Chapter 21: War Expert

Both men thrust their swords toward each other's chests, then gripped each other's hands holding them tightly. The two were like two furious Spanish bulls, colliding fiercely.
As soon as Zhanxiage grabbed the opponent's left hand, he started to cry out in his heart—this wasn't just a wrist he grabbed—he was grabbing the paw of an adult male bear! Competing in stamina against an adult male bear thirty tenths taller than him and more than thirty centimeters taller was truly his biggest mistake!
Both sides leaned forward, bulging their eyes bigger than ping-pong balls, gritting their teeth and staring fiercely. They desperately twisted their wrists to break free from the other's grip, like two children angry and angry but unsure how to hurt the other more, standing firmly on the ground, fighting with every ounce of their strength.
He felt wave after wave of explosive power from his wrist, sensing the heat and trembling of all five fingers in his left hand. Feeling the suffocating pain in his chest, he felt his mouth filled with bitter and astringent flavors.
The mercenary captain's eyes were filled with disbelief. This Chinese soldier, who was a whole head shorter than him and looked much thinner, could actually fight evenly in a contest of strength! The other party wasn't even a person at all—he was simply a camel with unfathomable stamina!
Zhanxiage suddenly sprang up his right leg with a fierce kick. In an absolutely impossible situation, he delivered an almost perfect high-support kick to the mercenary captain's chin. The thick, hard heel of the marine boot, still covered in ice chips, slammed heavily into the mercenary captain's chin with a loud "smack." The captain let out a miserable groan and was forced to stagger back two or three steps by Zhanxiage's kick.
This time, Zhanxiage bounced off the high support from the smallest angle, instantly transforming into the fiercest high chopping kick in karate. From above, he slammed it hard onto the chest of the mercenary captain, who had lost his balance. The captain instinctively raised his right hand to block. Facing Zhanxiage, who had already earned a third-degree black belt in karate and was skilled in traditional martial arts, Muay Thai, judo, and even wrestling, Zhanxiage's full-force strike made his right hand heat up, and even the M9 multifunctional military saber was sent flying by Zhanxiage's kick! Taking advantage of the mercenary captain's complete loss of balance, Zhanxiage charged forward like a leopard, wielding his tiger-tooth combat saber—which had already killed six enemies on the battlefield—as if charging forward like lightning.
"Pfft......"
The mercenary captain, staggering backward, opened his mouth and sprayed a large canopy, scorching hot and bloody saliva, mixed with blood, onto Zhanxiage. No matter how rigorous the military training he had or how strong his willpower was, faced with such an unexpected attack, his whole body involuntarily froze. In this situation, the mercenary captain simply leaned back, and before he could fall on his own, his right leg bounced up and kicked fiercely at Zhanxiage's chest.
In terms of height and weight, the war hero was far from the same tonnage as the mercenary captain, and with no way to dodge, he was kicked backward three or four meters away.
As soon as the mercenary captain touched the ground, he immediately rolled backward to over twelve meters in front of Zhanxiage. Half-kneeling on the ground, he quickly drew an M11 U.S. military 9mm pistol from the magazine in his legs. He had just raised the M11 pistol, but before he could aim at Zhanxiage, he saw a red and white streak of light crash toward him at lightning speed.
"Clang!"
The mercenary captain felt a warmth in his palm, and the M11 self-defense pistol in his hand was smashed eight or nine meters away by Zhanxiage's fiercely thrown tiger-tooth combat saber.
These two enemies, though more than twelve years apart in age but still the finest soldiers, slowly stood up. The mercenary captain glanced at his right hand, which had been smashed into the tiger's mouth by the tiger-tooth combat saber thrown by Zhanxia Ge, and said, "Not bad!" The moves you just used were not meant to be used on the battlefield! ”
"Because I met you!" Zhanxiage stared at the mercenary captain, gently twisting his wrist, which had just become sore from overexertion, and said sincerely, "In that situation, no matter how hard I try, in the end, you'll stab me in the chest with your saber. I might as well risk everything and fight with all my might!" ”
The two enemies who had just been fighting desperately for their lives now stared blankly at each other from a twelve-meter distance. Although the mercenary captain had struck an attack move combining boxing and military-police combat boxing, and the hero song had also performed a karate-style "cat stance" combining offense and defense, they sized up the other's overly sturdy body and the bulletproof vest on his chest with extremely strong defense, which would hurt his fingers with a single punch. Both of them discouraged and thought of the same question: "Want to kill him?" Surely it's not something that can be done with thirty or fifty punches, right? ”
Suddenly, the two of them lunged at the nearest weapon, using what seemed to be hundreds of rehearsed movements—rolling and tumbling together, then reaching for the weapon on the ground. The mercenary captain swiftly picked up a 2003 newly mass-produced Amsco MGL 40mm grenade launcher for the South African army. He was supposed to be taller and stronger than Zhanxia Ge, and even with more combat experience, But his grip on the Amsco MGL 40mm grenade with a six-round capacity was a beat slower than Zhanxiage's move of picking up the weapon from the ground. Taking this heavy weapon and aiming took quite a bit of time, and the mercenary captain shouted in his heart, "Damn, I'm dead now!" ”
But when the mercenary captain raised the Amst MGL 40mm grenade launcher in his hand, Zhanxiage had just hoisted the nearest Stinger single-soldier guided surface-to-air missile launcher, which had been reloaded and had reloaded, onto his shoulder. Staring at the heavy weapon in the other's hands that could definitely send them back home, the mercenary captain and the war hero were both stunned once again.
