When Ma Youde fought the white-skinned ghost, ten gringos, also dressed in white, suddenly appeared in this small wood, and their original plan was to kill Ma Youde in the tree and launch a surprise attack on the others in the woods at the same time.

These ten white-skinned ghosts are the Yankees' No. 1 Special Forces Unit, with Brown as the captain, and the weapon in their hands is an M3 carbine equipped with a night vision sighting device, the difference between the M3 carbine and the M1 carbine is that there are more night vision devices.

Limited to the immaturity of night vision technology at that time, their night vision devices could only work within a range of 200 meters, but even these 200 meters could also allow them to take advantage of it.

The Yankees had already discovered Ma Youde in the tree, but they didn't want to be exposed too early, relying on their night vision ability, they were confident that they could wipe out this team that wanted to ambush them!

The arrogance of the American special forces is no less than that of the British, and if they succeed, they can show off their achievements with the British's special air service regiment, and they can say to them in a haughty tone: "You British special forces can't do it!" ”

Just now Ma Youde discovered their plan in advance, and sent a signal to prepare his teammates under the tree, and Wei San, who was hiding behind a tree, shot a bullet from the gun in the shout of Ma Youde when he fell, and a Yankee who had just gotten up from the snow was shot through the heart.

With the fallen Yankee, nine other white figures suddenly jumped up in the woods, either holding sabers or clenching their pistols, and pounced on their chosen targets.

The battle started in a very short time, the distance between the two sides was only less than five meters, after Wei San shot and killed one, as soon as he pulled the bolt, an unsuspecting white shadow appeared from his side, flew up and kicked the gun in Wei San's hand, Wei San's body also followed a stumble, flipped out to the side, and after straightening up, the saber was already in his hand.

The other hand wanted to pull out the revolver, but found that the guy who attacked him just now had arrived in front of him, and the knife in his hand pierced himself like a poisonous snake, gave up the action of pulling out the gun, took a step back, dodged the tip of the stabbing knife, and when the opponent was exhausted, the saber in Wei San's hand cut the opponent's neck.

In the flash of light, Wei San's saber was blocked by the other party, blocking Wei San's saber, the other party relied on his burly body, violently pressed Wei San's saber, and pushed Wei San's saber back.

Suppressed by the sudden burst of brute force from the other party, the blades of the two knives rubbed between the two of them "gurgling", Wei San was a step late, and he could only be pushed back by the other party for several steps, and the knife was also pressed to his chest, and Wei San, who was burning with anger, began to have bloodshot in his eyes.

One more step back, the two of them pressed their left hand to their right hand at the same time, Wei San wanted to push the knife away, the other party wanted to suppress Wei San, and then wanted to use force to make Wei San submit.

The two stared at each other, not only did they unconsciously retreat to Ma Youde, who was fighting on the ground, Ma Youde's situation was more dangerous than Wei Sangang, seeing that the knife was about to be pierced, Ma Youde, who was anxious, touched the magazine on his chest to block the tip of the knife that fell, and at the same time his body stiffened, and tilted the guy riding on his body to the side.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Ma Youde quickly took out the pistol on his waist, and without a trace of hesitation, he moved his fingers towards the white-skinned ghost who was crooked to the side, but he didn't expect that the guy was not a good stubble, and his body shook to let Ma Youde's shot empty, and immediately stabbed Ma Youde with a knife again.

Ma Youde, who was desperate, roared violently: "Grass you M!" The hand grabbed the blade, Ma Youde was going to be pierced by the knife, and he had to continue to shoot the next shot, both of them were full of hideousness, they were all on this point, and it was impossible to kill the other party intact.

Ma Youde's ferocity surprised the white-skinned ghost opposite, at this time he couldn't regret it, the knife pierced Ma Youde's palm, Ma Youde endured the pain of tearing his palm, held the white-skinned ghost's hand, the pistol in his right hand finally had a chance to fire again, the pistol against the white-skinned ghost's chest was a shot, the white-skinned ghost covered his chest and fell backwards, and the fierce Ma Youde stood up and scolded: "CNM!" Don't you want me to die? Come on! ”

During the shouting, Ma Youde fired three shots in the face of the white-skinned ghost who was not yet dead, and the white-skinned ghost's entire face was like being twisted in a meat grinder, rotting into a pile.

