Fierce fighting!

After paying for seven or eight lives, the armed men surrounded Li Dazhuan, who was trapped in a life-fighting beast, between a fixed group of bushes.

At this time, the firearm that Li Dazhui had snatched from the enemy had already used up the last bullet, and was completely reduced to a useless burning stick.

Aware of the previous experience, the enemy was very careful to avoid being captured by Li Da Hammer again, and began to surround Li Da Hammer in a coordinated combat formation, and kicked the weapons of their dead comrades away from Li Da Hammer.

Li Da Hammer held the burning stick and let out an angry roar, with endless anger and resentment in the roar!

These armed men obviously wanted to catch the mouth, so they would not shoot at a good time, and began to press step by step, approaching Li Dazhui.

Li Dazhui wielded a machine gun without bullets with one arm, making a final struggle, and the fierce hero was in the twilight.

Wang Qiang thought about it, Li Dazhui and himself were only one side, and he didn't know what happened, whether this person saved or not?

After some struggle, Wang Qiang decided to save people, for no other reason, just for these guys to seduce zombies everywhere to do all kinds of bad things, dead and dead!

Just when Wang Qiang was about to pull the trigger and shoot the armed men to relieve Wang Qiang from the siege, a long knife flew from the sky!

The long knife is three feet eight inches, with a wide back and a wide face, a sharp blade, and a calm atmosphere. The long knife made a strange trajectory in the sky, and with great speed it slashed down a gun-wielding man leaning outside the encirclement.

The head flew fiercely, the blood sprayed, the long knife was unstoppable and the head was severed, the knife momentum still flew away unhindered, and the moment before the armed man fell, the long knife had already flown towards another armed person!

The second armed man only saw a white light flickering, and he couldn't help but want to look back, but his mind was no longer useful, the flesh and blood on his neck flew, and his whole consciousness began to sink into the abyss, and his body was also heavy that he couldn't lift. Then came the eternal sleep.

Two people were killed with one sword, the long knife was inserted into the ground with the strength of tearing the air, and the handle of the knife was trembling slightly, and at this time, the second armed man was embarrassed to fall, and his blood was thrown into the sky!

A young man appeared in front of the long knife, this man looked very young, his face burst with heroism, but his expression was arrogant, he was wearing a full set of officer clothes of the Huangquan Mercenary Regiment, but the clothes were torn in many places.

The man stood there, as if he should have done it, as if without warning. Wang Qiang shot Jin Mang, and the battle intent exploded, because this person came too fast, so fast that he was surprised by the speed, and unconsciously pulled out the battle intent.

This person Wang Qiang knows, he just pulls out the sword!

The knife was drawn there, impartially, not sad or joyful, and his hand gently held the handle of the long knife that was halfway inserted into the ground with the blade inserted into it.

All the armed men who rounded up Li Dazhui felt the murderous aura coming from behind, and they all turned around in horror, but Xiao Suo's autumn leaves fell, and the long knife on the ground bounced up again, turning into a white dragon and rushing into the crowd!

The armed men hurriedly pulled the bullets in their hands and sprayed out the bullets in the guns, as if they wanted to use the strong suppression of the barrage to block the line of drawing knives, so as to dispel the fear in their hearts.

Wang Qiang watched the drawing of the knife wielding a long knife in the rain of bullets, and deeply felt the strong strength of this Huangquan mercenary officer who was not much older than himself.

In Wang Qiang's eyes, in terms of knife technique alone, he may still lack some of Hu Kaiqing's sophistication and ruthlessness, but no matter the speed of the knife, the strength of the knife or his own body displacement, the knife is several points stronger than Hu Kaiqing wearing battle armor!

The sword glows brightly, changing into a strange trajectory with the sound of bullets. Where the trajectory of the knife floated, more than a dozen armed men were in different places under the sword. These well-armed men died with pain and disbelief on their faces!

Wang Qiang saw it clearly, before the bullet came, the whole body showed a state of rapid advance, and he could use some difficult actions that others could not do at all, and he could avoid the bullet dangerously!

But Wang Qiang still felt incredulous, because the trajectory of those bullets was more or less offset before they were pulled out! This kind of deviation seems to be negligible in the rate of fire of the bullet, but in the time it takes to draw the knife and dodge, it is indeed a speed of life and death!

