Chapter 253: Nineteen Dead Battles

"Quack shares!"

The foreigner soldier died tragically, and a person on the Woods side who was watching the battle immediately shouted, as if he was calling his comrades-in-arms, and his words were not in English, so that even Guan Shenglin couldn't understand them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the other hand, the other soldiers all looked at Liu Ling in the other cage indifferently, and the death of their comrades seemed to have little to do with them at all.

Boom......

Rumble......

With the launch of the last grenade, the last silkworm zombie in Liu Ling's cage died, and in this competition, Liu Ling won, and won completely. At the same time, it can also be said that Hua Guo has won, because Liu Ling represents the entire Hua Guo at this time.

"Well done!"

"You're brother, I love you!"

"Haha, stinky foreigner, have you taken it?"

"Plotting against you, being cocooned and bound to yourself, you deserve it!"

The soldiers on the Huaguo side were boiling again, and Guan Shenglin's team brought them too many surprises.

On the contrary, the white-robed foreigner had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth, which was in stark contrast to Guan Shenglin's smile.

Knock knock knock......

Boom Boom Boom ......

However, before all the soldiers finished speaking, Liu Ling walked to the foreigner's cage by himself, picked up the howitzer is three shots, and sent the remaining three silkworm zombies to hell.

"You ......"

The white-robed foreigner was angry, and pointed at Liu Ling in front of him, angry for some reason.

Knock knock knock......

Boom Boom Boom ......

Subsequently, the white-robed foreigner didn't say anything, and the sound of howitzers sounded on the other side again, it turned out that Wei Shengliang saw that the remaining silkworm zombies were not pleasing to the eye, and borrowed a howitzer to shoot all the remaining unused silkworm zombies on the armed transport truck.

"You ......" The fingers of the white-robed foreigner trembled a little: "You are too presumptuous, these silkworm zombies are ours!" ”

His meaning is actually very clear, you should not shoot these zombies without our consent.

It's just that Wei Shengliang didn't care, and said: "I killed zombies and not you, you are in a hurry!" ”

Even Wei Shengliang burst into foul mouth, which is enough to see how much he has endured these foreigners. In fact, he just held back a sentence and didn't say it to his face: Keep these silkworm zombies waiting for you to embarrass others?

Leave a line when you speak, and the slight coldness does not stimulate the white-robed foreigner too much.

"But this is what we brought, what right do you have?!" The white-robed foreigner's expression became more and more cold, and it seemed that he was about to start roaring after another step of stimulation.

Wei Shengliang didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, returned to his original position and returned the howitzer, looking at him like a nobody.

"The Silkworm Zombie is the product of a catastrophe, do you think that you can use it as a treasure if you catch it? This is Huaguo, don't equate your values with us, many of our soldiers have died under the minions of this zombie in the war, and they will be killed when they see it! "The spokesperson is Guan Shenglin, his identity here is the most special, and this kind of words are most appropriate for him to speak.

"You ...... Good, good, good! You have a kind! The white-robed foreigner took a step forward, and seemed to want to make a move, but in the end he held back, but his hands were still trembling, as if he was extremely angry.

"Don't want all the other competitions, let's go directly to the last item, a battle of life and death!" In the end, it came to this point, although the white-robed foreigner temporarily resisted the urge to do it, but he still had the idea of revenge in his heart, listening to his tone, it seemed that he had prepared a lot of projects to humiliate Huaguo, but he ignored it directly because of anger.

At the same time, on the side of the Woods, the remaining nineteen soldiers who participated in the battle stepped forward at the same time, full of spirit and fighting spirit, strictly speaking, this was the final competition they were waiting for.

On Guan Shenglin's side, all the twenty people brought from Reserve A, including Liu Ling, stepped forward,-for-tat, and their momentum was not weaker than that of the locality.

The two sides confronted each other, and it seemed that they could vaguely see thousands of thunders leaking out of the clear sky, full of gunpowder, and the battle was about to break out.

"Liu Ling, you come back and let the nineteen of them participate." However, at this time, Guan Shenglin was "stirring up the situation".

"Why?" Liu Ling was still full of fighting spirit just now, but at this moment, his body staggered and almost fell to the ground, and he was very unconvinced and asked.

"I said Brother Liu Ling, you have participated in two games alone, it's time to have a good time, but we still have some itchy hands, so you can take care of us people." Guan Shenglin didn't say much, but a person next to Liu Ling began to ridicule.