The anger that rushed to his head had not subsided, Ma Youde gritted his teeth and pulled down the bayonet that pierced his palm, the foreign body sensation and pain in his palm were slightly reduced, Ma Youde saw Wei San not far away, and the guy who fought against Wei San provoked Ma Youde A burst of anger rose, and the bayonet threw it at the guy, and shouted: "Captain, be careful!" ”

After hearing the reminder, the corner of Wei San's eyes saw the bayonet thrown by Ma Youde flying towards him, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "", and then pushed violently, and distanced himself from the enemy.

The guy who was fighting against Wei San also found the bayonet that was thrown, and hurriedly dodged the blade, and then embarrassedly dodged the bullet that Ma Youde shot at him.

Ma Youde kept picking his fingers, the guy who was chased by the bullet and kept dodging was hit in the thigh after the last shot was issued, and he tilted to the side, and when he fell, the guy's hand took out his pistol, turned around in mid-air and lay back, and when he fell to the ground, his muzzle was already aimed at Ma Youde.

When Ma Youde saw clearly that the guy who fell to the ground was holding a gun at him, he hurriedly threw himself to the side, and after falling to the ground, Ma Youde heard three gunshots in succession, one was from his own gun, one was Wei San's revolver, and the other was from the darkness in the distance, I am afraid it was the teammates of these guys.

When Ma Youde raised his head, he saw that the guy who shot at him just now had already lost his palm, and now he was holding a broken wrist and screaming, it should have been done by Wei San, the large-caliber revolver is not a joke!

And another gunshot from a distance was aimed at the other team members, saying so much, from Ma Youde's reminder to the present, the time has only passed about twenty seconds, and in twenty seconds, Ma Youde has been killed and died several times, and the process of this experience is not over, because the shooters in the distance can see them.

The gunshots in the distance rang out again, and Ma Youde hurriedly lowered his body, only then did he hear a member of the team shouting: "Someone was shot!" ”

Hearing that someone had been shot, Ma Youde hurriedly looked up to see who had been hit, and one of the seven or eight corpses lying not far away was also lying there.

Worried, he didn't care to deal with the wound on his hand, and crawled over, and by this time the battle in the woods was over, and nine of the ten Yankees in white had already lay down, and one guy was alive with a broken wrist and howling.

Ma Youde saw that it was a teammate named Sun Wei who fell to the ground and was silent, he was hit by a bullet flying in the darkness in the distance, remembering that he had spoken to him not long ago, Ma Youde's heart was a little nervous, and he lay on the ground and scolded: "TND!" Damn the Yankees, I want your lives! ”

Wei San picked up the guy who had broken his wrist and put his revolver to his head, exposing himself to the enemy's scope without fear, because the team members on both sides of the woods had already chased after the gunshot, and if they didn't go, they wouldn't have a chance to go!

The red in his eyes still did not recede, and Wei San looked at Sun Wei's corpse with his eyes and said, "See? That's what you did, do you think about how you're going to die? ”

The Yankee with a broken wrist gritted his teeth and held back his screams, and said with cruelty in his eyes: "If you want to kill me, hurry up, kill me, you will also be shot in the head by our first unit, you shoot!" Shoot!! ”

"N's! You dare to be so arrogant when you are dying, Lao Tzu killed you to pay for Sun Wei's life, he is Lao Tzu's best brother! A member of the team who had a good relationship with Sun Wei, with tears hidden in his bloodshot eyes, yelled at the Yankees.

"Come on, come on!! I, Mike, have never been afraid of anyone, let alone you weak Chinese rats! "The blood from Mike's broken wrist was flowing so fast that he wouldn't have survived without killing him.

Wei San's face pressed close to Mike, staring at Mike like a wolf and said coldly, "Really? Are you really not afraid of anyone? Then I hope you can last a little longer, and don't let me be ruined! ”

As soon as Mike's eyes showed a mocking look, the saber in Wei San's other hand cut through Mike's broken wrist with a "swish", and in Mike's shout, the wrist that was originally broken by the gun became neat after the knife was swung over, and the wound was flat, like cutting a piece of tofu.

"Ah~......" Mike's terrible scream rang out, "You damn bastard, I'm going to kill you, ah~ my hand, my hand ......"

Wei San's eyes didn't look at Mike's wrist, he stared at Mike's eyes, and when the painful look in Mike's eyes subsided slightly, and he wanted to glare at Wei San again, Wei San's saber swung down again, maybe the word is inappropriate, it should be described as "chopping"!

was chopped again, Mike's wrist was cut up and missing, and Mike's scream sounded again in this wood, and no one around the team felt that Wei San's actions were too tyrannical, what a humane idea, that was to others, this guy just killed his brother, if they were in Wei San's position, Mike would not be better, and it might even be even worse!

