my battlefield my company

Chapter 309
Major General Jaron Richardson slashed down from a high place with the force of thunder with his big axe, mixed with the whistling sound of the wind and the sparks generated when the axe rubbed against the air, the momentum was astonishing.

Comparing Yan Zhi's Nepalese machete to a big axe, it is like an egg to a stone, it is simply irresistible.

At the critical moment, Yan Zhi kicked his legs on the ground while running, flipping like a kite, and the blue sky and white sun flag drew a blue-white lightning, avoiding the thunderous blow of Major General Jaron Richardson.

"Crack! Boom!"

When the big ax fell to the ground, it just hit a corpse, smashing the ground into a big pit more than two meters deep. The bones and flesh were torn, and the flesh and blood were ground to a paste. It was mixed with the soil and collapsed everywhere.

Yan Zhi was in mid-air, and when he fell, he stepped on the head of a dead soldier chasing from behind, kicked his head into pieces, and kicked it suddenly with his strength, shooting out like a big bird like lightning. The Nepalese scimitar emitted a white light and swung it towards the neck of Major General Jeron Richardson.

After killing many dead soldiers, Yan Zhi understood that as long as he could chop off the head of Major General Jaron Richardson with a swing of a knife, and then kick his head like a ball, he would be able to get rid of those who hid in his mind and controlled his actions. The slug-like thing kicked out.

Major General Jaron Richardson seemed to have guessed that Yan Zhi would make such a move. He let go of the handle of the ax with his right hand. His body, which had just died not long ago, was still soft. He tilted his fist the size of a basin, facing the Yan Zhi's pounced figure slammed away, and at the same time, his mountain-like body turned slightly, dragging his left hand back, and pulled out the big ax that had been smashed into the mud. The ax was dripping with blood, making the big ax even more brutal.

"puff!"

The Nepalese scimitar cut into the palm of Major General Jeron Richardson, making the sound of cutting the skin, but when it touched the bone, there was a "dang" sound like hitting steel.

Yan Zhi felt a shock in his palm. The Nepalese scimitar, which was so sharp that it could cut through iron and bones, was unable to cut off the hand bones of Major General Jaron Richardson.

Yan Zhi was slightly startled. Major General Jaron Richardson was the strongest enemy he had encountered in his life since time travel, and even before time travel.

Yan Zhiyi followed his heart, twisted his wrist, and the Nepalese scimitar cut down the palm of Major General Jaron Richardson, cutting off all the muscles from the palm to the elbow, exposing the bones, which showed that Jay Major General Lang Richardson had not been dead for a long time, and his blood was not completely coagulated, but was flowing slightly.

Major General Jeron Richardson felt no pain when a large piece of flesh was cut off his arm. As soon as his fingertips touched the Nepalese scimitar, before he could grasp the scimitar with five fingers, he was killed by Yan Zhi Swinging down, he cut off the skin of half of his arm. He reacted extremely quickly in his rage, and smashed his fist forward, hitting Yan Zhi's head.

No matter who it is, as long as it is hit by this punch.

Yan Zhi was in the air, with his body leaning back slightly, avoiding the sharp punch of Major General Jayran Richardson. His face was aching from the wind of the punch, and his legs kicked Jayran Richardson with a "bang". In Major General Desen's chest, several ribs were broken with the sound of bones cracking.

But Yan Zhi felt as if he had kicked on a hill, and his legs hurt.

Yan Zhi didn't take advantage of the situation to chase after the first move, and immediately used his strength to kick, flipping backwards more than ten meters away like a big bird. As soon as he landed, the Nepalese scimitar in his hand drew a circle and cut The heads of five dead German soldiers were smashed. Before they had time to kick a few times, they could only feel the ground trembling around them, and the sound of a sharp knife tearing the air above their heads. Major General Jaron Richardson had already chased him like a maggot , the blood-stained ax continued to slash down in the air domineeringly.

In a flash of lightning, Yan Zhi casually picked up a German soldier who was yelling in fright, waved his hand and threw it at Major General Jeron Richardson. Major General Ron Richardson's left calf swung away, trying to dislodge it.

The fresh German soldier was screaming in fright before Yan Zhi grabbed it and threw it backwards. He saw a shining big ax coming towards him in the air, and knew he was going to die, so he was so scared that he wet his urine Pants, screaming loudly.

Major General Jeron Richardson didn't even look at whether it was his own soldiers or the allied forces flying in front of him. After he slashed with an ax and let out a heart-piercing scream, the living German soldier was like a balloon , was smashed by the extremely violent ax and made a "bang" sound when the balloon burst.

