There are more than 300 people, although there are not many people, but in a not very spacious snow, it takes up almost half of the space, in this case, as long as the bullet can be guaranteed to fire forward, there is almost no deviation.

Yang Qingyi tightly pulled the trigger, and the bullets of a magazine continued to shoot out, and they were empty after a while, and at this time, there were more than ten wailing Soviet soldiers lying on the snow, they were hit in different positions, the only thing that was the same was that they all lost their ability to fight and act, while the other Soviet soldiers had all dispersed, each looking for tents and wooden boxes and tanks as obstacles, faintly forming an encirclement to surround Yang Qingyi in the middle.

When Yang Qingyi ran out of bullets, the other Soviet soldiers fired one after another, and the bullets shot out from behind various obstacles, but they all hit the mental position, and finally could only fall on the snow in vain.

The wind and snow did not stop for a moment, but the searchlight almost illuminated the battlefield in the center of the camp into daylight, Yang Qingyi's gloomy spiritual position was almost invisible under the dazzling light, so all the Soviet soldiers could only see in horror, they fired bullets one after another, but the enemy standing in the snow was not hurt at all, and stood leisurely.

Within the spiritual position, Yang Qingyi's face became even paler, beads of sweat rolled down his face, and a huge sense of exhaustion began to appear in his spirit, not because of the consumption of the spiritual position, but because Yang Qingyi kept influencing the thoughts of Soviet soldiers with mental fluctuations from the moment he appeared, so that they subconsciously did not consider using weapons such as tanks or grenades, even if they really thought of this, they had to mislead their thinking, because only in this way, He could have killed all these Soviet soldiers.

But now it looks like a bit too much!

The gunfire gradually slowed down, because the Soviet soldiers realized that bullets could not kill this terrible enemy, and all the soldiers couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, when they wanted to use grenades or tanks, they subconsciously denied this method in their minds, so many people shot at the same time It was useless, grenades and tanks probably didn't play much use, and besides, if the key appeared now to start the tank, wouldn't that be tantamount to looking for death?

Of all the Soviet soldiers, I am afraid that only the adjutant could barely think, because he was the only one among the more than 300 people on the scene who had seen the previous commander's order to wound Wasser's tank shells, and the other people who followed the commander at that time had all died under Yang Qingyi's dagger.

With a tank, or a grenade, it will definitely work, but what if it doesn't? This monster must be the companion of the previous monster, at this time, since the other party dares to rush into the camp, then the other party must have a way to deal with the tank, can't be reckless, it's too dangerous, can't be reckless, can't be impulsive!

The adjutant's mind was constantly entangled and thinking, this is also the result of Yang Qingyi's mental fluctuations, at least until now, no Soviet soldier has thrown a grenade!

Yang Qingyi stood in place, and the continuous mental fluctuations were violently released, and this deep-seated hint completely penetrated the hearts of every Soviet soldier present, and finally, there was no need to continue to maintain the release of spiritual fluctuations.

Holding the dagger tightly, Yang Qingyi took a deep breath, and rushed towards a military tent in front of him, because behind there, there were three Soviet soldiers hiding!

The beam of light of the searchlight followed Yang Qingyi's advance, and his every move was almost completely exposed to everyone's eyes, but at this moment, no one fired a shot, because the bullets had no effect on this enemy, and the grenades and tanks did not work, so at this time, what could they do? How do you defeat or even kill this terrifying enemy when you can't do any damage to the enemy at all?

Thinking of this stubble, a sense of powerlessness suddenly enveloped the hearts of every Soviet soldier, and the three Soviet soldiers who were the first to face Yang Qingyi's impact were almost collapsing at this time!

That horrible monster rushed towards them like that, what should I do? How to resist? There's no way around it!

Yang Qingyi stepped on the snowflakes and rushed in front of the three of them, a shallow smile appeared on his pale face, and the dagger stabbed forward, and the three Soviet soldiers in panic couldn't even make any resistance, and were directly cut throats by Yang Qingyi one by one.

At the same time, Yang Qingyi released a brief mental fluctuation again at the right time, containing a trace of fear and despair, which spread through the minds of every Soviet soldier in an instant.

Seeing that the three comrades-in-arms turned into three corpses and fell in the wind and snow, the red blood spurted out of their throats like a fountain, and the terrifying monster had been dyed red by the blood that spurted out, he looked at everyone with a cruel smile, at this time, there was finally an unbearable deserter!

Under the double impact of Yang Qingyi's mental fluctuations and realistic pictures, an unbearable example finally appeared among the Soviet soldiers, only to see a Soviet soldier behind a tank shouting in horror and turning his head and running, and his panicked figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

After the first escapee appeared, soon, the second and third deserters also appeared one after another, and when Yang Qingyi brutally slit the throats of the four soldiers again, the blood that rushed to the sky and Yang Qingyi released a mental fluctuation mixed with fear again, this double blow finally completely tore apart the psychological defense line of the Soviet soldiers.

The Soviet soldiers began to flee in horror, they even lost their knowledge of the terrain of the camp, running around the camp in fear of being caught by the terrifying monster and cutting their throats, in the dark camp, the messy footsteps and shouts mixed into a chaotic note, and even the soldiers on the watchtower dropped their searchlights and climbed down the watchtower one after another to escape, and the initiator of all this, Yang Qingyi, was half-kneeling on the snow at this time, snorting and panting, Beads of sweat kept sliding down his face, and his pale cheeks and chapped lips were full of indescribable embarrassment.

This is the first time that Yang Qingyi has used such a wide range of psychic fluctuations, he didn't expect the consumption to be so large, and of course, he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

"Raphael!" A shout of concern came from a distance, and Natasha, who had been hiding under the tank, crawled out at this time and ran anxiously to Yang Qingyi's side.

Natasha quickly came to Yang Qingyi's side, stretched out her slender hands to support Yang Qingyi's half-kneeling body, and then she felt that Yang Qingyi's body was trembling, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and his breathing became heavier and heavier, more and more intense.

"Raphael, are you alright?" Little Natasha looked at Yang Qingyi, who was sweating profusely, with an anxious face, she wanted to help, but she didn't know how to help Yang Qingyi, and for a while Natasha could only stand helplessly beside Yang Qingyi, so nervous that she stomped her feet.

"Natasha, don't worry, I'm fine." Yang Qingyi reluctantly smiled at Natasha, and then said, "When you were hiding under the tank just now, did you see that adjutant?" ”

"I saw it, and I knew what he looked like."

"Very well, go find him immediately. Pick up a gun, go grab him, and let him take you to catch a pilot, we have to get a pilot, otherwise, this trip will be in vain. If he refuses, threaten him with me, and he will do so. Yang Qingyi pushed Natasha slightly, gasped: "Go quickly, if he runs away or recovers, it will be difficult, we don't have much time!" ”

Looking at Yang Qingyi, who was still panting, Natasha bit her lip, her face was full of unease, but in the end, little Natasha nodded, answered heavily, and then quickly rushed in the direction where the adjutant fled in her memory.

Yang Qingyi sat down on the snow, his breathing was a little calmer, but the feeling of exhaustion was getting more and more serious, it was obvious that this was the sequelae of the overuse of mental fluctuations, at this time, Yang Qingyi had to pray that there would be no moths, otherwise, I am afraid that his end would be miserable.

'Boom! A violent explosion suddenly sounded from a distance, Yang Qingyi looked up with difficulty, only to see the fire rising into the sky, and then there was a deafening roar of pain!

"Bad luck." Yang Qingyi smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, "No matter what the situation is, it won't be a good thing anyway." ”

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