The line of defense was breached, the guns were no longer usable, and hand-to-hand combat had to be engaged.

The Russian army is like a wolf and a tiger, constantly charging.

One by one, the Russian army carried steel guns and rushed to the Qing soldiers, killing indiscriminately, and the situation became extremely chaotic. Zhao Xiaoyang held a steel knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife went down, and drop by drop of blood flowed down the blade and dripped down the tip of the knife to the ground. Zhao Xiaoyang roared while swinging his knife at the Russian soldiers, like a madman, very fierce.

Zhao Xiaoyang's style of play is completely life-threatening, regardless of his life and death, every knife he swings is a desperate move. The reason for this is that Zhao Xiaoyang has a great hatred for the Russian soldiers.

Two years ago, Zhao Xiaoyang had a happy family.

There is an old mother at home, a gentle and graceful wife, and a well-behaved son, a family of four, and they are extremely happy. However, after Vladivostok ceded and the Russian army entered Vladivostok, Zhao Xiaoyang's family also suffered an accident at this time. His wife took the children shopping and was spotted by the Russian soldiers patrolling the streets. The Russian soldiers wanted to rob Zhao Xiaoyang's wife back, but Zhao Xiaoyang's wife was a strong woman who committed suicide in anger.

The Russian army did not give up and killed Zhao Xiaoyang's son, who was less than five years old.

In the end, only two cold corpses were sent to Zhao Xiaoyang, when he saw the corpses, Zhao Xiaoyang was angry and wanted to rush to fight with the Russian soldiers, fortunately, Zheng Hu, who often wandered around the restaurant, grabbed Zhao Xiaoyang, and said that Zhao Xiaoyang still had an old mother to take care of, so Zhao Xiaoyang endured it.

It's just that the hatred in Zhao Xiaoyang's heart has not subsided.

Because after a year, the old lady was depressed because her grandson was killed, and she also died of illness, leaving only Zhao Xiaoyang alone. Hatred took root in Zhao Xiaoyang's heart, especially when Zhao Xiaoyang often dreamed of the tragic death of his wife and children, as well as the scene of his old mother's death, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to kill the Russian soldiers cleanly.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyang and the Russian army fought hand-to-hand at close range, and his heart was extremely happy.

Avenge! Avenge!

In his heart, he was bent on revenge.

"Dog's Russian **, return my wife's life, return my son's life, kill! Kill! Kill!!!! Zhao Xiaoyang roared, and the steel knife in his hand slashed out, splitting a Russian soldier in half with one knife. Blood splattered out, and warm blood spilled on Zhao Xiaoyang's body and face.

The bloody killing did not scare Zhao Xiaoyang, but made Zhao Xiaoyang more and more crazy. Because he felt so good that he finally took revenge. Zhao Xiaoyang stretched out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a mad smile on his face.

"Kill!"

Zhao Xiaoyang rushed forward with a knife, extremely fierce.

"Bang!!"

When Zhao Xiaoyang charged, a gunshot rang out behind him. Zhao Xiaoyang stumbled and almost fell. The steel knife in his hand was on the ground, and he looked back at the Russian soldier who shot it, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Poof!!"

Another Russian soldier approached and stabbed Zhao Xiaoyang into Zhao Xiaoyang's body in an instant, taking advantage of Zhao Xiaoyang's hesitation.

The blade pierced through the body, and the blood slipped down.

Zhao Xiaoyang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, raised the last bit of strength, roared, and lifted the steel knife on the ground diagonally upward. With a pop, the blade slashed under the crotch of the Russian soldier, although this knife did not kill the Russian soldier, but it cut the clothes and pants under the crotch of the Russian soldier, and you can see that the roots of the descendants under the crotch of the Russian soldier were also cut off with a knife.

The blood was gushing and overflowing.

The Russian soldiers screamed and screamed, and their faces showed pain.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyang fell to the ground with his head raised and fell to the ground, with a smile on his face. He looked up at the sky, muttering to himself, not knowing what to say. His vision gradually blurred, and he thought that he could finally see his wife and children, his old mother, and his relatives......

He can proudly tell his wife and children that he has taken revenge.

Zhao Xiaoyang was killed, and Zheng Meng, who was still fighting not far away, was extremely angry when he saw it.

Zheng Meng also joined the army because of Huang Hu's recommendation.

Moreover, Zheng Meng and Zhao Xiaoyang are together. When he saw Zhao Xiaoyang being killed, he yelled angrily. An arrow rushed to the Russian soldier whose crotch had been slashed and slashed out.

The flash of the knife flashed, and the neck of the Russian soldier flew out.

A splatter of blood splattered and spewed on the ground, leaving a trail of blood. Zheng Meng was still angry, and rushed to the Russian soldier who had shot Zhao Xiaoyang before, and slashed out.

"Bell !!"

The blade collided with the Russian gun, making a loud noise.

Zheng Meng's knife didn't work, and he shouted: "Come again!" ”

He slashed out again, causing the Russian soldiers to retreat two steps.

"Come again!" Zheng Meng roared again, swinging his knife and slashing again and again. He slashed tirelessly, and the Russian soldier's face had changed greatly, a look of horror appeared on his face, and the guns in the hands of the Russian soldiers were deformed, he was already very afraid of Zheng Meng, and the Qing soldiers in front of him were too terrifying.

"Die!"

Zheng Meng finally slashed a knife, cut off the Russian soldier's gun, and also killed the other party.

"Ahh

Zheng Meng screamed miserably, and his chest hurt.

He looked down, only to see a sharp knife stabbing out of his chest. A Russian soldier took advantage of Zheng Meng's attack and was attacked from behind. Zheng Meng gritted his teeth, his face showing pain. In an instant, Zheng Meng snorted again, because he felt the opponent's bayonet poke out hard, stabbing into his body, and the Russian soldiers also approached him.

"Holy shit!"

Zheng roared, grabbed the handle of the knife in his hand with both hands, raised the knife, and stabbed it hard.

A knife stabbed into his body and pierced through the chest.

Zheng Meng heard a scream behind him, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Even if he is dead, he will pull a cushion on his back. Although his knife penetrated his body, after the steel knife pierced through, it also pierced into the body of the Russian soldier behind him, killing him with one knife.

"Bang!!"

With a muffled sound, Zheng Meng fell to the ground.

There are countless people like Zheng Meng and Zhao Xiaoyang, all of whom are throwing their heads and spilling their blood, fighting desperately. Li Zhen was also carrying a knife and was covered in blood. He watched the soldiers around him continue to fall, and watched the people who had just been transformed from militia to regular soldiers face bloody battles, but they did not flinch at all, his heart was moved, but his heart was extremely painful.

One by one, the living lives disappeared in an instant.

The current situation has become worse and worse, and it is becoming more and more unfavorable to Li Zhen. Li Zhen looked back at the back, secretly anxious in his heart, why hadn't Peng Yulin rushed back with the soldiers yet. The battle continued, and the soldiers under Li Zhen's command gradually formed a group, still fighting back, and still did not retreat.

"Kill !!"

The shouts of killing that resounded in the sky came from afar.

This voice exudes a powerful battle intent, with a sense of impatience. Li Zhen looked around and saw an army appear in the rear, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

ps: The third update, continue to work hard;