Chapter 21 War Experts

Both of them pushed the saber in their hands toward each other's chest, and they grabbed each other's hand holding the saber tightly. The two of them were like two angry Spanish bulls, colliding hard.

As soon as Zhan Xiage grabbed the other person's left hand, he screamed in his heart. What he was holding was a person's wrist. He simply grabbed the claws of an adult male bear! Competing with an adult male bear who is thirty points taller than him and whose physical importance is more than thirty centimeters taller than him is his biggest mistake!

Both sides leaned forward like this, bulging their eyes larger than the table tennis ball, and gritting their teeth and staring at each other hard. They twisted their wrists desperately to get rid of each other's tangle. They were like two children who were angry and angry but didn't know how to make each other hurt a little more, and stood on the ground and fought with every point of their strength.

I felt that bursts of explosive power came from the other person's wrist, and felt that the five fingers of his left hand began to tremble, and that the air and pain that came from his chest was about to explode. Zhan Xiage only felt that his mouth was full of bitter and astringent smell.

The mercenary captain's eyes were full of disbelief. This Chinese soldier, who was much shorter than him and much thinner than him, could actually fight to the point of fighting for strength! The other party was still alone, it was purely a camel with unfathomable physical strength!

Zhan Xiage suddenly bounced his right leg hard. In an impossible situation, he made a nearly perfect high-support kick to the mercenary captain's chin. The thick and hard heels of the mercenary boots, which were stained with ice chips, hit the mercenary captain's chin, making a loud "pop". The mercenary captain couldn't help but let out a miserable hum, and was kicked by Zhan Xiage for two or three steps in a row.

This time, Zhan Xiage bounced up from the smallest angle and raised the high support kick that was raised above the top, and immediately transformed into the most fierce high kick in karate. He threw it hard on the chest of the mercenary captain whose body had lost balance. The mercenary captain subconsciously stretched out his right hand to block it. Facing the full-strength attack of Zhan Xiage, who had obtained the third stage of karate black belt and was proficient in Chinese martial arts, Muay Thai, judo and even wrestling, his right hand heated up, and even the m9 multi-functional saber was kicked away by Zhan Xiage's leg! Taking advantage of the fact that the mercenary captain's body had completely lost balance, Zhan Xiage was like a cheetah attacking, carrying his tiger-tooth fighting saber that had stabbed six enemies to death on the battlefield, and rushed forward like lightning.

"puff……"

The mercenary captain who was staggering and retreating opened his mouth, a large tent was hot and sweet, and the saliva mixed with blood was sprayed on Zhan Xiage. No matter how strict military training Zhan Xiage had received and no matter how strong the willpower was, in the face of such an unexpected attack, he still couldn't help but stagnate all over his body. In this case, the mercenary captain simply leaned back, bounced his right leg before he fell down on his own initiative, kicked Zhan Xiage's chest hard.

The War Heroes, who are not on the same tonnage as the mercenary captain, was kicked backwards by him three or four meters away.

As soon as the mercenary captain hit the ground, he immediately rolled back and left the distance between Zhan Xiage to more than 12 meters. He half-kneeled on the ground and quickly pulled out a m11 general nine-mm caliber pistol from the gun box on his legs. He had just raised the m11 pistol, and before he could aim at Zhan Xiage, he saw a red and white light hitting him hard at lightning speed.

"when!"

The mercenary captain felt that his palms were hot, and the m11 self-defense pistol in his hand was knocked eight or nine meters away by the tiger-tooth fighting sword that Zhan Xiage had thrown over with all his strength.

The two enemies who were more than twelve years apart, but they were both the best soldiers slowly stood up. The mercenary captain took a look at his right hand that was thrown by Zhan Xiage and smashed his right hand, "Good skills! The moves you just now are not something you should use on the battlefield!"

"Because I met you!" Zhan Xiage stared at the mercenary captain, gently turned his wrist that had been sore because of excessive force, and said sincerely: "In that case, no matter how hard I try to support it, you will pierce the chest with a saber in the final ending. I might as well take a risk!"

The two enemies who had just fought to the death are now looking at each other foolishly across a distance of twelve meters. Although the mercenary captain made an attack that combined boxing and military and police fighting fists, Zhan Xiage also made a "cat step" that combines attack and defense in karate, they looked up and down at the opponent's overly strong body, and the bodyguards on the chest that were covered with super strong defense. When one punched, the fingers would be hurt. Both of them thought of the same question in a discouraged manner: "I'm afraid that it's not something that can be done by thirty or fifty punches?"

