The war horses roared and violently trampled. At this moment, the real northern wolves transformed into wolves, biting, roaring, galloping, and killing.
A century after cold weapons withdrew from the stage of history, when no one agreed with cold weapons, when faced with rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns, the Cossack cavalry told everyone with the sword in their hands: The era of cold weapons began with the Cossacks.
It's not over in their hands, they are still the war kings holding cold weapons!
Thirty-six war horses were divided into nine groups and charged across each other. Under the powerful sprinting power of the war horses and the cavalry tactics that had evolved countless times, the mercenaries only felt that they were surrounded by war horses and waving swords everywhere.
.
When they drew their guns and were about to shoot, a sword would be swung from behind, cutting off their arms, or stabbing directly into their heads.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, miserable howls continued, and in the midst of this chaos, the roar of the Cossacks was like a voice coming from hell, taking away life and bringing death.
In a short period of time, almost half of the hundreds of mercenaries suffered casualties. They were trampled by the Cossack cavalry before they even had a chance to shoot.
This is the power of the Cossack cavalry. They are invincible and attack everything. They are the true northern wolves, born for fighting and dying for fighting, blooming the glory of the Cossacks.
The sound of hoofbeats was loud, and based on the nine tactical groups, which evolved into a purely incomparable tactical trampling, they all rushed up the mountainside to the north, turned their horses' heads, and stood there in a straight line.
"Son of a bitch!!!"
"Kill these Cossacks!!!"
"Fuck you, son of a bitch!!!"
"..."
Amid furious curses, the confused mercenaries raised their guns at the Cossack cavalry. But what greeted them was the proud and disdainful look of the Cossack cavalry and the bullets fired from their barrels.
"Da da da... da da da..."
The sound of submachine guns exploded. Each Cossack cavalryman on horseback held a submachine gun in his hand, with bloodthirsty light in his eyes, and carried out bloody massacres without hesitation.
The submachine guns shrouded all the mercenaries, and the ruthless bullets penetrated the bodies of one person after another, making a popping sound.
Accompanied by the popping sound were splashes of blood, which showed a coquettish black and purple light under the setting sun.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
The mercenaries fought back, hitting the Cossack cavalry in the chest and the Cossack cavalry's horses with their warheads.
The Cossack cavalryman who was hit fell from his horse and fell to the ground, but his companions around him did not even look at them, and continued to shoot and kill. Their faces were expressionless and indifferent.
Cossacks are cold-blooded butchers, and Cossack cavalry are the elite among butchers.
In a short period of time, hundreds of mercenaries were almost killed by the Cossack cavalry, while only a dozen Cossack cavalry died.
Seize the opportunity to charge and trample, quickly escape from the battlefield to occupy favorable terrain, and then concentrate your firepower to shoot devastatingly. This is the tactic, an excellent tactic for defeating ten times the enemy with an absolutely inferior force.
Thousands of Cossack cavalry rode slowly on their war horses, forming a circle to surround the mercenaries who were covered with casualties.
Change the magazine and shoot!
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
"..."
There was deathly silence, and blood flowed down the low-lying areas, converging into a trickling stream; the mountains and plains were filled with the smell of blood that was so strong that it made people vomit; the ground was piled with corpses, and pairs of unwilling eyes stared wide, and the body was still under the influence of nerves.
The bottom is twitching...
Yan Fenghuo raised his hands high, with a helpless smile on his face.
A pistol was pressed against the back of his head, and the one holding the pistol was his Hell Train comrade: Dog Head.
"We are brothers, we are comrades-in-arms, but I am an active soldier and I am loyal to my motherland." The dog's head made a very bleak voice.
"Haha, I understand." Yan Fenghuo smiled bitterly: "For the Jewish treasure?"
"No, not for Jewish treasures, but for national interests." Goutou pursed his lips and said: "My motherland needs to have a good relationship with the Jewish consortium. We face threats from many countries, so... I am the god of Italian soldiers.
, this mission should be carried out by me."
"I understand, but...where are the wights?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
Goutou said calmly: "Maybe he died, maybe he ran away."
"Sure, you are worthy of being a comrade who stepped out of the hell train, hahaha." Yan Fenghuo laughed.
The dog's face was full of struggle, but the gun in his hand was holding tighter and tighter. He is a soldier, and his loyalty is to his motherland. As he said: We are born without the right to choose.
The wight is not dead, maybe because the dog head is unwilling to kill the wight, maybe because Yan Fenghuo is the most important thing.
After a killing spree, the Cossack cavalry cleared the battlefield. In order to prevent Yan Fenghuo from escaping, Dogou pinned his arms and tied his two thumbs with soft locks.
"How does it feel?" Bond walked up to Yan Fenghuo with a smile and said, "How does it feel to go from heaven to hell?"
"It's okay." Yan Fenghuo nodded and said with admiration in his eyes: "It's really amazing. Whose trick is this? David's?"
