Although the number of Japanese team members is not too large, their sense of cooperation is quite strong.777.More than forty Japanese are all holding katanas, showing a circular formation, layer by layer, divided into five layers.

Each level has eight people, and there are two steps between the levels. No matter how they move, they will keep this ring formation, and the separation between the inner and outer layers will definitely not change in any way.

This is a special formation, and their attack method is extremely special, which is simply the most suitable for this kind of fight.

The outer layer leaps forward with a katana in hand, stabbing the enemy and then quickly retreating. At the same time, the inner layer, which was two steps apart from them, took over from the first layer at a distance of two steps and continued to thrust. After the first blow, regardless of whether it is killed or not, it immediately retreats, and the original third layer, which has become the second layer at this time, takes over, and continues to stab.

Cycle after cycle, layer after layer. This is the most effortless way to attack and the most effective team-based kill mode.

Each of us may hate Japan, but we must never deny the spirit of solidarity and cooperation of this nation. They are very smart, they know how to make the most of what they have, and they understand the importance of unity.

So the loss of the Japanese team is very, very small, but they kill a very, very large number of people, and there is no team that can stop them. When the huge European and American beasts encountered the Japanese team, they were completely unable to stop the killing of the other party.

"Poof!"

The Japanese group walked in a circle and circled directly in front of the beast group, and several Japanese people slammed forward to complete the lunge, using their katanas to solve a layer of European and American beasts.

Attacked by a katana stab, the powerful European and American beasts roared like crazy, ignoring the knife on their bodies and frantically charging at the Japanese team. They wanted to destroy this group of weak monkeys with the trampling they had been using.

But the Japanese team's arc suddenly retreated backwards, and as the beasts impaled through their chests let out their last roars, they lay down on the ground in great reluctance.

The moment they fell to the ground, the Japanese team moved forward again and continued to attack the European beasts with stabs.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ……”

Cycle after cycle, wave after wave, in just a few minutes, the European beast was almost slaughtered.

The leader of the European team didn't say a word, turned around and ran. His team is gone, he has to run, he has to hold on to his life.

But as soon as he ran a few steps, he was surrounded by seven or eight small teams, who rushed up and chopped him into puree.

After chopping the European beast into a pulp, the small team immediately fought with each other, stabbing into the flesh, stabbing blood and howling miserably.

At this time, the Japanese team immediately retreated, because a large team of more than 100 people rushed over due south.

Smart Japanese people will never go head-to-head with a team of 100 people, it would be too much effort. Although the forty of them did not have to fear the temporary team of 100 people at all, they could not afford to wear it out.

The Japanese team retreated, leaving those small teams to be devoured by a team of 100 people.

While the Japanese team used their own unique tactics to slaughter, the Tibetan team pushed their ferocity to the limit. They bared their teeth and danced their claws, they roared in the sky, they held Tibetan knives in their hands, and they rushed and retreated like barbarians.

It's an absolutely tough team, and it's a team that can make people feel scared in an instant.

The Tibetan team cut off the heads of their opponents, tied them around their waists, and all of them were naked, allowing the blood to render them bloody people.

No one is braver than them, no one is braver than them. Even if they are slashed by several knives at the same time, they will complete the final explosion of their lives and die with the enemy.

Just like when the British invaded Tibet, they could not bring the Tibetans to their knees with artillery and foreign guns.

Because Tibetans have faith, the same faith. Maybe after entering Cage Mountain, all beliefs will be abandoned, but there is absolutely no way to prevent them from coming together because of their common beliefs!

Bloody, heads jumping, this is a group of gods of death who have come out of hell!

All the teams tried to avoid the Tibetan team because the Tibetan team really scared them. As long as the eyes see them, they can't help but stare at the bloody human heads around their waists, and the bloodshot eyes of the human heads.

Even if they lose a basic principle of human nature, even if they know that they should not be afraid, fear still occupies the deepest part of their souls like a sprout.

"Shijia! Shijia! Shijia! Oh woo woo woo ......"

The Tibetan team held Tibetan knives aloft and let out wild roars. Shijia means eagle, and they think of themselves as eagles. In the world of eagles, every qiē is full of ants!

On the other side, a team of Han Chinese slaughtered in the crowd. They used sticks, and knives around their waists. Some people will use sticks, some people won't, but they don't know how to use them.

One inch long and one inch strong, a stick on a person is not fatal enough, but it will make people lose their combat effectiveness in an instant, causing Yan zhòng's internal injuries. But the sticks of this Han team are definitely not as simple as causing internal injuries, but as long as they hit people, they will stab out bloody holes, and all the sticks are ended with steel barbs, like maces.

Possessing this weapon is enough for them to be invincible in the fight. Because no one can get close, it only takes a burst of sticks to assassinate a large area wherever they go.

This is prepared, this team of Han people is definitely smarter than imagined.

The situation gradually became clearer, and the small team and the lone ones were almost crushed by the meat grinder. What remained were some fierce teams that began to collide violently with each other.

But this is not enough, far from it.

There were only half of the dead and wounded, and they had to be killed and minced. But at this moment, it completely turned into a battle between teams, except for those who had the foresight to hide in the pile of the dead.

But the pile of dead people is not so easy to hide, because the pile of dead people is also a brutal killing battlefield.

No one wanted to have a living person lying with them, even though the blood was uncomfortable, despite the foul smell in the nostrils. But obviously, in this case, the dead look so lovely, but the living are so dangerous.

Xiao Yuanchao lay there quietly pretending to be a dead person, staring at a living person and walking here, lifting a corpse and hiding it below at a very fast speed.

Nepalese sabers stab like poisonous snakes, piercing through the bodies of living people.

Staring at the blood coming out, Xiao Yuanchao continued to lie motionless in the corpse den, waiting for the arrival of the next living person.

At this time, there were only two kinds of people in Cage Mountain: the living and the dead.