The two suddenly rushed towards the weapon closest to them. They used neat movements that seemed to have been rehearsed hundreds of times, and they rushed down and rolled up together and reached out to grab the weapons on the ground. The mercenary captain picked up an Amsko mgl40mm grenade launcher that had just mass-produced and equipped with the South African army in 2003. He was already taller and stronger than Zhan Xiage. Even if he had richer practical experience than Zhan Xiage, his movements of grasping the Amsko mgl40mm grenade with a capacity of six rounds was a beat slower than Zhan Xiage's movements of picking up weapons from the ground. It took a considerable time to pick up this heavy weapon and aim. The mercenary captain shouted in his heart: "Fuck, I'm dead now!"

However, when the mercenary captain raised the Amster mgl40mm grenade launcher in his hand, Zhan Xiage had just carried a stinger-style individual-guided ground-to-air missile launcher that was closest to him and refilled ammunition on his shoulders. Looking at the heavy weapon that could definitely send him back to his hometown, the mercenary captain and Zhan Xiage were stunned again.

The distance between the two people is only twelve meters. Even if they are professional soldiers with rich practical experience, the moment they pull the weapon launch button on their body, they want to avoid the grenades fired by the other party, or simply use the stinger missiles used as rocket launchers, which is purely a dream!

The two of them were half kneeling there, staring at their little eyes. Although Zhan Xiage was desperate when they arrived on the battlefield, they were burning their own lives when they tried to do it, but no one was really tired of living. His fingers were placed on the stinging air single-soldier guided missile launch button, but at this critical moment, Yajie'er's gentle smile, Zhan Xinghua's majestic and loving advice, Ouyang Zhuo, Feng Zhicheng, Huang Zhipeng... The voice and smile of this big fox friend kept turning in front of him like a sudden look. For a moment, Zhan Xiage seemed to have experienced his own life again. The ups and downs of all kinds of ups and downs flowed in his heart. Looking at the mercenary captain who was sweating like him, holding heavy weapons but not daring to fire, Zhan Xiage was really crazy!

A look of despair suddenly rose on the face of the mercenary captain, because the War Heroes who were half kneeling in front of him were less than 12 meters away, all kinds of emotions flashed quickly in his eyes, including confusion, gentleness, reluctance, and even as naughty as a child. But in the end, it slowly became cold and cold!

That was the death of finally making up his mind to take the enemy to die!

Suddenly, a series of bullets shot to the side of Zhan Xiage and the mercenary captain, and a fine snowflake exploded. Zhan Xiage and the mercenary captain put down the weapons in their hands together and rolled forward. They grabbed the bodies of the heavy weapons and kept rolling on the ground, making various simple, complex, difficult, and shocking military dodge movements. From a distance, the mercenary captain's body was like a male bear carrying itself into a ball and rolling down the hillside, but it had a sense of flexibility in the absolute conflict between vision and reality.

It is based on this visual and actual difference that the mercenary captain avoided waves of volleys after wave.

However, Zhan Xia Ge made it feel like he could only jump when sniping, and occasionally he could make various rubber balls that violated the conclusions of physics. Anyone who picked up an automatic rifle and swept at him would be as big as a fight, because Zhan Xia Ge seemed to be able to guess their thoughts. Every sudden dodge movement made by his body was beyond their expectations. The fake movement would appear every second, which made them even more tired and rushing around.

Suddenly, the two of them shouted loudly, supported the ground with their hands, and jumped into an ice ditch. Before they could breathe, they suddenly found that the enemy who was still fighting with them was less than five meters away in front of them. The two of them knelt half in the ice ditch and carried the weapons in their hands.

The bullet rain fell on top of their heads and half of the ice chips and snowflakes were stirred up. A light snow fell between the two of them. The snowflakes kept floating on their faces. The sweat as big as beans mixed with the melted snow water, rolling down from the foreheads of the two of them desperately.

"Hey," the mercenary captain spoke, "If we still want to survive now, we should cooperate with each other. Even if we still have to kill and fight, we should at least take away the bad guys who sneak attacked and disrupted the situation. If an outstanding soldier like you and me dies at the hands of a few fish in the end, he will not be willing to die!"

Looking at Zhan Xiage's unmoved expression, the mercenary captain said helplessly: "I am just a mercenary who takes people's money and eliminates disasters. The task of our army is to use air defense firepower to suppress your air force. I promise you that although I have killed many people, I have not yet been stained with the blood of a Chinese. In fact, now I have truly understood what a Chinese soldier is. I am sure that even if someone gives me ten times the reward in the future, I will never run to China's territory again! We make a lot of money, but I will never hope to run to a country full of killing machines and combat madmen to get benefits!"

"Aren't you all in the same group?" Zhan Xiage still pointed the stinger-style individual guided missile firmly at the mercenary captain. A professional soldier who has been strictly trained like him, as long as the other party pulls the trigger of the weapon, even if he can blow his head up as soon as he is trained, he has already possessed a biological instinct body and can still pull the trigger!

