Warrior Song once heard a story about a squad leader who stayed at the forefront of the battlefield for a whole year, and when he finally walked off the battlefield, his eyes were red, and anyone who looked at him would feel a terrible pressure in his heart that was being stared at by the grim reaper and the cold gaze of the natural enemy. Someone asked the squad leader why his eyes were red, and the squad leader replied lightly: "Because I eat fresh hearts every day, I dig out the hearts of the enemy and roast them one by one." Not to mention that it tastes really good! ”

Zhan Xia Ge had always thought that this was a very ridiculous and exaggerated legend, but at this time, he suddenly understood the mentality of the squad leader.

Hate!

Seeing the brothers beside him who were like feet falling in a pool of blood one by one and dying miserably, watching the enemy show off their might, the gorgeous blood flowers blooming in the air, the corpses with blurred flesh and blood that could not even be identified by anyone, the sound of gunshots, the bombardment of heavy artillery...... When he arrived at this kind of battlefield and this kind of environment, the squad leader had long since ceased to regard himself as a living person, and he had stopped seeing himself as a person earlier!

He is a murderous machine driven by hatred, and by hatred it brings out all the potential of life!

Zhan Xia Ge ran with a grim life, his sweat mixed with the blood flowing from his grim body, mixed into a kind of concern that is more intimate than blood relationship and makes people have no regrets even if they die.

Bullets kept flying above the head of the warrior song, under his feet, beside him, in front of him, left and right, bringing out bullet marks and tracks that the Grim Reaper harvested life! Suddenly, even if he clenched his teeth all the time, no matter how much blood flowed out of his body, even if the body embedded with shrapnel and Zhan Xia Ge's shoulder kept rubbing, there was no sternness in the sound, his body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but let out a painful snort. Zhan Xia Song could clearly feel that another stream of hot blood flowed out of Grim's body, flowed onto his shoulders, and even flowed into his heart.

The warrior song howled, "How are you? Don't fucking be a bastard at this time, if you dare to fucking stand up on me, I will despise you for the rest of my life, do you understand, I will despise you for the rest of my life! ”

"It's fine!" The stern voice kept trembling, and he said with a smile while trembling: "My ass was hit by a bullet, squad leader, don't worry, don't dare to say anything else, the meat on my ass is still thick!" Now that I've decided, I don't want to die, the thought of being admitted to the hospital, and letting Instructor Yajie'er's gentle little hands keep touching my ass every day to help me heal, hehe...... It's beautiful to die when you think about it! ”

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened: "...... Holy! ”

More than a dozen soldiers ran wildly, and this unit, which had not recovered at all after the physical exertion of the fierce battle, ran faster than the highest results obtained in the usual training, because they had the squad leader of Zhan Xia Ge.

Their squad leader carried his wounded brother on his shoulder, and roared loudly as he ran: "Run! I beg you, come back with me alive! I beg you, don't die anymore! This is not the order of the squad leader, this is a brother's request to you, run with me with all your strength! Don't look back, don't abandon your injured brother, and don't abandon yourself! ”

Bullets came in a string, mixed with the terrible roar of a 125mm grenade, no pride, no fearlessness, Zhan Xia Ge never thought that he would meet on the battlefield where the brave won on the narrow road, gave up the theory of a soldier attacking and attacking again, gave up the dignity of a soldier and gave up the bravery of a soldier, he just wants his brother to live now, he just wants to find a safe place now, find enough medical supplies, and let his brother who is still bleeding on his shoulders live!

The villagers who were still standing outside the village and town leisurely smoking cigarettes and chatting have run away without a trace, leaving only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy who was still holding a basketball in his hand and was probably stunned and stupid, still standing there in a daze. A soldier of the Fifth Special Unit who ran past him suddenly let out a wild roar: "Be careful, danger! ”

The soldier of the fifth special unit jumped up and hugged the eleven or twelve-year-old child, and the two of them rolled on the ground several times, leaving a long string of bullet marks behind them.

The soldier of the 5th Special Forces stood up with the child in his arms, forgetting that the Russian child did not understand Chinese at all, he pointed to the village and shouted: "It's dangerous here, you hurry home and find a safe place to hide...... Hmmm......"

"Squad leader, I'm in so much pain!"