The distance between them was only twelve meters. Even though they were seasoned professionals, the moment they pressed the fire button on their weapons, trying to dodge the enemy's grenade launcher or even use the Stinger missile as a rocket launcher was pure wishful thinking!
The two of them sat half-kneeling there, staring at each other. Don't be fooled by the war hero's reckless attack on the battlefield, a desperate move that burns the bridges—who really lives to the point of recklessness? His fingers rested on the Stinger-style air-to-air single-man guided missile launch button, but at this critical moment, Yajie'er's gentle smile, Zhan Xinghua's dignified yet loving admonition, Ouyang Zhuo, Feng Zhicheng, and Huang Zhipeng ...... The voices and smiles of this group of shady friends spun around before his eyes like a casual glance. For a moment, Zhanxiage felt as if he had relived his life, with a hundred kinds of bittersweet flavors flowing through his heart. Looking at the mercenary captain, sweating profusely and dazedly clutching heavy weapons but not daring to fire, Zhanxiage was truly captivated!
A look of despair suddenly appeared on the mercenary captain's face. Kneeling half-kneeling in front of him less than twelve meters away, Zhanxia Ge's eyes flashed with a mix of emotions—confusion, tenderness, reluctance, even childlike mischief. But in the end, it slowly faded into coldness, eventually turning into a icy coldness!
It was a final determination to die with the enemy!
Suddenly, a volley of bullets shot toward Zhanxiage and the mercenary captain, sending up a dense shower of snow. Both simultaneously dropped their weapons and rolled forward, clutching the heavy weapon's body and rolling on the ground, performing all kinds of simple, complex, difficult, and jaw-dropping military evasion moves. From afar, the mercenary captain's body looked like a male bear clutching himself and rolling down the hillside, yet he carried a sense of agility that clashed between vision and reality.
It was precisely this difference between sight and reality that allowed the mercenary captain to dodge wave after wave of volleys.
But Zhanxiage made it feel like sniping could only jump around, occasionally making all kinds of rubber balls that defy physics. Anyone who grabbed an automatic rifle and swung at him would be overwhelmed, because Zhanxiage seemed to guess their thoughts. Every sudden dodge his body made caught them off guard, and the repeated fake moves every second kept them running around in circles until exhausted.
Suddenly, the two of them let out a fierce shout together, braced themselves on the ground with both hands, and leapt into an icy trench. Before the two could catch their breath after jumping into the trench, they suddenly realized that the enemy they had just been fighting for their lives was less than five meters away. Both of them simultaneously half-knelt in the trench, each carrying their weapons again.
A rain of bullets fell on their heads, kicking up most of the ice chips and snowflakes. Between them, a light snowflake began to fall, with snowflakes constantly landing on their faces. Bean grains of sweat mixed with melted snow water rolled desperately down their foreheads.
"Hey," the mercenary captain spoke up, "If we want to survive now, we should cooperate with each other. Even if we have to fight to the death, at the very least, we should take care of those trashy people who ambushed and stirred up trouble from the sidelines." Outstanding soldiers like you and me, if we die at the hands of a few small fry, we wouldn't accept it even if we die! ”
Seeing Zhanxiage's unmoved expression, the mercenary captain said helplessly, "I'm just a mercenary who takes money and helps people avoid disasters. Our unit's mission is to suppress your air force with anti-aircraft firepower. I promise you, although I've killed many people, I have never touched a single Chinese person's blood." In fact, now I truly understand what a Chinese soldier is. I am confident that even if someone offers me ten times the pay in the future, I will never return to Chinese soil! We earn by playing to our hearts, but I absolutely don't want to go to a country full of killing machines and war maniacs to reap the benefits! ”
"Weren't you all in the same group!" Zhanxiage still firmly aimed the Stinger single-soldier guided missile at the mercenary captain. For a professional soldier like him, who had received rigorous training, as long as the other party pulled the trigger, even if their head could be blown apart instantly, after tens of thousands of training sessions, he had developed a body with biological instincts and could pull the trigger!