"What kind of gang!" The mercenary captain spat out a saliva and shouted: "Bah! I have never seen such a stingy guy. With such a demeanor, I still want to split other people's territory, with such a play, I dare to call myself a terrorist, and I still want to set up a country? Seeing that my mercenary group can no longer continue to complete the task of suppressing the Chinese Air Force, those stingy guys actually killed me in order to save the millions of dollars of employment they owe me! I guess in their hearts, it is impossible to kill me and you, and then announce to the mercenary world that I am dying with you. It is natural that saving millions of dollars in rewards is the best choice!"

Zhan Xiage couldn't help but widen his eyes. He had heard of the rebellion in the nest, but he didn't expect that the terrorists of the "Killer Organization" used such pure and direct rebellion in the nest before they had completed their mission. This really opened his eyes. Compared with the Italian mafia, the old underworld, who acted ruthlessly but could spend a lot of money to maintain corresponding integrity, terrorist organizations, China's "Killer Organization" felt like a child who had not grown up at all, holding his own "treasure box", holding his own, stingy Balaji, fearing that others would get a share of the pie!

Even if you want a horse to run, but you want a horse to not eat grass, how can this be true in this world?!

Not just a top-notch international mercenary that is almost sky-high when you get a reward, what force can compete with the third five-star outstanding student in the history of the Fifth Special Forces?!

The other party just fired more than 100 bullets at them, but the gun was fatal and there was no false element. Zhan Xiage thought about it and slowly put down the stinging surface-to-air missile launcher carried on his shoulders. The mercenary captain who was a few meters away let out a deep breath and immediately expressed his sincerity to put down the Amsko mgl40mm grenade launcher in his hand.

Feeling the sharp decline of murderous aura on the other party, Zhan Xiage and the mercenary captain breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and reached out to wipe off the sweat from their foreheads, but their left hand was slightly raised, and then put it on the weapon in their arms like an electric shock, looking at the other party vigilantly.

Those who have never experienced the battle between life and death of masters who are equal to each other on the battlefield will not understand the terrible psychological and physiological pressure they put on the other side! Faced with this professional master who is infinitely close to his own strength and has reached the same level, all the military techniques that he thinks he must kill with one blow is like hitting a cold wall and being bounced silently. No matter how he dodges or tries, he has tried all his strength, but the opponent's attack is always like the scythe of the god of death, chasing him tightly, and if he relaxes a little, he will die on the spot.

In this duel between masters, where life and death are determined by the momentary battle, the heart contracts violently and the feeling of powerlessness that can't hit the opponent with all its strength, is a huge blow to the over-inflated confidence of every professional soldier. But at the same time, this is a necessary step for professional soldiers to get rid of the combat power of bottles, climb up again to reach a new height, and open another door!

At this moment, Zhan Xiage and the mercenary captain both had a mentality of being both careful, respectful and hostile to each other. They were like two thorns covered with spikes. Faced with strong pressure, they wanted to fight back to back, and they all understood that if they did not put away the spikes on their bodies, they would only make each other blood sting. But they did not dare to put away the spikes that protected themselves on their bodies at once. They could only relax, relax, and relax again in each other's temptation.

Listening to the sound of gunfire, Zhan Xiage and the mercenary captain knew that six Chinese Air Force bombers had dumped all the ammunition and bombs of the cannon and began to return. A group of elite terrorists who could kill "their own people" in order to save money were approaching them while shooting.

"Hey!" Zhan Xiage suddenly asked, "How many grenades are there in the grenade launcher in your hand?!"

The mercenary captain was not low, and he weighed the weight of the grenade launcher in his hand and replied: "There should be three more rounds!"

"In addition, we only have four shells in the poisonous surface-to-air missile on me!" Zhan Xiage leaned forward and listened carefully to the chaotic automatic rifle shooting and footsteps, saying, "And there are twelve to fifteen enemies we are going to deal with!"

When talking about the enemies they had to face together, the hostility between the two men was greatly reduced again. The mercenary captain simply took back the Amster mgl40mm grenade launcher in his hand. With the eyes and techniques of a professional expert, he took apart the grenade launcher and quickly checked the status of three forty-mm-caliber grenades. He said in a deep voice: "There are fourteen in total! Eight of them hold AK47, two hold M16, and two bastards, only carrying self-defense pistols, but they must not be allowed to get close. One of these two guys carries a grenade covered with steel balls. As long as he throws one in, you and I will be seriously injured even if you and I don't die. There is also another guy I clearly saw that his body was covered with TNT explosives, and it is definitely the bullshit human bomb that terrorists like to play with the most!"

