Chapter 3 Do not talk about martial arts
Du Huaishan's hands froze in mid-air.
His dark red pupils shrank, he decisively grabbed the horse rifle next to him, twisted his waist, and knelt down to aim in the direction of the sound.
In an instant, the bush was peeled open by a rotting claw, and a monster that looked like a tattered big-headed doll from a garbage dump squeezed out, with its body covered in dark green rotten flesh.
The huge head lifted the entire body to a height of more than two meters. A pair of black eyes the size of tennis balls turned several times and finally locked onto the puddle.
Accompanied by baby-like laughter, the monster's jaws opened and closed at an incredible angle, stretching the corners of its mouth and cracking its face, revealing its masseter muscles filled with maggots and its burnt, greasy teeth!
Laugh at your mother!
boom!
Before the monster finished laughing, Du Huaishan pulled the trigger, with the muzzle of the gun still pointed at the monster's torso.
His marksmanship has not been systematically trained and is very poor. He can only improve his accuracy by aiming at a large area.
The bullet grazed the waist of the big-headed monster, spurting out a few streaks of black blood, but soon, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Wow……"
Like the four-cornered monster, this guy was unconscious and had a strange smile on his face, like a wild dog that had found a bone, stumbling and running towards Duhuai Mountain at high speed.
As danger approached, Du Huaishan did not dodge or dodge, but quickly pulled and turned the gun bolt.
The copper cartridge case was thrown out crisply, the next bullet entered the chamber, the trigger was pulled, and another shot was fired.
From a distance of more than ten meters, the bullet accurately hit the big-headed monster's thigh, bursting out a large mass of flesh and blood. The already top-heavy monster fell down.
Much weaker than the four-cornered monster!
"Qiang!"
Without saying a word, Du Huaishan threw away his gun and drew his sword, strode into a meteoric stride, held the saber in both hands across his chest, like a knight charging, and stabbed angrily!
After experiencing his first life-and-death battle, he realized two things:
1. The basic strength of the new body is too weak. Even after a round of monster strengthening, the chopping power is still not great. It is better to use stabbing more, which is less strenuous. With the weight bonus of the whole body armor, the lethality is stronger;
Second, the four-cornered monsters have sabers stuck in their heads during the battle, which proves that these guys are different from zombies and are not afraid of beheading.
heart!
He stabbed himself in the heart to successfully kill the four-cornered monster!
But.
While Du Huaishan was sprinting with his saber, his blood-colored pupils suddenly dilated. In addition to the big-headed monster that fell to the ground, a new one actually appeared in his pupils!
Here comes another one!
He wanted to stop, but the inertial force of the full-armor sprint was too great, and he couldn't stop himself, so he fell down.
So, in the eyes of the two big-headed monsters, Du Huaishan was like a car making a U-turn, stabbing his saber, running a quadratic function curve, and fled back to the puddle in the same direction, and picked up the horse rifle.
Apply oil to the soles of your feet and drive away at full speed.
Monsters don’t have any fucking moral ethics!
In the forest, Du Huaishan spat and ran as fast as he could, completely ignoring the vibrations of the pursuit behind him.
One against two and run away, not shabby!
Even though Jiangcheng Physical Education Institute is the top martial arts university in China, the Sanda teacher taught them the first lesson in actual combat:
Just run away!
Don't be superstitious about nonsense like "I'm going to hit ten" or "seize the sword with bare hands". The teacher actually demonstrated it in class.
As long as there is not much difference in physical fitness.
If one person resists a punch or a kick from you, as long as he doesn't faint, he goes up and hugs you, and the other person comes to make up for the punch, then it's basically over.
Don't think about hiding by moving. If you can move, others can too.
It is even more dangerous to grab a knife with bare hands.
Gangsters can make countless mistakes, but if you make one mistake, you will be punished immediately!
This is the current situation.
Du Huaishan could barely deal with one big-headed monster, let alone two of them at the same time. Running was the best solution.