Wei San's eyes were still staring at Mike's eyes, Mike's angry eyes slowly produced a trace of fear, the aura of the first special forces of the U.S. Army on his body was slowly receding, he was afraid!

The red glow in Wei San's eyes did not decrease but increased, like a demon's gaze, staring at Mike's face, and said coldly, "Now...... Know who we are, Lao Tzu is Chinese, yes, but not a weak mouse in your heart, continue to enjoy the dinner I prepared for you, don't ask me! ”

The moment the knife was raised, Mike's heart jumped to his lips, and he roared in a pleading tone: "Stop, stop, what do you want to know, you can ask, please stop torturing me!" ”

Wei San's knife did not stop because of Mike's words, it fell again, the sharp blade trimmed the bones on the wrist very neatly, and Mike's voice was hoarse: "Ah~........ Please, stop, don't lift your knife again, I can promise you anything! Please......"

Chopped down three times, Mike's wrist is almost gone, and then up is the arm, but Wei San is still unmoved, the death of his teammates made him a little angry, and he also found that these guys are more powerful than the British special forces, at least the weapons are more advanced than the British Yankees, so that they have an advantage in the field of vision, Wei San is not forcing a confession, he is just to torture this guy, rub the dignity in his heart, look down on the Chinese, then let you know the consequences of looking down.

Wei San's knife was raised again, and Mike, who was really scared by Wei San, pushed Wei San with his last strength, and then wanted to escape, Wei San staggered back, and when he stabilized his body, he suddenly became alert in his heart, and someone was aiming at him.

Wei San, who felt the threat, hurriedly lowered his body, the bullet passed by, and missed, Wei San lowered his body and scolded: "There is really someone who is not afraid of death, Wang Liansheng, if you don't catch him, don't mix in the special combat team, MD these damn Yankees!" ”

Mike, who had just run two steps, was beaten into a colander by the team members on the side, ending Mike's painful journey, and when he fell to the ground, Mike's face was actually smiling, maybe in his heart, it was more comfortable to be killed by a bullet than to be tortured to death by Weisan, right?

Ma Youde stepped forward and spat at Mike's corpse and said, "Phew, it's cheap, I knew there would be such an end, so don't come to North Korea, dog R!" ”

The gunfire in the distance started again, but it was replaced by the sound of AK shooting, it seemed that the enemy there was still planning to resist, after a while, the gunfire stopped, and after a while, Wang Liansheng carried a guy who was shot in the chest, and carried it back, seeing that it was more out of breath and less in breath, and there was no live head, Wang Liansheng threw this guy to the ground like a dead dog, and then Chu Jian, who followed closely, also threw an M3 carbine to the ground.

There is not much difference between the M3 and the M1 carbine, now I see this M3 carbine, I see that the gun is equipped with a night vision device, and the muzzle has a flame suppressor, no wonder I only heard the sound of the gun just now, but I couldn't see the fire, Wei San picked up the gun, glanced at it and said: "Do you think that with such an advanced weapon, you can be invincible?" It's because of this gun that you think you want to kill us at close range, right? ”

When Wang Liansheng and Chu Jian saw Sun Wei, who had been sacrificed, they couldn't help but kick the Yankees on the ground, and the Yankees who were kicked were still smiling with blood: "You.... Very powerful.... We're underestimating you..... But sooner or later, you'll be killed by us...... Haha....."

When the smiling and squinting Yankees opened their eyes again, they saw the muzzle of the gun pointed at him by the guards holding his own weapon, and said, "Go to hell and let out your disgusting laughter again!" ”

"Da ......." A magazine with more than 20 rounds left was all emptied by Wei San, and the Yankee's body was completely destroyed, looking at the pile of rotten meat, everyone's anger gradually subsided.

One more rival!

The smell of gunpowder in the wind began to get heavier......

(As a limited number of books written about anti-American, I think it is necessary to abuse the stick, everyone is resisting South Korea, I don't have a Korean car, I can't afford a Samsung mobile phone, and I don't have a neighbor surnamed Han, so I can only use words to express it, let's kill the stick first, if it's not enjoyable, you can kidnap Syngman Rhee and give him some eye medicine...... Regardless of the outcome of the lazy cat incident, let's talk about it first! Book friends can leave any thoughts, but I pay attention to the book review area several times a day! ）

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