Chapter 1588 The Man Dancing on the Tip of a Knife
Song Wuque only felt that his heart was not beating anymore. He stared at the grenade with his eyes tightly, his scalp tingled, as if it was hit by electricity. His mouth was wide open, but he couldn't make any sound.
When he came out, his consciousness made him jump forward and blocked Tang Feng, but his body was stiff but he couldn't even move!
After Tang Feng fell to the ground, he did not sit and wait for death. He lay flat on the ground, exerted force under his feet, and quickly retreated back, and then he pulled the trigger in his hand.
boom!
The violent explosion seemed to overlap, and the huge air waves hit people almost couldn't open their eyes. No one could believe the scene in front of him, and shoot two grenades with the gun in his hand? Is this still something that people can do?
If I knew that Tang Feng could easily shoot the stone thrown out at high speed, I would probably not think about it here!
When Song Wuque saw Tang Feng rolling and standing up in the smoke, he immediately breathed a long sigh, his body shaking, and he felt like he was about to collapse. He licked his cracked lips, and only then did he realize that he was not.
I knew when he was already in tears! The salty liquid fell into his mouth, with a faint bitterness!
Tang Feng's face was calm, as if he had done something insignificant. The submachine gun in his hand made a crisp sound of shooting. After a brief shock, those three became pressed and beaten again.
However, the San Company Commander seemed to have been inspired and ordered to his subordinates: "Use grenades, hurry up, throw grenades."
The distance between the two sides is fifty or sixty meters. Grenades? What kind of arm strength is needed to be thrown away?
The soldiers were a little shocked and asked a strange order from the company commander, but some of them were flexible but they had already started to do it. The grenade did not have to be stuck with Tang Feng, as long as it could stir up waves of smoke and dust as a cover, the opponent would not see it.
They, won’t their casualties go down?
After Tang Feng fired a few grenades casually, he immediately guessed what they were thinking. The corners of his mouth curled, revealing a disdainful smile full of coldness, evil and charming!
Throwing hard, two or three grenades flew up, but Tang Feng didn't even look at them. The three thought they had succeeded in their own way, and they all followed suit. At this moment, Tang Feng took action!
"Boom boom boom"
One after another, the company commander behind him turned pale, and he sat on the ground, and said with hatred: "He is a devil."
He could see clearly that the enemy lurking in the jungle used the advanced performance and precise shooting skills of the guns in his hand to hit their grenades with a shot.
Yes, it hit the grenade in their hands that was not much bigger than the fist.
Those three were scared to death. If they hadn't had comrades charging beside them, they would have been unable to help but run away! But even so, they subconsciously lighted the grenade in their hands.
Throw it behind, throwing it far away.
Tang Feng took this opportunity to turn his head and take a look, and a soft hum was heard from his nose!
Because he ran over to save Song Wuque, A San, who was involved on the other side, rushed over at the beginning. Although their number was not large, only a dozen, if these people rushed into the woods, then they
But you will face the danger of being hit by the front and back.
A cold murderous intent flashed in Tang Feng's eyes, and the machine gun in his hand suddenly made a crisp sound, and he swept seven or eight Ah San didn't dare to raise his head. He hurriedly retreated to Song Wuque and said coldly: "You
Is it okay for the injury?"
"It's okay, boss, why don't you leave first, don't worry about me."
"Fart!" Tang Feng gently glanced at Song Wuque. Seeing that the gunshot wound on the boy's arm had already pierced the vital points, he felt relieved. While letting Song Wuque hide behind the tree, he used the gun in his hand
Suppressing A San on the opposite side, he said coldly: "Just a few birds here, will you give up? Nonsense!"
"I haven't taken this few birds seriously yet, let alone give up my brother!" Tang Feng suddenly flashed behind the tree, and then suddenly rushed to the outermost tree with force, standing directly wherever he was.
I slap a few quick shots, and then my body suddenly rolled on the ground.
There were smoke and dust all the way, but Tang Feng was not injured, but instead took the opportunity to kill a few more Asans.
A person treats hundreds of elite warriors as nothing. His movements are so arrogant and confident, and full of masculine power that makes people look up to him!
Song Wuque was fascinated by the sight. At this time, Tang Feng had become a man standing on the tip of a knife and a real god of death in his eyes!
