Chapter 502: It's like entering a nobody

The sound of cannons was roaring, and the guns seemed to be getting closer and closer, and even lights came from Wennan Highway.

Who is approaching here? Has the Volunteer Army's large forces broken through all the defense lines of the South Korean Capital Division? Wang Yang calculated the time about the time. At this time, it had been about six hours before our army's large forces attacked the front-line defense area of ​​the South Korean Capital Division. It should have been broken through.

However, at this time, Wang Yang had no time to take care of these things, and all his mind was attracted by the enemies in front of him.

Two members of the US Navy Commando, these are elites in the US military. Although they don’t seem to be as powerful as the US Navy Commando that Wang Yang brought six teammates to kill with him, for Wang Yang, who was quite tired at this time, he must do his best.

How to quickly solve the problem of two US Navy Commando members together is a difficult problem facing Wang Yang, because there are South Korean troops on the top of the mountain, because there is an old fox with a US Navy Commando member in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

It can be said that Wang Yang is in the encirclement of the enemy. Although Wang Yang always thought that an elite special forces member could cause the most damage to the enemy is behind the enemy, or even among the enemy group, how to escape safely from the enemy group is definitely something that an outstanding special forces soldier must grasp, otherwise no matter how many enemies he kills, it will not be considered successful.

So although he hated these Americans very much, Wang Yang warned himself not to be impulsive and never take action without waiting for an excellent opportunity.

While observing the two members of the US Navy Commando rushing over, Wang Yang analyzed the comparison between the enemy and himself.

The two U.S. Navy commandos are very physically strong, and the guns in their hands are always placed at any time to shoot, which shows that they are very confident in their marksmanship.

However, Wang Yang found that they were not very familiar with the terrain of this jungle, and they struggled to climb to the top of the mountain. They often had to put in a twelve minutes to overcome an obstacle, and sometimes even fell down. From this perspective, the two of them were not very stable, and they were easily distracted when fighting in such a jungle.

Wang Yang knew that his physical strength was no longer the best. After all, he fought behind enemy lines for seven days and seven nights. Although he had been hunting supplies from the enemy, he was injured and had not received a good rest. This put him in a very unfavorable position. He could not fight a protracted battle and had to fight quickly.

Therefore, Wang Yang did not plan to kill a member of the US Navy Commando and then go to a arduous tug-of-war with another member of the US Navy Commando. He thought of his advantage, that is, his fighting ability is rarely confronted by enemies on the battlefield. If he could kill one with a saber in his hand at close range and then shoot another member of the US Navy Commando with guns, then he would have much more chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang decided not to rush to act. He almost watched the two U.S. Navy Commando members get closer and closer to him. Unfortunately, the two U.S. Navy Commando members are far away, and the closest one is five meters away from him, and he swept past him, which makes Wang Yang unable to start immediately.

However, Wang Yang was not worried. He adjusted his breathing reasonably and quickly accumulated physical strength. Before the two US Navy commando team members reached the mountainside, he began to make some arrangements on the upper side of the mountainside, saying that it was difficult to make any arrangements in such a short time. Wang Yang just made some leaves and rounder branches in some wide areas in the jungle.

With the cover of artillery fire and gunfire, Wang Yang's figure moved quickly in the jungle like a ghost, which made people unaware. Two members of the US Navy Commando climbed up desperately. They never thought that Wang Yang was actually less than thirty meters away from them, so they did not notice that there was a vague change on the road ahead.

Wang Yang was about fifteen meters back. He made arrangements based on the route expected to enter by the two U.S. Navy Commando members, but after he arranged for more than ten minutes, the two U.S. Navy Commando members got closer and closer to him, and he had to retreat and lurk again. Opportunities have been created, and whether they can play a role depends on luck.

Of course, in many cases, luck accounts for a considerable part of the essence on the battlefield. Otherwise, in the battlefield where artillery fire is endless, the shells are not recognized. Why do some people never bombard him after fighting a war for a lifetime? Why do some people have the fate of being crushed to pieces as soon as they go to the battlefield?

Wang Yang didn't know what the luck would be for these two U.S. Navy Commando members, but he found that their lower plate was unstable. Similarly, these U.S. Navy Commando members were obviously subconsciously repelled the dark jungle. They liked some relatively open places in the jungle, so this gave Wang Yang some unexpected opportunities.

So when the two U.S. Navy Commando members passed by him, Wang Yang stood up quietly and began to quietly follow the U.S. Navy Commando member who dragged behind him.

