Chapter 20: Farewell…… I love you

Suddenly, both of them stepped forward and swung their knives at each other like lightning.
"Clang!"
The Huya Combat Army and the M9 Combat Saber collided fiercely in midair, sparking a brilliant spark. The two immediately stepped back, and from a relatively safe distance, they calculated and reflected on their past mistakes.
Zhan Xiagage quickly reflected on himself in his heart.
This mercenary is 220 centimeters tall, a full height of one centimeter compared to Zhan Xiage. So when his arm is fully extended, it is 12 to 15 centimeters longer than Zhan Xiaoge's arm. In other words, even if he holds the M9 Combat Combat Knife backhand on his wrist, when he extends his arm to lift the M9 multifunctional saber backward, the length still matches the distance from his forehand gripping the Huya Combat Combat Knife. This basically offsets the difference in attack range between the two players holding the blade with their forehand and backhand.
Moreover, this mercenary captain possesses agility and agility that rival his robust physique. In other words, he not only possesses stamina far beyond his own but also possesses explosive power comparable to his own!
The mercenary captain quickly reflected on himself in his heart.
Although the Chinese government has been relatively low-key on the international stage in recent years, its political iron-fisted power and relentless crackdown on illegal activities such as arms smuggling and drug trafficking have left these war-driven mercenaries with almost no room to survive. Some international drug heavyweights would rather bypass China than establish bulk drug transport routes there, let alone possess large-scale private armed forces in China.
Although he had heard of the fearless style and traits of Chinese soldiers on the battlefield, in his view, it was all the result of Chinese self-praise to boost their own reputation. Even though the Chinese Army fought the Japanese for eight years, three years of civil war, and four years of the Korean War, a super elite unit trained in iron and blood, that was fifty years ago. Those experienced professional soldiers, even if they didn't die, were already a bunch of old men with white hair. The new generation of Chinese soldiers is just a bunch of boy scouts who have never experienced real combat—what's there to fear?!
But today, he met Zhanxia Ge—a professional soldier trained by the Fifth Special Forces, a member of the Fifth Special Forces who had been established for over thirty years, and the third to simultaneously win five bronze honors—Earth, Mountain, Jungle, Snowfield, and Courage—a super ace!
On the first day Zhanxiage rejoined the Fifth Special Forces, Instructor Zhu Jianjun instilled in him the first idea that a professional soldier, if he wants to survive on the battlefield, must overcome his fear of death, because ...... The more afraid someone is, the faster they die!
So even though it was only their first encounter, the mercenary captain was merely testing each other's strength, but Zhanxiage had already launched a desperate, desperate assassination attempt!
Zhanxia Ge's strike aimed directly at the mercenary captain's chest, the largest part of his body. With the sharpness of the Huya combat saber, the serrated segment of the blade capable of sawing through steel bars, combined with his precision, ruthlessness, killing intent, and madness, even a real adult male bear would be gravely injured and lifeless if stabbed by him!
Faced with the war hero song abandoning defense, blocking, and hope of survival, completely ignoring the saber slanting toward his neck's artery, the mercenary captain felt like he was on the verge of tears, wanting to speak but unable to speak. Why was he desperately fighting so hard? He had come to China on Chinese soil, risking the world's condemnation to challenge the dignity of a military nation. What was it all for?
Isn't it all for the colorful cash, so that after completing the mission, he can continue his comfortable life as a fine wine and beauty?
He hadn't lived enough yet, and certainly wasn't prepared to die together with a Chinese special forces soldier on the battlefield! So he could only abandon the attack at the moment when both sides were about to perish, making an almost perfect defense.
This shift from proactive offense to passive defense left the mercenary captain so frustrated he nearly ground his teeth to pieces. But deep down, he understood even more that just one attack—the confidence, dignity, and fighting spirit he had built up through countless bloody battles had been severely shattered by the war heroic song!
If he couldn't personally kill Zhanxiage by his own hand today, he would never forget the Chinese soldier before him—his madness, like a wounded beast, his brutal killing intent that could decide life and death at the first blow!
