C127 Resolve

After crazily shooting for a few seconds, those foreign devils found out that they had been tricked. Their target was not Zhang Yang himself, but a piece of clothes that had been lifted up by some unknown object!

This was a typical attack from the east, an attack from the east, an attack from the west. Under such a high intensity battle, Zhang Yang was still able to draw out the share of firepower in such a short period of time. It was impossible to do without a great amount of actual combat experience, it had nothing to do with the strength of the enemy.

Cursing Zhang Yang's craftiness, they had no choice but to slow down their pace. At this moment, Zhang Yang was in the dark and they were in the light. The situation had changed subtly.

"Go to hell." Zhang Yang, who was crawling on the ground, raised his Silver Hawk Hole high up. After aiming at it for a while, he shot. This time, he fired several shots in succession, and only stopped after he had emptied the first round of bullets.

Under Zhang Yang's bombardment, seven to eight foreign devils also fell to the ground! Their original team of nearly 30 people had already lost more than half of their members. As for the culprit, Zhang Yang, not a single hair on his head was damaged! This caused them to feel both fear and anger.

"FUCK. "Kill him for me." The big bearded man who led the group no longer cared about chasing after the bodyguards. Many of his brothers fell in front of him. His mind was completely surrounded by hatred.

Zhang Yang was speechless as the remaining foreign devils moved towards the shrubbery with guns in their hands! It seemed like the other party was going to confront him. If he didn't stop now, he wouldn't hesitate to give up on the goal of assassinating him!

Zhang Yang let out a long sigh as he looked into the distance. With a flick of his hand, Silver Hawk dropped the empty magazine. Soon after, Zhang Yang quickly loaded the other magazine! It only took a second! And normally, an old gunner would change his magazine at a speed of about three seconds.

With the protection of the shrubbery, Zhang Yang shot again. If the other party rushed towards him in a large area and faced more than a dozen guns by himself, it would be very difficult to defend against his flesh and blood. Therefore, Zhang Yang had to take advantage of the opponent's close proximity to him and destroy his remaining strength to increase his chance of survival.

They were all experienced in war and knew Zhang Yang's marksmanship. Therefore, they did not rush down in a group of 30 or so people like Zhang Yang in the beginning, as Zhang Yang could have hit them with his eyes closed. Now that they had separated in private, each with a 4-5 m distance between each other, a layer of fan shape would be used to capture Zhang Yang. The advantage of this method was that it would greatly slow down Zhang Yang's shooting speed.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang's heart remained calm. His aim had long surpassed the stage where he could aim with his eyes and instead, he focused on shooting. Even if the enemy dispersed, it would only slow down his speed of killing. It would not affect the overall situation.

"Bang!" Bang! "Bam!" A series of gunshots rang out. The big bearded man at the back couldn't help but shudder when he heard the gunshots again. He then saw another three of his comrades fall.

What left him a little dumbfounded was that these three men were more than fifteen meters apart. The three consecutive gunshots meant that Zhang Yang had not stopped firing while his three companions had been killed one by one. If he had to plan for three intervals between the enemies, it would take him at least three to five seconds of pause.

It was apparent that the other party's spear arts were no longer something they could understand.

At the same time Zhang Yang shot, the people on the bearded man's side also noticed him. Since there were no big stones here to protect him, Zhang Yang had to rely on the ground to constantly roll around in order to not be exposed to the enemy's eyes.

If there was a gap, Zhang Yang would fire back! And every time he fired, there would be someone lying on the other side! After reaching the shrubbery, there were only five or six poor people left in the group of thirty. In less than 15 minutes, Zhang Yang had already killed the enemy's troops.

It had been two months since Zhang Yang left the military district and came to Yunzhou City. He didn't experience any more bullets and bullets and didn't kill anyone else. At this moment, he finally started another massacre.

Zhang Yang was not in a good condition at the moment. After rolling on the ground for several times, his spine had been cut open by the sharp branches, and blood was covering his strong and healthy back.

The remaining foreign devils were all experts. Otherwise, they could have survived until now under Zhang Yang's spear! The opponent still had at least seven foreign devils, but the bullets in Zhang Yang's gun had already been fired.

Although he was able to shoot out all of his bullets, sometimes, a single shot was not fatal, especially when the opponent consciously dodged. Normally, two shots would be enough to kill a criminal! He himself did not have many bullets, so after killing so many foreign devils, it was normal for him to have run out of bullets.

If it were anyone else, they would normally only be able to kill one or two foreign devils with a spear. This was not just a matter of the spear, but also a matter of a strong will and a firm heart!

"Spear arts still need strengthening." Zhang Yang lightly sighed, feeling slightly dissatisfied. However, if the other party knew that Zhang Yang was not satisfied with his spear skills, he would not know what kind of expression he would have on his face. Their souls were frightened out of their wits by Zhang Yang's spear technique, which still needed strengthening.