Guan Shenglin nodded in agreement.

At this moment, no matter how unwilling Liu Ling was, he could only take a step back, pouting and looking at the remaining dozen or so soldiers on the side of the Woods who had not participated in the battle, his eyes were full of disdain, as if he was secretly scolding them: one by one, there was no one who stepped forward to add!

"Wait a minute!" Before the battle began, one of the soldiers of the Reserve B, dissatisfied, shouted, "What do you mean by this life-and-death battle?" We've all won one game before, so doesn't this one count? ”

"Oh......" After he woke up, the rest of the soldiers all realized the problem and started to laugh.

"Foreigners can't afford to lose!"

"If you can't afford to play, don't play, no one will force you!"

"A bunch of cowards, shameless!"

......

All kinds of words were unceremonious, hitting the white-robed foreigner to his heart's content. Their politeness has long been exhausted by the arrogance of foreigners for so long, leaving only resentment.

In the end, all the words came to an abrupt end, because Guan Shenglin at the front gradually took a trace of coldness in his eyes when he looked back at them, for various reasons, he had heard too many clamors before, and those were all aimed at him. Now it may be a reflex, and he is not satisfied with the clamor of these people, even if it has nothing to do with him.

In the face of this gaze, all the soldiers felt a fear in their hearts, and this fear was even worse than the pressure of the cold not long ago. They didn't know Guan Shenglin, and it was all just an intuition in their hearts.

"It doesn't matter, they will lose in the end." When everyone was quiet, Guan Shenglin explained, his words revealing a slightly arrogant confidence.

The white-robed foreigner gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, rattling, his muscles burst out, and he trembled, he couldn't bear the shouting of the Chinese soldiers, but ...... I have to endure it a little longer.

The soldiers on the side of the Woods country automatically ignored the shouting, they looked at Liu Ling who had withdrawn, and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, they had seen Liu Ling's terrible, and they thought that they were not his opponents.

In the battle of life and death, the two sides did not ask for too many venues, and the nineteen groups of life and death battles started at the same time, and the field only occupied about a quarter of the area of the training ground.

"The life and death battle of the soldiers, shouldn't there be some warrior style?" Before the war, Guan Shenglin looked at the white-robed foreigner with cold eyes.

"How's that?"

"Have you soldiers of the Woods never used daggers?"

After Guan Shenglin's question, not only the white-robed foreigner frowned, but even the nineteen enemy soldiers who were about to participate in the battle were a little flustered, although they only knew a little about the Chinese language, they all understood Guan Shenglin's meaning. Their expressions changed, and Guan Shenglin naturally saw it in his eyes, and seemed to understand something at the moment.

"In order not to end the battle prematurely, we have long thought that not using a dagger is the right way." The white-robed foreigner quibbled, but his words were not convincing, and if it weren't for the pressure of Sheng Lin on the Hua side, it was estimated that they would be shouting again.

"Okay, then I'll convince you of losing!" Guan Shenglin's eyes became more and more cold, and the white-robed foreigners who looked at it felt unnatural.

Nineteen battles of life and death, nineteen people on each side came to their positions one after another, preparing for the beginning of the battle.

Hua Guo's fists danced in front of his chest, looking vigorous and powerful.

On the other hand, the Woods Country invariably took a karate pose.

This phenomenon has alerted all Chinese soldiers. remembered the words of the white-robed foreigner not long ago, "A real martial arts master, few people will participate in the competition in the secular world, in the eyes of a real master, he is nothing!" ”

From this point of view, it is very likely that these nineteen people are at the same level as the previous yellow-haired foreigners! It's no wonder that the white-robed foreigners tried their best to prevent the use of daggers in life-and-death battles, so that the only advantage they had would be gone. The soldiers are already like this, so as their top boss, what kind of master should that white-robed foreigner be?

Thinking of this, all the soldiers had a bad premonition.

Bang......

The pistol was called, and the battle began.

The fighters of the other 18 groups were not in a hurry, and only one group of fighters was in a hurry and stepped forward to start fighting.

It's just that at this time, it may confirm the previous hunch, the enemy soldier may really be a martial arts master, this enemy soldier directly kicked our soldier in the temple with a high leg, and the huge force drove him to rotate three hundred and sixty degrees in the air before falling back to the ground.

"...... Uproar"

This result made it difficult for all personnel to accept it, and there was an uproar.

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