Chapter seven hundred and eighty fifth girl's madness
The black shadow raised his hand and knocked away the little Jaap's hidden weapon. Without any hesitation, he immediately rushed in front of the Jaap on the other side. He raised his right hand and the cold light between his fingers flashed across the man's right wrist that was reaching for the trigger of the automatic rifle like a meteor.
The little devil screamed and immediately dropped his right hand, but with his left hand he suddenly swung the automatic rifle and hit the person in front of him. The little devil's response speed was extremely fast, and he still did not forget to fight back even when his right hand was injured.
"Pa", the black shadow suddenly stretched out his left hand, grasped the automatic rifle that was being swung with great force, and slashed towards the opponent's neck with a flash of cold light from his right hand.
"Wind Knife, leave him alive." Wan Lin, who saw Abu in danger and rushed towards him, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted. He suddenly thought that Xiaoya knew r-slang, so he could interrogate the defense situation around Ao Kun by leaving him alive. At this time, Zhang Wa was also rushing towards this side.
At this time, the little devil saw that the other party was holding the gun body and pulled the automatic rifle back suddenly. Unexpectedly, the automatic rifle did not move at all, and with a gleam of cold light, it was pressed against the aorta on the side of the neck.
The little devil was stunned. He raised his eyelids with a gray face and looked at his opponent. He saw that the opponent's seemingly dull face had a pair of small eyes shining brightly, staring closely into his eyes.
The little devil's head shook violently, as if he didn't believe that he, a ninja who had experienced many battles, could be defeated by the opponent so quickly. As his head shook, the flying knife that was pressed tightly against his neck immediately hit his neck. There was a bloodstain on it, and blood flowed down the wound.
The little devil didn't seem to notice, and turned to look at Wan Lin and Zhang Wa who were walking towards him, looked at their clothes and equipment, swallowed hard, turned back to look at the wind knife in front of him, and struggled Asked in blunt Chinese: "China... special... special forces."
Feng Dao looked at him coldly and motionless. Wan Lin strode forward with a piercing cold light in his eyes. He stared into his eyes and said sternly: "Yes, we are the Chinese special forces."
At this moment, Xiao Hua from the back ran around among the corpses of several little Japs and jumped onto Wan Lin's shoulders with a "swish" sound. He grinned with his sharp teeth and his eyes flashed. Blu-ray stared at the little devil in front of him.
When the little devil saw the little flower that suddenly appeared on Wan Lin's shoulder, his body shook violently, and a look that was almost crazy appeared in his eyes. He stared at Wan Lin closely and asked with a trembling voice: "You... Which special forces are you...Hua...Leopards."
Wan Lin's cold eyes were like a sharp blade piercing the opponent's heart, and he replied coldly: "Leopard Commando."
When the little devil heard the name "Leopard" announced by Wan Lin, he suddenly raised his head, regardless of the sharp knife at the side of his neck, and suddenly burst into a burst of shrill laughter: "Jie Jie Jie" "Jie...", the ugly laughter like howling like a wolf suddenly stopped, and a stream of blood suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
"No, he bit his tongue and committed suicide." Feng Dao suddenly retracted the flying knife in his right hand, pinched the little devil's jaw with five fingers and pulled it down, and with a "click", he took off the joints at both ends of his jaw. The little devil's chin drooped, and his half-bloody tongue suddenly fell out of his mouth.
"Let him go." Wan Lin said coldly, turned around and walked back. The wind knife quickly retracted his hands, dodged to avoid the blood spurting from the little devil's mouth, turned around and followed Wan Lin to where he stood blankly. The little girl in the grass walked forward. The little devil's body swayed and slowly fell backwards. The crazy look in his eyes gradually became dim.
Wan Lin and others understood that the little devil must be from the special forces of Country R, otherwise he would not be so excited after hearing the name Panther Commando. Since they wiped out all those special forces of Country R in the World Special Forces Competition, The fighting team, and they buried all the dozens of little Japs they sent for revenge in the mountains in the country. It is estimated that the name of the special force "Leopard Commandos" has made their small military circles change their minds. The resounding name "Leopard Commando" has long become synonymous with calling their sinful lives.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the little devil in front of him would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide than let himself fall into the hands of these ferocious Leopards.
At this moment, "Crack", a dull sound suddenly came from behind several people. Several people quickly stopped and turned around to look, only to see the head of the little devil suddenly flying upwards diagonally, and a fountain-like column of blood. It was spurting upward from the little devil's bare neck.
Abu's legs were spread apart, and he was holding a bloody scimitar in his right hand. His blood-red eyes looked at the flying head and the gushing blood, with a ferocious look on his face.
Wan Lin and the others didn't say anything, but turned around and continued walking towards the little girl. They knew that Abu and his local natives had been ravaged by these beasts from country R, and hundreds of people had just died at Ao Kun's hands. Now they had the chance to take revenge. I will never let you go, and I will definitely attack without mercy.
At this time, the little girl standing in the grass looked at the flying head in shock. She suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, her body shook violently, and a blazing look suddenly flashed in her two big eyes. light.
Suddenly, the little girl yelled "Ah..." and raised the big machete in her right hand, suddenly jumped out of the grass, rushed towards the Japanese whose internal organs were shattered by Wan Lin's palm, and violently waved the knife in her hand. The machete struck at the little devil lying on his back.
Once, twice, three times..., the machete was swung in the air, and every time it was raised, it brought up pieces of blood flying around the girl. The little girl's sad screams followed the "chacha" sound of the machete. echoing in the mountains...
Wan Lin and others were stunned. No one expected that a seemingly weak little girl would suddenly do such a crazy move. Zhang Wa raised his foot and was about to go over. Wan Lin grabbed him and shook his head.
How hurt and wronged the girl must have been to do such a crazy thing to these little devils, she must be allowed to vent, otherwise, this little girl's nerves will definitely collapse.
The girl's chopping movements became slower and slower, and the shrill scream gradually turned into a howling cry. The heart-piercing cry echoed in the mountains. There were bloodstains all over the hillside, and the grass covered with dead grass. The hillside and the dense woods below were suddenly enveloped by the little girl's shrill cries and a chilling scene...
The little girl's cry gradually became fainter. The raised scimitar suddenly fell down, and the heart-wrenching cry suddenly stopped. The right hand holding the knife loosened, both hands were raised, and the slender body slowly moved backwards. Fall down.
Wan Lin kicked the ground with his feet, ducked behind the girl and took her away from the bloody little devil. When he lowered his head, he saw that the girl had her eyes closed and had passed out.