"Of course, Mr. David has been in control of everything from the beginning. And I am just an actor, an actor who lives in this world and keeps changing various roles, haha." Bond continued to laugh: "It's really not easy to deal with you.
It’s so simple, but you are still far behind Mr. David, do you understand?”
At this moment, what else could Yan Fenghuo say? The Cossack cavalry who came to help him became David's people. It seemed that David had worked hard. He probably had reached a cooperation with Wolf from the beginning and put a
The chess pieces were just placed next to him.
Faced with this situation, Yan Fenghuo could only choose to remain silent, sitting there quietly, watching the experts conducting intense archaeological work on the gate, and watching the Cossack cavalry pile up all the corpses and set them on fire.
When it was getting dark, a helicopter flew over and slowly landed on the flat ground in front of the treasure. David walked out of the helicopter with a proud look on his face, along with Para, who was dragged by two people.
"Hey, Yan Fenghuo, my friend, you don't look too good." David smiled heartily and gently stroked his hair with his hands.
"You win." Yan Fenghuo said calmly, looking at Parra, whose face was pale and tortured.
"Of course, I have never lost." David said with a smile: "Because you are not a businessman, you can't understand commercial fraud, let alone commercial espionage. When everything I reveal is underestimated by you, it means
It means my victory has arrived."
"Give me Pala." Yan Fenghuo stared at David.
"Of course." David waved his hand happily.
The two men dragged Pala and threw her next to Yan Fenghuo.
The tortured Parra had almost no power to speak, and it was extremely difficult to even open her eyes. She fell into a semi-conscious and semi-awake state, breathing weakly in Yan Fenghuo's arms.
"Look, how generous and kind I am." David smiled and said: "I can give my wife to you, maybe this is already a kind of greatness."
"Yes, you are great." Yan Fenghuo hugged Parra tightly and said to David with a loser attitude: "You really convinced me."
"Of course," David said with a proud face: "I have prepared everything a long time ago. What Wolf's Cossack rebels need most is money, and what I am most in need of is money. So you think the Cossacks hired by you
The cavalry are my people, and they are my ultimate sharp weapon. No one in this world will follow
I couldn't get by with money, of course, and I paid a lot of money. Fortunately, I found the treasure. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I had to kill all these mercenaries. As I said a second ago, no one would
Having trouble with money, when the treasure is revealed in front of these guys, there is no guarantee that something unexpected will happen."
"Cossack cavalry..."
"Them?" David suddenly stretched out a hand, showed a mysterious smile to Yan Fenghuo, and whispered: "There is no need for them to exist."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gunshots suddenly sounded.
"Da da da... da da da..."
The six-barreled heavy machine gun mounted on the helicopter opened fire brazenly at the place where the Cossack cavalry were resting. The warheads flew into the air and formed a string, falling down like a curtain of scattered beads, covering the area with a thick layer.
The screams and the sound of horses tearing up echoed through the crowd. But within ten seconds, these sounds completely disappeared without a trace.
The Cossack cavalry and war horses were all torn to pieces by the bullets. They completed their mission and lay quietly in a pool of blood.
"This is an agreement," David glanced at the remains of the Cossack cavalry, took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose and said: "General Wolf agreed to use one of his cavalry teams in exchange for the money he needed. Very
Wise choice. Mercenaries are the most unreliable group. They are bloody butchers on the battlefield. They will do anything for money. I believe and firmly believe that even a saint will choose to betray when faced with such a treasure. No.
?”
This is the real cold-bloodedness. David has been performing, always acting, showing it to the mercenaries, confusing everyone. From the beginning, he did not believe in mercenaries, but must rely on the power of mercenaries. When his goal is achieved
From now on, these mercenaries will lose their existence value.
"You really don't understand military affairs?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"I fought in the second Gulf War, do you think I understand?" David said with a smile: "The shopping mall is far more exciting than the battlefield. When you learn to use the war in the shopping mall to merge with the real war, you will also
There is no end in sight. But this requires a prerequisite: you must have money, and you must have enough to make anyone happy.
Agreement, and a bargaining chip for betrayal. Commercial war is a high-end war, because commercial war dominates real war. Well, now all the problems have been solved, and the Egyptian government you contacted has also compromised with me, mercenary
All are dead, and we can finally sit down and talk in the most sincere way."
"What else is there to talk about?" Yan Fenghuo asked with a wry smile.
"Of course," David said, pointing to the ball in Yan Fenghuo's arms: "I will give you my wife, and you...give me the real Jewish treasure. This is just part of Solomon's treasure, the Jewish treasure. Well, no
Wrong, only part of it. Don't take me to the Maccabean treasures, you know, what I need is the real Jewish treasures. You can take the treasures here as you like, but you have to give me the real treasures, the real ones, understand
?”
Yan Fenghuo was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
He had to admit that David was difficult to compete with, and objective conditions existed, but the real reason lay in people's abilities.
David is not a military idiot at all. He has fought in the Gulf War and is familiar with all commercial war principles. He is a real cold-blooded beast, executioner and butcher!