Zhan Xia Ge calmly looked at the Jing Gong who rushed towards him, even the two derelict sentinels remained silent, with the achievements of Zhan Xia Ge today, if he could be injured by a person who had no regular military and combat training and was bare-handed, he would have already fallen on the most tragic battlefield he had ever experienced.

"Bang!"

Jing Gong was punched in the chest by Zhan Xia Ge, no matter what kind of battles Jing Gong experienced in the primeval forest in order to survive, no matter how tenacious his will was, he was just an ordinary person after all. With just one punch, Zhan Xia Ge knocked Jing Gong down and retreated three or four feet away, and fell to the ground.

Jing Gong wiped the blood marks from the corners of his mouth and rushed towards Zhan Xia Ge again, and then Jing Gong was knocked down by Zhan Xia Ge quietly.

In the "bang" and "bang" of his fists, Jinggong was knocked down again and again by the warrior song, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again and again and got up again. I don't know when, around Zhanxia Song and Jinggong, there were already people standing, and they all held their breath, cautiously watching this decisive battle that was not intense, but absolutely thrilling.

Zhan Xia Ge's face was as cold as water, he just waved his iron fist again and again at Jing Gong who rushed towards him, knocking Jing Gong to the ground again and again. In the end, even Zhan Xia Ge himself forgot how many times he swung his fist. Faced with a Jing Gong who could not pose any real threat to him at all, but attacked him in vain and at the end of his life, the eyes of the warrior jumped over Jing Gong's body and fell into the black fog behind him.

At this time, Zhan Xia Ge seemed to see an eighteen-year-old boy, when he had just joined the Fifth Special Force, facing an opponent who was six years younger than his age, but could easily knock him down again and again, he had the flames of battle all over his body, got up again and again, and launched the most crazy attack on the enemy.

Now that twelve years have passed, and it can really be called a time pass, that eighteen-year-old boy has become the most outstanding fangs of China's Fifth Special Force, and in fourteen years, he may even take over the entire Fifth Special Force. And the female military doctor who once pounced on the combat instructor like an angry lioness in order to protect him, the female instructor who once held him in the ward and gave him too much warmth and tenderness, has also become his wife and ...... Enemy!

Enemy!

As soon as he thought of this word, Zhan Xia Ge's heart had a stinging pain in his heart, and just when Zhan Xia Ge's originally impeccable spiritual realm finally produced a trace of uncontrollable shaking, he suddenly heard everyone around him let out an exclamation together.

"Be careful!"

Among the many exclamations, the clearest, the most profound, and the most able to pierce into the depths of the heart of the warrior song in an instant is a lonely figure standing in front of their "home", standing on a wooden stake, standing on tiptoe and watching the battle nervously...... Ponaka.

Zhan Xia Ge woke up suddenly, and the pupils of his eyes shrank into the tiniest pins in an instant, because he suddenly found that the Jing Palace in front of him had changed!

The speed of Jinggong is at least thirty percent faster!

At this time, Jing Gong's eyes suddenly flashed a blood red that was by no means normal and could only be described as demonic, and after Zhan Xia Ge's spirit was shaking, and he inevitably misestimated his speed, Jing Gong actually managed to rush to Zhan Xia Ge's side, and he stretched out his hands and hugged Zhan Xia Ge's arms and body.

In this situation, which was absolutely unexpected by everyone, Jing Gong actually laughed, his mouth opened, and a large mouthful of plasma spurted out of his mouth, and the kind of blazing and hot blood instantly stabbed Zhan Xia Ge's body. Jing Gong didn't know how many times he had been knocked down by Zhan Xia Ge, and he could barely find the shape of a human on his body, he was like a seriously injured and dying beast, panting with "Huohuo" in his mouth, he stared at Zhan Xia Ge with blood-red eyes, staring at Zhan Xia Ge, and hissed wildly: "Zhan Xia Ge, you return my wife, you return my daughter!" ”

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes widened, and he suddenly let out a wild roar: "Get out!" ”

The explosive power contained in the muscles of the whole body of the warrior song, at the same time, burst with all his strength, Jing Gong locked his body on the arm suddenly came a terrible sound of "crackling horn", in just two seconds, no one knew how many of Jing Gong's ten fingers were broken by the body of the warrior song that had been hammered and practiced thousands of times and could only be described as a killing machine.

A normal person should faint on the ground when he encounters such a heavy blow, but Jinggong does not. In fact, there was only a crazy hideousness on his face, as if at this time, pain and fear were no longer the common surnames of these creatures!

Jing Gong twisted a face that had already been beaten into persimmons by the Song of the Warriors, with the blood and madness of his bloody body, he suddenly retracted his left hand and slapped it fiercely on his waist, his blood-red eyes flashed with a kind of excitement of pleasure and revenge, and he hissed and screamed: "I want to ...... with you" Fight like Kilkenny cats! ”

"Kara......!"

