C1502 Clamp Attack

There were accidents everywhere during the war. Even if a warlord were to reborn, it would be difficult for him to understand all the changes in every phase of the war.

Who would have thought that the samurai s who bravely advanced forward without any fear of death, were actually affected by his excessive 'bravery'.

Slaughtering cities was a very common sight in war, especially the garrison troops of the Haishenwai, where almost all the citizens of the Far East died in their hands. They deserved to die, so it wouldn't be excessive to kill all these soldiers.

However, the people of Russia who had followed the army to immigrate were the least deserving of death. Although they had enjoyed the benefits of massacring the natives, they were not the ones who had done it.

In the midst of the chaotic battlefield, the formation started to loosen up a bit. It was normal for the Battalion Commander to not be able to find his own Company Leader or Battalion Commander, and it was even more common for the Battalion Commander to not be able to find his own Company Commander or Company Commander.

A company of more than a hundred soldiers, no less than a few people could take care of them in the chaos. Everyone could hear their roars, and even the fluttering of the company flags could point out the direction for the soldiers.

The commanding power was sinking, and even the 1st Grade company began to disperse. Sometimes, it would be impossible to find a comrade after running for 10 minutes in the dark. At this time, they could only accept commanding by finding friends to determine the rank of the army.

Two soldiers who had run away suddenly met. None of them were each other. This time, it all depended on the rank. If you are the class monitor and I am the soldier, then I will listen to you.

You are a private, and I am a new recruit. I will go with you, but right now, the Boxers have not even established a rank for entering or leaving the Chinese army, so they can only identify themselves through their positions.

When the formation was disrupted, and the troops began to fight on their own, the soldiers' own habits and habits began to sink. The strict military discipline was no longer able to suppress their actions.

This was especially so for the warriors from Fusang. Once they couldn't hear the high-ranking officials' scolding and the constant surveillance, their bad habit of fighting in the past would pop up secretly.

For example, slaughtering commoners, slaughtering a hundred people, with a string of human heads hanging from his waist … they all looked like freaks.

They thought that it was bravery, but they did not know that such actions had actually instigated the courage of the Russian s to fight with their lives on the line.

Human Tu Vadim was the first to blow the bugle horn to counterattack. The beasts that had eaten their fill of meat rushed out from their hiding spots, and launched a decisive assault towards the brave soldiers.

A 2.2-meter-tall strong Nordic beast was holding a saber and a heavy wooden axe. It was crushing the crowd like a giant bear. As the sword swept through the crowd it created a rain of blood. Broken limbs and arms were thrown everywhere.

Behind him, six armed guards were supporting him. A line of bullets flew from any threatening long-range target.

"Despicable Chinese! If you have the ability, come at me... "If you dare to kill a woman I like, then die …"

"Counterattack!" Counterattack! These were the troops that had slaughtered Vadim... It was those devils that ate human flesh! "Avenge the villagers …"

relied on his great strength, his years of experience in battles, the teamwork was perfect, adding on to the fact that they had no other way out, they were fighting with all their might.

Vadim led his guards and charged into every corner of the battlefield. His sharp voice shouted, "We no longer have any path of retreat! They're going to kill us all. What are you waiting for now? "Charge up …"

"Hehehe …" Vadim's laughter made people feel like a venomous snake was flicking its tongue around your neck. "Which one of you have no Chinese blood on your hands? Have any of you ever had a human meal before? Abandon your delusions, do you really think the Chinese will let you go? "

"Wake up, stop dreaming!" It was actually quite strange, wherever Vadim rushed to, the Rakshasi soldiers would unleash their combat power multiple times more explosively. Even if the number of Bravehearts on the other side was three to four times greater than their own, these wild beasts would still be able to use their bodies to charge through.

In the end, Vadim's bewitchment had even affected Andreev's subordinates, causing Human Bear Andreev to look on in shock as Vadim broke through the enemy lines like a bloody gourd, his entire body drenched in blood.

Wherever Vadim was present, the fighting strength of the Luosha soldiers would increase to different degrees. He was just like a devil who knew how to chant the war song of the god of death, using the deepest fear in the human soul to squeeze out the fighting strength of every single soldier.

"Hahaha …" Andreev, you have lost! As it turns out, your views do not apply to this barbaric land at all. You are nothing but a stupid bear, and you are, after all, a clown bear in a Moscow circus! You have no idea what the jungle is... Hahaha! Let me motivate your soldiers! "

Andreev's throat was dry. He was currently unable to refute what Vadim had said.

"My God! Punish me... This was a land that had been forgotten by God! Brothers, if you want to live, then don't take yourself to be a human. We're just a group of wild beasts … "

Human Slayer Vadim, Human Bear Andreev. These were the two tiger generals from the army under Ji Yaqinke's command.

The two men were crazy, their bulging horns piercing through the charging lines of the Boxers like the horns of a bison.

Originally, Chu Zhao and the others were prepared to use their numbers to overwhelm the enemy, but they didn't expect that the trap beasts would be so troublesome. The two special forces battalions were like two sharp blades that suddenly broke through the charging lines of the brave soldiers, and then quickly joined together at the rear of the army.

It was like a crab's pincers as it attacked from both the left and right. It could bite down on one or two hundred Bravehearts each time, forming a small encirclement.

These demonic pincers suddenly charged forward and then merged together, returning to attack and eat up the brave soldiers in the encirclement. In about an hour, there were actually four companies of troops that were crushed alive by this pincer attack.

The sudden change in the battlefield attracted the attention of all the senior officers. Xiang Shaolong, who was standing on a high point on the wall that was already taken down, looked at the two red pincers in his hand in fear.

During the night battles, every spark was incomparably dazzling. Every shot from the gun could faintly outline the current position and shape of the troops.

On the pitch black ground, there really were two dull and bright pincers tearing apart the attacking rhythm of the Bravehearts. Right now, the left wing of the battlefield was already torn to shreds by these two pincers.

"Damn it!" How was this commanded? Are they all a bunch of trash? How many times had a four-to-one force been hit by someone's Jedi counterattack? "Idiot …"

"Bring the horse over!" I must see for myself … " With that, Xiang Shaolong pounced down the wall of the stronghold like a hawk. Under his whistle, a horse galloped out of the darkness and caught him.