my battlefield my company

Chapter 310 The fear of the rest of the life after the catastrophe

Yan Zhi specially ran towards the place where there were many German soldiers, and he was able to retract and release freely while running, constantly grabbing the German soldiers and throwing them at Major General Jeron Richardson who was chasing after him.

Major General Jeron Richardson would not refuse anyone, and with a big axe, he hacked the soldiers thrown by Yan Zhi to a bloody mess.

His eyes seemed to be able to spurt anger, and his hatred for Yan Zhi had reached its peak.

There are only bones left in one arm, and there are not many muscles left in the other leg. Only the leg bones are left to support the huge body and run like flying.

Seeing that Major General Jaron Richardson killed even his own people, the German soldiers who did not die first began to panic. Even the dead soldiers had fear in their stiff, empty eyes.

In the beginning, there were many German soldiers chasing and blocking Yan Zhi, but now they saw Yan Zhi as if they were snakes and scorpions, and when they saw him running towards him, they all ran away.

But Yan Zhi was running too fast, and the German soldiers couldn’t dodge it if they wanted to, so a funny scene appeared on the battlefield. The German soldiers saw Yan Zhi running from a distance, and they ran around like a mouse seeing a cat. , and some German soldiers who did not die in the battle directly dropped their guns and surrendered to the Allies to avoid being caught by Yan Zhi.

Surrendering to the allied forces at this time, there is still a way of life, if caught by Yan Zhi, there is only one way to die, but trying not to be caught by Yan Zhi is simply as difficult as going to heaven, because there is no one Yan Zhi wants to catch able to escape.

When all the German soldiers saw Yan Zhi running towards them, they ran away as if seeing a plague god. What was even more frightening was that Yan Zhi, who was like a plague god, was followed by a real plague god—Major General Jalan Richardson.

Major General Jaron Richardson was holding a big axe and kept splitting his own people into two pieces, smashing them into a pulp. His anger was about to ignite the air around him, and his body was filled with a vigor of violence visible to the naked eye. He smashed people, chopped them when he saw them, passed by a burning tank, swung his big axe, and directly smashed the barrel of the tank pointing upwards, and kicked it out, deforming the tracks of the tank.

Major General Jaron Richardson's big ax is so brutal and overbearing.

Seeing Yan Zhi rushing over, the more than 200 dead soldiers who surrounded the independent company instantly scattered like birds and beasts, and fled in all directions.

Seeing the German soldiers panicking one by one, avoiding themselves like snakes and scorpions, Yan Zhi secretly laughed, wanting to run away to avoid me?Hey, it's not that easy.

As a result, there was a scene of praying mantises catching cicadas and orioles behind them on the battlefield. German soldiers were hiding everywhere, Yan Zhi was catching people everywhere, and Major General Jaron Richardson was chasing after him, killing wildly with his big axe.

Those living German soldiers feel that it is a wise choice to surrender to the Allies as soon as possible, and being with the Allies is the safest for now.

Seeing the enemy fleeing in all directions in an instant, the soldiers of the independent company had a chance to breathe. They put up a defensive formation, stepped back, gasped for breath, and checked their wounds.

Just now, I was besieged by four or five times as many dead soldiers as myself. Every soldier of the independent company was injured. Almost everyone's military uniform was stained red with blood. Several seriously injured soldiers fell to the ground, gritting their teeth Without groaning, he reluctantly accepted the simple bandages from his brothers.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and the appearance of the independent company and Yan Zhi directly becomes the winner of the war.

Now, all the German troops had no interest in fighting and surrendered one after another. Only the dead soldiers avoided Yan Zhi and continued to attack the Allied forces.

The Allied forces also gradually found a way to deal with the dead soldiers. They each unloaded their magazines, turned their gun heads, waited for an opportunity to avoid the long knives, and bombarded the head of the dead soldiers with the butt of their guns in a close-fitting tactic. The foreign object was smashed out.

Suddenly, the big ax in Major General Jaron Richardson's hand came out, like a spinning killing machine, glowing with blood-red light, whizzing towards Yanzhi.

This bloody big ax weighs hundreds of catties, and with the force of Major General Jaron Richardson throwing it, it must have a force of at least several thousand catties. The momentum is extremely astonishing. If the big ax or the handle of the ax touches it, the flesh will be torn apart immediately.

Yan Zhi heard the whistling sound of the big ax turning behind him, he stopped suddenly while running, turned 180 degrees, faced Major General Jaron Richardson, and rushed towards the big ax.

Standing in the temporary command post, Major General William C. Leigh and others with binoculars were shocked when they saw this. Is Yan Zhi looking for death?He ran towards the big ax unexpectedly.

Yan Zhi's timely appearance saved the lives of many allied soldiers. When they saw Yan Zhi not only dodging the bloody ax but rushing towards it, they couldn't help sweating for him, and some even screamed loudly.

The big ax spun and cut towards Yan Zhi.

While running, Yan Zhi suddenly jumped up high, and stepped on the rotating ax with one foot, his whole body rose more than ten meters high like a horse stepping on a flying swallow. He volleyed down and thrust towards the top of Major General Jaron Richardson's head.

Major General Jeron Richardson still pulled a sinister grin from the corner of his completely stiff mouth. He turned his palms up and headed towards the top of his head. At the same time, the bloody ax also turned back and struck at Yan Zhi who was falling in the air. .

"when!"

When the bayonet stabbed the palm of Major General Jayran Richardson, amidst the sound of metal clashing violently, Yan Zhi's Nepalese scimitar suddenly appeared mysteriously, shining with a strange light, as fast as lightning. Major General Desen had a cut around his neck.

This time there was no sound of metal clashing, but the sound of sharp blades cutting skin.

In an instant, a head of Major General Jaron Richardson left his neck, and his headless body stood still like a sculpture, holding a bayonet in both hands, in a strange shape!
"puff!"

The bloody ax that flew back spun backwards slammed into the abdomen of Major General Jeron Richardson, cut him in half, and his upper and lower limbs fell to the ground, becoming fragmented and flying around.

Yan Zhiren was in the air, with his legs suspended in the air and kicked in a row, smashing the head of Major General Jaron Richardson. A slimy soft monster like a big octopus suddenly pulled out huge wings from its abdomen in the air, waving Then, fly to the northwest.

Yan Zhi's Nepalese scimitar flew out again. Under the sunlight, it shone with a strange light. It came last and came first, splitting the octopus-like soft monster flying in the air. Seeing the sunlight shrinking rapidly, Just a few blinks later, it shrunk into a ball, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stayed still. After a few seconds, it turned into a pool of black water and soaked in the soil.

Just after the black octopus-like foreign body in the head of Major General Jaron Richardson was killed by Yan Zhi, the dead soldiers on the entire battlefield stopped attacking at the same time as if they were cursed, and shook their bodies drunk , and then fell to the ground one after another, and a dark, viscous liquid flowed out from the seven orifices.

All the surviving Allied soldiers stood there stunned by the strange scene in front of them. Most of them felt like they had survived the catastrophe. Many soldiers squatted on the ground with their legs limp, and some soldiers burst into tears to vent their hearts. Some soldiers gasped for breath and were glad that they were still alive and gasping for breath.

And Yan Zhi looked at all his wounded soldiers, his eyes were painful and complicated, and his heart was full of fear and uneasiness
(End of this chapter)