Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

At this time, they began to hesitate.

How should we deal with this murderer who shot and killed 32 rice army soldiers in a row?

Qiao Lin, who had no bullets, was no longer a threat in the eyes of the opponent.

As for the dagger in his hand, it was completely ignored.

It's just a dagger, each of them has it.

The distance was less than ten meters, and if one wanted to kill him, hundreds of machine guns would be able to smash him into a sieve.

But if such a person can be captured alive, it should be no small credit.

The two sides just stood facing each other, one was hesitating, the other was fearless.

In the blink of an eye, Qiao Lin suddenly made a move that was beyond everyone's expectations.

He didn't choose to run away or surrender. Instead, holding a dagger, he rushed straight towards Mi Jun.

That resolute posture made all the rice army soldiers think of a kind of person in unison.

Those volunteers who dared to rush into the rice army camp with explosives on the battlefield and died with them.

They haven't seen such a scene with their own eyes, but they have heard many similar rumors.

On the peninsula battlefield, soldiers of the Volunteer Army often do this kind of thing in a disadvantaged situation.

Therefore, in private, soldiers of the Mi Army also refer to volunteer soldiers as "crazy lunatics who don't want to die."

At the moment, this person also seems to be a lunatic.

Unfortunately, he didn't have any explosives in his hand, only a dagger.

"storp..."

Warriors can always make people instinctively respect. A soldier of the Mi Army asked Qiao Lin to stop, but before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck.

Then he saw that the scenery in front of him changed, from looking up to looking up, and he fell straight down.

Qiao Lin's speed suddenly increased, and he rushed directly into the enemy's line with the dagger behind his back, cutting off the neck of a rice soldier in one encounter.

His footsteps did not stop at all, and he continued to rush in.

The dagger flew up and down, as flexible as a part of his body.

Wherever he went, the soldiers of the rice army were either smeared on the neck or pierced through the heart.

In a line about 50 meters long, Qiao Lin rushed from the head to the end of the line in less than ten seconds, and a lot of corpses fell along the way.

Qiao Lin, who had already rushed out, did not leave, turned around and launched another attack.

"disperse!"

The commander of this force shouted anxiously, telling the troops to disperse.

The lunatic rushed into their ranks and was constantly harvesting the lives of the soldiers. Shooting in such a close distance was tantamount to suicide.

In this way, Qiao Lin, who was alone, gained the upper hand.

The soldiers backed away hastily, wanting to distance themselves so they could fire.

But Qiao Lin didn't give them this chance. Under the state of full strength, his speed has surpassed the reaction of these rice soldiers.

They didn't even have time to feel Qiao Lin's arrival, and their lives were taken away by the dagger.

There are more and more corpses on the ground, and fewer and fewer people standing.

After sprinting back and forth a few times, Qiao Lin stopped, raised his left arm, and rubbed his face with his sleeve.

His speed was so fast that the snowflakes that fell on his face would not have time to melt before they would be covered by the newly fallen snowflakes, gradually forming an ice shell like a mask.

After regaining his sight, Qiao Lin grinned and looked calmly at the remaining 20 or so rice army soldiers.

On their faces, there is something called fear.

Chapter 260 One Person Wipes Out the Enemy Army

In a fully formed company, there are only a dozen or so people left.

This kind of thing is not new on the battlefield.

In a large-scale charge and counter-charge, it is normal for a regiment of thousands of people to die in just a few minutes.

But if there is only one opponent, then this is too abnormal.

The remaining [-] or so soldiers of the Mi Army who were so abnormal didn't understand why all of a sudden, there were only this few people left.

too fast!

This was the first reaction of the rice army soldiers.

So brutal!

This is the second reaction of the rice army soldiers.

When they realized that more than four-fifths of their troops had been killed by the man in front of them.

Just saw that smiling face.

That smile is terrifying!

Their hearts seemed to be pinched by a powerful hand, and the painful whole heart began to contract violently.

