No one could stop the footsteps of the ghost soldiers, even if a dozen strong men joined forces, they were so vulnerable.dt.com his attack was very simple, he slashed down with his palm, hit directly with his fists, and rarely even used his legs.

But this simple way of hitting makes even the strong unable to compete, and they can't even catch a single move.

They are all S-class powerhouses, and they are a sign of strength wherever they go.

However, here, in front of the ghost soldiers, he is like a child, allowing the other party to be killed one by one.

Because the speed of the ghost soldier is too fast, if it is theoretically speaking, the muscles of the human body cannot withstand this speed at all.

But the ghost soldier can do it, and every time he attacks, there is a strong natural pressure like a stormy wave.

Kill!

Kill!

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Kill!

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It's a close-range parry, and at a distance, the Ghost Soldier will kill his rifle with a worn-out rifle that can crack at any moment.

One shot at a time, there will be absolutely no mistakes, and even the bullet holes will be in the same place on everyone's head.

Not only did he study hand-to-hand combat thoroughly, but he also used his shooting impeccably.

Man and gun in one?

It can probably only be described as a unity full of martial arts!

It's invincible because he's not a man, he's a ghost!

"Bang!"

The ghost soldier's right fist slammed straight into the face of an S-class powerhouse, and when the fist was pulled away, the S-class powerhouse's cheeks were bloodied and flattened.

After a short period of flattening, it begins to show a hideous deformation.

The punch shattered his facial bones, causing him to fall to his knees and vomit blood.

"Bang!"

The ghost soldier threw a shot, bursting the head of the strong man who was attacking in the left rear, and continued to rush forward without even turning his head.

There were corpses everywhere, blood everywhere.

The seven or eight people who were lucky enough not to die fled in different directions, and they were so frightened that they kept calling their own people to come to their aid.

"The Golden Train is guarded by a super strong man, he is a ghost, he is a devil!"

"All dead, all dead, living dead! The living dead left behind by the Nazis in World War II are ghosts!! ”

“……”

The remnants of the escape, the ghost soldier stood there, the rifle in his hand, and the mechanical turn and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

“……”

After several shots, only the last one was left who fled.

The last one of them had already been pulled out of the distance of a kilometer, out of range of the old rifles in the hands of the ghost soldiers.

He turned his head in horror at the dazzling bloody light of the back hillside, and suddenly stopped as if he was crazy, turned around violently, and let out a wild scream.

"I'm out of range! I'm out of range! Ghost, if you have the ability, you can kill me again!! You're using a Mauser rifle, and I'm a master gunsmith! Hahahaha...... Even if you were a ghost, would you be able to kill me at a distance of 1,200 meters? Hahahaha......"

The elite, who didn't know which country, laughed wildly, but he was absolutely not wrong.

The Ghost Soldier uses the MI898 Mauser rifle, which was commonly used by German soldiers during World War II, which is very backward and inaccurate today, although the bullet can float a distance of a thousand meters, but it really floats away.

The ghost soldier with the rifle was expressionless, mechanically raised the barrel of the gun, and pulled the trigger very naturally.

"Bang!"

The bullet is discharged, breaking through the air to show off a graceful trajectory.

"Poof!"

Twelve hundred meters away, the elite, who had been stimulated to the point of madness, was stunned.

A clear bullet hole appeared in his head, and blood flowed down the bullet hole.

It's just that the warhead no longer has the strength to penetrate the back of his head and stays in his head permanently.

The elite was still smiling, and the pupils of the rapid flow of life luster exuded a completely convincing sigh...... 1,200 meters, MI898 Mauser rifle accurate sniping, this belongs to the field of mythology!

On the top of the mountain, Han Hu's body was trembling, this would make him not want any gold at all, he just wanted to escape, he just wanted to run as far as he wanted.

Mauser rifle 1,200 meters sniper ...... You can't do it even if you take out the best sniper in the world today!

1,200 meters of accurate sniping, you can smash people's heads with a wave of your hand!

What more gold?

Can you take the gold from the hands of the Ghost Soldiers?

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"It's over...... It's over, it's over! It's all done, it's our turn! ”

Han Hu made a desperate sound.

In just ten minutes, this ghost soldier slaughtered everyone, including nearly twenty S-class powerhouses.

This guy is really not human, really not human...... "Go." ”

Long Xiaoqi pointed behind him and said to Han Hu: "Don't look back, charge away immediately." It's an order, and if you don't obey it, you're no longer a member of the Battle Flag Company. I have a handbook left by your grandfather there, and it's full of charging techniques. If you have the heart, work hard and rebuild the Battle Flag Company in your lifetime. Little Huzi, now is not the time to be rash and carry out orders. ”

"Brother-in-law, ......"

Han Hu was about to cry.

This TM is just sending people to death at all, how to fight?

No matter how you fight, you can't win it, unless a missile hits you now, you can kill this perverted ghost soldier.

With personal ability?

Don't dream, there is no super strong person in the world who can single-handedly kill this dead pervert!

"Tell your sister to find a reliable man."

Long Xiaoqi patted Han Hu on the shoulder and said, "Tell your sister, if I can meet her in the next life, I will definitely live up to her kindness, and I will give her on the street." Go ahead and carry out the order! ”

Long Xiaoqi's voice was very low, and he was talking about the will at all.

He told Han Hu to rebuild the Battle Flag Company, which he told himself he had to do on the day the Battle Flag Company was dismantled.

It's a pity that he doesn't have time, so he can only hand it over to Han Hu.

Han Hu wiped his wet eyes heavily, bit his lip with his teeth, and slowly crawled backwards, slowly crawling backwards...... Suddenly, Han Hu, who was crawling backwards, stood up suddenly, raised his head and roared like a tiger: "The battle flag will not fall!" - Charge non-stop!! - Battle Flag Company, carrying out orders!! ――”

"Boom!"

Han Hu moved, he didn't run away, he rushed down the mountain, and charged fearlessly towards the ghost soldiers.

His eyes were full of grievances, tears were blown down by the wind, even if he was wild, even if he was murderous, he couldn't hide the thick grievance.

If Long Xiaoqi doesn't leave, he won't leave, even if he faces ghost soldiers.

Han Hu was aggrieved because Long Xiaoqi refused to leave, he could only accompany the other party, and then was killed by the ghost soldiers.

He was still young and didn't want to die yet, but he had to die and had to stay here to accompany Long Xiaoqi.

Loyalty?

No, it's bro!

There is only one China in the world, and there is only one battle flag company in the whole of China, and there are only two people in the battle flag company, he and Long Xiaoqi...... It's that simple, it's that simple, it's so hot that it makes people roar!

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