Zhan Xia Ge's left hand reached out like lightning, grabbed Jing Gong's wrist, his right hand was clenched into an iron fist, and a punch smashed into Jing Gong's left arm elbow bone, and in a terrible sound like a wooden stick breaking, Jing Gong's left arm suddenly folded into an abnormal and terrible angle.

The warrior singer tore off the piece of animal skin that Jing Gong used to surround his lower body, and everyone who was watching around, even though they were all used to life and death in a hundred battles, but when they saw Jing Gong's body hidden under that piece of animal skin, they couldn't help but gasp together.

Jinggong's waist can no longer be described as a human body. The most clever surgical expert put a row of absolutely powerful bombs, carefully sorted "seeds" into Jing Gong's body, coupled with careful modification and camouflage, if you don't tear off the whole animal skin wrapped in Jing Gong's body, even if you reach out to check, it is difficult to find that there is such a terrible weapon hidden in his body.

In the position of Jinggong's left waist, it is a detonation device that is also installed in the body, and the safety device has been removed.

Secretly calculating the lethality and coverage area of the explosives carried by Jing Gong, all the professional soldiers present who were watching the battle secretly let out a long breath, and almost at the same time, more than half of the people present raised their sleeves and wiped their foreheads.

Zhan Xia Ge's eyes were as sharp as eagle falcons, staring closely at the set of biological bombs on Jing Gong's body that only elite special forces soldiers and the world's best surgeons could work together to create, and asked in a deep voice: "You joined the 'Angry Lion' organization?" Do you know that they are terrorists, do you know that they are the ones who instigated the death squad to blow up the tourist bus and bring the whole of Florida into the flames of war? ”

"I don't care if they're terrorists or not, all I know is that you're more terrorists than terrorists! All I know is that you kicked my daughter at gunpoint, and it was you who broke my wife's neck with your own hands! Whoever they can help me get revenge, they're my friends! Even if I want to die, even if I want to enter the eighteenth layer of hell and never be reincarnated, as long as I punch you and bite you, I will die willingly!! ”

Jingmiya's eyes widened, and he suddenly clenched his right fist and slammed it into Zhan Xia Ge's chest.

The distance between the two people was too close, and most of the attention of Zhan Xia Ge was focused on the explosive device on Jing Gong's body, and Jing Gong's sudden explosion of punch hit Zhan Xia Ge's chest without any tricks, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"Wow......"

Jing Gong spurted out another mouthful of blood, but at this time, Jing Gong laughed, he stared at the strange-looking Zhan Xia Ge, and muttered to himself: "Zhan Xia Ge, I finally punched you!" Warrior Song, have you seen it, even if I am not a soldier, I am not a combat hero, I can still beat you if I fight for my life. You just have a good old man, a good opportunity, and let the country spend our taxpayers' money to train you a little bit. If...... If I have the same opportunities and the same opportunities, I won't ...... ...... than you Difference! I'm just an ordinary citizen...... I want to take care of my wife and daughter, I ...... I won't save me when I die...... That's because I love my family...... That's it...... I'm not wrong...... If I say that I am really wrong, it is that I, an ordinary citizen, want to challenge a ...... with absolute power and reputation Hero...... That's it......"

Jinggong's voice grew softer and softer, and finally fell into a permanent silence, and Zhanxia Song also stood there dumbfounded, his hands still on Jinggong's waist, looking at it from a distance, the two of them seemed to be the most familiar friends hugging each other.

Oransley walked over, and after briefly examining Jing Gong's body, he whispered to Zhan Xia Ge: "In addition to a set of explosive devices on his body, there is also a set of injection devices...... He's dead. ”

Zhan Xia Ge still didn't speak, he just stared blankly at the Jing Palace close at hand, and his eyes were so red that he didn't close them until he died. Oransley couldn't help frowning, he stretched out his hand to try to separate the two people, Zhan Xia Ge and Jing Gong, just after he had just taken over the weight of Jing Gong's whole person from Zhan Xia Ge's body, Zhan Xia Ge's body suddenly shook, his face became pale in an instant, and in Oransley's incredulous gaze, Zhan Xia Ge actually opened his mouth, "wow", and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Could it be that there is some weapon hidden in Jing Guan's right fist?

Oransley really panicked, he threw away Jingguan's body, held the staggering footsteps, and might fall at any time, and shouted urgently: "Warrior Song, what's wrong with you?" ”

"My chest ......" Zhan Xia Ge pointed to the position where he had just been punched by Jing Gong in his heart, and said, "It hurts!" ”

Hearing the words of the warrior song, Instructor Alden also flew over, he and Orlansley two people, one checked Jing Gong's tightly clenched right fist, and the other lay down the clothes on the chest of the warrior song, looking for possible wounds.

Instructor Alden looked at Jing Gong's right hand that was forcibly broken by him, and let out a long breath, Jing Gong's right hand was broken by the warrior Ge Shengsheng, four phalanges were broken, and in this case, it was impossible for him to hold any more weapons. And Oransley also let out a long breath at the same time, and took off the clothes of the warrior song, he was surprised to find that the guy of the warrior singer, who likes to hold an AK automatic rifle when he sleeps at night, even put the body armor on his body neatly. Not to mention what kind of small weapon it is, give Jinggong a fighting saber, and then keep his four phalanges intact, I'm afraid that I won't be able to pierce the body armor on Zhan Xia Ge's body, right?

