The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Perhaps it was because all the complicated emotions in his heart erupted in the yelling, and he used too much force, so that his face was distorted ferociously.

Then, something happened that made him quite speechless.

That devil's little brat was so frightened that his whole body went limp, and he immediately slumped on the ground without saying a word, even his eyes were red.

What the hell!After seeing such a scene, Rang Po Luo couldn't do anything.

This reminded him of when his eldest daughter was in high school, when a kid who secretly wrote love letters to his daughter was blocked by him at the school gate.

It was almost the same at that time as it is now, that kid had the same expression of wanting to cry.

"Sin, this is still a child." After Po Luo let out such a long sigh in his heart.

Going forward, he shot the half-sized bastard of the devil, stabbed him heartbroken; let the other party be so straightforward, and just hang up.

As for why let it go, so that it can survive or something.

"I want to live, and I want to go home." This was the most real thought in his heart when the broken gong kicked on the little devil's chest and pulled out the bloody bayonet.

Chapter 303 Crazy hand-to-hand combat ([-])

Gradually, the sun that had slanted to the west in the sky was no longer as dazzling as before.

The battle in the air also turned into a smoking Mustang fighter jet, which was engaged in a thrilling dogfight with the last remaining intact Type [-] fighter jet on the devil's side.

I believe that after a short time, such an air battle will have a real result.

It's just that at such a time, these people who are fighting each other on the ground have no time and energy to care about what the air battle in the sky will look like.

Because someone would die in battle almost every second, and on the battlefield where stumps and broken arms flew across the battlefield, the two sides fighting like wild beasts soon became anxious.

In such a state, there is no longer any tactics to speak of on both sides who are completely red-eyed.

What kind of team tactics of three people, what kind of hand-to-hand combat skills that cooperate with each other and support each other?All of the above are gone.

Now there is only one thing in their heads, to kill the opponent in front of them by all means and costs,

'Ah~', in a scream full of painful emotions.

In an unspeakable pain, Hanzi opened his mouth wide and screamed wildly.

The reason for this is not that he was stabbed in the body by a devil's bayonet during the battle with the devil; in fact, the goods arrived a few seconds before he was lucky.

Or in other words, after this guy went to war, he found a relatively thin devil like a chicken thief.

A devil who looks like he has just joined the army and has poor combat effectiveness to recruit new recruits.

Then, the two of them were fighting with the devil holding a bayonet and the Chinese character holding an engineer shovel. The two of them fought and fought on the ground.

He raised his fist, helmet, and all the hard objects that could be touched in his hand, and greeted the other party.

Not to mention, such a devil who looks thinner is still quite strong in terms of strength.

In other words, Hanzi, a successful person in society who grew up in a peaceful environment, did not expect the huge potential that a person would burst out under the pressure of life and death.

In this kind of tearing, the Chinese characters are quite strenuous.

But thanks to the healthy body that Chinese characters have maintained and exercised under various serious and indecent hobbies all year round, as well as the sufficient nutrition of the modern plane, they are at least a head taller than the other party.

During the scuffle for about a minute or so, you pressed me for a while, and I pressed you for a while.

Hanzi, a middle-aged man with better physical strength, gradually gained the upper hand in this fight; he could clearly feel this devil, beating his head with his helmet blown off, the force on his fist was not as strong as before Got it.

But this matter, there is another possibility.

That was his poor head, already a little numb from too many punches.

Of course, the devil who was fighting with him is not feeling well now. The 98-style steel helmet caught in the hand by the Chinese characters has already been smashed into a bloody mess.

I believe that in the next time, as long as there are seven or eight more times like this, the grandson's head can be smashed open and smashed like a walnut.

As if feeling such a huge crisis of being crushed to death, the devil threw the Chinese character riding on him to the ground with a burst of struggle.

Just like the previous scuffle process, under the force of Hanzi's waist, he was planning to turn over and continue to hold down the devil.

Without warning, there was an earth-shattering yell from his mouth.

That's because the devil bit the inner thigh, which is the most delicate piece of tender meat; after being bitten in this position, it was so painful.

Being bitten here is the result of Hanzi unconsciously moving his body during the previous struggle.

Otherwise, the place to be bitten is not the inner thigh.

But some more sensitive, deadly places.

Under such excruciating pain, Hanzi seemed to have gone crazy, swung his blood-stained steel helmet, and smashed his head at the thin devil with all his strength.

So much so that it hit my own thigh a few times, and the thighbone was so painful that I couldn't care about it.

One hit, two hits, three hits, and finally at the tenth hit, the devil finally let go of his mouth that was biting the thigh of the Chinese character.

At this time, Hanzi, covered in cold sweat, stopped the helmet in his hand.

Thus, he heard the devil in front of him, who was already on his deathbed, spit out a sentence: "????."

