When the adjudication team began to despair, Zhao Chuanxin returned in a coat full of holes.

Those holes, apparently bullet holes.

When the jury saw this, their awe soared.

At this time, there was no concept of body armor, and Zhao Chuanxin did not wear an iron plate.

Even ordinary iron plates may not be bulletproof.

They imagined Zhao Chuanxin as an iron backbone and invulnerable.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the cigar was not extinguished and breathed a sigh of relief.

The is blown out, and it will be a shame if the circle does not come back.

He looked at the three bodies that had fallen to the ground, and his face was blank.

"Don't panic, war is like this." He said lightly.

It took half a day to kill three people, which was earned.

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin was strong and strong, and he belonged to the type of fat covered muscle.

Since the fold of life, I look too thin when I put on clothes, and my clothes are getting looser and looser day by day.

This is not good, after being beaten, there was a fat buffer, but at this time it was a dull pain from the impact of the bullet.

He took out a small mirror and a wooden square, held it up and looked behind him, and then deflected the mirror to the left and right.

"Big vat peach, you guard the right, I fight the left."

There are fewer people on the right and more people on the left.

After speaking, Zhao Chuanxin gave them some Type 88 committee rifle ammunition.

When the Type 88 committee fired, the gun shook too much, and the accuracy was touching.

Zhao Chuanxin did not charge this time, and piled up a pile of sand outside the bunker, and the mud trowel gloves set up a stone wall, taller than a person, with a small shooting hole.

He got up slowly, lit a cigarette, and extended the barrel of the gun.

Bang bang bang, bang......

The guns were fired in an orderly manner.

Fighting like this is not very intense for him.

The distance was too far, and only two people were killed in five rounds of point shooting.

But in the thermal weapons war, those who can withstand the continuous fall of their comrades-in-arms and continue to charge and fight bravely are the Japanese No. 1, and then the king of the army decades later - the Rabbit Army.

The Yankees relied on their ships to be strong and well-equipped, so they could fight against the wind, but they would surrender against the wind.

The willpower of the Portuguese, which was stronger than that of the United States at this time, was also not good.

Seeing that the firepower output on Zhao Chuanxin's side was extremely stable, they began to hesitate to move forward.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished firing a magazine, he immediately changed to Mosin Nagant to let the assault step cool down.

After all, the material is not up to standard, and continuous firing will reduce its already short lifespan.

Bang, bang, bang......

The intensity of the fire is reduced, but the accuracy is greatly increased.

This could not play a role in suppressing firepower, and the other party gradually narrowed the distance.

On Li Zhitao's side, Zhao Chuanxin originally shared most of the firepower, so they should be relaxed.

But the situation backfired, three people died just after fighting for so long, and three more died at the beginning.

Because Li Zhitao ordered the power to fight back and contain the enemy's footsteps.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at it, frowned, and shouted, "Big pot peach, lead people to retreat." ”

Li Zhitao didn't hesitate, as soon as he gave the order, he saw that Zhao Chuanxin hadn't left, and said hurriedly: "Master, what about you?" ”

"Leave me alone, you find a place to hide first."

Li Zhitao stubbornly dragged the dead and wounded brothers back.

The distance between the Portuguese soldiers was 300 meters, 250 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters......

Until Zhao Chuanxin was less than fifty meters away, Zhao Chuanxin still didn't move.

Gao Dingyu pulled out his command knife: "There is only one person left now, this person must be Zhao Chuanxin, pass on my order, and the whole army will charge!" ”

A sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth: What the fuck God of War, that's all he can do, right?

The Portuguese soldiers jumped out of cover and trotted forward as they fired.

Next to Zhao Chuanxin was a Goldberg M1907 on the ground, covered with a wet towel, which was still smoking at first, but at this time there was no steam.

He picked it up with a cigarette in his mouth and inserted a new magazine.

He looked down at the old sacred altar pendant that he had hung around his neck, and found that the liquid inside was halfway there, and the color became darker, and the sunlight reflected faintly shiny.

His heart moved, and he looked at the Portuguese soldiers more than thirty meters away.

He focused, and a twisted round frame appeared in front of him.

Zhao Chuanxin hesitated slightly, and then carried the gun and got in.

A Portuguese soldier was loading the bolt, unskillful, and had to look down.

When I looked up again, I found that the air in front of me was distorted, and a "monster" with green faces and fangs in a coat full of holes had emerged from it.

It turns out that the blue-faced fangs are just masks...... The Portuguese soldier said that it scared me.