The long knife slammed into the ground, and a muffled sound erupted, and there was no enemy in the field except for the person who drew the sword.

Drawing a long knife, he shouted at Li Dazhui: "Sledgehammer, are you dead?" ”

"Phew, you're dead, Lao Tzu isn't dead, Malegobi, this time it's a big loss." Li Dazhui also scolded angrily with the sound of the tattered rifle urn, and the violent mood swings were accompanied by a brief cough.

It wasn't until he drew the knife and turned around to stand still that Wang Qiang saw the face of the knife.

At this time, the knife was torn in many parts of his body, and his cheeks were stained with blue-black blood, and it seemed that he didn't know how many fierce battles he had gone through to get here.

At this time, Li Dazhui's face was glowing with abnormal white light, as if he had rubbed a layer of powder from the base of a woman's face.

This is a sign of excessive blood loss.

"Sledgehammer, your injuries are too serious, you better go to Brother Quan, I'll do the rest personally." Drawing his sword, he saw that Li Dazhui had reached the end of the canopy, and he couldn't bear to hold on any longer, so he persuaded him.

"Fuck your fart, old man...... Ahem, Lao Tzu has strength, this revenge can't be avenged with his own hands, what should I do to face the eldest brother? And what to do with the dead Kaishan Camp brothers? Li Dazhui waved one arm, and the tiger's eyes roared with tears.

At this time, a cold and strange voice sounded out of place: "It's really good, it's more connotative than the anti-Japanese war zombie movie I watched last night, but it's pointless to say this." A figure appeared in Wang Qiang's sight.

The figure walked slowly, unhurriedly, as if strolling leisurely.

The person who came was wearing a Northern Army uniform without epaulettes, and his face was hidden under the brim of the military hat, which made it difficult to see clearly, but the gray sideburns hanging down his ears let people know that this was a person of no small grade.

The man was holding a broad-backed sword in a classical style, and the bronze scabbard on the sword jacket was thick and black, faintly glowing with a seeping green light.

Drawing his sword and Li Dazhui looked at the man dressed as an officer of the Northern Army, with doubts and hatred on their faces.

"I should have known that there was a shadow of the Northern Army in the conspiracy of this matter, otherwise where would there be so many Neptune missiles to squander! It's just that I don't know, you dare to wear such a black dog skin and come to me, aren't you afraid that things will be revealed and you will never recover? Drawing a knife asked.

The black-clothed officer smiled coldly and replied: "You dare to say such things, it seems that courage is commendable, if you only have courage and lack strength, it is stupid!" ”

The black-clothed officer casually took out a small book from his bosom, flipped through two pages, and then read aloud: "The target of the operation, Li Dazhui, the commander of the Huangquan Mercenary Regiment's Kaishan Battalion, a fourth-level bounty hunter, has the ability to ...... Gun Mastery. Well, this is a good ability, and if you control a heavy firepower unit, it must be a sharp knife in a general battle. It's a pity, it's a pity, even if you're in perfect health, one-on-one hand-to-hand combat is still not your forte. What's more, at this time, your broken arm has buried most of your ability, and now you are still so seriously injured, I am afraid that it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and you can't wear it. ”

Li Dazhui's face changed, and then he became even more angry, he spat at the black-clothed officer, and said with a smile: "Saying so much, you still have to fight to know." ”

And the black-clothed officer didn't answer Li Dazhu's words at all, but flipped through the booklet and continued to read: "The target of the operation is to draw the sword, the commander of the Huangquan Mercenary Regiment Drawing Knife Battalion, the fourth-level ability swordsman, the ability is, let me see, gravity field suppression, hehe, what an incredible ability!" ”

The black-clothed officer praised and continued: "As the successor of Luo Huangquan's key training, drawing a sword has the potential to climb the Dragon City Heavenly List, and in time, it will definitely be a great sword in the north. ”

Drawing his sword, his face turned strange when he heard this, and he stared at the black-clothed officer and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

The black-clothed officer put away the booklet, stroked his palm, and said, "Draw the sword, draw the knife, if you are given a few years, maybe I don't dare to say that I am sure that I can take you down, it's a pity." The black-clad officer's tone was unpredictable.