Undoubtedly, this is a very difficult action in itself, because there may be South Korean soldiers looking down on the top of the mountain, and there may be members of the US Navy Commando paying attention in the dense forest below, but Wang Yang is not afraid of all this. In such a dark night, in the jungle hills, he has this confidence and will not let the enemies around him easily discover him.

Compared to Wang Yang's speed, although Wang Yang was half-waisted and quickly ran through the jungle, his figure always appeared cleverly in the darkness. Unlike the two members of the US Navy Commando, he did not dare to move forward in the dark forest at all. They were open there and walked there, otherwise they would be worried that they would not know when they would arrive at their destination.

It is very normal to fall alone on a rugged mountain road. Even with the roar of artillery fire in the distance, such a fall will not attract others' attention. What's more, there are not only one or two South Korean officers and soldiers who fell on the way up the mountain, and it is not surprising that these two US Navy Commando members fell.

The fallen member of the US Navy Commando was the one in the front. He cursed with some depression, then glanced at the ground with his eyes. With the flying flares in the sky, the American soldier saw that he accidentally stepped on a round branch. Because this was a sloped road on the hillside, he would naturally fall into a beautiful place once he stepped on a round object.

"Morasen, be careful of slippery roads..."

Strongly standing up, the US Navy Commando member glanced at the comrades behind. His companion behind was not as good as that. He kindly woke up to the companion behind. He happened to see the companion behind him slipped and almost fell down. He could only shake his head hatred.

"Damn, this broken place on the Korean Peninsula is really not a fucking fool!"

To be honest, these Americans have been fighting for so long on the Korean battlefield, and it has been three or four years, even longer than they fought the entire Second World War. What's even more terrible is that the climate here is so dissatisfied with them. How could he feel comfortable?

But even though he was uncomfortable, the US Navy Commando member vaguely heard Moraxon agreeing behind him, and he had to walk forward again, but he knew that the mountain road was extremely slippery, so he walked more carefully and slowed down.

But even so, the mountain road was still not so easy to conquer. Although Morrasen behind him had already thought that the road was slippery, he deliberately avoided the round branches, but the leaves were too much together. Because it was almost morning, there seemed to be more dew in the jungle. As soon as he stepped on a pile of branches, his body still slipped and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Damn, when will this broken place be?"

The voice from behind was heard by the US Navy Commando member in front of him. He almost didn't have to look back and knew that Moraxon behind him had slipped, so he didn't look back. While carefully paying attention to moving forward, he walked forward cursingly. Looking at the peak that was only fifty or sixty meters at most, he was a little discouraged. He didn't know how long it would take to climb.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was still complaining about the road conditions, it seemed that the normal fall had problems this time, because from the facts, when the US Navy commando fell to the ground, Wang Yang was given a perfect opportunity to attack. Wang Yang tried his best to set up traps on this open road, and in fact, he was just waiting for such an opportunity.

"Damn 'Devil Warrior', I must break you up if I catch you!"

Moraxon, a member of the US Navy Commando who fell to the ground, was undoubtedly in a very bad mood. He did not hate the terrain. What he hated was the "Devil Warrior" who forced them to fight in this broken place. Because if it were not the "Devil Warrior", he might still be sleeping in the barracks, but now he has to suffer here. How can he feel comfortable if he doesn't scold him?

Suddenly! Swish!

However, Moraxon did not expect that if the fall was depressed now, then his suffering had only begun. After two abnormal sounds, he was still lowering his head and getting up, but suddenly he felt a huge black shadow attacking him. He tried to turn around and see what was going on behind him, but the black shadows coming behind were too fast. Before he could stand up, a huge force hit his waist.

It seemed as if a huge baseball bat was smashed hard on the back. The irresistible force knocked Moraxen, who had just risen and half-up, and then fell to the ground again.

But this time the fall was not as easy as slipping just now. The power came from behind was extremely strong, and it hit his back heart. The pure physical impact made his internal organs seem to be hit by a hammer. Moraxon screamed, his eyes turned black, and then he felt salty in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurted out of his throat.

"What happened? Is it a big black bear?"

Such a powerful force made Moraxon almost breathe, and his whole body hit the ground hard. Then he felt a heavy body pressing against his spine, making him unable to move at all. Moraxon was so dizzy that he didn't believe that the sudden attack was from people. He thought he had encountered a big black bear in the mountains, otherwise how could he have such great power?

Bang!

However, the subsequent gunshot smashed the thought in his heart to pieces. He seemed to hear a scream from the front when he was dizzy. The sound was so familiar that it was clearly the roar of his companion. Then he heard an object in front of him fall heavily and then roll down the hillside.