The feeling of fear only came to the fore at this time.

Escaping became their only thought.

Too bad it's too late.

"Come again!"

Qiao Lin suddenly yelled and threw the dagger out of his hand.

Like a sharp silver arrow, the dagger flew straight towards a rice soldier.

The moment the dagger flew out, Qiao Lin also moved.

He kicked back with his right foot, and his whole body turned into a sharp arrow, chasing the dagger and rushing up.

The white cloth sheet on his body made a "huhu" sound.

The rice soldier watched helplessly as the dagger and the figure behind the dagger came towards him.

His remaining consciousness told him to dodge, but the speed of his brain's transmission of orders was still too slow.

Before his body could move, the dagger plunged into his throat.

The speed of the dagger was not affected, and it continued to stab at Ri, until it reached the end.

The point of the knife was already protruding from the back of his neck, but the force hadn't gone away.

In a mechanical and brutal way, the handle of the knife tore a hole in his neck and went straight through.

Qiao Lin, who was catching up, brought a gust of wind beside him. He only felt a gust of wind blowing over his cheek, and then he couldn't feel anything.

Qiao Lin jumped forward and grabbed the dagger that was still flying forward.

The next moment, the dagger pierced the heart of a rice soldier.

The next moment, the dagger broke the neck of another rice soldier.

Qiao Lin was like a butterfly flying among the flowers, constantly flapping his wings, flying towards the flower he was interested in.

The difference is that after the butterfly flies away, there will still be a beautiful flower there, but after Qiao Lin leaves, there will only be one more corpse on the ground.

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were killed by his knife.

The speed of this kind of killing, let alone the soldiers of the Mi Army present, had never seen it, or even heard of it.

When they realized that their opponent's speed would no longer give them a chance to escape, they unexpectedly calmed down.

Since you can't escape, let's fight for a way out.

A dagger was put on the barrel of the gun, and the remaining ten rice army soldiers raised their bayonet-mounted guns and stabbed towards Qiao Lin.

As soon as he raised his hand, he felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes. The three rice soldiers in the front were shocked to find that the daggers they put on the barrels of their guns had been cut off.

When he was surprised by the material of the dagger used by the opponent, Qiao Lin moved his hand again.

Like fishing and casting a net, Qiao Lin's upper body leaned slightly, and the dagger held backward drew a semicircular arc in front of him.

Then, three human heads fell down before they could close their eyes.

It bounced a bit when it landed on the snow, and then rolled a few times in different directions.

After the three headless corpses fell, four more daggers stabbed them.

At this moment, Qiao Lin had no time to stop and block, so he took advantage of the momentum and threw himself forward, lying on the ground, narrowly dodging the stabbing dagger.

At the same time, the dagger in his hand also rotated in a circle, from a reverse grip to a full grip, and drew a semicircle forward again.

The four rice army soldiers who were standing suddenly felt their bodies lose their center of gravity, and began to lean forward, and then fell to the ground one after another.

What is horrifying is that there are still eight severed legs standing on the ground.

Before the four rice army soldiers who had lost their legs could feel the pain, Qiao Lin, who was under their pressure, suddenly turned over and sat up, and cut their throats one by one.

There are only three rice soldiers left.

Without hesitation, they stabbed the dagger at the muzzle of Qiao Lin.

Qiao Lin, who was sitting on the ground, had no room to hide.

At a critical moment, he grabbed a corpse on the ground and blocked it in front of him.

The three daggers pierced the corpse mercilessly.

Qiao Lin kicked his feet on the ground, and he slid backwards, retreating out of the enemy's attack range.

The remaining three rice army soldiers drew their daggers and prepared to shoot.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Lin leaned over like a ghost again, not giving them a chance to shoot at all.

He stabbed forward with the knife, inserted through the gap between the two ribs, and pierced the heart.

After pulling it out, he waved his backhand with strength, and another human head rolled down.