Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Although the shootout was extremely intense, neither the special forces of the raided Indonesian Axe Army nor Wang Chao's team lost several casualties.

On Wang Chao's side, about five or six elite fighters have been shot. Except for three who were hit hard and died on the spot, the rest were only injured. Every time they took the first aid immediately, there was no big problem with their lives.

The special forces of the Indonesian Axe Army, in more than 30 minutes of intense exchange of fire, were nearly twenty dead and wounded more than a dozen times more than Wang Chao's side.

“Damn, these Chinese yellow-skinned pigs are so well equipped. Our gear, it's inferior! Picha, this guy won't equip them with premium goods! ”

At the beginning of the White Blade War, Lar, an Indonesian native, saw not far from him, a soldier's helmet smashed through by bullets, his brains and blood flowing out, and said, "We are nearly twice as many people as they are, biased towards fire, but we can't hold them back! ”

The special forces of the Indonesian Axe raid totalled 240 men. Twenty squads. Double the number of people on Wang Chao's side, but because of the equipment gap between the two sides, the fire broke out, and there was a flat hand on the fire.

Like Wang Chao's warrior armed, colorful g36, night vision, high-titanium steel helmet, with fluffy aerospace materials, lightweight, sturdy, bullet impenetrable, in the international arms and equipment market, this helmet, is all over 10,000 dollars.

The Indonesian Army helmet, on the other hand, varies considerably in quality.

The weapons in the hands of the Indonesian Army are also the most common Russian AK rifles, some of which are Chinese 88-style rifles, and in terms of firepower, accuracy and penetration, they are simply not G36 opponents.

The Indonesian warlord family, buying tankers themselves, buying villas, famous cars and all the luxury of the world. Soldiers' equipment is not updated at great cost. This is somewhat similar to the American English [* * *] squad that fought in Iraq, where the guns in the hands of the American and British armies were always jammed and had to pick up the guerrilla ak to use.

This army, a personal piece of equipment, is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

In this shootout, more than a dozen and twenty Indonesians were killed, mostly by helmets, while none of the warriors from Wang Chao's side were shot through. The three people who died were also hit by grenades and blew themselves up. No matter how well equipped it is, there is no way to resist it.

Although the power of bullet-propelled grenades is great, both warring parties, both experienced veterans who have escaped from the bullets many times, know what is safest, so when fighting, the casualties are small.

But the next blade fight is different!

The horses of both sides, hurled like a tornado, in the dark, beating the flesh! In a flash of contact, Wang's super sharp ears heard “Pfft! Pfft!” Sounds like a sprinkling of water.

At the same time, the fountain-like sound accompanied by the struggle of PUTTON PUTTON PEOPLE to fall!

Wang Chao knew that it was a knife dagger, instantly slitting a person's tracheal throat, causing instant blood spray. Every blood spray represents the disappearance of a living life in the world.

It seemed that the fierce killing of the two sides had broken out, causing a sea breeze, blowing up the clouds of the group in the sky, and hanging high above the moon in a round, illuminating the battlefield of meat beating among the mountains!

Wang Chao instantly saw it. The first contact between the two sides was only two or three minutes. The bodies that fell on the ground already had twenty or thirty!

Hundreds of people, nearly an hour after the shootout, just two or three minutes after the meat beat.

The lethality of thermal weapons is so great, but real warfare has taken place and the death toll is low.

While physical combat is obsolete, there are more deaths in real combat than firearms.

It's not surprising that soldiers try to hide and be careful because they know the power of a thermal weapon. I can't even get my head out.

Under the moon, brutally killed.

Soldier fighting skills on both sides are simple, fast, effective, fight against the boxers, fight against the ring, completely different, even intrinsically different.

Both sides lay daggers, touched, twisted together, no need to do anything, stabbed with daggers towards vulnerable areas! Some just killed an enemy and were surrounded by two or three enemies and stabbed to death with a dagger. It's not about single-handedly.

The trachea is splattered with blood!

At the same time, sporadic gunfire was accompanied by occasional explosions of grenades.

In a dozen seconds, Wang Chao has been looking at the whole situation. Seeing with his own eyes a soldier on his side, surrounded by five Indonesian troops, the dagger slit his throat and, at the last moment, he blew up a grenade between his waist, blowing the enemies around him and himself to pieces.