Blood spattered everywhere, it was too horrible to look at!

"when!"

Yan Zhi's Nepalese scimitar seemed to have been cut on the steel bar. His palms were numb due to the shock. leg bones.

This scene instantly turned into horror.

The white leg bones of Major General Jaron Richardson were as hard as steel bars, and even a Nepalese machete could not break them.

Yan Zhi was secretly startled, he didn't expect that after the death of this major general, he would become a terror-like existence.

Major General Jaron Richardson couldn't feel any pain. His face was expressionless, his eyes were full of hatred, and his left leg kicked towards Yan Zhi, which turned into a white light in the sun.

Yan Zhi knelt on one knee, turned his body slightly backwards, avoided the calf kicked forward by Major General Jayran Richardson, swung the Nepalese machete again, and knocked Major General Jaran Richardson's left thigh The muscles on the back were neatly cut off, exposing the white bones.

Yan Zhi didn't dare to wrestle with Major General Jeron Richardson for too long. With one move, his body turned forward and shot out like a sharp arrow. He was in the air, raised his left knee, and hit the ground hard. A dead soldier's chin fell to the ground and died completely.

Hearing the sharp blade piercing the air behind him, Yan Zhi didn't turn his head back. He reached out to grab the long knife that fell from the dead soldier from the air, and swung it backwards. The big ax that came after him and fell down.

Yan Zhi's arm was sore, as if burned by fire. With a light hand, the long knife was broken in two by the big axe. He also swung the knife backwards, and his whole body floated forward three feet, which was unbearable. Another sharp blow from the big ax was avoided.

Major General Jaron Richardson was like a never-tiring killing machine. Yan Zhi avoided several axes in a row, but only smashed a few deep pits two or three meters wide on the ground, and several dead soldiers had no time to dodge. After being smashed into a pulp by a big axe, only a few bare heads were left crawling and rolling on the ground. Pairs of dead gray eyes looked at the major general, showing fear.

A head stared panic-stricken eyes, in order to avoid Major General Jaron Richardson, the head opened its mouth, trying to crawl away with its teeth, but Major General Jaron Richardson stepped forward and kicked The ground was crushed, and the black slug-like thing crawled out of the head after being hit. When it saw the sun, it shrank and died immediately.

Yan Zhi was in the air and saw more and more dead soldiers besieging the independent company. They wielded long knives in their hands and gained the upper hand in terms of weapons.

On the battlefield, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous.

The brothers of the independent company used Nepalese scimitars and bayonets to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, but at the beginning they had the upper hand.

But when there are more and more dead soldiers on the other side and the crowd becomes denser, close combat will become more dangerous. More than 50 Chinese soldiers are surrounded by two to three hundred dead soldiers.

Although the Chinese soldiers bravely moved forward, rushing from left to right, but they have not been rested since the fierce battle last night, and they are already very tired. If the soldiers did not work together to support and protect each other, they might have been killed by several times their dead soldiers They broke the formation.

You have to kill the dead soldiers who besiege your brothers first.

Yan Zhi ran in the direction of the independent company, turned around, avoided a dead soldier's long knife, reached out to grab his collar, and threw it backwards at Major General Jaron Richardson who was chasing him .

Major General Jeron Richardson, who followed closely behind Yan Zhi, struck out with his axe. He could not tolerate anyone blocking his way of chasing the enemy, not even his own soldiers.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, mixed with the sound of bones breaking and skin being blown into flesh. The dead soldier was split in half by Major General Jaron Richardson's big axe, and his skull was completely shattered. It was very bloody.

This is really killing two birds with one stone!Borrowing a knife to kill someone!
Yan Zhi ran to the brothers of the independent company, and while running, he kept reaching out to grab the German soldiers and threw them to Major General Jeron Richardson behind him to stop his pursuit.

Major General Jeron Richardson would not refuse anyone, and wielding a big axe, he either split the soldiers thrown by Yan Zhi into two pieces, or smashed them into flesh with the back of the axe.

It seems that the IQ of Major General Dead Corpse is like this!
Yan Zhi settled down.

Although Major General Jaron Richardson has a giant body, he only has the intelligence of a child. He looks like he is running like flying, strong like a giant, and capable of pulling mountains. It is very frightening, but it is not difficult to deal with.

On the battlefield, not only force is needed to determine the outcome, but also intelligence.

(End of this chapter)