Hearing the terrible screams coming from behind him, Zhan Xia Ge was really stunned, he turned his head violently, and at this moment, the corner of Zhan Xia Ge's eyes was actually torn apart by himself! His brother, a super elite trained by China's Fifth Special Force, a combat expert who had just experienced the most brutal and bloody battles and had not died under the enemy's anti-aircraft machine guns and mortars, was now staring at a pair of big eyes, his hands tightly covering his lower abdomen, blood constantly flowing from the bullet-damaged body armor and his fingers.

It's not that he can't really stand this pain, the reason why he can't help but cry out in pain is because he really can't believe his eyes, but the little boy who was standing there with a small leather ball in his arms just now, who seems to have been stunned by the machine-gun fire and heavy artillery bombardment, is now holding a sharp dagger with blood in his hand!

No, what he was holding in his hand was not a dagger, but a torture instrument that would cause the most terrible pain to the other party before killing people purely!

It was a terrible murder weapon polished with steel sheets and three barbed hooks on it, such a weapon stabbed into the lower abdomen of a person, not only causing wounds that are difficult to heal, but also hooking out the internal organs in the human body!

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out not far away, and in a window, a young boy, also only eleven or twelve, smiled smugly, and carried an assault rifle with a muzzle that was smoking from the muzzle and glued the sniper scope and the barrel of the gun with adhesive tape. They had seen this little boy an hour ago, but how could their group of weapons experts have imagined that a cute and non-dangerous little boy with a toy gun wrapped in duct tape in his hand turned out to be a real assault rifle that can shoot bullets?!

The Fifth Special Unit soldier, who had been stabbed in the abdomen with that terrible weapon, exploded in the head like a watermelon that had been thrown to the floor.

The bullet fired from the assault rifle that the boy was only eleven or twelve years old was actually a dummmy bullet that was expressly prohibited on the battlefield in the "International Convention on Neiva"!

All the soldiers of the Fifth Special Force were stunned, even Shen Hao was stunned, and they all raised the weapons in their hands, but looking at the little boy standing in front of them, who was only eleven or twelve years old, although his face was splashed with blood, but he still had an "innocent" smile, the trigger of the weapon in their hands could not be pulled.

"Damn, when are you still the fuck pretending to be high! Then! ”

Zhan Xia Ge threw the severity on his body to Shen Hao, he rushed over with red eyes, and as soon as he stretched out his big hand, he grabbed the dagger that the little boy stabbed at him, the dagger was sticky and greasy, and it still had a warm feeling, and it was stained with his brother's blood!

The Huya fighting saber flashed in the air, and Zhan Xia Ge cut off the little boy's head with a single sword, and at the same time, a Molotov cocktail filled with gasoline was thrown out of a room in the town and thrown at Zhan Xia Ge's feet, and Zhan Xia Ge's feet and thighs were rolled in the flames.

"I'll fuck you, give it back to you!"

With his right hand, he slammed the little boy's head into the room where the gasoline bottle was thrown, and although the weapon he threw did not have any real lethality, there was still a terrified scream in the room.

The sound of gunfire suddenly came out of the hands of the soldiers of the Fifth Special Force, and more than a dozen Chechen rebels who rushed out of various rooms of the town with weapons in their hands fell to the ground before the soldiers of the Fifth Special Force could raise their rifles under the high-precision fire of the Fifth Special Force.

When the Chechen rebels, the "East Turkistan Liberation Organization" terrorists and the Afghan guerrillas rushed to the vicinity of this small village and town under the cover of T80 tanks and Russian marines special amphibious armored transport vehicles, they were all stunned.

There is no need to check at all, there will be no living people in this pile of corpses, the comrades who were killed by the [***] people were all shot in the head between the eyebrows, and the two [***] people who fell in the corpses, one of the whole head was blown by the dum's bullet, and the other was covered in blood and scars, and was hit by an earth-made petrol bomb, his back was still burning, but he was just lying there quietly, obviously dying of anger.