There was a low roar in Wang's throat.

Roaring together, the valleys echoing, the woods in the woods shuttle, like a tiger waving in the mountains, sounding, the wind gushing.

Clouds from dragons, winds from tigers!

He flashed 30 meters away, blinking time. Pull the arrows open and fist to foot.

The legs and tibia of an Indonesian soldier were crushed at once, then when the chest “black tiger hollowed”, the soldier was punched in the gut, held up with one arm, overthrew his head, smashed out and knocked over another Indonesian soldier.

Wang Chaohuan smashed, very powerful, and the area was sharp. The collapsed soldier's neck was staggered, his throat tube cartilage was broken, he fell to the ground and struggled, and Wang Chaohuan stepped forward and broke his head.

He instantly killed two people, Wang Chao did not stop, jumped deep, dragon jumped, palm shot from the air. Bang! Another indigenous soldier's head was shot straight into the abdominal cavity, quite in the style of Li Shuwen, the great master of the Eight Poles, who died in Japan.

Wang Super fierce, suddenly, around four or five Indonesian soldiers, tacitly surrounded, the dagger reflected the moonlight, toward his throat, thighs, waist, two ribs tied.

Wang Chao doesn't dare to be lazy! He is well aware that every second of delay on the battlefield leads to the death of fewer than a hundred people on his side, while the Indonesian political ax army is clearly larger than on his side. Buy yourself some more time and maybe you can save one of your own lives!

At the moment when five Indonesian soldiers attacked him with a dagger, he shrunk and grew up. A type of "old bear collides with a tree”, where even people crash into the arms of the first attacking soldier.

Though the soldier wore a bulletproof vest, Wang Chao was still as powerful and powerful as lightning, still smashing his chest bone into pieces as if scrambled yellow beans. Man also sprayed blood from the sky and flew off the ground.

Crashed out, Wang Chao turned around, Shorty, get down! One big shovel leg, like a tornado rolling around the ground, swept to four other Indonesian indigenous soldiers surrounding him.

Pfft, pfft, pfft! The legs of a dead soldier were all swept up and fell to the ground. With Wang Chao's leg strength, that is, four large wooden stakes, which can be broken at once, not to mention four human legs!

Four broken legs, down on the ground! Wang Chao did not save his hand, successively made several horse-shaped killers “horseshoes”!

Steps even flashed, legs kicked low, down precisely, two seconds time, four people's temples were kicked, they instantly killed!

Show the full copy, let go of all fancy, merciful boxing, the tricks are killers. Less than thirty seconds later, Wang Chao killed all eight elite soldiers.

But throughout the battlefield, he still felt powerless. Feeling yourself killing too slowly. More than twice as many people, that is, each person, have to deal with more than two enemies. Unless Wang Superpower kills more than a hundred people in an instant, he can leverage both sides.

And this is obviously not something that can be done in a short time.

Fortunately, however, the fighting qualities of Wang Chao's army are clearly a little higher than those of the Special Forces of the Indonesian Axe Army. After nearly ten minutes of physical struggle, he was still intertwined.

Tan Wendong, and Huo Linger's brother and sister, also inspired courage at this critical juncture. During Wang Chao's murder, Huo Linger also bit the dagger, shook his fist, held his hand, and fought with the four Indonesian troops around him.

These Indonesian troops are well trained, experienced in the field, and veterans of fighting and killing. It's not a typical gangster character, even the practitioner at the peak of bright strength, one-on-one, inevitably to be killed by some fierce veteran who only trains in killing skills.

So, Holly is very lucky to have fought! Just now, she stabbed one with a dagger and stabbed him in the face with gossip. But he was surrounded, held by a soldier, and almost pressed to the ground. Forgive me, she fell on this soldier with the back-articulate kung fu of the gossip palm, on his arm, was also cut a long mouth by another soldier.

However, such a battle between life and death, for her growth, had also progressed dramatically.

Prerequisite, of course, is that she doesn't die in combat.

These Indonesian soldiers, with their proven skills in homicide, are also very cooperative.

Don't look at Wang in over 30 seconds, killing eight people at once, but Holly is so happy. What kind of kung fu is Wang Chao? East Asia's number one master.

