"Click-"

Zhang Dabiao slashed the neck of this little devil with this knife, and with a strong knife, he directly cut off the neck of this little devil and flew into the sky.

At the same time, the other three little devils stabbed at Zhang Dabiao with bayonets.

In such a situation, Zhang Dabiao has nowhere to dodge.

"Hah!"

Zhang Dabiao roared angrily, he twisted his body, trying to avoid the vital parts, but the big knife in his hand had been withdrawn, and he was about to cut down on another little devil.

He was stabbed to death by these three little devils, and he had to hack a little devil to death again.

At this moment, Zhang Dabiao saw a figure rushing over like lightning.

"Flutter! Flutter! Flutter ——! ”

Then, Zhang Dabiao only saw three blood arrows flying in the air, intertwining a triangle at the height of his eyes.

"Plop ......"

The three little devils who stabbed towards Zhang Dabiao were all pierced in the neck, blood shot out, and they fell to the ground.

When these three little devils fell, the bayonets in their hands were less than ten centimeters away from Zhang Dabiao!

"This ......"

When Zhang Dabiao cut it down, he directly cut it out.

"Song Lingyun!"

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Dabiao realized that he was at the last moment just now.

It was Song Lingyun who rushed over, stabbing out three times like thunder and lightning.

Forward stab!

Left stab!

Right stab!

Simplified, a simple three thrusts, each stabbed a little devil in the neck.

Such a thrust seems simple, but not everyone can stab it.

Each stab is fast, accurate, and ruthless, and there is absolutely no way to stab it without decades of skill.

Zhang Dabiao even felt that even the chief instructor of the broadsword team of the 29th Army did not have such skills.

"That's right! Back then, the chief instructor said that his master's master used to be a master in the Guoshu Museum. ”

Zhang Dabiao suddenly remembered, if this is the case.

So, Song Lingyun, this guy, is really a baby!

Before that, he even said that he wanted to make an appointment with Song Lingyun, which was simply unpleasant for himself.

Back then, when Zhang Dabiao was looking for the chief instructor of the broadsword team to learn, the chief instructor put him down with one move.

And the national art that Song Lingyun learned must have been learned from the National Art Museum, but it is not comparable to the kind of chief instructor who became a monk halfway.

"It seems that Song Lingyun, this kid, still saves face for himself." Zhang Dabiao thought secretly in his heart.

"Kill—"

Zhang Dabiao saw that after Song Lingyun stabbed three little devils to death in a row and saved himself, he did not stop at all, and continued to rush forward to kill.

"Flutter! Flutter! Flutter-"

Wherever Song Lingyun passed, the neck of the little devil would be pierced by his bayonet, and they all shot bloody arrows and died.

Seven in and seven out Zhao Zilong!

Zhang Dabiao remembered what Zhang Hua said, Song Lingyun definitely deserves this title!

"Kill—"

His soldiers were so aggressive, Zhang Dabiao only felt his blood surging, he waved the big knife in his hand, and rushed towards the little devil opposite.

Chop fucking little devils!

Time goes back ten seconds ago......

After Song Lingyun quickly rushed out of the trench with his rifle, he quickly charged towards the place where the platoon was.

On the way, he looked at the six roads and listened to all directions, and suddenly saw it.

Zhang Dabiao carried a big knife in his hand, slashed in all directions, and slashed several little devils.

"It is worthy of Zhang Dameow under Li Yunlong...... No, it's Zhang Dabiao! Our battalion commander Zhang Dabiao! ”

"This little devil is really the same as chopping melons and vegetables, one by one!"

"Not good! The battalion commander was surrounded by little devils! ”

"Gantt Niang's little devil, can't afford to play? Four gangs to beat one? ”

"Lao Tzu stabbed you dogs-day-stab!"

“……”

When Song Lingyun saw the little devils besieging Zhang Dabiao, he immediately turned into a tiger and went down the mountain and rushed straight towards these little devils.

The bayonet on Song Lingyun's rifle, in his rapid stabbing, the tip of the bayonet turned into a three-petal flower.

This three-petal flower, in an instant, bloomed three blood flowers on the necks of the three little devils!

Such a wonderful experience made Song Lingyun feel like he had taken a miracle medicine, and his whole body was comfortable.

[System Prompt: Rifle Assassination Level has been upgraded to Medium.] 】

[Rifle Assassination: Intermediate (Integration, bayonet fight ten enemies!) ）】

……

Even, Song Lingyun didn't see the virtual screen, and the system prompted him when he swiped it.

His whole body has entered a state of refreshment, full of energy, and he desperately wants to vent.

Therefore, what he wanted to say to Zhang Dabiao was too late to say, so he involuntarily rushed towards the little devil.

Soon, Song Lingyun caught up with a row.

The soldiers in a row, under the leadership of Zhang Hua, were already about to kill the formation of the little devils.

"Flutter!"

After Zhang Hua stabbed a little devil to death, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, rush with me!" ”

"Kill—"

The soldiers of the first platoon, bloody killing, bravely charged, they were at the forefront of the entire battalion offensive formation, and became the tip of the first battalion's offensive formation!

"Kill!"

Song Lingyun didn't pause at all along the way, and the bayonet in front of the rifle in his hand kept stabbing out swords.

Those little devils who stood in front of Song Lingyun's eyes only felt a flower in front of them, and as soon as their throats hurt, blood shot and died on the spot.

"Kill the fucking little devil!"

Song Lingyun roared angrily and rushed to the front of the row!

The military uniform on his body was already stained with the blood shot out by the little devils, and some of them had already scabbed.

The little devil who stabbed to death just now had blood rushing to his face, making his face bloody.

Song Lingyun, who was full of the smell of blood rushing to the sky, was like a demon god, holding a rifle in both hands, and strode forward to kill!

The tip of the knife of the new regiment is a battalion!

The tip of the knife of the offensive formation of the first battalion, it is a row!

At this moment, the tip of the knife in front of a row of soldiers is Song Lingyun!

Song Lingyun has been incarnated incarnate, the tip of the knife!

He is covered in blood, fighting the little devils, his momentum is like a rainbow, and he is invincible!

"Come on! Little devil! Let's fight with Lao Tzu with bayonets! ”

Song Lingyun roared angrily at the little devil in front of him, and he was so frightened that the little devil standing in front of him trembled his legs like chaff.

"Huh-"

Seeing the appearance of the little devil in front of him who was broken, Song Lingyun silently knocked a can of energy drink.

Stamina back to peak condition!

"Flutter!"

The rifle in Song Lingyun's hand stabbed forward, and the bayonet directly pierced the neck of this little devil.

The bayonet was picked upwards, and half of the little devil's head was picked off and flew into the sky.

"Kill—"

Song Lingyun did not stop and continued to rush forward to kill.

The platoon of soldiers behind him was greatly encouraged, and followed behind Song Lingyun, fighting bravely forward.

"I'm a good girl! When did the first battalion come out with such a fierce Zhang Fei! ”

Li Yunlong, who was holding a telescope to observe the battle situation, saw Song Lingyun's demon-like performance, and immediately shouted: "Quick! Fast! Send an order to Zhang Dabiao and ask his mother to stop the attack quickly! ”

"It's almost 400 meters away!"

"The kid who rushed to the front brought back Lao Tzu completely, damn it, this special mother is a member of Lao Tzu's fierce general!"

Li Yunlong was anxious!