Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 112: Still coming? Is it never going to end?

Zhao Pengfei used all his strength to lift the stone.

But because of excessive blood loss, his body was dizzy.

Even the things in front of me are full of double images.

He didn't hesitate any longer, but smashed down hard on the head of the figure in the middle.

But Gerald had been a mercenary for so many years, so his reaction was very quick.

As he rolled sideways to the side, he kicked Zhao Pengfei's calf.

Zhao Pengfei's legs were already weak, and he was suddenly kicked.

He immediately lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.

He almost hit his head on a rock.

"Oh shit!"

Gerald got up from the ground angrily and pulled out the branch that was stuck in his eye.

As blood gushed out, he was in excruciating pain and stomped his feet on the spot, shouting "Fuck!"

After playing with eagles all my life, I got my eyes pecked?

This guy has been pretending to be unconscious, just to get hit at the critical moment!

Without an eye, his future career as a mercenary might be over.

Who the hell would hire a one-eyed guy to be their thug?

"Sour radish bichi!"

Geraint cursed the national treasure of his hometown.

He raised the submachine gun in his arms and prepared to kill Zhao Pengfei.

He didn't dare to keep this guy around who was as dormant as a poisonous snake.

This time it was a branch that pierced his eyes, next time it might be a knife that pierced his throat!

Therefore, he must die!

Just as Gerald pointed the gun at Zhao Pengfei and was about to pull the trigger.

A figure, like a cannonball, came crashing towards him with lightning speed.

The force of this impact was like a high-speed dump truck.

Gerald was knocked four or five meters away, and his back hit a tree hard, causing him so much pain that it felt like his spine was about to break.

On the other hand, Qin Feng's condition was not much better than this guy's. His shoulder was in so much pain that it seemed like it was about to break.

What the hell did this thing eat to grow up? Why is it so hard?

It felt like hitting a concrete wall.

But at this moment, Qin Feng did not run to help the squad leader up as he did in many stupid dramas, ask like a fool what happened, and then wait to be attacked.

Instead, he chose to rush forward and prepare to resolve the safety hazards first.

Gerald had thick skin and although he was hit, he was not seriously hurt.

Seeing that Qin Feng had already rushed forward, it was too late to raise the gun.

So he decisively drew a Gurkha knife from his waist and swung it hard at Qin Feng who was rushing towards him.

In close combat, cold weapons are always better than guns and more lethal!

If this blow hits, Qin Feng’s life will be taken immediately.

Qin Feng was shocked when he saw the cold light falling, but he thought of a countermeasure in an instant.

The Gurkha knife, also known as the dog-leg knife, is recognized in the world as the most mechanically compliant kukri.

Grab this thing like you're grabbing an axe.

The first blow will most likely be a heavy blow.

Qin Feng could have chosen to dodge, but he bent down and kicked the ground with his legs.

He pounced on the guy again like a cannonball, exposing his back.

Seeing Qin Feng being so reckless, Geraldt showed a ferocious smile on his face.

The dog-leg knife cut through the air and slashed fiercely towards Qin Feng's back.

The imagined bloody scene of chopping flesh and bones did not appear.

A clanging sound.

The knife actually hit the metal gun directly, causing Gerald's palm to go numb.

That’s right, Qin Feng threw the empty AK47 behind him a second ago, blocking the fatal blow.

But in fact, part of the blade still cut through his flesh, staining his back red.

Qin Feng ignored the pain, his eyes were fierce, and a cold light flashed in his hand.

A knife was stabbed directly at Gerald's heart, but it couldn't penetrate at all.

Grass!

Bulletproof vest!

It’s the kind with ceramic plates embedded in it!

The reason why Qin Feng took the risk to take the blow head-on was to get a chance to kill with one blow.

After all, this guy is tall and strong, and Qin Feng may not be able to defeat him head-on, so a sneak attack is the best way!

Turns out this bastard has no moral principles!

Couldn't you just wear Kevlar, the kind of body armor that a knife could pierce?

Don’t act like a scoundrel next time. According to the script, you should be killed by me with one knife!

boom!

Qin Feng was kicked and flew backwards.

The kick hurt so much that he burst into tears and almost vomited blood.

He huddled on the ground and failed twice in his attempts to stand up.

Qin Feng felt extremely regretful, wondering why he didn't cut his own throat just now!

But at this moment, Gerald did not come towards Qin Feng.

In his eyes, Qin Feng was just a clown who was hiding from others.

Those few attacks just now didn't pose any real threat to him at all.

In comparison, Gerald wanted to kill the guy who had poked out one of his eyes, causing him to be a one-eyed man in the future.

He wanted to cut off Zhao Pengfei's head and take it back to use as a urinal!

"Yan Country soldier, it's time for you to get on the road!"

Gerald took Zhao Pengfei aside and rested his head against a rock.

Looking at the coldly flashing dog-leg knife hanging high above his head, Zhao Pengfei closed his eyes in despair.

Right now, his body was so broken that he couldn't muster any strength at all, let alone break free.

call!

The cold light fell towards Zhao Pengfei's neck.

But the next second, Gerald felt a strong wind coming from the right.

Before he could react, his right cheek made deep and intimate contact with a metal kettle.

boom!

The huge impact caused his cheek to cave in and most of his teeth to break.

The whole person fell backwards with blood gushing out, and it seemed as if the earth trembled as he fell.

Almost as soon as his back touched the ground, a figure was already pressing on him.

A dagger as cold as ice was thrust into his throat.

Qin Feng used his body to hold the guy down and twisted the blade violently.

Blood gushed out from the wound, splashing more than a meter high like a fountain.

Hot blood splattered all over his body, and Qin Feng's appearance became extremely hideous and terrifying.

It looked like a demon emerging from a sea of ​​blood and corpses, or even more like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Qin Feng didn't let go of his hand until Gerald stopped struggling and until he saw him become a corpse with his own eyes.

He rushed to Zhao Pengfei and helped him to a slightly hidden bush nearby.

"Squad leader, squad leader, how are you?"

Zhao Pengfei, who was helped up by Qin Feng, had a pale face and no blood.

He was extremely weak and looked like a paper man.

He didn't say anything, but slowly lifted up his shirt.

Qin Feng was surprised to find that the squad leader had sprinkled hemostatic powder on the wound and wrapped it with a bandage.

It was thanks to this first aid measure that he was able to survive until now.

Scared me!

Qin Feng thought that the squad leader was just having a last burst of energy!

He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and prepared to call for help.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard again from the distant woods.

Qin Feng thought that rescue had arrived, and immediately stuck his head out in surprise.

But then, his face turned pale and his mood plummeted.

In the woods not far away, eight or nine militants, led by Shaka, were rushing towards this side at a rapid speed.

Qin Feng was immediately stunned: This is never going to end, is it? Damn!