In such a battlefield, dealing with such a killer veteran soldier also needs to separate spirits, constantly preventing the surrounding cold guns, exploding grenade shrapnel splashes.

It can be said that it is impossible to replace another master of boxing, and to make Wang Chao so clean and smooth.

And it is very likely that the boxing master will be blown to death by these soldiers after a slight delay.

In such a battlefield, anyone is in danger of dying at any time.

Wang Chao's eyes suffocated to see Ho Linger in danger. He rushed back again, tearing with a powerful eagle claw, snapping! The soldiers who besieged Huo Linger were stiffened by Wang Chaosheng, tore his neck, plenty of blood, and spilled Huo Linger all over again.

“Kill, kill, kill!” Holly experienced such a brutal killing, and when she was spilled with blood, her spirit became a little overwhelmed and hysterical, spitting a dagger out of her mouth, holding it in her hand, and searching for someone to kill.

Tan Wendong also fought very hard, his boxing skills were a little worse than Holly's. It's hard on two or three of the soldiers who work with each other.

By then, he had twisted to the ground with two or three Indonesian soldiers and rolled back and forth.

Experienced, hundreds of wars, killings, special soldiers who escaped in the rain of guns and woods, there is indeed something more troublesome than a brilliant boxer.

Perhaps you can beat him to the brink for a moment, but he will have an unexpected ability to hurt you, kill you in all sorts of weird ways, in a moment of relaxation.

A special soldier who has been trained countless times, his nerves are ten times more powerful than the average person, and even if you cut off his hand, he won't faint. Fighting can continue.

Tan Wendong and the three soldiers rolled over and twisted on the ground, when the danger arose. Wang Chao didn't come up to help. Not that he was unusually cold-blooded and intentionally exercised his apprentice.

There are so many opportunities for exercise, the battlefield is dangerous, saying death is death. Wang Chao is not a god either. When his apprentice dies, he can still be saved.

He also wants to help Tan Wendong.

But he didn't do it. Because he was being watched himself. Even if he had more martial arts, such a battlefield, he could not control the situation.

At the moment of killing the soldier who besieged Huo Linger, he suddenly jumped up, itching and numbness on his back, temples, shoulders, back waist, neck, and other sensitive points.

It's the feeling of someone pointing a gun at you.

For a moment, he felt at least six guns locked in his mouth.

He just killed a man, too conspicuous, no reason not to be targeted.

Boom, boom, boom! A string of bullets had already been fired from the chamber just as they were evacuated in anticipation of danger! From targeting to shooting, no more than 0.5 seconds, amazing speed, the shooter is a master!

“Uh-huh!” Wang Chao's divine will has been practiced in harmony with his body. When his mind moves, his body moves simultaneously. When he felt the danger, he immediately went into his throat and sounded as bored as a turtle.

Neck shrink, body squat, limbs shrink, gas roll, blood like a wheel.

Wang Chao shrugged his head, rolled the hillside, fell to the ground, and rolled three or four times. Some bullets in the critical areas, they're all empty. But he was shot in the head and in the back.

But his helmet, his vest, faithfully took these two bullets for him. No bullets penetrated the past.

But the bullet had tremendous impact, vibrating his gut and fainting his mind.

“Dude, the impact of this bullet is bigger than the full strength of a powerful man. If the average person gets this one, he's already had a concussion.” Wang super heart estimated the impact of the bullet, his back muscles, bones, head muscles, bones through the "tiger leopard thunder" of the marrow, became tens of times stronger than ordinary people, the impact of the bullet, though strong, can not harm him.

And at the same time, as he rolled over, Yu Guang looked at the direction of the bullet.

Those are three fine Indonesian indigenous youths, two white men in camouflage clothes, and one black man with strong steel muscles like Tyson.

In the hands of the six men, they all held guns, pointed them at each other, and shot them. Apparently it was the shooting of the head bird, asking him to shoot this brilliant figure.

“These six men are masters!” Wang Chao Yuguang has seen the temperament of these people through, powerful, rigorous, cold-blooded, determined, long-lasting and powerful.

The information, it was all in his head, flashed by.