But at this time, Warrior Song was really injured. He was so painful that he could no longer straighten himself and lead everyone to support his waist in a blue sky, his face was pale with pain, and sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his forehead.

Zhan Xia Ge raised his head, squeezed out a smile at Oransley and Instructor Alden, and whispered, "Don't worry, how could that kid get me hurt." You don't know, today Bonaka prepared a bowl of Chinese 'fried noodles' with a unique flavor for me, probably, probably, I ate it with a bad stomach. The apprentice you taught Oransley is really amazing. ”

There was a burst of laughter all around, but the two of them, Orlansley and Alden, who were closest to the Battle Song, stared at the increasingly pale face of the Battle Song, only to feel that their hearts were getting colder and colder, how could the two of them laugh?

"Warrior Song, what's wrong with you?" Ponaka pushed away the people around her and rushed in, she reached out and hugged the whole person who was about to curl up into a ball-shaped battle song, as soon as her hand touched the bare skin of the war song, hot tears couldn't help but pour out of her eyes as bright as the stars in the night...... Zhan Xia Ge's body is really cold, as cold as a dead corpse, and he is still trembling slightly.

Whether it is Bonaka, who has lived under the same roof for more than 100 days with the Song of Wars, Ornsley, the South African Flying Tiger who has dominated the world on the battlefield in Russia with the Song of the Heroes, or Instructor Alden who has been "playing" the Song of the Heroes in the orc camp for several months, but can only make him stronger and stronger, they don't believe that a bowl of "fried noodles" can knock the Song of the Heroes down.

Instructor Ornsley and Instructor Alden exchanged a worried look at each other, no matter what the reason, Warrior Song, as the leader of both substance and spirit, must not fall. Without him, an absolutely formidable leader, no one else would have been able to command a ragtag army of 7,000 men from all over the world. As soon as the warrior song falls, their seemingly invulnerable camp will completely collapse in a matter of hours. In fact, the smiles of the soldiers watching around did not completely disappear on their faces, and the atmosphere of panic that could not be suppressed had begun to echo over the entire small mountain village.

Warrior Song put his head to Bonaka's ear and whispered, "Help me up!" ”

When Warrior Song stood up again with the support of Bonaka, swept her eyes around, and slowly raised a hint of an indifferent smile, Bonaka was also staring deeply at Warrior Song who pressed most of the weight of her body on her. With unreserved respect, she stared at the man whose whole body was still trembling slightly, this man was a hero, a hero who dominated the world. As long as he still breathes, as long as he can stand up, he can let everyone absorb a kind of power that can be called "courage" from him, and he just shows a proud, indifferent, and free smile, and can expel the panic and uneasiness that has just risen in everyone's hearts without a trace.

He is domineering, he is cold, he is proud, he is flamboyant, he is presumptuous, he is sensitive, he is wise, he is crazy, he is calm...... Think about it, in this world, how many ups and downs do you have to go through, how many ups and downs and the baptism of war, how many unpredictable accidents and inevitability do you have to create a man among men, a hero among heroes? !

Bonaka is really crazy.

When the crowd finally dispersed, and Bonaka slowly walked towards their "home" with the warrior song who had straightened her waist again, the worry in Oransley and Alden's eyes was even stronger.

Watching the two sentries carefully remove the corpse of Jing Gong, it was a long time before Oransley asked astringently, "Hey, old friend, what do you think?" ”

"The punch he threw when he was dying was not heavy from a purely physical point of view."

Oransley said: "Nonsense! ”

"Oransley, do you believe in such a thing as psychic power?" Instructor Alden pondered: "I don't mean the kind of spiritual power that is strange and chaotic, but a kind of spiritual power formed by the absolute belief and will of people after a high degree of concentration. ”

Oransley hesitated for a long time before slowly nodding.

"You and I have seen it, that beast-like man, just to fight the warrior song with a punch, wants to die with him, and the most terrifying will to fight that erupted. His last punch had already contained all his anger and resentment, and the warrior song, who had been impeccable in his willpower, had an irreparable rift because of his woman. ”

Speaking of this, Instructor Alden let out a long sigh, and he said in a low voice: "In the battle of willpower, the battle hero song has been knocked down by that man's punch. It should be said that the warrior song is the woman he loves the most, but he pulls the trigger of the weapon on him, and a madman who has already sprouted the will to die, plus he killed two compatriots who are not in any danger with his own hands, how can he have an apology in his heart, and the willpower of the three people is injured together. ”

Instructor Ornsley and Instructor Alden both looked at the thatched house where Warrior Song lived worriedly, and the faint faint yellow light had poured out of the window hole of the small thatched house. Both of them kept their mouths shut, but in their hearts, they were thinking about the same question: "How much time does it take for the warrior song to get back on its feet?" ”

(To be continued)