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Chapter 51: The Balance of Terror (5)

"MD, come on together and kill him!"

When Situ Ya rubbed a pair of smoked red eyes with great effort, and through the changing smoke, he could not help but be shocked. After all, the mercenaries of so many years were not in vain. Even though Situ Ya was so scared that she still issued a correct counterattack order.

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

With Situ Ya's order, the mercenaries did not care about the injuries on their bodies and fucked the guys who were eating and began to shoot wildly. For a moment, the gunshots kept ringing like beans.

If it weren't for being dizzy by the landmines that had just exploded, I believe that these well-trained mercenaries would have helped Wu Han to have a good drink. Unfortunately, things in this world cannot be assumed in advance. Just as the theoretical values ​​and planned indicators on paper are always separated from the actual situation, this seemingly fierce attack has little effect, and the mercenaries' shooting did not hurt Wu Han's hair. This result is not surprising at all. If Wu Han hadn't known that these guys in front of him had just been blown up by the landmines and would definitely not be able to perform at the best level, he wouldn't have jumped out to be a target for others.

With the crazy strafing, the mercenaries quickly fired all the bullets in the automatic rifle magazine. When they calmed down and changed the magazine, they truly felt the terribleness of their opponents. Under the rolling black smoke from the burning car, Wu Han, a living person, disappeared.

"Damn, where are you?"

He also swept his hands wildly, Situ Yali landed on the ground and replaced it with a new magazine. He leaned over and looked for Wu Han's figure back and forth. At this moment, a mercenary behind him screamed and said:

“Under the car.”

"Everyone, how about trying Teppanyaki?"

The mercenaries turned around and just witnessed a gorgeous action scene. At some point, Wu Han, who was quietly walking around the back, squatting under the truck. He stretched out his arms to hold the bottom of the truck, and raised the heavy truck with his own strength. Seeing this scene, the mercenaries must have white lips. In the ancient Chinese legend, Chu King had the power to pull mountains and raise the tripod, and the general Gao Chong, under Yue Fei, also tried to pick iron trucks. In a word, they were all powerful guys. This time, Wu Han followed the example of his ancestors and showed off his strength. Looking at these mercenaries who looked disgusted, Wu Han didn't talk much, and waved his arms forward. The truck hit the crowd with a sharp sound of wind.

"Boom...bang!"

A low and thrilling impact was as terrifying as an earthquake. The body of the car had been deformed by a landmine and the internal support structure was damaged. How could this poor truck withstand such violent destruction? As the car body fell to the ground, a loud bang, a chaotic metal fragments splashed out and scattered in a radius of dozens of meters nearby.

"withdraw!"

The previous reckless counterattack was just that Situ Ya was blinded by the hatred in her heart. When she saw Wu Han's strange power that was not human, no matter how unwilling he was willing to admit it, she should know that continuing to delay would definitely lead to the destruction. After regaining his mind, Situ Ya immediately called on the three men who escaped by the attack like Mount Tai to escape. If she could not defeat her, could she escape? Seeing this, Wu Han sneered silently, and he leaned over and rushed into the rolling smoke.

"Puff! Ah!"

The strange sound of sharp weapons piercing into the human body from the smoke and then pulling out violently made the mercenaries feel chilling on their backs.

Although the sound of the killing of cold weapons is low and hoarse, it is far more terrifying than the sound of the automatic firearm. The scene of the white knife entering and the red knife coming out is not something that anyone can face calmly. When it is in this state of confrontation within a face-to-face distance, it will greatly test the will and courage of both sides of the war. As long as one of the parties involved loses the fighting spirit and turn around and escape, the rest will be simple, and it is just one-sided massacre.

This is why in ancient wars, there were often cases of winning with less, and after entering the age of hot weapons, this kind of thing became extremely rare.

The reason is actually very simple. The performance improvement of human weapon technology has exceeded the realm that can be surpassed by soldiers' courage and will. The real factor that really determines the outcome of a war is no longer human, but the performance of the weapons in everyone's hands. In any case, the spiritual atomic bomb that is boasted by the weak side of the technology and even regarded as the standard cannot be compared with the real U235. One thousand ways and ten thousand ways, the spiritual realm is ultimately empty. The best-quality man who can still keep the Tao in a hungry day can't be produced even in a thousand years. Only a strong material foundation is the real magic weapon to win.

If there is no special situation as a premise, even a coward holding an excellent automatic firearm, he can easily defeat a battle-hardened and unarmed warrior. If there is anything more undesirable in this world than the weapon theory, it is the spiritual atomic bomb.

"Dong!"

It was probably too late to pull out a triangular bayonet from the unlucky man who died in front of him. Wu Han swung a punch towards him. The boxing technique is as if it were like a crossbow and a joint like a machine. Wu Han's seemingly casual punch was so amazing that even through the thick bulletproof vest, the nearby mercenaries could clearly hear the crisp sound of the sternum of his companion inch. The mercenaries who were knocked to the ground struggled for a few times. His face turned blue quickly, and then a large ball of blood foam continued to overflow from his mouth and nose. It was obvious that the broken sternum pierced the lungs, and it was almost impossible to do it.

Situ Ya witnessed the whole process of Wu Han's violent behavior up close. His heart couldn't help but sink again. He forced himself to suppress the fear in his heart and shouted loudly:

"Run apart!"

Hearing the sound, the only remaining mercenary, who was so successful, turned around and ran hard, jumping over the bushes on the side of the road. As long as you move forward less than twenty meters, there will be a dense bushes. I believe that the terrifying guy behind you will not be able to catch up. Watching the mercenary's marching figure, Wu Han's smile became brighter and brighter.
Chapter completed!
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