fire. It's just that it wasn't Kunde's subordinates who shot the bullets first, it was Lin Qianyan in the air.

I saw that she put one end of the huge sickle and pressed her right hand continuously in the middle of the handle.

Da Da Da, the scythe of death suddenly turned into a machine gun, the head of the sickle became the muzzle, and the ferocious fire instantly hit a group of soldiers.

And taking advantage of this effort, Lin Qianyan had already landed, rose and fallen several times in a row, and disappeared outside the camp.

It wasn't until Lin Qianyan's figure disappeared that Kun De and the others came back to their senses from the smoke of gunpowder, and their faces were full of chagrin.

Especially Kunde, stealing chickens and rice, tonight's losses are greater than the losses since the war with Peng Jiasheng, which makes him extremely painful.

What's worse is that the front line said that the Allied forces seemed to be showing signs of a counteroffensive, so he could not rashly transfer the front-line troops back.

"!" Kun De hated and cursed a dirty word, and his eyes surged with murderous intent.

"Don't let me catch you, or you must survive and not die! Clean up the scene, strengthen the defense! Change my room to Residence No. 5!" Kunde issued a series of orders.

He is a cunning rabbit in three caves, but he has five residences in different directions. Even if Lin Qianyan came to steal the camp again, don't think about finding him.

As for Wang Yong that Lin Qianyan said, he was automatically ignored by Kunde.

This Lin Qianyan is clearly deliberately looking for an excuse to kill herself, and the information she provided must be fake.

And even if Wang Yong really came, could he be like Lin Qianyan and use the beauty trick to lure him to take the initiative to appear? At that time, I am afraid that Wang Yong will not even figure out which house he lives in, and he will be suddenly attacked by the guards.

Kunde sit back and relax.

Soon, the Kunde camp was busy and began to carry out Kunde's orders.

And with Lin Qianyan's experience, Kunde's guard platoon also strengthened the vigilance around the camp, and the difficulty of stealing the camp again has also greatly increased.

At this time, Wang Yong didn't know that a good beheading plan was not only informed, but also made it more difficult. The original intermediate mode has been changed to hell mode.

"Instructor, this is the bridge!"

The local member of the special operations team led the group to the path, but it was a bridge overhanging the river.

Wang Yong looked at the bridge and frowned.

If it sounds good, it's called a bridge, but if it's ugly, it's two steel wires!

As soon as I got up and down, I grabbed these two wires when I crossed the river. The timid can be scared to death directly on the bridge.

However, Wang Yong also knows that this is the case in places like Guobang, just like the ravines in the Yundian Mountains and Valleys in Huaxia. Because he was too poor, he couldn't afford to build a stone bridge, so he had to cross the river in this simple way.

Wang Yong has seen a zipline bridge erected over the Nu River, where the turbulent Nu River roars underneath and a steel cable on top. If you want to cross the bridge, you have to use the pulley to support the body of the column and slide all the way through.

Crossing that kind of bridge is not much different from crossing a sword mountain and a sea of fire, both are extremely dangerous.

The double rope bridge in front of him is even more dangerous. Because there is no pulley equipment, I can only grasp the steel cable like an acrobat and move it step by step.

With this kind of bridge, there is no need for many troops to defend it. But any enemy who goes on the bridge is a live target, and one shot is accurate, and he can only be killed alive on the bridge.

"Instructor, what should I do? There must be someone on the other side staring, and it will take a minute to cross this bridge at the fastest, and one minute is enough to die several times. The local team member asked.

One minute, is the speed of his proficiency. For someone else, it is estimated that the time will be more than five times over.

Wang Yong looked at the other side, the night wind was howling, and the sound of the river crashing on the bank muffled other sounds, and there was no way to know how many people were on the other side, and whether they were staring at this side.

"Bai Yu, you go to the high ground at nine o'clock to set up a sniper position! Peng Yin, you lead the team to advance in concealment, and the two fireteams are ambushed at three o'clock. King Kong, take out the big crow!" Wang Yong thought for a moment and quickly gave an order.

King Kong is the nickname of the team member who was injured by Wang Yong, but it is quite in line with his characteristics.

Soon, King Kong took out the big crow. Wang Yong fiddled twice and adjusted the big crow.

Take a look across the river, holding a big crow in your hand, just like you threw a paper airplane when you were a child, throwing the big crow into the distant sky.

With the power of gliding, the big crow quickly rose into the air and was controlled by Wang Yong to fly to the opposite shore.