Xiao Hongjun, who charged forward with a short spear, adopted the fighting style of the former troops, and as soon as the trumpet sounded, he would never retreat if he was indomitable. There was no Charger here, only his son.

"Roar!"

Xiao Hongjun in the charge burst out with a roar, like a lion like thunder, and the militants who were shocked felt trembling.

"Da Da Da ......"

"Da Da Da ......"

“……”

The militants were pulling the wrench, and Xiao Hongjun was also pulling the wrench, and the two sides were shooting frantically at each other. The warhead swooped by, swishing non-stop.

"Poof!"

A puddle of blood burst out of Xiao Hongjun's shoulder, and a bullet flew through the flesh above his shoulder and grazed his neck.

"Ahh ……”

One of the militants let out a miserable scream, his body as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and he fell backwards to the ground, blood gushing upwards from his chest.

"Kill!!"

Xiao Hongjun, who was charging faster and faster, burst out with a roar again, and a killing word that had hidden him for many years exploded.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters......

In the face of at least ten militants, Xiao Hongjun charged and charged. He used his flesh and blood as a raging chariot to crush as much as he could!

"Poof! Burst! ”

Xiao Hongjun's body burst out again with two blood flowers, one for the thigh and the other for the big arm. But these two bullets still didn't hurt him, they still only pierced the muscles.

The penetrating force of the warhead did not hinder his charge, not only did it not hinder, but on the contrary intensified his burning.

"Kill !!"

The third roar burst out, Xiao Hongjun's eyes widened to the extreme, and the corners of his eyes were shattered. His naked body seemed to be smeared with a layer of gold dust, and his iron-blue bald head seemed to shimmer with the blue light that only a sharp blade emitted.

Amid the shouts of killing, the militants, who were only twenty meters away, were terrified. They had never seen such a ruthless man, and they had never seen a man without any protection launch a brazen charge in this way.

Isn't he afraid of death? Are you really not afraid of death?!

That's right, Xiao Hongjun is just not afraid of death, when he crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood on the front line of Laoshan, death was just a simple word for him, and it didn't mean anything at all.

Because he has earned it by living now, even if he dies now, it is a thing worth being happy.

When he died, he would be able to drink wine and eat meat in large bowls with his former brothers; When he dies, he will be able to see his sons, whom he has missed for many years!

"Kill him! Kill! Kill! Kill! "The militants panicked, roared and howled.

In the face of a fearless charging god of war, the panicked militants began to shoot without hesitation, and even the militants who were taking advantage of the corner bunker jumped out and stood there raising their guns to shoot.

And at this time, a smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Hongjun's mouth, it was a proud smile, it was a contemptuous smile, it was a disdainful smile.

"Dada......"

Ten rifles fired at Xiao Hongjun at the same time, instantly organizing an extremely dense network of firepower. This firepower network has implemented an absolutely dense closure of the alley less than five meters wide, let alone a person, not even a cat or a dog will want to escape.

But just before the militant group fired, Xiao Hongjun's body suddenly lowered, and the whole person fell down with a bang, clinging to the ground and rolling forward tactically.

One rolled almost ten meters forward, and two rolled directly in front of the militants.

With an easy gesture, he dodged the militants' group fire, brushed the warheads flying above him to complete the charge, and entered the crowd of militants.

It's fast, fast, and it's jaw-dropping!

This is the madness of the first generation of Chinese special forces, they are the generation that grew up under the Charge. Perhaps modern equipment is very unfamiliar to them, but when it comes to individual combat effectiveness, I am afraid that no modern special forces can compare with them.

This is to kill, this is to be piled up with death. The Chinese Army, the first in the world, is what their generation and the previous generation used their blood to make the enemy can't help but say.

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Hongjun threw down his rifle and pulled out the three-edged military thorn, and the moment he stood up, he stabbed a militant in the chest. As he killed, he stood up straight and reached for the cheek of another militant next to him.

Five calloused fingers slammed into the militants' faces, clasping them like iron hooks.

"Roar!"

"Squeak......

The five iron hooks worked at the same time, directly smashing the militants' eyeballs, and then tearing off the other party's face in blood.

"Ah!! …… Yes!!! ……”

The militants let out terrible screams and rolled wildly on the ground.

"Hahaha......"

Xiao Hongjun laughed, spun his body, and the three-edged military thorn in his right hand was sent forward fiercely, piercing the other person's head from the center of his eyebrows.

"Squeak......

The sound of the three-edged blade rubbing against the skull made a violent sound, and the sound of it made people's hearts furious, as if their hearts were rolled through by countless barbs.

Xiao Hongjun, who laughed loudly, kicked the corpse away, wrapped his left arm, wrapped his arms around the neck of the next person, and squeezed it hard.

"Click!"

The sound of bones breaking was heard clearly, and the throat bones and neck bones of the militants were shattered. When Xiao Hongjun let go, his neck was almost pressed into a meatloaf......

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones were broken and howled, and Xiao Hongjun, who charged in, slaughtered recklessly. No one can be his unanimous enemy, and no one can withstand any blow from him.

He is a chariot that crushes to the fullest, tearing fragile lives to pieces.

"Kill!! Hahahaha......"

The three-edged military spur in Xiao Hongjun's right hand stabbed into the militant's head from the bottom up, directly provoking it. The left fist swung forward, striking hard at the temple of the last man.

"Click......"

There was a sound of bones shattering, and the face of the last militant was instantly distorted by the shattering of the skull, and he lay on the ground without saying a word, bleeding from all his orifices.

After killing these militants in an instant, Xiao Hongjun raised his right arm high up, picked up the corpse on the three-sided army, and raised his head to the sky and howled.

"Whoa!! ……”

"Tick ...... Tick...... Tick ......"

The blood of the corpse flowed down the thorns of the three-edged army, and after staining Xiao Hongjun's thick right arm red, drop by drop fell to the ground.

Xiao Hongjun is very strong, unimaginably strong, and even beyond Xiao Yuanchao's cognition.

In the distance, with the speed of the exoskeleton, Xiao Yuanchao, who had completed the killing at the same time as Xiao Hongjun, stood there stunned, staring at his father from afar.

He had a sense of strangeness, but at the same time a sense of adoration: this is my father!

Xiao Yuanchao is sure that if he doesn't have an exoskeleton, even if he is now, he can only kneel at the feet of his already old father!