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Chapter 298 Serious Injury
The silver-haired old man has long been frightened by Yan Zhi's shocking combo. He has lived for more than 70 years, and he has never seen anyone's skill so fast as lightning. He just blinked a few times. , Eight German soldiers fell to the ground, dead or wounded, wailing everywhere.

And the girl named Monroe was so frightened by Yan Zhi's domineering killing that her face turned pale and her face was pale. She hid behind her grandfather, her teeth involuntarily biting an index finger, trembling all over her body. Surprise and joy were written in the big red eyes.

The two of them, their grandparents and grandson, have never seen such a bloody killing. Since the battle here, the two of their grandparents have been hiding, and they dare not even look out of the window, for fear of attracting the attention of the soldiers fighting on both sides and causing them to be killed. disaster.

Although World War II was cancelled, the warring parties tried their best to avoid harming innocent people, but the artillery fire is ruthless, and no one can guarantee that innocent people will not be harmed.

After saying this, Yan Zhi felt that he was going to be out of breath, his chest felt tight and he was about to vomit blood, his head was dizzy, his body was shaking and he was about to fall down, the burst of running, sprinting, and turning around while chasing and killing the German major general Killing eight German soldiers in an instant, his physical strength was completely exhausted, almost to the point of exhaustion.

Hearing Yan Zhi told him to kill the seven German soldiers lying on the ground, the silver-haired old man came back to his senses. His shotgun has killed countless prey, but he has never killed a person. You must know that killing people and killing animals are completely different things. Seeing seven German soldiers wailing in the blood all over the floor, his hands trembled, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Monroe saw Yan Zhi kneeling on the ground with pale face and crumbling, knowing that he was exhausted, so she quickly leaned against the wall to hide from the fallen German soldiers, walked to Yan Zhi's side, and supported him from behind.

This soldier, who claimed to be from an ancient oriental civilization, knelt on the ground like a statue and made her suddenly admire the civilized and ancient China.

The German soldier whose kneecap was broken by Yan Zhi's kick hugged his knee and rolled on the ground screaming.

He knew that his leg would be useless from now on, his kneecaps were all broken, and he was kicked into pieces by the Hades in front of him, which could never be repaired.

While rolling, he saw all his companions fell to the ground, some died tragically, some fainted, and some wailed loudly.

When he heard that the Allied officer who claimed to be the King of Hades asked the silver-haired old man to kill a few of his own people, he was even more panicked. The desire to survive made him grit his teeth and endure great pain, and shot at a rifle not far away. climb up.

He could see that the officer who claimed to be the King of Hades was kneeling on one knee, exhausted, and he could also see that the silver-haired old man was strong in appearance but did not dare to kill anyone. This was his best chance. As long as he got the gun, he could kill this Dongfang with one shot. The king of hell not only avenges himself, but also makes great contributions.

Yan Zhi watched the German soldier crawl towards a rifle, but he was helpless.At this moment, he was exhausted of strength, and he did not fall down. If he tried his best to kill the German soldier with a crippled leg, he might be so angry and bloody that he would vomit blood, suffer serious injuries and pass out.

But the silver-haired old man obviously hadn't killed anyone, and he was very old. Facing the blood everywhere, the dead and wounded German soldiers, he was already stunned and couldn't recover for a while.

Yan Zhi could only take a deep breath, hoping that he could recover a little physical strength as soon as possible, and kill all the German soldiers first to solve the immediate crisis, but due to too much consumption, his limbs were as weak as sponges and could not be controlled.

Yan Zhi's heart sank. Since time travel, he has never encountered such a crisis.

"Grandpa!" Seeing the crisis, Monroe shouted, "Don't let that German soldier get the gun."

But the silver-haired old man's hands trembled violently, and his lips turned white. Although he heard his granddaughter's reminder, his legs and hands couldn't be controlled, so he could only stand still and tremble.

Yan Zhi had experienced many battles, he could tell that the silver-haired old man had convulsions due to excessive nervousness and panic, like an athlete's cramp, and the silver-haired old man's face turned from pale to flushed, he might be a heart attack up.

Yan Zhi was cruel, and decided to put all his eggs in one basket when necessary, bit the tip of his tongue, and bled himself to ensure that when he forcibly killed the enemy, he would not pass out due to the blood churning.

The German soldier with shattered kneecaps gritted his teeth and crawled towards the rifle enduring great pain. Just as his finger was on the handle of the gun and his heart was ecstatic, a foot suddenly kicked over his fingertips. The rifle on the ground kicked away.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Monroe let go of Yan Zhi's hand, stood up and ran over, kicking away the rifle that the German soldier was about to grab.

Monroe knew that if the other party got the gun, both her grandfather and grandson and the officer from the ancient oriental civilization would die.

After kicking the rifle away, her back hurt, and she tried not to cry out. She leaned on the corner of the wall with her hands behind her, and looked at the German soldier who was staring at her with eyes full of hatred and gritted her teeth. Yan Zhi, pin her hopes on him.

Seeing that Monroe bravely kicked away the rifle that the German soldier was about to hold in the moment of crisis, Yan Zhi was overjoyed, but suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill coming from the left back of his heart, blowing up the hairs all over his body. At this moment, He knew that a sharp knife was coming towards his left back heart.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zhi could only let go of his right hand that was holding his knee to prevent him from falling down, and his body fell to the right, avoiding the vital point in the back of his heart, but the opponent's knife still penetrated into his left shoulder, piercing to the bone The pain came, and then the other party pulled out the knife, and then stabbed it towards his neck.

It turned out that the German soldier who was hit by Yan Zhi's elbow broke several sternums and was screaming on the ground in pain. Seeing an opportunity, he endured the pain and pulled out the bayonet from his waist. Come.

Although Yan Zhi moved his body to the right to avoid the vital point, he was still stabbed by the German soldier's bayonet on the shoulder.

The German devil hit a hit, overjoyed, he pulled out his bayonet, and chased Chaoyan to the throat. He naturally knew that if he couldn't kill the Eastern Hades, several people on his side would have to die.

Plasma spurted out from the wound on Yan Zhi's shoulder, and the blood was let out, which made Yan Zhi, who was on the verge of coma, wake up instantly.

Due to too much consumption, Yan Zhi's heart was extremely hypoxic, and he was almost suffocated by the backflow of fresh blood.

When the German devils pulled out the bayonet and wanted to make up the knife again, the plasma that was oppressing Yan Zhi's heart gushed out along the wound, allowing the pressure on his heart to be relieved.

The huge pain made Yan Zhi wake up instantly and reacted quickly. His whole body fell backwards, his left foot lifted, and with a "click", he broke the arm of the German soldier.

"what……"

Just as the German soldier screamed, Yan Zhi picked up the bayonet that he let go and dropped with his right hand, swung it out like lightning, and stuck it in the man who was furious because Monroe kicked his rifle away, gritted his teeth, and hugged Monroe's leg. on the necks of German soldiers.

Yan Zhi was half lying on the ground, and kicked sideways with his right leg, which cleanly hit the temple of the German devil who seriously injured his left shoulder.

"Clap!"

While the German soldier's skull was kicked into pieces, his neck bones were also broken by the powerful kick. His two eyeballs were filled with blood and protruded from the eye sockets.

Blood spewed out from the wound, which reduced the pain of Yan Zhi's wound and at the same time allowed him to condense a little vitality.

Yan Zhi stood up staggeringly, drew out his pistol, and shot every German soldier in the head. He knew that he was carrying it all with this breath. Once the breath was released, it would be difficult for him to stand up again. , so he wants to kill the killer and shoot all these German soldiers to prevent future troubles.

(End of this chapter)