The mercenary captain spoke, his voice deep and hoarse, carrying an indescribable masculine charm. He could even speak in barely fluent Chinese and said in a deep voice, "You Chinese soldiers only earn a few hundred yuan a month—what are you fighting for?!" ”
Even the mercenary captain himself didn't realize that on the South African battlefield, he was known as the "South African Flying Tiger," but he had unconsciously started using psychological tactics against a soldier who might be truly on the battlefield for the first time. He was already terrified of the fierce killing intent of Zhanxia Ge — giving up all hope, determined to stab you to death, to strike you with a single blow, even if it meant losing both of them together!
"A few hundred RMB?" Zhanxiage laughed, his laughter wild and calm, "You really overestimate the allowance standards for Chinese soldiers. I can only get seventy-two yuan a month now!" It can only be exchanged for about eight dollars. ”
"Seventy-two yuan is already enough. In fact, I don't even know what use is money in a military camp where food, drink, sleep, and even toilet paper and soap are distributed on time!" Zhanxiage raised his military knife and pointed it at the mercenary captain, shouting wildly, "Do you want to know why I'm fighting so desperately?" Let me tell you, I am doing this for the brothers and comrades who once shared the same pot with me, and for the dignity of our three million Chinese soldiers! I am even more for our homeland, which has 140 million brothers and sisters! No matter who dares to act recklessly on our land, whoever wants to deprive us of our brothers and sisters' peaceful life, as their guardians, as soldiers of the Republic, even if it means dying together with them, I would not hesitate! ”
The mercenary captain's eyelids twitched uncontrollably!
Because within the war hero, a fierce and unwavering murderous aura of a lifetime was gathering madly. Only at this moment did the mercenary captain suddenly recall a British military observer forty years ago who had personally inspected the Chinese army in China: "Within a hundred years, no country's army in the world should ever attempt to face the Chinese army on the ground in a narrow encounter!" ”
The mercenary captain had always thought this was a joke only cowards would say or take seriously, but today, at this moment, he suddenly realized that what he said was truly damn right!
Zhanxiage slowly squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, "Let's fight!" ”
The mercenary captain sighed inwardly. The M9 multi-purpose saber in his right hand was still firmly held behind his wrist, ready to strike the hero at any moment. But he reached out with his left hand, pulled out a necklace from his collar, and left a gentle kiss on the pendant that hid photos of his wife and daughter, whispering in his heart: "I'm sorry, darling, this might be the last war I've ever experienced......
He knew that whether or not he could survive this battle where the brave prevailed in a narrow path, facing a true warrior like Zhanxiage who was mad and gave up all hope, and facing the iron-blooded storm of his military attacks and attacks where his theory of war was pushed to the limit, he could never come out unscathed! As Chinese reinforcements arrived in great numbers, the mercenary captain, who had lost all his members and was gravely wounded, could never escape the relentless pursuit of the Chinese army!
He was just a small mercenary captain, but behind Zhanxiage stood all of China!
Zhanxiage didn't attack while the mercenary captain's defenses were weak. Instead, his left hand pressed to his chest, hiding the letter Yajie'er had sent him inside his tight clothes.
"Yajie'er, I'm sorry." Zhanxiage whispered in his heart, "I held you back for a full two years. I know a woman's youth is the most precious in these two years. Please forgive my selfishness. If I leave today without saying goodbye, I hope you won't blame me!" In fact, I ...... I really don't want to die! ”
Zhanxiage and the mercenary captain sighed deeply in their hearts: "Farewell...... I love you! ”
The mercenary captain pulled open his collar, exposing his hairy chest to the cold wind of this snowy valley. He flipped the blade and left a deep wound on his chest, blood staining the clean M9 Blade in his hand. He gasped deeply, feeling the long-lost passion and the fear and unease that a soldier and man slowly overwhelm the fear and unease of living beings facing death.
Two sabers pointed at each other again, and the two world's finest soldiers bent down once more. Unlike last time, the mercenary captain's M9 saber has also been changed to a front grip.
Two military knives, both stained with blood, shimmered with a cold, mournful light in the air.
Suddenly, both men launched an attack simultaneously at the formidable enemy before them. Two military sabers drew two perfectly straight parallel lines in the air, both stabbing fiercely into each other's hearts. Just as the blades were about to reach their destination and the scent of blood and death could be smelled, the two sabers suddenly stopped again!
Both of their left hands grabbed each other's right wrists like lightning!