When the opponent was still more than 20 meters away from him, Zhang Yang did not avoid the tree and instead rushed towards him.

In close combat, guns were usually equipped with small bayonets, but Zhang Yang's Type 56 semi-automatic rifle was not equipped with a bayonet.

"FUCK, get rid of him." Seeing Zhang Yang appear in front of him, the bearded man was startled and furious. He directly raised his Browning pistol and shot towards Zhang Yang. However, the moment he pressed the trigger, he found that Zhang Yang had already disappeared!

Zhang Yang didn't really disappear. Instead, he had already arrived in front of his comrade. With a Strangle, this foreign devil who didn't have enough time to react had died without even making a sound.

However, Zhang Yang didn't stop there. The moment he stopped, the others would have the chance to shoot. At such a close distance, no matter how bad the shooting technique was, it would still be impossible to miss.

Because Zhang Yang's movement technique was too fast, he didn't stop at all. Once he stopped, he would definitely be covered by his companions. Therefore, these foreign devils with submachine guns were feeling very uncomfortable as their hands and feet were tied. The initiative was completely in Zhang Yang's hands.

"Use your dagger!" "Let's attack together." The bearded man gave the order decisively.

His opponent had thrown away his spear and taken the initiative to engage in close combat. This was exactly what Zhang Yang wanted. Under the assault of several submachine guns, Zhang Yang used all his strength to move forward. It took him only a few rounds of effort before he started sweating profusely, as if he had gone through a marathon.

Other than the bearded man who didn't join in the encirclement against Zhang Yang, the rest of the foreign devils who were lucky enough to survive drew out their daggers and started to attack Zhang Yang.

Within a certain distance range, the spear's destructive power was indeed great. However, if they fought in close combat, they would not be able to unleash much of their power. Instead, it would easily injure their teammates! The people who relied on guns to survive were all tall and sturdy. They weren't weak in close combat!

The bald man, who was hiding behind Zhang Yang, was staring at him with his eyes wide open. His mind was blank. Zhang Yang's combat strength was truly outrageously strong. He was able to take on a whole group of enemies by himself.

"Good timing." Seeing the six foreign devils lunging at him, Zhang Yang became excited. He had just killed a man through the black holes of the man's gun; it was too dangerous. If he was slightly slower and the man caught his chance, he would have been shot too! Right now, the other party was competing against him in kung fu. This was exactly what he was good at, and also what he hoped.

Although the several burly men were shocked by Zhang Yang's spear skills, they were not equipped with any weapons. They had the advantage in numbers and also had sharp daggers in their hands. Therefore, they still had a bit of confidence. After all, good marksmanship and good kung fu were two entirely different things.

"Putong." The first person who charged forward was sent flying by Zhang Yang's kick. Zhang Yang had already jumped out of the encirclement when he was surrounded by Zhang Yang. However, at this critical moment, Zhang Yang's reaction was fast and he soon caught up with him.

Facing the foreign devils who were swarming towards him like candy, Zhang Yang felt a little depressed. These people had a sturdy physique and were also good at resisting blows, plus they also had daggers in their hands, they were not easy to deal with. The one who was kicked away by him just now was Zhang Yang, who had rushed forward too fast.

Relying on his Transmutation Primordial Qi to protect his body, Zhang Yang took a dagger from the opponent's hand after taking a few hits. Now that he had a weapon in hand, Zhang Yang's threat was obviously better.

"Bam." At this moment, the bearded man, who hadn't made a move all this time, decisively opened fire. The Browning pistol was very powerful, but it had one drawback. It was that it was very loud. The moment Zhang Yang heard the gunshot, he knew what was going on!

Previously, Zhang Yang had noticed that this bearded man didn't come up. Instead, he was standing far away with a gun in his hand. As a master gun player, Zhang Yang naturally understood that the bearded man's intention was to find an opportunity to shoot.

Zhang Yang rolled on the ground and dodged the attack. At the same time, Zhang Yang immediately rushed towards the nearest foreign devil with his dagger in hand. Because of the fight, it was very difficult for the bearded man to find a chance to fire a second shot! Seeing this, he couldn't help but curse loudly.

It wasn't difficult for Zhang Yang to deal with these tough guys. Within a few minutes, they were all knocked down by Zhang Yang with his dagger. Due to the critical situation, he didn't know whether they were injured or killed.

When Zhang Yang knocked down the last foreign devil, the bearded man realized that he had lost his advantage and hurriedly ran away. Zhang Yang calmly rushed forward. With an explosive force, he instantly arrived in front of his opponent and blocked his way.

"Bam." Zhang Yang immediately kicked away the dagger in the bearded man's hand and started to fight with him. Because the baldy was watching from not too far away, he could not expose his true strength.

But even if he held back, his opponent wouldn't even last a few rounds before being defeated.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of a helicopter could be heard overhead as four or five dark green helicopters approached from a distance. The sound was extremely ear-piercing.