Chapter 41: Soul of the War God (Part 1)

Zhanxiage drew his saber, glanced around at every sailor around him, and shouted loudly, "Remember, their vital point is in their eyes!" ”
Huang Zhipeng also drew his military knife and shouted, "Even if I die, I will pierce the eyes of any crocodile that dares to bite me into transparent holes!" ”
Zhanxiage pointed his military knife at the biggest, most hated, most piercing, and most irreconcilable crocodile, shouting wildly: "Tell me, what are we?" ”
Including Huang Zhipeng, seventeen soldiers shouted together, "We are soldiers!" ”
"Tell me again, what are we?!"
"We are soldiers! We are Chinese soldiers! We are the invincible iron-blooded lions!! ”
"Everyone, repeat with me the oath we made on our first day in the army, facing the national flag!"
The resounding oaths of eighteen Chinese soldiers echoed repeatedly across the vast ocean of the world, slowly gathering into a steel torrent that could sweep across the world and be engraved in the most eternal part of this blue planet's history!
"I swear to serve the people wholeheartedly, obey orders, strictly observe discipline, fight bravely, fear no sacrifice, be loyal to my duty, work hard, and diligently hone my skills to kill the enemy......
Everyone's eyes proudly swept over the most terrifying enemy before them, their eyes fixed on the endless void overhead. For some reason, at that moment, the same words reminded the eleven sailors: The ocean is the vastest in the world, the sky is even greater than the ocean, and the sky is even more vast than the sky...... The human soul!
The dozen or so crocodiles, who had been confident of victory, let out a low, uneasy cry. In their eyes, these tiny creatures had suddenly changed!
A fierce and fierce aura of a massive army charging slowly rose from these eighteen people. At this moment, the relationship between them and the dozen crocodiles was no longer that of predator and prey, but rather evenly matched rivals about to launch the most brutal assault on their foes!
Amid splashing water, more than a dozen crocodiles launched an attack on their prey. A dozen or so multifunctional military knives, each twenty centimeters long, flashed coldly in the air—a bloody battle between humans and crocodiles began!
In this shallow area just a few dozen meters from the shore, wild roars, piercing screams, and the long howls of wild beasts mixed together, mixed with the sound of large splashes being lifted. These sounds rose and fell one after another, and blood splattered continuously from the soldiers and crocodiles, staining the waters a pale red.
"I, the hero Ge'ang, am worthy of heaven and earth. Even if I can't live a life that is remembered in history or die with great fanfare, I will never let myself become food for your mouths!"
The Hero Song roared wildly, swinging his saber again and again. The crocodile attacking him let out a miserable wail time and again. He was like a berserker only seen in Norse mythology, standing alone before everyone, launching heroic, mad, and desperate attacks on wave after wave of enemies amid frenzied howls!
Half an hour later, Zhan Xiage's side left five crocodile corpses, and besides Huang Zhipeng, only five of his companions remained! And each of them was wounded. As they struggled to breathe uncontrollably, blood gushed from their wounds, the waves of seawater gently rippled, and when the water soaked into their wounds, the burning pain made everyone's face turn deathly pale.
But they were laughing, laughing wildly!
They should laugh, they should be proud and wildly laughing out loud!
The crocodiles left five corpses on this battlefield, but they didn't even take a single sailor's corpse!
Eleven sailors floated quietly on the water's surface, bearing varying degrees of wounds. Some had their limbs bitten off by crocodiles, their chests and abdomens slashed, but they did not become the crocodile's food; instead, they were firmly protected by the sailor brothers!
Zhanxiage grabbed a nearby crocodile, flipped it over, and stabbed it into its soft belly with a military knife. With all his might, he yanked hard. Under everyone's gaze, he slowly dismembered the crocodile from within, digging out piece after piece of crocodile meat.
"Aren't you hungry? If it wants to eat our meat, we can eat its meat first! ”
Zhanxiage tossed the bloody crocodile meat piece by piece to his comrades. Everyone stared blankly at the slightly warm, fishy-sweet chunk in their hands, their Adam's apples bobbing, but no matter what, they couldn't bring themselves to bite.
"Eat!" At this point, don't treat yourself as a human anymore! If you want to live, close your eyes and swallow every piece of meat in your hand!! ”
Zhanxiage bent down, like a wild dog starving for days, its eyes red and heartless, fiercely biting the crocodile floating in front of him with its huge mouth.
Zhan Xiaoge thrust his head back with all his might, biting off a half-pound chunk of flesh between his teeth. His blood-red eyes widened as he desperately shook his teeth. The crocodile chunk in his mouth made a grating, tooth-stinging sound, and the blood squeezed out from the chunk splattered all over his face and body.
Zhanxiage glared at several soldiers beside him, who had been completely scared stiff by him, and shouted wildly, "Eat!" Huang Zhipeng, you lead me in eating! Didn't you once boast that any mountain I could conquer would leave two rows of footprints? Don't just say pretty stuff and eat for me!! ”
Huang Zhipeng stared at the raw meat in his hand and shouted hoarsely, "Alright!" ”
Huang Zhipeng closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and bit hard into the raw meat. He tore hard, swallowing the chunks into his stomach. When a full kilogram of meat disappeared from his hand, his eyes, like a war hero's song, were covered with a bloody color. He laughed hoarsely, "Hahaha...... Damn, it's just a piece of raw crocodile meat, right? I usually love eating steak cooked to 30% well; I've long since developed it! And crocodile meat is super nourishing! Hahaha...... Not ......."
Huang Zhipeng felt an uncontrollable churn in his stomach. He bent down and, in a breath of suffocating vomiting, vomited out all the crocodile meat he had just forced into his stomach.
Zhanxiage's face was as cold as water. With a flick of his hand, he tossed an even bigger piece of crocodile meat to Huang Zhipeng and said coldly, "Looks like you've eaten too few three-seasoned steaks. Eat more!" ”