The Bright Sword of Changjin Lake becomes stronger

Chapter 8

The soldiers of the Sixth Company had just rushed in, and when they raised their submachine guns, they fired a burst of fire. With the loud gunshots, white smoke rose from countless bullets.

But they didn't notice it at all. Several American soldiers were sticking tightly behind the wall next to the door, with a sinister smile on their lips.

"puff--"

With the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, a volunteer soldier was stabbed into the main artery, and fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.

Another volunteer soldier sensed something was wrong, turned around and wanted to shoot, but was swooped down and pressed to the ground, and after a few seconds of fighting, he also died of hatred after replacing an American soldier.

"what--"

The middle-aged officer was strangled with a submachine gun by a U.S. military officer who had been prepared for a long time. His pupils were dilated, and his mouth was desperately opened to breathe, and his face was flushed due to lack of oxygen.

"Fucking American devil, go to hell!"

Wu Qianli rushed in eagerly, and a nameless murderous aura rose into the air. An American soldier rushed over with a gun to stop him, but was kicked away with a sharp kick, and slammed into the wall beside him, spitting blood.

"boom--"

On the other side, the U.S. military saw Wu Qianli approaching menacingly and wanted to save people, so they simply smashed the butt of a gun on the head of the officer of the Sixth Company, and the blood spray mixed with brains flew to the nearby people.

In anger, Wu Qianli threw his left fist in the air, and the U.S. military raised his gun to block it, but Wu Qianli feigned a punch, changed his posture halfway, and hit the U.S. military's lower crocodile with his right fist.

Hearing the sound of bones breaking, the American soldier spit out blood mixed with a few teeth, and kept twitching and screaming on the ground.

"Company commander be careful! The fucking American devil is playing tricks, isn't he?!"

Yu Congrong reminded loudly, gritted his teeth and focused his strength on the ribs of the American soldier who attacked Wuqianli. The American soldier immediately vomited blood, but he still desperately hugged Yu Congrong's leg and pulled it hard, but unexpectedly Yu Congrong With a shake, the whole person fell to the side.

"When did I get so strong?"

Yu Congrong didn't know the martial arts bonus given by the Bright Sword system, and he looked at the US military who was kicked away in surprise, but the tense battle situation didn't allow him to think too much, and it was two US troops who entangled him again.

At this moment, Wu Qianli was severely strangled by an American soldier with a submachine gun. Seeing a great opportunity, another American soldier, with red eyes, picked up a dagger and stabbed fiercely at Wu Qianli's chest.

Wu Qianli's hands were like a pair of iron tongs, firmly grasping the arm of the American soldier behind him, with his whole body centered downward, he directly threw the American soldier behind him forward.

"fake you!"

The U.S. military stared wide-eyed, watched the scene in front of him turn around, cursed, and fell to the ground hard, still wondering in his heart, are these volunteers demons, how can they have such great strength.

"Oh—my god!"

The American who raised his dagger and stabbed at Wu Qianli used too much force. Seeing that the figure in front of him transformed into a friendly army, he couldn't react for a while, so he stabbed violently.

Immediately, the American soldier who fell on the ground died, and died in the hands of his own people.

Wu Qianli broke free from the shackles, and swung his fists as big as sandbags vigorously, hitting the American army with military thorns in front of him hard.

Enduring the severe pain in his internal organs, the American soldier tried his best to take advantage of Wu Qianli's fist and turned sideways.

Seeing that Wu Qianli's careless punch was missed, and he used too much force, an American soldier who rushed to support him seized the opportunity and kicked Wu Qianli hard, and Wu Qianli suddenly fell to the ground unsteadily.

A U.S. soldier grinned grinningly and threw the butt of his gun at Yu Congrong's head. Wu Qianli rolled on the spot to avoid the two U.S. soldiers who had just got up, but was surrounded by two U.S. soldiers. twist.

"Captain!"

Yu Congrong wanted to rush up to save others, but he was also entangled by two American soldiers and couldn't get away.

"Brother! I..."

Wu Wanli rushed in, but stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his hand holding the rifle trembling slightly.

He didn't dare to shoot at the U.S. soldiers who were wrestling with Wu Qianli and the others, for fear of accidental injury, and at this moment, his heart was pounding with extreme nervousness.

"use this!"

Wu Qianli used all his strength to kick a handful of military thorns that had fallen to the ground during the fight, and kicked him in front of Wu Wanli.

"what!"

Wu Wanli immediately dropped his rifle, picked up the military thorn on the ground, shouted, and rushed straight to the U.S. Army who locked Wu Qianli's foot, and was about to stab him.

"fake you!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, the American soldier immediately let go of Wu Wanli, fiercely dodged Wu Wanli's stabbing attack, and slammed into him sideways, knocking Wu Wanli to the ground forcefully.

"Go to hell!"

Wu Wanli stabbed at the American soldier again with his clenched arm. The American soldier hurriedly dodged, but he couldn't dodge for a while and was scratched.

The American soldier looked at the blood shed with some surprise, and thought to himself that he looked like a recruit of the Volunteer Army, how could he attack so quickly.

However, as a veteran, he still grasped Wu Wanli's hand holding the military thorn with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and turned the direction bit by bit, aiming at Wu Wanli's head.

If it weren't for the power of ancient martial arts, Wu Wanli would have been counter-killed at this moment, but even so, the blade with the cold light was still approaching Wu Wanli's head bit by bit.

"elder brother!"

A trace of panic flashed in Wu Wanli's eyes, he screamed and struggled with all his strength.

Wu Qianli, who was under the control of one person, immediately stomped hard on the foot of the American soldier behind him. With a painful wail, Wu Qianli broke free from the American soldier, gritted his teeth, and turned his elbow fiercely towards him. After hitting.

I saw a U.S. soldier clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground in pain, kicking and kicking with his feet, with blood and foam flowing from his mouth.

Wu Qianli didn't have time to pay attention to the tragic situation, so he jumped into the air eagerly, and kicked fiercely at the U.S. military man who was holding Wu Wanli with the sound of breaking wind.

"Ping—"

The military thorn fell to the ground and made a crisp metal collision sound. The American soldier didn't even have time to scream, but felt a burst of unprecedented pain blasting in his brain nerves, and then his eyes went dark, and he tilted his head. Down, out of breath.

Wu Wanli hastily pushed away the corpses of the U.S. soldiers on his body, and collapsed on the ground panting heavily, his heart was still beating nervously and did not slow down.

On the other side, Yu Congrong was also sweating profusely and numb all over. He was about to lose strength temporarily after being locked up by the US military.

Wu Qianli picked up the rifle on the ground. In order to avoid accidental injury, he rushed forward and approached the head of the U.S. military with a gun.

"Boom-boom-"

Accompanied by two clear gunshots, the heads of the two US soldiers were blown off by the huge impact of the bullets at close range, and they fell forever in a pool of blood.

"call--"

Yu Congrong shook his dizzy head, and just after taking a breath, two small black spots with white smoke were thrown in from outside the cowshed

(End of this chapter)