Six Vietnamese ran over again on the road in the distant village. They rushed over, but what they never expected was a rain of bullets.

They should have been their position under the big tree. They had more than a dozen men under the big tree and by the small pond, but facing the team of Zhong** with only four people, they were all wiped out in an instant. This is really unimaginable.[]

So when they rushed over, they would have to pay a heavy price when they faced Wen Feng's rain of bullets.

The 8341 soldier is not an ordinary soldier. This is definitely a group of battlefield hunters whose combat consciousness has penetrated into the bones, and their writing style is even more cross-age bt.

That is, it has 8341 elite bodies and tactics, as well as the awareness and strategic vision of future CS.

It seems that there are only four people, four soldiers, and no matter what, there are only four guns!

But what about the real confrontation with them? These Vietnamese talents were horrified to find that what they faced might not be described by humans. They seemed to have bumped into four prehistoric beasts.

The actions of the Chinese soldiers were actually nothing surprising, that is, they raised their hands, aimed, and shot.

But I don’t know what happened, but when these Vietnamese faced these groups of people who did the same actions as them, they felt that there was an unsurpassable mountain in front of them, and a torrent of melting steel was ushered in front of them.

When Wen Feng raised his gun and pointed it at them, they felt a fierce aura coming towards them. At this time, they were facing each other as if they were no longer alone, and a sharp blade that was unsheathed from a distance felt as if it was overwhelming.

The gunshot was a very simple muffled sound, and there would never be any slight drag on the mud.

However, what makes people extremely frightened is that this shot is a life. The Vietnamese who followed their companions behind suddenly felt a blood mist coming to their faces, and then their faces became hot and a strong fishy smell rushed into their noses.

When I opened my eyes, I found that there was a person who had already lying down on me. He was shouting to him excitedly and charged forward, capturing the ** official alive, but at this time he was lying on the ground.

There was no blood on the body of the companion who fell down on his back. There was only the blood red on the center of his forehead that seemed to be rubbed with rouge, which was shocking. Of course, if you were also given the brain and blood sprayed on your face, you would be more than one person to collapse.

Then, there was the sweeping of ak47, and the sound of the iron balls in the distance, which was very rhythmic and banging gunshots, took away one after another. The Vietnamese soldiers who were originally running over excitedly seemed to be dying, one after another fell on the ground hot by the sun like a domino card, and then the blood that overflowed with them was as dazzling as the scorching sun.

"No...don't..."

“**,**…discipline…discipline…discipline…”

The six Vietnamese who were excitedly running over almost didn't see clearly what was going on in front of them. They didn't even have time to raise their guns, let alone attack the Chinese people in front of them. They just met and fell down five at once, leaving only the last Vietnamese soldier who looked half-trumped and wearing a Vietnamese military cap.

This Vietnamese soldier was sprayed with blood and brains. The reason why he survived was because he was scared by the companion who fell down in front of him. Anyone with blood and brains were sprayed with blood and brains, and then when he saw a comrade in front of his feet, he would be shocked.

But in the moment of shock, the four of them tacitly defeated all the most threatening Vietnamese companions around him. When he saw his surrounding companions fall down one by one, they haven't even fired a shot. Faced with such an unstoppable group of killing gods, how could he have the courage to stand there?

"Don't kill me, Mao...**...I...I surrender! I..."

The Vietnamese face was covered with blood, as if tears were flowing from his eyes. He almost trembled and raised the gun in his hand, and then fell to the ground as if blown down by the wind.

I don’t know who taught him, but he kept muttering and calling for discipline, as if reminding the people in the middle not to kill him, and then shouting for surrender. He was really completely frightened by Wen Feng and his violent killing and terrifying lethality.

"Damn, who told you that you won't die if you call ** and pay attention to the three disciplines?"

But what made Wen Feng and Li Fei feel extremely vomiting blood was that before they decided whether to kill this kid, the gunshot of the bayonet had already sounded, and Da Da da shot the Vietnamese three times in succession, and then the bayonet slowly walked to the Vietnamese and spit out phlegm in disgust, saying disdainfully:

"You kid is holding the gun we gave us, and wearing the shoes we gave us, and NND, and wearing a Shanghai brand watch in your hand? Oh my god, I don't have this treatment!"

The bayonet's words were very unpleasant, and what they did made Wenfeng and Lin Hao look at each other. The difference was that Wenfeng had a hint of doubt in his eyes. He was thinking: Not only did the sixth company and the other row like to kill the prisoners of the Vietnamese army under my instigation, but it turned out that the 8341 imperial guards also liked to kill them.

However, Lin Hao's eyes collided with Wen Feng and seemed a little erratic, as if he was worried that the bayonet's behavior would anger Wen Feng in front of him, because after following Wen Feng for a while, it might be an intuition. He felt that Wen Feng was really different from before, but he couldn't tell the difference. He just felt that he had no idea what was going on. He felt that he was at a loss in his heart and a voice in his heart told him that he seemed to know the captain again.

"Be careful and be careful of the enemies!"

But Lin Hao was facing a worry that he was not guilty of being a fool. Seeing the bayonet killing Wenfeng just frowned and then he had no expression.

The reason may be that Wen Feng stepped forward to see the situation. Everything is said to the bayonet. The Vietnamese who just got killed by the bayonet is really awesome. He really wore a Shanghai twelve-speed fully automatic watch, and he was really holding a Type 56 submachine gun made in China.

Faced with this situation, Chinese people should have a temper.

You should know that before China-Vietnam relations deteriorated in 1976, China continued the policy left by the country back then. Even if we don’t have one, we must give priority to ensuring the Vietnamese.

So after the real war with the Vietnamese, the Chinese soldiers were angrily discovered that the Vietnamese basically used the same weapons as themselves.

But what is very unpleasant is that the Vietnamese's individual firepower is even stronger than that of the China-National Team. In addition to their ace troops using all Soviet weapons, even their weapons such as the Public Security Militia are better than those of ordinary Chinese troops. That's because their per capita Type 56 submachine gun possession is much larger than that of the China-National Team.

Of course, let alone the 12-speed fully automatic watch in Shanghai mentioned by Baeklade. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the Chinese team do not have such high-end products. But now a small soldier from Vietnam still has a 12-speed fully automatic watch in Shanghai? This kid is obviously not a regular soldier!

What does this mean?

This means that the Chinese people would rather not eat or drink to help Vietnam, but in the end they raised a ungrateful wolf. A bloody Chinese will feel that it is not worth the effort of the Chinese government. If you don’t kill such a person, you are simply sorry for the efforts of nearly one billion people in China to do these ungrateful wolf...

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