The leader of this group of terrorists was in the T80 tank, and he could clearly see the shadow of the [***] person through the periscope, and he shouted loudly: "Chase, we must not let this group of Chinese miscellaneous people run out of our country, and the blood debt must be repaid by blood!" ”

The tank driver shouted: "Report, there are rocks at both ends of this road that are beyond the tank's ability to climb, and if we are to pursue, we will have to run over the pile of corpses, most of which are our comrades!" Or do we go around this section of the road and continue the pursuit? ”

"Roll over! By the time we got around this stretch of road, the group of Chinese trash fish had already gone in a fucking run! ”

The leader of the terrorists glared and shouted: "Annihilating those [***] people and hanging their heads on the treetops is our greatest salute to the dead comrades!" ”

The tank driver nodded vigorously, he slammed a bunch of control sticks, the forty-two-ton T80 tank roared and roared with the roar of rolling the ground, pressing straight past the dozen corpses, although the terrorists and rebels who followed the tank killed people one by one without blinking, but they listened to the terrible sound of breaking wooden sticks under the tank tracks, they looked at the sticky things that kept oozing from the tank tracks like meat grinders, and they all involuntarily turned their heads, Carefully hold your breath.

Everyone present was sure that after this battle was over, they would have nightmares for at least three months in a row, and this terrible sound, this terrible picture, was beyond the limits of what a normal human could bear.

After the tank was over, it was the Russian Marine Corps amphibious armored transport that ran over the bloody and fleshy, stumpled and severed arms, and disgusting scenes everywhere. The driver of the armored transport vehicle vomited and pushed the longitudinal rod hard.

Just as the rebels' T80 tanks and amphibious armored transports ran through the dozen corpses and splashed a path of blood Shura that was more than twenty meters long, just as all the terrorists turned their heads and held their breath, they suddenly heard a crazy terrifying roar behind them that was by no means human.

The song of the warrior actually jumped out of that pile of corpses!

He is the corpse of the [***] man who is still burning behind him, although the nano body armor of the Fifth Special Force on his body has been riddled with bullets and can no longer provide a good bulletproof effect, but in the face of gasoline burning, it can also provide temporary heat insulation.

No one can imagine how Warrior Song was lying in a pile of corpses, letting tanks and armored vehicles run over his head, and what terrible pressure he undered.

No one dared to imagine how much perseverance and endurance he had to use to keep himself from moving, crying or vomiting when the corpses around him were ground alive under the tracks of the tank, and the blood of the human corpses, the flesh of the human corpses, the bones of the human corpses, and the brains of the human corpses were splashed on his face one by one!

"Die!"

Zhan Xia Ge's hands were round, and the whole person stood in the bloody Shura Hell, he was like a chain thrower participating in the Olympic Games, the whole person grabbed the bag in his hand and tied it tightly with strips of cloth, gathered the remaining grenades of all the people of the Fifth Special Force, including the explosives of the Glory Bullet, and turned out two or three circles in the air in a row, and then he shook it with all his might, tied a dozen grenades and a dozen explosives bags of the Fifth Special Force soldiers' "Glory Bullets", and drew a beautiful and graceful arc in the air, Smashed the T8 tank and the amphibious armored transport vehicle for the Russian Marine Corps!

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

……

A series of explosions exploded in the rear of the T80 tank and in front of the amphibious armored transporter, and clouds of gunpowder smoke rushed up, and the shock wave and shrunnel of the explosion roared and collided back and forth between the T80 tank and the armored transporter, making one terrible sound after another, tearing at the bodies of the two metal war strongholds with all their might.

The T80 tank has the hardest, thickest and heaviest defensive armor among Russian tanks, and even if an anti-tank rocket launcher attacks it directly in front of it within 200 meters, it will not be able to penetrate more than 30% of its frontal bulletproof armor. Directly in front of the T80 tank, you can fully feel the terrifying solidity and practicality of the Russian tank like a piece of iron.

But...... There is absolutely no perfect shield in this world! And even more so Russian tanks based on the principle that "simplicity is beauty" and can be mass-produced during the battlefield ?!

The armor on both sides of the T80 tank is much weaker, and the defense of its rear armor plate is so weak that it can withstand anti-tank rocket artillery, even if it uses a machine gun or a large-caliber anti-material sniper rifle, it can penetrate it alive!

In the grinding sound of the metal tracks and the ground sharpening, the T80 tank, which was still showing off its power just now, thinking that he was the god of heaven and earth and the god of everything, finally stopped its roar, and the armor was much weaker in comparison, and at most it could only resist shell fragments and light machine gun bullets, and the Russian Marine Corps special amphibious armored transporter, which could only resist shell fragments and light machine gun bullets, crashed headlong into the rear of the T80 tank.

"Click......

The brittle strafing of Ban's light machine gun rang out, and several traitors and terrorists who had stood a little further away and were not hit by the blast wave fell to the ground screaming.