And then the gun was raised!

Zhao Chuanxin instantly appeared more than thirty meters away, and reached out to hold the handguard of the Portuguese rifle, because it was not hot here.

The moment it raised its muzzle, bang.

The Portuguese soldiers' bullets floated diagonally into the sky.

Duh!

An axe went down, and the Portuguese soldier's heavenly spirit cover leaked.

The remaining Portuguese soldiers didn't know what was happening, and the quickest reaction was just about to turn the muzzle, when Zhao Chuanxin pulled out his axe and threw it at his head.

Duh.

The man fell.

The intelligent gyroscope and the elf carving knife slaughtered all sides, and Zhao Chuanxin seamlessly switched weapons, dialed the Goldberg M1907 to fully automatic mode, and spun the heel to strafe.

Bang bang......

At this time, he chose to take the assault step in order to effectively kill, after all, he was in the middle of the crowd at this time.

30 rounds of ammunition to clear quickly.

He put away the Goldberg M1907 and took out the Ares M1907.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

Zhao Chuanxin shot as he advanced, emptying the enemy in the blink of an eye.

He rubbed his belly, which had just been hit by several bullets in a row.

Gao Dingyu was in the forest outside the alley and was startled when he saw a riot among the Portuguese soldiers.

After all, a second ago, the enemy was shooting from a few dozen meters away, and in any case, he could not have imagined that he would suddenly appear in his ranks.

He expected this to be a blow and shouted, "Go and see what's going on?" ”

As soon as the person sent arrived, he bumped into Zhao Chuanxin, who had already been killed.

The smart gyroscope waved the knife, and Zhao Chuanxin covered up without stopping.

The Portuguese soldiers who came to investigate fell without saying a word.

Zhao Chuanxin went into the forest, leaning against a big tree to listen to the sound.

The alley has been built here, and there will be high-rise buildings rising here in the future.

To the south is Nam Van Lake, 3 miles to the west is the Inner Harbor, less than 2 miles to the east is the Outer Harbor, and to the north are the houses of the common people.

Leaning against a tree, he smoked a cigarette, and took out the empty magazine and replaced it with a new one.

Sticking out the mirror and looking at the figures in the woods, they were a little confused when they reacted.

After all, the men and horses of the front team seemed to have been ambushed, and there was a sudden exchange of fire, and then there was a sudden silence, and the Portuguese soldiers who went to the front to investigate did not return.

Gao Dingyu frowned: "What about people?" Why haven't you come back yet? ”

No one could answer him.

Gao Dingyu had a bad premonition in his heart.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was behind the tree, looked at the old sacred altar after checking the gun, and nearly half of the liquid had disappeared.

The thin lines that can only be felt but not seen in all directions are still converging here quickly and slowly.

At this rate, in a day to two, the old sacred altar will be filled with faith.

Half a tank of faith can open a channel of holy light at a maximum distance of more than 30 meters.

It's hard to say how far a can of faith can flash, maybe double, maybe less than 60 meters, or far more than 60 meters.

He raised his head and looked at the tree, it was a banyan tree, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't know if the trunk was a tree or dozens of trees twisted together.

The roots are entangled, forming at least three people hugging the thick trunk of the tree.

In the canopy, the aerial roots droop densely.

The roots of the tree protrude from the ground, densely turned, and intertwined.

Not far away, a fat cobra of unknown breed flattened its neck and spat out a letter to Zhao Chuanxin from afar.

This reminded Zhao Chuanxin of the lock-blood membrane.

Vipers are simply the natural enemies of the blood-locking membrane.

He pointed silently, and the smart gyroscope shaved off the cobra's head.

After coming back, Zhao Chuanxin put away the elf carving knife, buckled the smart gyroscope behind his back, took two steps back to run, and climbed the vine to the top of the tree.

Not far away, Gao Dingyu hesitated for a while, and there was no sound in front of him.

It made him a little weak-hearted.

The scariest of the quiet battlefields.

He waved his command knife: "Keep going." ”

Pull the white horse under your crotch and carefully avoid the roots to prevent spraining your hooves.

The adjutant said, "Governor, why don't we withdraw and do it again?" ”

The adjutant often reads the newspaper, which is really a bit cowardly.

After all, it is Zhao Chuanxin who has to face.

Gao Dingyu said angrily: "What to withdraw? He has a rabble with him, and we are a regular army, what are you afraid of? ”

He was a little annoyed and angry.