As he spoke, the black-clothed officer raised the long sword in his hand slightly, and an invisible murderous aura spread.

Drawing the sword, you can feel the unique murderous aura of the black-clothed officer, and you can also sense the terrifying murderous aura from your intuition!

Drawing the knife, I couldn't help but touch the handle with my hand.

The black-clothed officer took a deep breath, then exhaled a long breath, with a murderous aura, and then said casually: "It's a pity that you will never have a chance to make it to the Dragon City Heavenly List, because you are going to die today." ”

Although the drawing of the knife was suppressed by the qi, it also stimulated the fierce nature, and he laughed angrily. As a warrior who fights on the battlefield, a leader who commands the troops, and a powerful swordsman, he values his dignity above everything by drawing his sword, and at this time, someone named him to die, which is tantamount to trampling on his dignity. Pifu's anger, blood splattered five steps, drew a knife and pushed Li Da Hammer, holding a long knife, and asked in a cold voice: "Your Excellency said this, why do you dare to ask?" ”

The black-clothed officer gently took off his military hat, revealing a somewhat lonely appearance, and said softly: "Of course, it is with this sword in my hand." ”

Drawing his sword and looking at the appearance of the black-clothed officer, and then looking at the bronze scabbard in his hand, a name appeared in his memory, his face couldn't help but change, and he asked with some suspicion: "You, is it really you?" Ram Kai! ”

Li Dazhui, who was standing behind the sword, was also full of incredulity when he heard the name of Ram Qi, and there were many shocks mixed with incredulity.

The black-clothed officer had a general's hat belt, nodded slightly, and said: "I can't imagine that after many years, when I return to the Northland, someone still remembers me, I really don't know whether I should feel happy or sad." ”

It turned out that before he became famous, he had always been an ordinary low-level bounty hunter, and before he obtained the fourth-level genetic potion, he could only struggle at the bottom of the mercenary system.

At that time, in the annual mercenary group rankings every year, Draw the Sword would always stand on the electronic wall of the Mercenary Management Association and worship and look up.

Drawing the knife remembers that in the past, some super mercenary groups that had occupied the top of the annual rankings for a long time, those star-like generals, and the glorious names that wrote history one by one, were always worshiped by the drawing of the sword.

But the world is ruthless, and in the battle against zombies, countless generals have perished, countless warriors have lost their corpses, and many powerful mercenary groups have disappeared.

Evil Sword Ram Qi, as a super warrior on the Dragon City Heavenly List ten years ago, has disappeared into the dust of history for a long, long time, so long that almost everyone forgets in a trance!

In that year, the Demon Pupil Mercenary Group ranked among the top 10 in the annual ranking of the Alliance Mercenary Group officially assessed for six consecutive years.

As the leader of the Demon Pupil Mercenary Regiment, Ram Qi and his bronze ancient sword, along with his military propaganda materials, deeply rooted in the hearts of many young fledgling hunters. Not only that, but Ram Qi's name has also become the idol of a large group of ignorant children in the three levels of the Northland. And among these little children, there is one who draws a knife.

However, the years are merciless, and so is the tide of zombies. About seven or eight years ago, a terrible wave of corpses, the Demon Pupil mercenary group, which was responsible for important defense tasks, was devastated.

In the battle that day, it was vaguely the improper arrangement of the military, which caused most of the high-level leaders of the Demon Pupil Mercenary Group to die! After the fierce battle, the elite of the Demon Pupil Mercenary Group was lost, and most of the people who survived were disheartened and chose to retreat. At that time, no one knew the whereabouts of the evil sword Ram Qi, and no one saw him again, and almost everyone who knew about Ram Qi thought that he had died in battle and fallen to the stars.

This incident is still fresh in the memory of drawing the knife, because that year can be said to be the most difficult year for humans in the alliance.

The demise of the Demon Pupil Mercenary Group is only the beginning of the memory of the disaster. As the zombie tide broke through the human defense line in the north, the corpse tide poured into the hinterland, and the living corpses were rampant, slaughtering for eight hundred miles. One-third of the Coalition's population was lost in the disaster, most of them died in the jaws of the zombies, and many others died in the ensuing plague.