The warrior song covered with blood and minced flesh all over his body is like a Shura god of war who has just come out of the hell blood pool and returned to the world, he is holding a squad light machine gun in one hand and his M11 self-defense pistol in the other, and slammed into it at a speed like a cheetah sprint, in the "click" sound of the light machine gun and the M11 self-defense pistol bullets all empty, he threw off the weapon in his hand, jumped up with all his strength, and drew a beautiful arc four or five meters long in the air, when he was about to hit the armored car, As soon as his big hand reached out and clasped the roof of the armored car, he turned over and jumped onto the armored car with a little force.

The 12.7 caliber cannon on the armored car began to roar again, and with the anger of the new owner, the madness of the new master, it fiercely strafed the terrorists who could still move, roll, jump, scream, and wail in one breath.

Suddenly, a blood-stained head with confused eyes emerged from under the hatch of the armored roof, and he blinked his big confused eyes as he looked at a monster whose whole body was blood-red and by no means human, and was raising the heavy machine gun on the armored car to shoot wildly at his comrades and companions around him, he only let out a half-exclamation, and then he saw a huge leather boot with a burning smell infinitely magnified in front of him.

His head was kicked and slammed into the hatch by the Song of War, and before he was completely overwhelmed by the painful darkness, he heard the terrible sound of his neck bone being broken. An exclamation came from the carriage, and Zhan Xia Ge pulled out his tiger tooth fighting saber, which he didn't even know how many enemies he had killed, and jumped into the armored car. Standing in the armored car, a figure with the same face stained with blood and probably the commander of the car opened his mouth wide, he stretched out his hand and opened his mouth wide, and before the second exclamation could be made, the tiger tooth fighting saber in the warrior singer stabbed him in the heart, and in the last seven to twelve seconds of his life, he saw the warrior song like the god of war of hell Shura raised the tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand again, the cold blood light flashed in the air, and his neck was slashed by the warrior song, and then his body couldn't help but lighten, His two-hundred-centimeter-tall body was actually picked up by the warrior song.

"Kara......"

This time, it was his spine that was broken by the warrior singer with his knee!

Warrior Song lost the commander who had been hit three deadly attacks in a row and had become a puddle of mud.

"There are still alive, there are still alive, come out for me, get out of here!"

Zhan Xia Ge stared around the armored car with a pair of blood-red eyes, and there was a person who could be the driver, sitting in the driver's seat, but the bundle of grenades thrown by Zhan Xia Ge shattered the bulletproof window of the armored car, and the explosion impact cut off half of his head. In addition, there are only two enemies left who have just been killed alive by the most brutal method of the warrior song.

Zhan Xia Ge grabbed an AK47 rifle and several magazines hanging on the wall of the carriage, and rushed to the roof of the armored car with murderous spirits, he saw that the hatch of the T80 tank was pushed open, and a big bloody hand trembled and stretched out from it. Warrior Ge picked up the 12.7 mm heavy machine gun in front of him, and fired a crazy long time at the tail of the T80 tank, which had been blown up, countless sparks burst out at the tail of the T80 tank, and the trembling and half-cut big hand froze in the air, and then retracted into the tank compartment at the speed of falling.

The soldiers of the Fifth Special Unit who hid in the village and completed the ambush with the warrior song were all stunned, and one soldier shouted loudly: "Squad leader, don't fight, if you shoot through the ammunition compartment in the tank, even you will be killed!" ”

"Blow them up?" Zhan Xia Ge shook off the heavy machine gun that had been empty, and shouted loudly: "They killed so many of my brothers, isn't it too cheap to blow them up?" Get me gasoline, the more you get, the better! They can blow my brothers to pieces with a single shot, and I'm going to crush them to ashes and die without a place to bury! ”

At this time, he didn't dare to resist the order of the warrior song, and the tank was thrown into a full twenty liters of gasoline, standing in the distance and watching the steel war machine suddenly explode in the flames, the entire turret was rushed up more than ten meters high by the explosion, rolling and moaning in the air, and the warrior song laughed wildly.

Several soldiers of the Fifth Special Unit around them only felt a chill surging all over their bodies, which no longer looked like normal human laughter.

After experiencing all these bloody battles, after lying in the corpse and letting the tracks of the tank run over their heads, there are really not many soldiers who can still maintain a normal state of mind!

(To be continued)