Feeling Zhan Xiage looking at him with confusion, the mercenary captain smiled bitterly: "Those bastards who were killed have followed us from the beginning, and a few cold air came out of their eyes from time to time, which made our team members extremely unhappy! At first, I thought they wanted to follow us all the way, learn some special combat techniques and experience from us, and learn how we use limited weapons to fight air defense. Now I suddenly realized that these guys have already prepared to lose the remaining millions of commissions! And these fourteen of them are the people responsible for annihilation of our six mercenary groups that participated in the war in one fell swoop!"

"Haha, don't say that their preparations are really complete!" Zhan Xiage finally smiled, "Two of you six are to carry stinger-type surface-to-air missiles, and they have no combat power at all when fighting at close range. It means that they use fourteen people to hit you four, and they can accidentally kill you at least three of you when they open fire. And they are afraid that your mercenary team will be able to turn over, so they have specially prepared a grenade and a self-detonation soldier."

The mercenary captain rubbed his nose and shouted, "Fuck his sister!"

The mercenary captain suddenly widened his eyes because in such a short time, Zhan Xiage actually used a long shrapnel picked up from the ground to make a rough screwdriver and removed his stinging ground-to-air missile launcher. At this time, Zhan Xiage actually destroyed the only weapon in his hand! The mercenary captain even numb his tongue. He stuttered, "You...you...what are you doing?!"

"This is a stinger-type surface-to-air missile launcher, not a stinger-type rocket launcher!"

The Warrior singer used his feet and quickly installed the stinger-type surface-to-air missile launcher, which is known as the world's most cutting-edge and sophisticated. He said without raising his head: "I want to make a little modification to this launcher, so that at least when it is changed to a surface-to-ground missile, its hit accuracy and blasting power will be a little more powerful!"

The mercenary captain opened his mouth wide. If Zhan Xiage hadn't shown the combat level of a top-notch professional soldier on the battlefield, it would have been no joke now, and it would have been a time to turn the weapons in his hand into scrap iron. He really wanted to jump up and point at Zhan Xiage and scold him for bragging and even make drafts!

"The Stinger-style individual guided surface-to-air missile has appeared for so many years. No matter how advanced their technology is, it is no longer a secret for our country's military research department!" Zhan Xiage said lightly: "As a single weapon, its structure is actually very simple. After all, it means that the core guidance chip is more troublesome. Otherwise, I can make one by myself!"

The mercenary captain must admit that he was really smeared by the Chinese soldier in front of him, but he had to believe what a professional soldier who could disassemble the stinger-style ground-to-air guided missile like a toy, and did not know what he did, and quickly installed it!

This is the real weapon expert trained by China!

Zhan Xiage threw this modified stinger-type ground-to-ground missile launcher to the mercenary captain. He quickly drew a sketch on the ground and whispered: "There are fourteen enemies in total, divided into thirty-five degrees to encircle us. The two guys holding self-defense pistols in their hands but carrying weapons that will make you and me die without burial. Among them, those with attacking high-density soft anti-injury grenades should be at the forefront of the team. Before the battle situation was clear, he did not need to rush up to die, so he should be at the end of the team."

"The launcher of the mgl40mm grenade in your hand is semi-automatic, with a maximum theoretical maximum firing rate of sixty rounds per minute, but in actual combat, in my opinion, it is already a limit number for you to shoot twenty-five rounds per minute. In addition, you don't have enough ammunition, and each round must be aimed at the place where the most people are. I'll fire one in five seconds!" Zhan Xiage could really calm down and think in this environment where bullets fly across snow and ice chips, "The grenade used in the mgl40mm howitzer in your hand has obviously applied the ejection principle that Belgium PRB has explored for many years, and has added high and low pressure effects, which has increased at least thirty-five percentage points compared to the lethality and coverage density of ordinary grenades of the same caliber! Let me first set you to kill six terrorists with these three grenades and seriously injure two terrorists!"

The Warrior Singer stroked his finger and crossed eight of the dots representing fourteen terrorists in his sketch. He reached out and held his chin and swept away one of them on the ice, flipped over the little one and finally fell on his shoulder, and said, "At this time, the enemy has learned his lesson in facing your suppressed sub-heavy fire attack. It should be lying on the ground and let you use the stinger-type ground-to-ground individual guided rocket launcher that I modified. It is indeed a bit embarrassing for you. I will only set a target for you to eliminate one terrorist!"

The mercenary captain kept shouting for help in his heart. He kept wiping the cold sweat on his forehead because he found a fact that he had to admit although he was not convinced: if he was asked to lead a special combat force and let the Chinese soldier in front of him also take a unit of the same quantity and quality, and let them exchange fire freely, he would not have the chance to defeat such a special combat commander!

Now the mercenary captain's heart is filled with a big question mark, that is, how many fuckingly have the Chinese army trained such an absolutely perverted professional soldier as Zhan Xiage?!
Chapter completed!