Hand-to-hand combat, which is the way to counteract mutual fire to the greatest extent. When the equipment and firepower are inferior and the number is superior, forcing the opponent into hand-to-hand combat is the best combat mode. And the hunting knives believe that although they have a disadvantage compared to their opponents in terms of equipment and weapons.

But in white-knuckle combat, the hunting knife thinks that he and these fighters of his own have an absolute advantage. With this bit of self-confidence, there are still hunting knives. The Slavs have always been a symbol of bravery. The name of bravery has spread far and wide as they have fought on this planet.

Growing up in the ice and snow, they are more aggressive and aggressive than others.

"Roar~~!!" With a roar, the White Eagle's team members covered their necks in disbelief with wide eyes. The hunting knife was slanted forward, and at once rushed into his arms. As he lost his balance as he hit him, the knife in his hand stabbed him in the neck with unmistakable accuracy.

It's a phoenix! The saber was pulled out after being stabbed in the neck. Not deep but thick blood trough, fierce and sharp shape. At first glance, the White Eagle team saw that this was the Phoenix, a proprietary saber that only the most elite Slavic troops would be distributed.

Overcome, fearless, Phoenix! These three are the most elite special forces and security service knives of the Slavs. Overcome all difficulties, move forward fearlessly and Phoenix Nirvana. This is the meaning of these three knives. As the elite of the elite, the hunting knife is equipped with the best of them - the phoenix.

After the death of the Slavs in the USSR, they did decline. Their weaponry and scientific research capabilities have also plummeted. But even so, the legacy of the former Soviet Union gives them a higher advantage over others in some respects. One of them is smelting and materials.

Even though China has become the world's largest steel producer, there is still a big distance from the Slavs in the smelting of special steel. The huge investments in Soviet times, especially in terms of materials, made their pace in some respects inferior even to their opponents, the Americans.

This can be seen from the fact that the Americans also imported a large amount of 1095 steel and a large part of special steel from the Slavs. With these old books, the quality of the "Phoenix" that they used for the elite troops can be imagined.

The "Phoenix" has a different meaning than the other two sabers - the Kremlin emperor will present this saber to combat heroes and Kremlin dignitaries. For example, the most famous battle hero of all Slavonia - Anatoly Lebed.

He was in the Kremlin and received a phoenix from the president. Every warrior who is considered to be the most elite will have a phoenix. Each phoenix has its own number and file. It will record who its owner is and what feats it has made. Even in the Slavs, where knife production was developed, the control of the phoenix was very strict. Almost as long as the people dare to possess and show their "phoenix", they will be directly arraigned or even arrested.

The eyes of the White Eagle team members who had their throats cut were gradually closed. When he saw clearly that it was a phoenix that cut his throat, he was not unwilling. As an opponent, born in Green Bailey, he knew exactly who would hold and use the saber.

"Wow~~" The white eagle's mouth let out a wolf-like howl, and at the same time, the M1911 commander type in his hand "bang, bang, bang......" fired a series of point shots. The three members of the hunting knife team were directly knocked to the ground by him. The scene was so chaotic that he didn't have time to reload his magazine.

He couldn't even stand any longer, and his body rolled off to the right as he fired a series of spot shots. The bullet "snapped and ......snapped" at the position where he was standing just now, and the white eagle, who had emptied the magazine, raised his hand and slammed the gun in his hand to the left.

A muffled snort came, and the hunter knife team member holding the saber in his hand was just about to pounce on him, but the pistol hit the door in the face, and the nosebleed prolonged. He had to take a few steps back and wipe the blood stains on his face, but then a White Eagle soldier stabbed him in the back with a silent knife!

The knife's eyes widened, and he didn't have time to make any extra moves. The knife that had stabbed him in the back and straight into his lungs was pulled out. Then he stabbed two more times in quick succession. A hand grabbed his chin, and then he felt a chill in his throat.

He knew that his throat had been cut. For he had already felt a pain in his throat, and then a splash of spring water came from his throat. It's the feeling that the arteries have been cut and the blood in the body is losing rapidly......

White Eagle drew his saber and assumed a fighting stance. He knew that the war was now in chaos. He just gave a low order: "Kill all these Slavs!" Don't live your mouth! ”

As he finished giving what might have been a final order, he pressed a small raised square on his belt buckle. A silent signal began to travel through the air. This radio signal is so simple, yet so direct and fast.

In an instant, it was picked up by a satellite far outside the atmosphere. In an instant, it was forwarded and landed in a seemingly ordinary and peaceful farm barn in California. Inside the barn, an old man who looked to be around fifty years old in an old U.S. military camouflage uniform was quietly cleaning the hay in the barn.

......Suddenly, the inconspicuous watch on his wrist vibrated quickly and rapidly. The ordinary old man who originally had cloudy eyes and a rickety figure looked crumbling, but at the moment when the watch vibrate, the whole person suddenly became tall!

He gently threw away the fork he had used to clear the hay, and his whole body stood tall like a javelin. The originally cloudy eyes were as sharp as a falcon in an instant. I pulled out a phone without a dial from my pocket and pressed it gently.

saw the old man's rickety figure, which became majestic at this moment. He put the phone to his ear and walked slowly out of the barn. When he walked outside the barn, someone on the other end of the phone picked up. I saw the old man say into the other end of the phone in that deep bass voice: "I am a veteran." ”

"Something happened to my children, White Eagle." The old man's voice was low, but it seemed so powerful, so strong, so undoubted: "That is the child I admire the most, and I will go and take him back." Those who are there, move. I'll go over now. ”

The person on the other end of the line seemed to be in a hurry to say something. However, there was a flat smile on the old man's face: "I am old. But I can't watch my kids being bullied anymore. I have never left my brother behind, and I still am. Don't say it, I'll go over in person. Arrange for someone to take the White Eagle from them. ”

"Those are good boys, if not at the last minute. If it were just him, he wouldn't have sent me this signal. This is a child who has already given himself to the state, and he has given himself for the rest of his life. Bring him back, safely. ”

As he spoke, the old man's face became gloomy: "Those damned Slavic madmen have resurged, and it seems that we still need to clean up these old things." You'd better check what's wrong with your intelligence system, and if it goes according to plan, there won't be a problem at all. ”

"Have you been at peace and stability for too long, and you think we should be the overlords of this world?! If you have this kind of thinking, if you don't have a sense of crisis all the time, you still don't want to be in charge of intelligence work. This is all wrong, what use are you there! ”

After speaking, the old man hung up the phone directly. Next to the barn is an ordinary-looking country house. Pushing open the unlocked door, the old man walked into the house. The house is basic, but very clean. All belongings were wiped spotlessly clean and the whole room was neat and clean.

As you can see from the style, the owner of this house is an extremely pure and excellent soldier. There are no extra trinkets here. There are no fancy lamps, carpets, sofas, no mural decorations, and even curtains without any colors. Just a simple and heavy dark green.