He looked down to hide his annoyance, but he saw a poisonous snake on the ground with its head cut off.

What exactly are you afraid of?

It didn't take long for him to find out.

A figure descended from the sky and landed in the center of the ranks.

The elven carving knife swirled, and there was not a living person within ten meters.

Sudden Sudden Sudden ......

People turned on their backs, and gunfire rang out.

There were guns fired by Zhao Chuanxin, and there were also Portuguese soldiers who went off in a panic.

At this time, he went on fire, wounded 800 enemies and injured 1,000 himself, and his comrades suffered at close range.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

The white horse raised his front hooves in shock, Gao Dingyu was caught off guard, and fell off the horse by flashing.

As soon as he got up, he saw Zhao Chuanxin, who was wearing a blue-faced fanged mask, flashing left and right, with a god of war M1907 in each hand, and the barrel of the gun was braving continuous fireworks, and his Portuguese soldiers had no enemy.

Zhao Chuanxin jumped under the banyan tree on the left, grabbed the head of a Portuguese soldier who had just finished shooting with his left arm, and the god of war M1907 in his right hand disappeared, leaving Lugang M1907, regardless of the other party's struggle, against his temple.

He didn't even look at the caught soldiers, his eyes were just fixed on the enemy coming in front of him.

Bang.

Zhao Chuanxin let go of his arm without looking at it, and the Portuguese soldier fell to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin used the trunk of the banyan tree as a cover to attract firepower, and the smart gyroscope swept from the side with an elven carving knife, cutting off the Portuguese soldiers who were shooting.

Zhao Chuanxin quickly leaned out, jumped behind the trunk of the banyan tree on the right, and raised his leg to kick away a bayonet that was stretched out.

Raise your hand and pull the trigger.

Bang.

The Portuguese soldier had a bloody hole in his head.

Another Portuguese soldier, with a bayonet, stabbed him with a gun.

Zhao Chuanxin just glanced at it and raised his hand.

Immortal Bird Ring.

Rumble......

The Portuguese soldier flew upside down and crashed into the trunk of a tree, rolling his eyes and fainting.

During the melee, Zhao Chuanxin usually has to watch and listen to all directions, as long as he clamps down on the enemy, his eyes will immediately turn to other places, and he will focus on the second round of battle, and the work in his hands will not stop, and he will be distracted.

Zhao Chuanxin was like entering a no-man's land, zigzag forward, and in a moment, he was only more than ten meters away from Gao Dingyu.

Behind them were countless Portuguese soldiers, eager to savior the savior.

Gao Dingyu's command knife fell not far away, and he instinctively crawled backwards with his hands on the ground.

But it suddenly remembered that he was still riding fast, and he thought about getting up and riding a horse.

But the white horse was frightened, panicked, and chose to flee.

It happened to pass through Zhao Chuanxin here.

After getting a new lifespan, Zhao Chuanxin's body has almost recovered, but because the Starry Sky Root always absorbs sunlight, his food has been greatly reduced, and his body has not been able to grow back.

But the strength is still there.

He grabbed the reins, tied his legs into a horse's step, and even made the front legs of the white horse unable to inch in, and the hind legs were lifted in the air and turned at an angle of thirty degrees, so as to hang and give it a flash.

Gao Dingyu's face showed consternation, how much fucking divine power does this have to be to do it?

In all of Portugal, the bravest man can't do it, right?

Not only was he afraid, but the white horse was also cowardly, and he stood still with his head bowed down, not daring to spill again.

Zhao Chuanxin turned over on the horse and turned the horse's head.

When it comes to horseback riding, the first thing is not to master the skills, not to practice the tricks, but to overcome the fear.

Once the fear is gone, and the person does not fall to his death, the riding skill will advance by leaps and bounds.

Zhao Chuanxin did not live on horseback like a person on the grassland, he only practiced for a few years, but no one dared to underestimate his equestrian skills, relying on his courage.

Not afraid of falling, not afraid of the horse stumbling on the front foot, the original blue ghost armor, the existing smart gyroscope, anyway, he can't fall it.

He rode a white horse close to Gao Dingyu, suddenly turned sideways, and slapped the horse's ass at the same time.

The white horse first turned around, then raised his hind hooves, and kicked Gao Dingyu's thigh, turning him over sideways, scolding his mother in pain.

Zhao Chuanxin threw out the whip of the ruling, and wrapped his whistle around Gao Dingyu's neck: "You are Gao Dingyu?" Let your soldiers stop attacking first. ”

(End of chapter)