Chapter 502: Redemption

"Song Yang, immediately ask in what direction the enemy is running." Zhao Wuji coldly spat out a sentence, but this sentence exuded a huge murderous aura.

Everyone guessed Zao Wou-ki's plan, and no one stopped it, on the contrary, the inner combat factor was stimulated, not to mention the things that had been so angry, just seeing the painful scene in front of him, the sense of mission of the soldiers surged, and the soldiers who couldn't protect the people were still soldiers?

Team leader Song Yang still restrained his emotions, knowing very well that the Najib tribe did not belong to his own country, and he had no right to interfere in the affairs of other countries, but Song Yang didn't want to say it, and he knew very well that it was useless to say it on this occasion, and Zhao Wuji, who was already on the verge of going berserk, would not listen, so he went to inquire about the situation with the Najib people.

"Chief, they all went west, there is the military base of the drug lord Kunsha, and he left at dawn, and it is estimated that it will take about two hours so far," Song Yang hurriedly said to Zao Wou-ki, who was staring at him like a wolf.

Zao Wou-Ki didn't say anything, rushed towards the west, everyone hurriedly chased after them, but found that they couldn't catch up at all, and there was no figure after a while, Song Yang assigned a person with relatively weak physical fitness to return to the cliff to contact the situation, inform the situation in the cliff, and then took the other three people to follow the traces.

Who knows, this walk is most of the day, tired everyone sweating not to mention, physical strength can not keep up, thinking of Zao Wou-Ki alone in front of the adventure, Song Yang had to cheer everyone up, gritted his teeth and chased forward, and ran for a while, Song Yang suddenly saw that several enemy soldiers in front of him were killed, all of them were killed with a knife, and the weapons had been taken away.

Everyone looked at the enemy's wounds, they were all throats, and they shot neatly, killing with one move, they were all stunned, the other party was one or two, everyone thought they could do it, but five corpses appeared in one place at the same time, and there were not many traces of the fight now, everyone could see that the situation at the scene was that one person rushed over, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, and easily solved all five people.

Things are a little weird, but only this one explanation can make sense, everyone is not stupid, they have all learned such skills as investigating the scene, and after a while, they will analyze the situation, and after looking at each other, they nodded, and everyone continued to chase forward.

After a while, everyone saw three corpses of the enemy lying on their back, all of them had their throats cut and killed with one knife, needless to say, it must have been the same person as the corpse in front, and this person was Zao Wou-ki.

In fact, Zao Wou-Ki embarked on the road of revenge with guilt, pain and resentment, whether it was to give an explanation to the victims or to redeem his heart, Zao Wou-Ki thought that he had to do something if he wanted to go, so he embarked on a road of no return for revenge.

After killing two groups of enemy soldiers in a row, Zao Wou-Ki's heart felt even deeper, as if he saw countless resentments blaming himself in the sky, although there was a reason, but Zao Wou-Ki was a person who loved and hated each other, the people of the Najib tribe killed the people of their own Qingniu Village, but after all, they were a minority, and there were unjust debtors, and now a large number of ordinary people were retaliated against because they assassinated enemy officers and blew up ammunition depots, Zao Wou-Ki felt that he had burdened everyone, and if he didn't avenge everyone, Zao Wou-Ki himself would not forgive himself.

Zao Wou-ki, with red eyes in one hand and a knife in the other, ran along the traces left by the enemy, like a wolf in the forest, a few rabbits fell and disappeared into the forest.

Two hours later, Zao Wou-Ki chased him to a canyon and saw that there were many soldiers resting in the open area ahead, preparing to have lunch, and several soldiers were under martial law all around, it was the enemy soldiers who were chasing all the way, and Zao Wou-Ki, who was filled with anger and his brain, rushed forward without hesitation.

Several sentries spotted Zao Wou-Ki and raised their guns to warn, Zao Wou-Ki almost instinctively picked up his gun and shot, three shots, killed three sentinels, and the others also opened fire, where is Zao Wou-Ki running frantically that these people can aim? The speed was at full speed, and almost always when he was leaving, a bullet came at him.

Zao Wou-Ki ran over frantically, while firing, from time to time killing the enemy who fired at him, shooting more than a dozen people in one breath, at this time, had rushed to the enemy's resting place, the so-called two armies intersected and the brave wins, Zao Wouji shouted, smashed the gun in his hand towards the nearest person, pulled out the "ink knife", and rushed into the enemy crowd.

When the enemy found that someone was attacking, he was indeed flustered, and when he saw that it was a person charging, they were all angry, and they raised their guns and fired, but they found that the target had rushed into the crowd, everyone shouted, pounced, and prepared to break Zao Wou-ki's body into ten thousand pieces, and one person dared to impact the team of nearly 100 people, which made everyone very angry.

Zao Wou-ki, who rushed into the crowd, didn't think much about it at all, his eyes were red, murderous, his mind was full of the soul of death and the will to take revenge, the "ink knife" waved, only to see a black ink slash, and two good heads flew into the sky.

Zao Wou-Ki took advantage of the situation to turn his weapon, stabbed the enemy soldier who rushed from behind and was ready to sneak attack, flew up with a kick, kicked one of the enemy soldiers away, and smashed a large area, the enemy soldier fell to the ground, unable to get up again. The space around him suddenly became much larger, and Zao Wou-Ki pulled out the "ink knife", lowered his head, dodged a gun that smashed over, and then slashed and slashed off the arms of the enemy soldiers who sneaked up on the side.

