Xiao Hongjun, who charged forward with a short spear, adopted the combat style of the front troops. When the charge sounded, he would never retreat. There was no charge here, but only his son.

"roar!"

Xiao Hongjun, who was charging, roared out, like a lion and thunder, and the militants felt a trembling feeling.

"Dadada..."

"Dadada..."

“…”

The militants were pulling the tamp, and Xiao Hongjun was also pulling the tamp, and the two sides fired each other wildly. The warhead rushed past his side, making constant whistling sounds.

"puff!"

A bunch of blood splashed out from Xiao Hongjun's shoulders, and a warhead almost flew past the flesh that penetrated his shoulders and rubbed against his neck.

"ah!……"

A militant screamed miserablely, and his body seemed to be hit by a giant hammer. He overturned backwards and blood gushed upwards in his chest.

"kill!!"

Xiao Hongjun, who was charging faster and faster, roared again, and the word "kill" broke out. The killing that he had hidden for many years exploded.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters...

Facing at least ten militants, Xiao Hongjun charged and then charged. He treated his flesh and blood as a violent chariot and crushed him strongly!

"Puff!Puff!"

Two blood flowers splashed out from Xiao Hongjun's body again, one was his thigh and the other was his arms. But these two bullets still did not cause severe damage to him, and they still only pierced through his muscles.

The warhead's penetration did not hinder his charge, not only did it not hinder him, but instead aggravated his combustion to a greater extent.

"kill!!!"

The third roar burst out, and Xiao Hongjun's eyes widened to the extreme, and the corners of his eyes were almost broken. His naked body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, and his tiny bald head seemed to be flashing with a green light that only a sharp blade would emit.

Amid the shouts of killing soaring into the sky, the militants who were only twenty meters away were so scared that they were terrified. They had never seen such a cruel person, and had never seen a person without any protection launch a brazen charge in this way.

Isn’t he afraid of death? Are he really not afraid of death?!

That's right, Xiao Hongjun is not afraid of death. When he climbed out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood on the front line of Laoshan, death is just a simple word to him and cannot represent anything at all.

Because he has made a profit until now, even if he dies now, it is a happy thing.

After he died, he could drink and eat meat with his former brothers; after he died, he could see his sons who had missed him for many years!

"Kill him! Kill! Kill! Kill!" The militants were panicked, roaring and howling.

Facing a fearless charge of the God of War, the panicked militants began to shoot desperately, and even the militants who were using the help of the corner bunker jumped out and stood there and raised their guns to shoot.

At this moment, Xiao Hongjun showed a smile on his lips, which was a proud smile, a contemptuous smile, and a disdainful smile.

"Da da da da da da da..."

Ten rifles opened fire at Xiao Hongjun at the same time, and instantly organized an extremely dense firepower network. This firepower network implemented absolutely dense sealing of alleys less than five meters wide. Not to mention a person, even a kitten and a puppy could not escape.

But just before the militant group shot, Xiao Hongjun's body suddenly lowered, and his whole body was lying down, rolling forward with tactical movements against the ground.

One rolled forward nearly ten meters, and two rolled directly to the militants.

He avoided the group shooting of the militants in a breeze, wiped the warhead flying above and completed the charge, and entered the crowd of militants.

The speed is very fast, so fast that it makes people feel dizzy!

This is the madness of the first generation of Chinese special forces. They are the generation that grew up under the charge. Perhaps modern equipment is unfamiliar to them, but in terms of individual combat effectiveness, I am afraid no modern special forces can compare with them.

This is a killing, it is accumulated with death. The Chinese Army, the best in the world, is their generation, and the previous generation used blood to make the enemy unable to help but say it.

"Swoosh!"

Xiao Hongjun threw down his rifle and pulled out the triangular military spear. When he stood up, he stabbed a militant in the chest. While killing, he stood up straight and reached out his left hand to the cheek of another militant beside him.

Five callused fingers were squeezing hard on the faces of the militants, tightly clamping them like iron hooks.

"roar!"

"squeak……"

Five iron hooks exerted force at the same time, directly shattering the militants' eyes, and then tearing off the other party's skin in blood.

"Ah!!!...Ah!!!..."

The militants let out a tragic cry and lay down on the ground and rolled wildly.

“Hahahahaha…”

Xiao Hongjun laughed, rotated his body, and sent the three-edged military spear forward with his right hand, piercing it from his eyebrows into another person's head.

"squeak……"

The triangular blade rubbed violently with the skull, making people feel scared, as if their hearts were rolled over by countless barbs.

The laughing Xiao Hongjun kicked the body away, put his left arm around the next person's neck, and squeezed it hard.

"Click!"

The sound of bone fracture was clearly heard, and the throat and neck bones of the militants were shattered. When Xiao Hongjun let go, his neck was almost pressed into a meat pie...

The flesh and blood flew everywhere, the bones were broken and howled. Xiao Hongjun, who charged in, slaughtered wildly. No one could be his one-union enemy, and no one could withstand any of his blows.

He was a chariot that crushed his fragile lives to pieces.

"Kill!!! Hahahaha..."

Xiao Hongjun's right hand pierced the militant's head from bottom to top and directly lifted it up. He waved his left fist forward and hit the temple hard on the last man's temple.

"Click..."

The bones shattered and the last militant's face was twisted instantly due to the shattering of the skull. He lay on the ground without saying a word, bleeding from his seven orifices.

After killing these militants in an instant, Xiao Hongjun raised his right arm high, picked up the corpse on the Sanling Army's sting, and howled to the sky.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao

“Tick…tick…tick…tick…tick…tick…”

The blood of the corpse flowed down the triangular army thorns, and after dyeing the thick right arm of Xiao Hongjun, it fell to the ground drop by drop.

Xiao Hongjun is very strong, so powerful that it is unimaginable, even beyond Xiao Yuanchao's perception.

In the distance, with the speed of the mechanical exoskeleton, Xiao Yuanchao, who had completed the killing at the same time as Xiao Hongjun, stood there blankly, staring at his father from afar.

He felt strange, but at the same time he felt admiration: This is my father!
Chapter completed!