Chapter 117: Fierce White-Knuckle Battle
The speed of the second dog is too fast for them, and the second dog cleans them up as easily as an adult beating a child.
And here with Monk Niu, these devils who are against Monk Niu are even more depressed.
Monk Niu only had a short bayonet in his hand, and it stands to reason that he would be killed by them 100%.
But the truth was not what they imagined, and the cow monk did not wait for them to poke out the bayonet, and the one in his hand swept through their necks like a gust of wind, cutting their necks by the way.
Monk Niu didn't care about the devils who surrounded him at all, he just walked forward one by one, and saw the devil directly cut his throat with a knife.
Not only is his hands fast, but his body is flashing faster. When the devil was cut by him, he was often still preparing to stab the bayonet.
That's right, he walked like this, not hurried or slow, and from time to time he sped up two steps, and with a flash of his body, he cut the throat of a devil with a knife.
A devil stabbed him in the back with a bayonet. He ducked with a crooked body and stabbed his bayonet backwards, right in the heart.
The bayonet was drawn, the blood was raging, and the devil clutched his chest, falling to the ground and convulsing.
He ignored it, strode forward, and stabbed a devil in the heart again. The bayonet was pulled out, and the devil followed in the footsteps of the devil in front of him.
Company Commander Wang, except for the soldiers of Wang Bang's squad, the strongest combat effectiveness is undoubtedly Monk Niu, these devils fight with him with bayonets, that is, looking for death.
The 20 drug-addicted soldiers in Company Commander Wang's squad are all very strong in combat, and killing devils is like chopping melons and vegetables.
But the other fighters can't do it, and it's already good luck to be able to fight a devil before being killed. Most of them were killed by a devil before they could be killed.
The combat effectiveness of the devil squadron leader is also very strong, and as soon as the two sides collided together, two fighters were cut down by him.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Haha, warriors. These dirt 8 roads are completely vulnerable, warriors, slaughter them for me, kill them all. Ahhh......h
Several devils work together to take out an 8-way, and they are also very excited. These dirt 8 roads are really vulnerable, and after only 1 contact, there are more than 30 people left, and 20 people are still surviving. It's only a matter of time before they are killed.
The devils who were still alive were very excited, because they had not yet seen the horror of killing gods, and thought that these dirt roads were all scum.
They screamed and raised their bayonets, and slaughtered the 20 still lingering 8 roads.
Every unit will have some guys who are particularly perverted in combat.
Therefore, these 20 perverts can still fight, and the devils are not surprised.
But when they came into contact with the 20 perverts, they found out that something was wrong, it was a complete one-sided slaughter.
There is simply no one who can walk through their hands for two weeks, 20 people. Each one was surrounded by several of them.
But they only have to be killed, no matter how hard they try, they just can't kill people. They rushed up to fight with others, that is, to deliver food.
These guys are completely killing gods, no matter who you are, as long as you get close to them and let his bayonet reach them, there is only one end, and that is death.
The devil squadron leader took a look. He only had about a hundred men under his command. And the number of people is decreasing dramatically.
Although these guys are very good at killing, their physical strength is obviously no longer good.
The leader of the devil squadron was in a hurry, and shouted hysterically: "Warriors, let me kill them together, their physical strength is exhausted." As long as you kill them, you will be greatly rewarded with officials. ”
Yes, although these 20 perverts can fight, they are not ten thousand people, their combat effectiveness is also limited, and their physical strength is even more limited.
As long as the devils are working harder, it is only a matter of time before they are killed.
The loud shout of the devil squadron leader is undoubtedly a shot of strength for the devil.
Suddenly, the devils screamed, and surrounding these 20 perverts was a fierce attack.
Not to mention, this onslaught of the devils is really effective. A soldier of the Eighth Route Army, who was physically exhausted, was injured by shrapnel from a grenade and was injured for so long.
Now the devil's onslaught can't withstand it, and he was stabbed to death by the devil after a while.
This time, the devils were even more excited, shouting one by one, killing them all around, and soon killed another eight-way.
The devils suddenly increased their confidence. Wow Wow yelled, ready to kill all these dirt roads in one go.
But at this moment, suddenly a loud shout came from behind him.
"Haha, little devil, I still think how powerful you are, and I think the battle is over! So you're still fighting here, so let's take your life? Little devil ......"
This shout was Yang Pengxiang's, Yang Peng wanted to run the fastest and arrived here first.
Zhang Qiang, who ran in second place, also pulled him down dozens of meters!
At this time, Yang Pengxiang's eyes were red, and he was dragging a big knife behind him, and the tip of the knife was rubbing on the road, bringing out all the way to Mars.
It proves that his broadsword has long been hungry and thirsty.
When the devils saw another 8-way running over to fight with them, they divided a few people and prepared to kill Yang Pengxiang.
However, as soon as they came into contact with Yang Peng, they regretted it.
The big knife in Yang Pengxiang's hand waved a series of afterimages, dazzling people, as soon as these devils came into contact with him, they immediately became different, and the big knife was not cut from the neck.
When the devils found out that they were dying, they realized that they had become two stages.
The most terrifying thing is that although they were cut into two pieces, they were not completely dead, and they watched Yang Pengxiang continue to slaughter.
Every devil who came into contact with Yang Pengxiang was cut in two pieces from his stomach by him, and he died a miserable death.
The big knife in Yang Pengxiang's hand swung so fast that many devils didn't know what he was holding in his hand.
Swinging so fast, who can see what he's holding?
As soon as such a killing god joined the battle, the morale of the devils was immediately suppressed.
That devil squadron leader doesn't believe in evil, in fact, no one dares to approach Yang Pengxiang except him now.
If he doesn't go, then his devil will be no more rustic. What followed was definitely a big rout.
He waved the katana in his hand and rushed up to grab the move with Yang Peng.
But as soon as he got closer, he found that he was wrong, and he was not a master of the same grade as others at all.
After just listening to the brush, the knife in his hand and himself became two pieces.
My mother, is it so scary?
The leader of the devil squadron fell to the ground and watched in horror as Yang Pengxiang continued to kill.
He wanted to go up and help, but the organs below his stomach had been separated from his limbs, so how could he go up and help? There are no feet!
When the devils saw their squadron leader die so miserably, not only were they not afraid, but they aroused their endless fighting spirit.
"Eight Ga Ya Road, warriors, these dirt eight roads are hateful, warriors kill them all for me......" A devil squad leader shouted frantically.
The devils suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they screamed and wanted to fight hard.
However, at this moment, they heard a loud shout behind them, and when they looked back, they saw a guy with a bayonet in his hand, also with red eyes, rushing towards them desperately.
That posture is the same as Yang Pengxiang just now.
Hula! It's late again. Compensation for an extra 300 words.