“Shit, Shelly doesn't know what's going on!” Wang Chao flashed through the bullet, worried in his heart, quickly turned his head and swept, and found Shelly on the other side, lightning Ger killed three soldiers, then lost a grenade, then rolled away, nothing happened.

Meanwhile, the shooting stopped.

Six people who shot Wang Chao, as if they didn't have any bullets, threw away the gun in their hand. He glanced at each other, his body was like a leopard ghost, and the dynasty jumped super fast.

There is no doubt that this is the Supreme Commander who presided over the attack by the Indonesian commandos, Kogawa Fouyi, Wadhi, Ral, three Indonesian natives, and two white men, a black Tower Muscle Mountain. Six, attack simultaneously, to destroy Wang Chao.

They naturally see that Wang Chao is the toughest one.

Besides, not far behind Wang Chao, is Normanly, the main target of their operation.

The six men, more than a hundred meters from Wang Chao, but more than a dozen longitudinal hits and landings, are close. However, Wang Chao kicked and killed three soldiers tangled with Tan Wendong in front of him.

“Linger, come back!” Wang Chao shouted and called Ho Linger back because Ho Linger was away from him and he couldn't take care of him at all.

His voice had just fallen. That Tyson was as strong as he was. The tall black man was the first to jump at him. This black man was more than two meters tall! A bulging piece of muscle emits suffocating power.

His body, though large, was not heavy at all; on the contrary, it was as agile as a black leopard. First arrived, a punch waved over, the air burst and pulled, huge fist, covered Wang Chao's face.

Meanwhile, his body, like a tower, was like a mountain, and the dynasty was super hard to lean over.

“Eight-polar long thump, close to one another.” Wang Chao recognized this black man's boxing skills, immediately hugged Dan, sat on his crotch, and his heart immediately greased like a fire and cooked! The whole body of blood blew up.

This nigger is a good boxer, hand-to-hand, eye-to-eye, long thump, bow and arrow, not the usual boxing color.

Without a doubt, with this black man's feet with two super-sized kings, he practiced the freshly known octopus boxing technique, so deep, what a horrible force his body can explode!

Chinese martial arts museum, all over the world. Many foreigners study in boxing halls, and most foreigners practice much harder than their own Chinese counterparts. Especially a lot of good black people who admire violence and practice boxing is harsh. Negroes, especially in many US states, have embraced the pottery of Chinese kung fu.

Because of the ethnic conflict in the United States, black people have been bullied for years, Chinese boxers, too, have handed down a lot of boxing techniques to the black people to defend themselves, and at the same time, they have the intention of provoking contradictions between them and the white people.

Just this nigger, I don't know what's coming.

Wang Chao faced the black man with a long thump, tight, holding Dan flashing, heart oil cooking, blood like tide, clothes all over his body, helmet, like inflated balls drumming up, a stiff and thick blue muscle, like a blue snake wrapped around his neck, all the muscles of his body, like wire rope, twisted together.

Strike hard, slap hard, and hit your body!

I can't believe he punched me with his palm.

This is the most powerful and fierce "thunderbolt" in the hands of the Great Fallen. Read zhuo.}

The eight gossip palms of the great fallen tablet, rolling, thunder, willow leaf, cross, pan. It is Dandao's luck, stimulates the blood fate of the three doors, the highest boxing law.

Roll is twisted, Ray is blown. - Screw it, blow it.

Fist against fist! Relax! This black man, twice the size of Wang, was lifted on his feet, fell three meters and rolled aside, while the crisp fracture sounded.

This nigger has a thicker arm than his thigh. Wang Chao broke it!

But he was very agile, rolling down the path. Try to escape and attack again.

However, Wang Chao would not give him this opportunity, a type of dragon jump, like a shadow, to follow.

As soon as this nigger rolled up, Wang Chao hung his legs and rode on his waist with a "backward riding dragon," as if riding this big black bull.

Reverse the dragon! Winged Fall, is riding on a fallen man with a thump!

Wang Chao rides, his legs clip, this giant bull-like black man's kidney is clamped, his waist is numb, so he can't help himself. He was punched in the back of Wang Chao's arm and centered on the parietal bone of the brain.

Bang! His whole head was punched open with flowers, and Heavenly Lid blew directly, and his brains splashed out.

(To be continued)