Faced with the sudden attack, Major Divatoglu's face was filled with surprise. He didn't know how this enemy came upon them, and there was not even a sound. You must know that Feiyun Ridge was already covered with snow.

dried grass

It's all over the ground. As long as you step on it, the "crackling" sound of the snow and the "crackling" sound of dry branches and dead grass breaking down are like a bright light in this dark and silent night, and you can instantly turn yourself on.

to determine the basic enemy situation.

This was the method used by Divatoglu to annihilate Li Yuanji and his gang before, and the effect was surprisingly good. Because of this, he did not place any warning posts around the main position at all, so he was confident that with the help of his men

This group of Turkic warriors, who have inherited the great glory of Ottoman Turkey, will definitely rely on the keen perception endowed by nature to make opponents who dare to challenge them unable to hide.

Unexpectedly, the squadron in front of them, which launched a fierce attack on them, had not even made a sound before. If it was just one person, nearly a hundred people were so silent, which made Major Diwatoglu

Some people think about it with great horror. Is this army in front of me really human?

"Sir, what should we do? These little orientals are so powerful!"

Just when Major Diwatoglu was stunned in disbelief, one of his lieutenants asked him for instructions loudly. This made Major Diwatoglu wake up from the initial shock, and then he pulled the just right from his waist.

The Damascus knife that drank the blood was drawn out.

Immediately, his vicious gray pupils suddenly burst into murderous intent, and he loudly ordered to the captain in front of him: "You also said that they are short orientals, an army that can't even use real steel swords, and they are not worthy of fighting with us.

Ottoman Turkish warriors are fighting hand-to-hand combat, pick up your steel swords and teach them what real close combat is!"

After Major Divatoglu's impassioned mobilization, the surrounding Turkish soldiers howled like wild beasts as if they were possessed by gods. A surge of arrogance bursting from their bones soared into the sky, like the warrior who spanned Europe and Asia.

The glory of the great empire, which made all the countries in the East and West bow their heads, returned to them. As long as they rushed over, they would be like their distant ancestors, destroying everything and destroying both humans and gods!

The Turkish soldiers have extraordinary confidence, and as the commander, Major Diwatoglu is even more confident. Not only because of the arrogant national pride in his bones, but also because he does have this strength. The Turkish army may not be as good as in terms of firepower.

Other powers, but it is recognized as a strong force in hand-to-hand combat, especially the Turkish long knife, which was derived from the Damascus knife, and is a sharp weapon in hand-to-hand combat.

What's more, the Turkish infantry brigade stationed on the Korean battlefield is a carefully selected elite of the Turkish army. Each of them has undergone more than a year of individual close combat training. As long as they are allowed to explode completely, let alone

They are low-status Easterners, and even the armies of super-powerful countries will be killed on the spot by their long swords.

If that was all, Major Divatoglu didn't dare to rely on him, because before he set foot in North Korea, he had heard that the Chinese Army's hand-to-hand combat was not weak, and coupled with the silent attack just now, it made him

Major Dediwatoglu did not dare to underestimate them, but when he calmed down, he realized that the squadron in front of him might be able to avoid their keen insight, but the equipment for hand-to-hand combat was pitifully incompetent.

Because each of their guns is not equipped with a traditional sword-shaped bayonet, but a slender bayonet-mounted object. In fact, in Divatoglu's eyes, calling it a bayonet-mounted object is an exaggeration of this weird bayonet.

It is said that the larger needle is still about the same. Seeing this, Divatoglu almost laughed out loud. Using a long needle is like competing with the Turkish army, which is famous for hand-to-hand combat. It is like fighting an egg with a stone.

No difference.

It is precisely because of this that Divatoglu completely forgot about the silent shock of the squadron. It is a joke that a group of rookies who can't even use bayonets, even if they are possessed by gods, will inevitably become Turkish soldiers.

The devil is under the sword, that is, a sneak attack by the cunning Chinese, otherwise Divatoglu can guarantee that he and his soldiers will remain unscathed and make these Chinese people regret living in this world.

Now that he had gathered his formation and made preparations, all that was left was to rush forward like a tiger and tear the Chinese in front of him into pieces. Then he raised the Damascus knife in his hand and shouted wildly at the Turkish soldiers beside him.

: "Warriors, charge forward and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding Turkish soldiers suddenly became excited, howling and rushing forward with swords drawn, but what they responded to was still running and sprinting silently, with only the military thorns shining coldly under the moonlight.

With a chilling murderous intention...

One step, two steps, the two sides quickly approached!

Three steps, four steps, the speed of the enemy and ourselves is wrinkled!

Five steps, six steps, the two torrents turned into swords and swords and violently collided...

In an instant, the cry of killing resounded through Feiyun Ridge, and the screams of blunt objects piercing flesh and tearing filled the sky. However, this kind of scream was wonderful music to Divatoglu’s ears. He only felt that it was more popular than the American ones.

The music also needed to be dynamic and cool, so the cruel smile on his face became stronger and stronger, but in the next moment, the smile solidified on his face.

Because he suddenly realized that something was wrong. The screams were very loud, but most of them were made by Turkish soldiers, but there were only a handful of Chinese troops, and his own front line was also retreating involuntarily. Seeing this

Divatoglu was in disbelief, but before he could figure it out, a Chinese soldier rushed over from the diagonal stab.

The lieutenant who was following him had quick eyesight and quick hands. He picked up the long knife in his hand and blocked the Chinese soldier's attack. The Chinese soldier did not panic. He held the gun body and took advantage of the Turkish lieutenant to put away the knife.

, and stabbed suddenly at the chest. Seeing that something was wrong, the lieutenant quickly held the knife and tried to block it. However, the shining military spur under the moonlight was like a snake, bypassing the Turkish captain's blocking posture, and launched from a small air attack.

Go straight into the chest.

"kill"

A short and explosive shout pierced the night sky, and Divatoglu's ears could only hear the sound of "pop" breaking through the body. The Turkish lieutenant with rich experience in close combat suddenly shook his body, and his body was thick.

Thick plasma surged out like a fountain along the blood groove of the military spear. Then, as the Chinese soldier suddenly pulled it out, a column of splattering blood shot out. As for the man, he could no longer recover and slumped to the ground...
Chapter completed!