The unprepared special forces soldier hit Qian Cheng hard in the face with his elbow, immediately tearing a bloody gash out of the corner of his eye. The blood flowed down, and the scene was ferocious, but the pain inspired his wildness even more.
Qian Cheng howled, desperately holding the special soldier, and biting wildly with his mouth. At this moment, he lost his human form and was completely controlled by the animal nature hidden deep in his body. There was only one thought in his brain.
:Kill this guy!
The special forces soldier raised his hand and threw Qian Cheng aside, knocked Yang Ganglie aside with the butt of his rifle, and slammed into Deng Xiaoman with his freed right leg.
With a "pop" sound, a stream of blood spurted out from Deng Xiaoman's mouth and he lay on his back. However, an extremely restless roar came from his throat, and he jumped up regardless of the pain.
The special forces soldier stood up with three punches and two kicks to clear the siege. He saw the bloody flesh on his two thighs, felt the sharp pain in his shoulders, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Three crazy guys can't stop a special forces soldier. They are vulnerable in front of the special forces soldiers.
"I'm going to kill you!" Qian Cheng roared and jumped towards the special forces again.
The special forces soldier turned around sharply, with a stern look in his eyes, and kicked Qian Cheng in the abdomen.
With a muffled "bang" sound, the soles of his boots collided heavily with his body, and Qian Cheng flew backwards faster than he could throw himself and fell to the ground.
And Yang Ganglie and Deng Xiaoman hugged the special soldier's feet and knocked the special soldier to the ground crazily.
The special soldier could not control his body balance and fell to the ground. But as he climbed down, he struck Deng Xiaoman on the head with his backhand and yelled: "Stop, are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, I'm going to kill you!" Deng Xiaoman, whose mouth was full of blood, stared with a crazy red light.
He desperately threw himself on the special soldier and hugged the other person's neck with all his strength.
Yang Ganglie let out a low roar, let go of the special soldier's ankle, jumped up and fell on Deng Xiaoman. Qian Cheng, who was kicked away by the special soldier, also ran over and threw himself on Yang Ganglie, forming a stacked posture.
Being pinned down by three men, the special forces soldier struggled hard and launched a fierce attack with his legs and feet on the person pinned down on him.
It's just that the three people were like monsters who didn't know what pain was, and they didn't care at all. They stretched out their hands to tear off the bulletproof helmets of the special forces, removed the guns of the special forces, and smashed them down with their fists.
"Get out!" the special forces soldier was furious.
He has never encountered such a situation before. These three people are simply crazy dogs who cannot be beaten to death and cannot be shaken off.
"******!" Deng Xiaoman cursed, picked up his bulletproof helmet and hit the special forces soldier on the head.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The helmet weighing more than ten kilograms collided violently with the head made of flesh and blood, and even a special soldier with all his skills could not survive unscathed. Blood flowed from the back of the special soldier's head, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, but among the three people
Under the pressure of strength, he couldn't get up at all.
Gradually, the eyes of the special forces soldiers changed, from unwillingness and anger to bloodthirsty and ferocious.
Yan Fenghuo, who had been watching this scene, rushed over immediately. He could feel the psychological changes in the special forces soldier's eyes. At first, he was too frail and did not want to kill, but now he really wanted to kill.
"Stop!" Yan Fenghuo shouted.
As he screamed, Deng Xiaoman rounded his arms and hit the special soldier on the back of the head with his bulletproof helmet again.
"Bang!..."
Blood splattered, and the bloodthirsty ferocity in the eyes of the special forces soldiers gradually disappeared. They widened their eyes unwillingly, straightened their legs, tilted their heads, and passed out.
The back of the head was severely damaged, and a severe concussion was unavoidable.
"Hahaha! I knocked down one of them! I knocked down one of them!" Qian Cheng shouted excitedly.
The three people climbed up from the body of the special soldier, the excitement in their eyes became more intense, and the red light became more intense.
Yan Fenghuo, who ran over, quickly checked the injuries of the special forces soldiers. After confirming that there were no serious problems, he stood up and looked at the three excited guys blankly: Cruel, cruel enough!
"Boss, quickly find someone else to kill him, quickly, hahaha..." Deng Xiaoman excitedly waved the bulletproof helmet in his hand.
There was no need to look anymore, the special forces who heard the cry had already rushed over and surrounded them in a fan shape in the center.
"What's going on?" Captain Owl looked at the unconscious team members on the ground and asked coldly.
He had already judged from the clothes and appearance marks of the three people that they were the people on the crashed plane, but he didn't know how they attacked his team members, let alone how they knocked his team members unconscious.
"I'm really sorry, these three guys are crazy now." Yan Fenghuo said with a bitter smile: "The adrenaline secretion is too high and the body cannot bear it, so it becomes like..."
"Hit!" Qian Cheng glared and yelled.
"Fight!" "Fight!"
The three people roared at the same time and rushed towards the owl with their eyes wide open.