Hearing this, the Chinese character was out of anger, because he just could understand this sentence, which means forgiveness in the language of the Ouba family.

Under the inexplicable anger, this guy rushed up again, and the helmet in his hand continued to smash wildly.

In such a situation, until the white slurry is everywhere on his head, face, neck, and body, he will not stop completely.

Talk!What else is more hated by the masters of Huaguo than ghosts?

Those traitors and traitors, these bastards who have forgotten their ancestors and their own blood, and the poor and hateful servants in these surrounding colonies.

When I saw the face in front of me, it was when I couldn't see it at all in a mess; when I entered the crazy Chinese characters, I gradually woke up.

It's just that at such a moment, he found that he didn't even have any strength in his body.

His hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't continue fighting.

Then, this guy rode on the devil who had been dead for a long time, and started to look around the situation on the battlefield with blood red eyes after his skull was broken and blood flowed to his eye sockets.

Perhaps it was because of the blood red in front of his eyes, which made him look like the battlefield at this moment was particularly tragic.

Their commanding officers, Hu Biao and Hu Yingzuo, were already the Wolverine bone blades between their hands, and they had also been released.

But in front of all the natives, the bone blade should be somewhat disguised, so as not to frighten the opponent.

Under Hu Biao's frenzied waving of his arms, his body was surrounded by dense claw shadows. As long as he encountered this pair of bone claw devils, his body would be torn apart.

Therefore, in the sight of Chinese characters, Hu Biao's whole body was completely red as if he had been fished out of blood.

Even on the shoulders, there are still such terrifying half-sections of intestines and half-short livers, which are constantly swaying with Hu Biao's movements, and the scene is indescribably scary.

It's just that he doesn't know how much of the blood on his body comes from the devil, and how much of it comes from the commander Hu Biao himself.

About 10 meters away from Hu Biao, Xu Feng, who is said to have the blood of a berserker, must have entered a berserk state now.

That's because a broken bayonet was stuck in the chest, back, and thighs of this guy.

What the hell!Just looking at these wounds seems to hurt.

But under such a serious injury, this guy is only the left leg with the bayonet inserted, and it is dragging and moving a little when it moves.

On the position of the handle in his hand, there is a huge ax covered with thick blood.

But with every slash, fat, thin, short, or short devils can be chopped off their body parts such as hands, feet, and skulls.

Even, it was directly cut into two pieces, two pieces.

Under the current kind of hand-to-hand combat, the berserker after becoming berserk does not know pain, and is not afraid of casualties, just like a humanoid battlefield meat grinder.

The faces of the dozen or so devils surrounding Xu Feng are already full of panic.

That is, a devil lieutenant, waving a command knife and roaring wildly in his mouth, otherwise these devils would have fled in panic.

At the same time, in such a process, there is no such thing as eating meat without being beaten.

While Xu Feng kept killing the devils, he also kept getting wounds on his body, because this guy would always attack and attack again, and he had no idea of ​​dodging at all.

It's a style of play that trades the opponent's life for his own injury.

In the effort of taking a few glances at the Chinese characters, Xu Feng was hit by the butt of the gun again on the head.

After shaking his head, Xu Feng seemed to have no influence at all, and his backhand split the devil who hurt him from shoulder to waist obliquely.

Chapter 304 Crazy hand-to-hand combat ([-])

In today's ground battlefield, both sides have long been red-eyed.

Therefore, the speed of injury and death of personnel on both sides is extremely astonishing.

It's just that even so, no matter how fast the casualties on both sides are, such a hand-to-hand battle has only started in less than 5 minutes.

Therefore, on today's battlefield, there are still more than 200 people on both sides.

They are like wounded wild beasts, but they are more ferocious and explode with greater fighting power.

A little farther away, Hanzi didn't know if there was something wrong with his eyes, or something was wrong with his head after being punched too much.

That's because he discovered that the little white-collar AT's flexible foot movements and body shape in the battle at this moment have reached a somewhat unscientific and outrageous level.

Walking around with astonishing agility under his feet, the devils beckoned for weapons at the critical moment, but they all fell through.

On the contrary, the little white-collar's sharp big knife in his hand didn't see how to slash wildly at the devils with all his strength, it just moved horizontally in front of him lightly.

But for the cut devil, the parts on the body only need to be swept by the blade of the 'Tiger Roaring Knife·Can'.

Fingers, palms, arms, skull, etc., were separated from the body immediately like cutting tofu with a knife, which was a bit too relaxed.

However, devils are not pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, or they will jump over the wall even if they are in a hurry.

After being easily killed by a small white-collar worker over a dozen devils in a row; after this small battlefield injury has undergone some changes, AT's good days are coming to an end.

A devil who was stabbed by AT in the lower abdomen.

A big gash was cut in the belly in an instant, and a bunch of colorful things flowed out immediately.

Then, this completely desperate devil directly blew the grenade on his body.