Chapter 34 Silly Soldier
"Crash, avenge the sacrificed deputy company commander and destroy the enemy!"
A figure jumped up from about thirty meters to the left of Li Fei like a flying figure. It was a Fang Zhijun who rushed up like a leopard and rushed towards the Vietnamese.
Due to the sudden attack, the Vietnamese were knocked out suddenly. They didn't know how many People's Liberation Army they were going to face. So when a dense gunfire sounded, several Vietnamese soldiers were hit and fell to the ground, but the rest of Vietnam rushed into the woods in panic.
"Comrades, it's time to make contributions. Eliminating the enemy is victory!"
But it was obvious that Fang Zhijun did not intend to let these Vietnamese go. While yelling to arouse the morale of the soldiers, he led the way to the Vietnamese in the forest without fear. At this time, he was like a war god and was so powerful that he could not even raise his head.
"Damn, isn't this a fool? Is it a rush out and get shot? Why are the soldiers of this era so funny?..."
Li Fei hid behind a bushes with no face, staring at the soldiers who stood up and rushed into the enemy group with an incomprehensible gaze.
At this time, there were gunfire everywhere in the forest, and countless stray bullets were flying around. Although the Vietnamese were knocked down, they would jump over the wall even if they were anxious. While they were hiding into the dense forest, they would also fight back. Bullets were fired from time to time. What is the difference between the bullets flying from dadada and the impermanence of life-seeking?
"Do you stupid soldiers want to die?"
Facing so many Vietnamese troops and bullets that were flying from there, although Li Fei was holding Niu B's AK47, Neng didn't shoot a single shot because he knew that the gunfire would reveal his position. Facing so many enemies, he could kill this one but not that one. If he was accidentally targeted by the Vietnamese army, then Li Fei would regret it.
However, why were the soldiers around him so stupid and rushed up in a hurry. Although the Vietnamese were so powerful that they could not raise their heads, these guys didn't know what fear of death was? This really made Li Fei, who was unable to move, unable to understand it. In his eyes, these simple-minded guys could only be described as stupid soldiers.
Da da da da da boom!
Sure enough, the Vietnamese army, who were pressed into the dense forest, watched the people behind them chased them closer and closer, and some of the Vietnamese army, who were not afraid of death, turned their guns and started to work with a squad.
"Mom, there is... there..."
Li Fei only saw an explosion suddenly sound, and then two squads of soldiers who were attacking forward desperately were lifted up by a grenade thrown by the Vietnamese. Then Li Fei used the fire to see a Vietnamese secretly poking his head out in the dense forest. He was quietly raising his gun, and the muzzle was aiming at Fang Zhijun.
"what do I do?"
"Kill this Vietnamese? Save Fang Zhijun's life?"
"But what if I find out to other Vietnamese?"
Li Fei was confused. He subconsciously raised his gun. He found that Fang Zhijun was rushing forward bravely. A Vietnamese army was shooting in front of him, but was shot down by Fang Zhijun.
Then, a Vietnamese army on the ground survived again for some reason and rushed towards him. Fang Zhijun was really not ordinary strong. This guy reacted very quickly. Before he could turn the gun, he picked up the butt and smashed the Vietnamese army in the head in the head.
With a dull bang, Fang Zhijun's strength was so strong that Li Fei felt pain in helping the Vietnamese man. The Vietnamese devil was smashed by the guns so hard that his head seemed to be broken. He fell to the ground again and never moved again.
Fang Zhijun is indeed brave, but perhaps it was because he was too strong that he attracted the attention of the Vietnamese army, and that the Vietnamese pointed their guns at him from all over the place.
"Are you helping or not? If you help him, I will be exposed. Will you become the key target of Vietnamese people like him?"
Seeing this scene, Li Fei became even more entangled. The raised gun was involuntarily put down. A thought flashed through his mind:
"Brother, we are not people from the same world. Maybe your fate is going to die. I can help you this time, and I can't help you next time. Just accept your fate!"
A gunshot was heard!
Due to Li Fei's inaction, he knew that the Vietnamese army had finally shot. At that moment, his heart seemed to be empty and could not say anything, but he still opened his eyes involuntarily, and then he saw a person...
"Fang Zhijun? Why isn't he dead?"
What Li Feijue did not expect was that Fang Zhijun was still jumping around, and he dodged and chased for more than ten meters in the direction of the Vietnamese escape. The Vietnamese could not escape and was targeted by Fang Zhijun. He quickly threw a grenade back, but Fang Zhijun did not hide. He raised his hand and shot it. The Vietnamese screamed and fell to the ground. At this time, Fang Zhijun jumped hard and hid behind a big tree. A loud bang of the enemy's grenade exploded, but it was not harmful to him at all.
"Why is this guy doing nothing? He doesn't seem to be able to see even his injuries!"
Li Fei was relieved for some reason, as if Fang Zhijun had not died, he felt a little less guilty. Then when he turned his head, he found that when he began to see the Vietnamese aiming at Fang Zhijun, he somehow rushed out, holding a gun in his hand, staring in a direction with a horrified and unwilling look.
"So someone killed him just now? Who did it..."
In fact, when I saw the wound of this Vietnamese by using the firelight of a grenade, my characteristics were very obvious. That is, the unlucky Vietnamese had a small bullet hole on the forehead. This perverted marksmanship seems to be only one person in the row now, and that is his brother's style.
"Brother, don't you be so tough, your life is important..."
To be honest, although Li Fei is afraid of death, he is still very friendly to Wen Feng, a best friend in the past ten years. The first thing this kid thinks of is to snipe Vietnamese like Wen Feng, will these Vietnamese target him?
Looking along the direction of the Vietnamese devils' eyes, he indeed saw Wen Feng.
Wen Crazy is a madman. Li Fei saw a tall figure standing at a glance. At this time, he stood on a high ground like a flag in the standing stadium, holding the gun without moving in the form of a vertical shooting, only occasionally as if he saw his cold eyes sweeping across the battlefield, and then a gunshot sounded.
The Type 56 semi-automatic rifle made this sound for him. Li Fei was really convinced, but it was even more frightening and made the Vietnamese extremely frightened. It was fine if Wen Feng didn't shoot, but as long as he fired, a Vietnamese would fall down. Once Wen Feng was hit, there would be almost no scream. The gun was shot at the head, and it was simply incomprehensible.
"Damn, you're a fool. I really think you're playing a one-on-one challenge in CSS. Are there so many Vietnamese here? Have you been swallowed by this world and turned into a stupid soldier like those SBs?!"
The strength of the literary style was awe-inspiring in the eyes of Vietnamese, but in Li Fei's eyes, this guy was cursing.
Because he knows that two fists cannot beat four hands, your literary style is very strong, but this is not a one-on-one single challenge in CSS. Like Wen style, you can destroy the enemy with the greatest damage, but it is also the easiest to expose yourself.
At that moment, Li Fei was stunned. He suddenly thought, if his brother had problems, what should he do...
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(I'm so fucked too, damn, who told me how the cover of "Blood Fighting Heroes" is made with such an intimate cover? I really can't understand it. That book friend has specialties in this regard. Can you help me change the picture? I'm almost dizzy! According to the instructions, there are recommendations tomorrow. Brothers, please collect and recommend them to encourage me!)
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Chapter completed!