However, he was wearing a full set of armor, carrying two sabers and a horse rifle. He drank water without eating any food all afternoon, and could not increase his speed.
After comprehensive consideration, he still refused to give up his armor. After all, it was his only capital for fighting monsters in close combat.
You have to find a way to go where the vegetation is narrow!
Looking back, he saw two big-headed monsters almost tripping over the bushes. Du Huaishan quickly had an idea in his mind. He stopped and fired a shot, dragged one of them down, and then walked forward according to his memory.
ran into a dense forest.
Just a few steps after changing the path, there was suddenly a rush of hooves coming from the side.
Damn it!
There won't be another group of four-cornered monsters, right?
Du Huaishan's heart dropped for the most part.
Already prepared to endure the pain and transform into a desperate fight.
Between the electric light and flint, there was a clang and clang, and several colorful lights erupted in the woods.
A silver thread suddenly shot out and hit the back of the head of one of the chasing big-headed monsters. Through reflection, it looked like a wire rope.
Ode, a sound similar to the spray of a hairspray can sounded.
He saw with his own eyes a figure, following the wire rope and flying towards him in mid-air. The figure was wearing bright red rope armor and a silver helmet with red horns. He looked like an ancient war god general, with a white cloak behind him flying fiercely in the air.
Dancing, there is a dragon and a tiger printed on it, and a golden shield surrounds it!
Wait until you are two meters above the big-headed monster.
"Cang Lang Lang" let out a long roar, and the figure raised a large Miao knife from its back. The shining light of the knife drew a white rainbow in the dense forest, and it slashed down like a wind and lingering clouds.
Du Huaishan could not imagine how powerful this sword was. In his pupils, only the black shadow of the monster was split into two, and thick blood flew into the sky like a fountain.
same time.
Bang! Ta-ta-ta!
Various gunshots came one after another from the rear, and hundreds of bullets formed a small fire net, completely covering the other big head.
Even though the monster had a perverted level of self-healing ability, it was still beaten with bloody holes all over its body and fell to the ground.
Just recovered and got up.
Chant! Two more puffs of air.
Two soldiers wearing cloth armor came with the steel rope. They pulled out the sabers from their waists and slashed them down with the roaring wind. Suddenly, black blood spattered everywhere. Looking at the monster again, it was shocking that it had been divided into four parts.
Festival!
The person who arrived later took out a red box and began to collect the monster's bleeding heart.
The man in armor came out bathed in blood.
With a twist of his wrist, the blade turned half a circle, and the pus and blood were completely thrown away along the edge of the blade.
"First Cavalry Brigade, Second Platoon Commander of the Reconnaissance Regiment: Chang Sui'an, my little brother is..."
He sheathed his sword, Chang Suian carried a machine gun on his shoulder, a star with a yellow background and a red bar on his shoulder, and walked slowly with big iron boots. He looked to be in his thirties, and his voice was low and full of energy.
It's the army!
With the idea that talking too much will lead to mistakes, Du Huaishan only said his name: "Du Huaishan."
"Aren't you a garrison in Xintun City?"
Du Huaishan shook his head.
Hearing that the other party did not report his unit number, Chang Sui'an understood. Looking at the young man wearing armor with two sabers on his back and a rifle in front of him, he found it interesting.
"What about the rest?"
"Our entire convoy is dead."
After hearing the last three words, the expressions of everyone in the second platoon of the reconnaissance team were: some looked gloomy, some looked sad.
There are some people...
Perhaps because they were used to seeing the cruelty of life, separation and death, their emotions no longer made any waves and they could only choose to remain silent.
After all, it was a step too late.
"Fur!"
Chang Sui'an blew the whistle suddenly, and veins popped out on his neck. His face, full of vicissitudes of life and smoke, gradually became cold, like an angry beast:
"What level of disaster did the demons attack your team, and where are they now?"
Chapter completed!