Tang Feng stepped back a few steps, changed into a new magazine, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want to try the power of my local grenade? Now is an opportunity. Look at those guys
Is it? You boy throw the grenades over and kill them. I will cover you, hurry up."
Tang Feng's face darkened, and Song Wuque immediately started to do as he was like a robot with a remote control button pressed. He quickly took out a plastic bottle containing a balloon from his pocket and looked at it suspiciously.
He took a deep breath and threw it out.
His left arm was injured. This was when he first encountered those Sans, and in order to protect the two bottles here, he was hit by a bullet. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sat on the side and watched Tang Feng and
One hundred elite soldiers were fighting. He had to bandage his injuries first to avoid becoming a burden to Tang Feng.
However, he had no real experience in the battlefield, let alone wound treatment and battlefield rescue. As a result, it naturally took longer. What he didn't expect was that the other party discovered his location so quickly
, and then touched him. If Tang Feng hadn't saved him in time, I'm afraid that even if he wasn't beaten into a hornet's nest at this moment, he would have been blown into pieces by the two grenades.
Song Wuque is not afraid of death. Since he has already been on the battlefield, he has already realized the consciousness of death. This is what Tang Feng told them when he was on the blade of Death, and he never dared to forget for a moment.
But if the boss was injured because of him, then he Song Wuque would not accept it. So the boy was so angry with the San here. Tang Feng asked him to throw out the plastic grenade in his hand, and he immediately
Exercised all the best efforts.
The flames, the boundless flames swept away the soldiers around it, their clothes caught fire, their hair, their eyebrows, everything turned into food that was swallowed by flames.
Song Wuque stared at the scene in disbelief. He had seen clearly just now that when the plastic bottle fell to the ground, flames immediately burst out, covering at least three meters in radius. Here is a wide one
Maybe it's nothing on the battlefield, but now these Sans saw Tang Feng and rescue Song Que, thinking that it was the best opportunity to rush into the jungle, so they gathered in the middle without realizing it. As a result, this is a simple one.
The incendiary bomb exploded from among them.
Those three did not expect that the other party would have this terrible group attack weapon. They were a little silent for a moment, as if they were scared. Only the people wrapped in flames kept rolling on the ground, making shrill screams.
The flames were still burning, as if they would not give up until they swallowed him.
Song Wuque was startled by the tragic situation here, and his anger disappeared without a trace, but instead felt unbearable.
Tang Feng looked calm and calm. As a soldier, they were ready to die. Anyway, they were all dead. They were shot in the head or burned to death by fire. They fell into a trap and were depressed and killed by grenades.
, What's the difference?
Since we have entered the battlefield, there is only a battle between iron and blood, only a battle between life and death, sympathy, and there is no soil here!
"Pop the bottle again!" Seeing three or four other three rushing towards him with a fierce cry, as if he was crazy about gaining and losing his heart, a trace of disdain flashed in Tang Feng's eyes. When he met, he was better than himself.
The enemy cannot be treated calmly, but instead, with his courage, he wants to take revenge? Idiot, ignorant, seek death!
Since they are seeking death, what reason do they have to fail to fulfill them? Tang Feng at this moment seemed to have completely turned back to the man who looked down on the battlefield. His nerves were as if they were cast in steel, full of coldness and ruthlessness.
When Song Wuque heard Tang Feng's orders, he felt unbearable. Although he was also educated at the time of Blade, he said that the first thing he had to learn on the battlefield was to be ruthless and should not be unbearable or sympathetic to the enemy.
But, these San and the others can shoot them to death, so why do you have to use such cruel things?
"Boss"
"Kill them, or you can stay here!" Tang Feng said coldly, turned around and rushed towards the enemy on the other side.
Song Wuque's mouth thrust and the Sans were moving very quickly. They were about to reach the edge of the forest. A San seemed to have discovered Tang Feng and raised his gun in the direction of him!
Song Wuque's eyes suddenly widened, looking ferocious and terrifying: "Do you dare, damn it."
"Swoosh!" The bottle drew a graceful arc and smashed straight towards him. Ah San reacted quickly. He raised the gun in his hand like a conditioned reflex, bang.
A rain of fire flashing with a strange color suddenly fell down.