Hand-to-hand combat was originally Zao Wou-ki's strength, with the "ink knife" in his hand, a rare weapon in the world, Zao Wou-Ki was almost a fearless existence, and Zao Wou-ki, who was carried away by hatred, only had killing in his eyes, constantly killing, killing all these people in front of him, in order to comfort the souls of the wronged deaths and redeem his conscience.

If a large number of people chased and killed, maybe the enemy soldiers would retreat, but only one chased and killed, which made everyone feel despised and completely enraged, forgetting life and death, and swarming over, which would be cheap for Zao Wou-ki, if these people spread out and greeted with guns, I am afraid that Zao Wou-Ki will not be easy to do.

The enemies who swarmed over did not cause Zao Wou-Ki's serious injuries, at this moment, Zao Wou-Ki only had killing in his mind, killing one is killing, killing a few is also killing, I don't care, the "ink knife" in my hand is like the sickle of death, constantly harvesting fresh lives.

The enemy soldiers who followed one after another almost piled up with their bodies, and the guns in their hands were also used as burning sticks, and smashed at Zao Wou-ki, who squatted down, and the "ink knife" in his hand made a circle, cutting off all the ankle bones of the enemies around him, and the enemy soldiers in pain screamed and screamed.

The enemy in his hand was pushed forward by the enemy soldiers behind him again, and fell on Zao Wou-ki's body, dozens of enemies fell on Zao Wou-ki's body, the weight was very heavy, and there were more enemies behind him, screaming, with a posture of crushing Zao Wou-Ki to death, and no one noticed that the ankle bones of the dozens of people at the bottom had been cut off.

Zao Wou-Ki almost instinctively rushed forward, like a heavy tank, knocking the people in front of him away on the spot, knocking out a little space, and at this time, a large number of people came down from behind, and Zao Wou-Ki, who was fighting instinctively, did not care so much, but continued to kill angrily, brandishing the "ink knife", continuing to harvest life, every time he moved, the resentment in his heart was reduced a little.

By the time the enemy, who had piled up like a hill, had already fallen a dozen enemy soldiers, and the enemy rose up one after another, once again rushing towards Zao Wou-ki, screaming, and killing Zao Wou-Ki on the spot.

Zhao Wouji, who killed the red-eyed, didn't think about it so much, in the instinctive battle in the crowd, as long as there was a chance to kill the enemy, he didn't care about the weapons that smashed over, and after a while, his body was full of blood, and he also suffered many heavy blows, but fortunately, he was in internal strength to protect his body, and there would be no danger for the time being.

The killing continued, the screams continued, the stumps flew with broken backs, the blood stained the ground red, and more and more enemies fell to the ground in pain after being hit hard, losing their combat effectiveness.

And Zao Wou-Ki is like a crazy tiger, constantly biting the prey, regardless of the injuries on his body, every time he hits the body, he doesn't feel pain, in addition to killing, or killing, the whole person is like being fished out of blood, and the momentum is terrifying.

Finally, after most of the enemy fell, the remaining people began to be afraid, began to retreat, their hands and feet trembled, and they began to lose their guns, looking at Zao Wou-Ki one by one, as if they had seen the Grim Reaper from hell, and they couldn't raise the slightest thought of fighting again.

The enemy's courage was broken, the army's heart was scattered, but the killing did not end, Zao Wou-Ki fought a hundred, almost one-sided, at the beginning, the enemy also fought back frantically, killing until now, the enemy has no courage to fight back, standing in place and passively beaten, like a puppet.

I don't know who shouted, "Death, it's death, run!" ”

Everyone woke up from their fear, screamed, and scattered, and some of the regained Zhao Wou-Ki saw this scene, *** picked up an automatic rifle and fired, da! With a vengeful rage, the bullet roared and caught up with the fleeing enemy in a panic.

After a gun was fired, Zao Wou-Ki picked up two guns, opened his bow left and right, and fired another fierce strafing shot, surrounded by a canyon, if you want to leave, there are only two ways, one is to go inside, but is it a death valley inside? No one knows, the other is the exit, survival **, the panicked enemy instinctively ran towards the outside of the canyon.

In this way, it is more convenient for Zao Wou-Ki's killing, when the bullets are finished, he immediately picks up the gun on the ground and continues to shoot, the ground is full of discarded guns, and the enemies who have changed the chaos have been killed, and he is thinking about leaving this ghost place quickly, leaving this god of death, where do you think of fighting back?

The two guns were like black and white, angry bullets continued to harvest life, and after a while, the remaining enemies also reacted, but they had lost the courage to fight back, and they all fell to their knees, begging for surrender, looking at Zao Wou-Ki who was covered in blood, and two automatic rifles that were constantly spraying flames, they were all frightened.

It's just that Zao Wou-ki's mind was full of revenge and killing, and he didn't want anything else at all, and when he saw that the enemy didn't run away, he rushed up, and the gun in his hand didn't stop, ah——! Zao Wouji shouted, firing fiercely at the enemy, and after a while, he annihilated all the remaining enemies, until all the bullets in the gun were gone, and the enemy was beaten into a sieve, and he did not stop, and there was still a burst of air sound from the trigger firing pin.

After a while, Zao Wou-Ki came back to his senses, stared blankly at the corpses all over the ground in front of him, silently threw the gun in his hand on the ground, knelt on the ground, and looked at the endless void in front of him in a daze, as if he saw the resentment of death and left satisfied.

Zao Wou-ki, who was in a heavy mood, knelt down so firmly, motionless, like a sculpture, the terrifying red of his eyes that had lost his mind began to fade slowly, and suddenly, a needle flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura soared again, looking coldly at the jungle in front of him, and took out the "ink knife" inserted in his waist.