Not only that, but there were also two Heavenly King-level war gods in the military back then, who fell to Demon Ridge Mountain and Dragon City respectively. Because there are too many tragedies and too many deep memories, people forget more.

It's just that I didn't expect to be able to see the former commander of the Demon Pupil Mercenary Regiment today!

"Mr. Ram, I don't know what the Huangquan Mercenary Regiment has offended you, you want to use thunderous means to wipe out the army of my two integrated battalions, which is more than 1,200 lives! These people should die on the front lines of the fight against zombies, not under bayonets stabbed in the back! Tears flowed from the sound of the knife being drawn.

Hearing this, Ram's face was a little silent, but soon his eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "You will not understand that in a great revival plan, the sacrifice of a smile is only in exchange for more people. They are only a small number of people who have been sacrificed, and this great plan will save us all! ”

Ram Qi clenched his fist with one hand and said reverently: "Therefore, until the salvation of mankind is not successful, all sacrifices can be endured. All people should give, they should give, as long as they can revive humanity. And their death is for a better tomorrow, of course, the sacrifices include you, including me! ”

Drawing a knife and scolding in his heart, could it be that this famous ram Qi, who disappeared for so many years, actually fell into a pyramid scheme den and was successfully brainwashed by those pyramid schemers? Otherwise, how could he have said such a foolish thing that has no mind to find.

As if realizing the disdain of drawing the sword, Ram Qi no longer said much, but pulled out the broad-backed ancient sword from the bronze scabbard: "People are always like this when they are old, it's okay not to speak, but when you speak, you will talk too much, let's send you on the road, the dead will not reveal their secrets!" ”

After speaking, the bronze scabbard in Ram Qi's hand completely shed out, and a broad-backed long sword full of ancient meaning suddenly came out of the cage.

Looking at this ancient sword with intricate patterns, his face changed, and he turned to Li Dazhui and shouted: "Sledgehammer run, go tell Brother Quan, tell him everything." Run, don't look back! ”

When Li Dazhui heard this, his brain thought for a while, and he immediately pulled out his legs and ran up. As a senior fourth-level bounty hunter, Li Dazhui naturally has a good mind, and he knows that this matter is not trivial, so he must bring the words to the head of the regiment.

At this time, even if Li Dazhui was seriously injured, he still had explosive power beyond ordinary people, and this run would soon disappear into the bushes.

The ram smiled and said to the depths of the woods: "Ghost bat, you've seen enough of the show, it's time to do something!" That Li Da Hammer is very injured now, and he can't run far, so you go and get him back. ”

Drawing the knife and hearing this, his face changed greatly, he really didn't know that there were still people in ambush around him at this time, and this sledgehammer was in danger!

Not only did the face of the knife change greatly, but even the hidden Wang Qiang was also suddenly surprised. At this time, there was a sound of caberation in the woods, and the sound of caeze came from all directions, making it impossible to figure out where people were laughing.

"Old Mr. Ram, you really know how to arrange tasks, I want to see more people! Well, it won't take too long, and it's not too late for me to catch that sledgehammer and watch your battle with Draw. ”

With that, a shadow suddenly appeared over the woods, and the shadow crossed the clouds and was reflected in the grass, and then the black shadow appeared in the grass with the reflection. As soon as the black shadow appeared, it followed the bushes at a speed similar to flying, and chased straight in the direction where Li Dazhui was running.

"Ghost bat, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see me fight, because my fights are usually fast." Ram Kai seemed to be speaking to the black shadow, and seemed to be saying to himself again.

Drawing the knife and hearing this, his anger soared, even if Ram Qi belonged to the idol he looked up to when he was young, he shouldn't look down on himself like this, you must know that after getting the rare ability of "gravity field suppression", Drawing the knife can barely rank among the top masters in the alliance!

A master has the dignity of a master. Draw the knife with the handle of the long knife in your hand and slowly pull out the long knife inserted into the deep soil layer. The long blade is sharp enough to blow the hair and break the hair, and the knife is drawn and holds the hilt, all the confidence and strength are returned to the body, and the momentum is unstoppable.

As a swordsman who is rampant with a knife in the last days, he trusts the long knife in his hand very much, this long knife is in his hand, everything does not need to be afraid, everything can be defeated.

Draw the sword, once you draw the sword, you are your own god!