The soldiers finally saw the enemy, and rushed up one by one like enraged bulls.

However, they still can't have a good fight.

Due to the high and dense forests in the jungle, even herbaceous plants can grow to the height of more than a person, and their opponents know how to make full use of the terrain and the cover of trees, so they suffer a big loss as soon as they fight.

And one even more deadly thing is that they are running out of ammunition!

Having come all the way here, they naturally don't go without enough ammunition.

When disembarking, taking into account the long march and the humid climate here, Johansen ordered everyone to divide the food evenly and carry it with them, except for the standard equipment, the rest of the ammunition was not unpacked, and was carried by a special person.

He had people make improvised climbing plows out of vines, load ammunition on them, and drag them along the grass.

When those sea urchin-like things were smashed down for the first time, the rear team became the front team, and the people carrying ammunition were at the front, and a lot of ammunition was swallowed by the swamp, which is why there is a shortage of ammunition now.

Without adequate ammunition in a battle, it is doomed.

Especially in this situation where accurate shooting is simply not possible, the consumption of bullets is increased.

But if you choose to shoot conservatively, you must wait for aiming before shooting, and you will often be killed by an inexplicable bullet before you find a chance.

Under such an environment and mentality, these angry soldiers of the United States could not even play half of their usual level, they were completely pressed and beaten, and soon fell into a desperate situation.

Although Yang Qianqi wanted to annihilate them all, he couldn't disobey Wei Yang's orders.

So after discovering that the soldiers were out of bullets, he immediately ordered to stop shooting.

However, although the shooting stopped, Yang Qianqi did not intend to let those soldiers surrender just like that.

He rolled his eyes and shouted aloud to the other side:

"Mi Guoyan, there are no bullets, right? It doesn't matter, grandpa doesn't bully you, and we don't use guns, do you dare to come out and fight?! ”

The people of the United States considered things very thoroughly, and specially assigned an interpreter to this team before coming, and after hearing Yang Qianqi's words, the translator immediately conveyed Yang Qianqi's meaning to the people around him.

At this time, there were only about 300 soldiers left alive.

If you don't have bullets, if you drag it out, you can only wait to be wiped out by the enemy on the opposite side one by one, of course, it's better to have a happy fight!

A soldier of the United States was the first to flash out from behind the tree, put down the gun that had no bullets in his hand, pulled out his dagger and walked forward.

Second, third, fourth......

Soon, all the GIs who were still alive came out from behind cover and followed with daggers.

Yang Qianliu put down the gun in his hand, drew his dagger and was about to catch it, but was suddenly stopped.

The person who grabbed him was Wei Yang.

Yang Qianqi was a little weak-hearted, this was not Wei Yang's order after all, so he lowered his head and called "boss".

Wei Yang patted him on the shoulder and said lightly:

"You are doing the right thing, we have to let the people of the United States know that Huaxia cannot be bullied, and Huaxia people cannot be bullied!"

After speaking, Wei Yang took out the dagger from his waist and strode over to meet those rice soldiers, ignoring the injuries on his legs.

For a moment, the sound of rejecting bullets sounded in the jungle.

All the members of the special operations team and half of the Yuezhou army put their guns on the ground, drew their daggers and followed behind Wei Yang, with a proud face.

Born in China, he is proud; Deceive me Huaxia, although it is far away, I will be punished!

When the two sides were less than five meters apart, the brush stopped.

Wei Yang looked at the soldiers of the United States standing in front of him calmly, and said word by word:

"Originally, I could directly use a gun to completely eliminate you, the reason why I chose to fight with you like this is because of the respect for your military identity, and the respect for your fighting spirit, this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, regardless of life and death, is to let you, the self-esteemed and superior people, understand that there have never been cowards in the 5,000-year-old history of China!"

The translator and the soldiers who looked like the squad leaders around him muttered for a while, and then said in a somewhat stiff Huaxia language:

"What do you mean, we understand that after this battle, if we win, we will definitely bring your words back to our country, and if we lose, we will also remember your words and leave with respect for you!"

Wei Yang nodded and raised the dagger in his hand.

"Roar!"

Both sides let out a roar at the same time, and the two teams collided together in an instant.

Although Wei Yang was holding a dagger in his hand, what he really used was his fist.

The fighting spirit of these soldiers of the United States did give him a kind of heartfelt respect.

No matter what the soldiers of that country are, as long as they have the integrity and fighting spirit that a warrior and an army should have, Wei Yang will respect them.

What is truly odious and cruel are the people of the ruling class, who have started the war, who have turned the soldiers who were bent on fighting only to obey orders into evil brutes!

Wei Yang flickered through the crowd, throwing punches in quick succession as he dodged the daggers that stabbed him.

All along, no matter how busy he was, he didn't abandon his martial arts. Set aside at least an hour of practice each day.

Although the realm has never been able to go further, the kung fu is about to become more and more perfect.

In the face of these Mi soldiers, he didn't even need to exert all his strength at all, he could easily knock them to the ground.

The blood from the wound had soaked through the white bandage, but it did not affect his movements in the slightest, and in just a few minutes, at least fifteen soldiers of the United States had already been knocked to the ground by his fists, losing the ability to continue fighting.

As time passed, more and more Mi people fell, and the balance of victory was tilting in Weiyang's favor.

In fact, this is not strictly a fair fight.

Except for Wei Yang and Yang Qianqi, the two "open-hangers", the 100 members of the special operations team were also trained under Sun Cunzhou and a few people, and it was completely effortless to deal with these Mi soldiers.

Before he started, Yang Qianqi had already confessed that he tried his best to catch it alive, so these people also had reservations about it, and they didn't kill people unless they were forced to do so.

Half an hour later, the battle was over, and Wei Yang was completely victorious, with forty-seven people slightly wounded and none seriously wounded and killed.

Those who were injured were all soldiers of the Yuezhou Army, and none of the special operations team were injured.

Those soldiers of the United States who were lying on the ground and moaning in pain couldn't accept this fact at all, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

Wei Yang looked at them calmly, his voice was not loud, but it could make everyone present hear clearly:

"Remember, if I don't kill you, it's not that Lao Tzu is afraid of the rice country behind you! If you're still alive, leave all your guns behind, and get out! ”