"No! Is it the enemy? It's the 'devil warrior'?!"

Because of the intersection of fear, Moraxon almost used all his strength to raise his head. The scene he saw made him lose his soul. The body of his companion in front rolled down the hillside like a tree stump. He could see his companion rolling down helplessly, while black and red liquid kept gushing out from the back of his head.

"That's blood! He was hit on the back of the head with a bullet! Who did it?"

Moraxon then thought of the burden that was like a thousand pounds on his body. His dizzy mind seemed to be much clearer under this fear. Then he felt an object like a knee on his back pressing against his spine, and another leg was stepping on his shoulder. He could completely imagine that a volunteer soldier was firing this fatal shot with a single-kneel shooting.

A snap of the gun was pulled in his ear, the sound was so close that Morasson even smelled the breathing of the person behind him.

A terrifying feeling spread from the top of his head to his feet. He thought of the man as a "devil warrior". He struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the heavy pressure on his back, but he was extremely sad to find that the devil behind him had used some method to press on the middle of his waist. The muscles and muscles there seemed to be restricted by some strange force, making him unable to move at all.

"Devil, this is a devil!!!"

What kind of strange power is this? Just pressing down on his waist makes him unable to move. This is simply the power of a devil. It is impossible for a person to have such ability. He is over 1.8 meters tall. Moraxon, who always thinks his strength is not bad, was full of fear in his eyes. He could not believe all this. How could a short volunteer soldier control his body with his strength? This is either magic or magic.

Morrason was frightened and could hardly control his emotions, and the devil's roar almost rang throughout the jungle.

But fear cannot save him, and roar can only remind his comrades to find the "devil warrior". Of course, he did not know that in ancient Chinese martial arts, the Mingmen point on his waist was the biggest fatal point in life. As long as the power is used reasonably, it can completely achieve the effect of using clever tricks to pull a thousand pounds. This can of course explain why he can't move.

Therefore, even if you call again, it is useless. With a full blow, Wang Yang finally killed two US Navy commandos snipers at a fast speed. At this time, he saw Moraxon's long roar in despair. After Wang Yang shot the US Navy commando member in front of him, he turned around and smashed Moraxon's skull with a gun.

Just like a deflated ball, in order to ensure his safety and to ensure the rapid battle, Wang Yang did not fire a second shot, but the butt stock he smashed hard also had the effect of killing people. Moraxon only felt that his head was smashed down by a huge rock on his head, and the feeling of the sky and the earth cracking came from the top of the skull. The darkness opened a huge black hole and drowned him in it.

Da da da da da! Bang bang!

Suddenly, the gunshots sounded behind them alarmed all the South Korean soldiers. The sounds of submachine guns and sniper rifles immediately came. When they turned around, they saw that Wang Yang was standing up from Morassen. When they fired the gun, Wang Yang's figure was as fast as lightning and suddenly rushed into the woods. The movement was as fast as lightning, which made the South Korean soldiers on the top of the mountain unable to even see Wang Yang's figure.

The unlucky one was Moraxon who fell to the ground and was in a dizzy state. Perhaps Wang Yang's spearhead would not kill him, but when countless bullets on the mountain attacked him without any eyes, Wang Yang had already jumped away from him, but he became the object of suffering for these bullets. His body trembled like a conditioned reflex, and he could no longer move.

"It's the Communist Army, catch him!"

"Devil Warrior, this is a Devil Warrior, hurry up... and surrounded... hurry up..."

"We can't let him run away anymore. He has only one person. Let's go together..."

Seeing Wang Yang disappearing in the jungle they had just passed by, the South Korean soldiers were extremely frightened, but they still plucked up their courage to rush down. Anyone could know that Wang Yang had only one person. As long as he was really surrounded by everyone, even if a few were sacrificed, he would have the chance to leave Wang Yang here. So under the orders of several South Korean officers, these South Korean soldiers rushed down and rushed straight to where Wang Yang had just disappeared.

"So quickly, he...he's gotten there?"

"Is he... he really a devil..."

However, when these South Korean soldiers really chased Wang Yang, they realized how terrifying Wang Yang was at this time. His body was almost unstoppable when he quickly ran through the forest. In the lush dark forest, he felt like he was like a fish in water. When these South Korean soldiers rushed to the place where Wang Yang began to finally kill the US Navy commando team members, they suddenly found that Wang Yang's figure was like a ghost, and as soon as they entered the forest, these South Korean soldiers were stunned...
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