If Yan Fenghuo and I were still awake when we were squatting in the tree just now, now they are in complete confusion of consciousness.
The smell of blood arouses the violent tendencies in the bones to the greatest extent, so when faced with a dozen special forces soldiers, he dared to go forward and fight them to the death.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
There was a crisp sound, and before the three unlucky children could reach the owl, they were knocked to the ground by several special forces soldiers.
"Let me go! Let me go! It's a one-on-one challenge!"
"Damn it, do you know what I do? I am a member of the Ten O'Clock Death Squadron. If you don't let me go, I will kill you!"
"Do you dare to challenge one to one with more dogs? Do you dare?"
"..."
There were constant shouts and curses, and the three guys were trampled to the ground and struggled desperately. Unfortunately, the special forces did not give them a chance to get up.
"What's going on?" Owl asked Yan Fenghuo, raising his head.
"It's very simple, look at their eyes." Yan Fenghuo pointed at Qian Cheng's red eyes and said: "Previously, these three boys failed to hit the red side headquarters with a helicopter, and then they crashed again. The threat of death stimulated me.
Their cerebellum, under the stimulation of short-term continuous death, caused their adrenaline to flow out ten times more than ordinary people. In this case, too much adrenaline ignited the beast characteristics deep in the human body, so it became incomparable
Violence."
The owl nodded and waved to his team members.
After receiving the instructions, the special forces turned the three guys over and pinned them to the ground, pulled out their shoelaces and tied their big female fingers, then took out ropes and tied their ankles and put them on their shoulders to prepare for taking them away.
"You can't do this," Yan Fenghuo stopped him: "If you take them back like this, their violent tendencies will become fixed and affect their lives. The best way is to let them consume them and let the stimulation come out.
Vent your violence cleanly.”
What Yan Fenghuo said is true. This is the best way and the one with the least sequelae, even though you will have to stay in the hospital for a few days after venting everything.
In the Blood Fox Brigade, new members often encounter this situation. However, the situation encountered by the new members of the Blood Fox is somewhat different from that of these three guys, but it is essentially the same. It is all caused by the secretion of adrenaline.
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"I don't need you to teach me how to do it." The owl said coldly: "The same goes for you, come with us."
"I'm not teaching you how to do it, but I'm telling you the most correct way to handle this matter." Yan Fenghuo spread his hands and said, "Because this is the best way, don't you know?"
Of course Owl, as the captain, knew, but their mission was to complete the search and rescue immediately and bring these soldiers back as soon as possible. As for this symptom, he was not within the scope of consideration because he did not receive an order.
This is not a rigid order, but an order, an order given verbally by the military commander himself. What he does is to execute the order, and see the person alive and the body after death in the shortest possible time!
"Take away!" The owl opened its mouth and spat out two words, turned around and strode forward.
Two special forces soldiers immediately stepped forward, grabbed Yan Fenghuo's shoulders one on the left and the other on the right, and tried to escort him forward.
"Ignorant!" Yan Fenghuo shook his shoulders fiercely and cursed: "Why are you so stubborn? Grandma, Luo Gui is smarter than you. Put them down and let them go, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."
"Ka! Ka!"
The sound of gunshots was heard, and two assault rifles were pressed against Yan Fenghuo's head.
"Don't tell me so many useless things," Owl stared at Yan Fenghuo and said solemnly, "I only obey the orders I received."
Seeing the other party's appearance, Yan Fenghuo was helpless. He couldn't figure out why these special forces were all monolithic animals? Alas...
There are many weak points in the Blood Fox Brigade, such as Cai Zi and Luo Gui. They obey and obey all day long. Everything except orders has nothing to do with them. They are simply a group of cold-blooded killers.
It is difficult for Yan Fenghuo to communicate with single-minded people. These people have reached the level of cold-blooded violent machines.
But the fact is that the country's violent institution is the military, and the core of violence in the violent institution is the special forces. Special forces need to perform a variety of tasks, and their obedience requirements are higher and stricter than any other force.
It is not an exaggeration to call them cold-blooded killers. They are professional soldiers, and in life they only have obedience, obedience, and absolute obedience.
It’s not that you can’t adapt, but when the adaptation conflicts with the order, the first choice is the order. Another point is that the army does not allow them to adapt. If the country’s special forces adopt an adaptable method in the face of the order, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.
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Of course, there are also a very small number of special forces who are not so rigid, such as Yan Fenghuo, a guy who is dominated by his own thinking. Usually this kind of guy is the most troublesome, and usually this kind of guy has abilities that other special forces will never have.
"Let's have a fight." Yan Fenghuo reached out and slapped away the muzzle of the gun that was pressed against him, and said to the owl easily: "If you win, it's up to you; if I win, it's up to me, what do you think?"
The owl disdained a sneer.
Yan Fenghuo shrugged: "I came from the Blood Fox Brigade."
Upon hearing these words, the owl's eyes widened, the five fingers of his right hand shook crazily, and his whole body was filled with high-spirited fighting flames.