The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 24: Unit Zero, the **** of death haunts
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The person in charge of the phalanx hugged his armless right shoulder and howled in pain.
"Go away."
After a cold drink, Long Lin's right foot kicked his stomach fiercely.
"Boom."
With a muffled and harsh ear, the person in charge of the phalanx fell on the concrete floor five meters away, his eyes closed tightly, and he did not know his life or death.
The crowd was silent.
The dragon scale threw his broken arm away, slowly raised the red-stained machete, pointed at Nie Xinghua, and shouted coldly, "Do it."
"Lei Jun, please." Nie Xinghua said, looking at the seven men in suits behind him.
The words are very polite, without any commanding flavor.
Seven men in suits nodded at Nie Xinghua and strode over.
The steps are sonorous and powerful, and the figure is as tall as a knife.
Retired veterans.
Long Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the seven people who strode.
The seven stopped five meters away from the dragon scales, and quickly dispersed, seeming to disperse randomly, but in reality they hide intent to kill, and they fit in perfectly.
The sword strangles the formation.
"The members of the Lijian Special Team, who actually came to fight for the Heijihui, are not afraid that you Liu Zhoujun political commissar knows?" Long Lin stared at the seven, and shouted coldly.
Lei Jun, who was in the position of the arrow of the strangulation formation, couldn't help but ask, "Who are you? How do you know that we are a veteran of the Sword Special Forces, and how do you know our political commissar?"
"Unit Zero." Longlin said coldly, "Before your political commissar retired, it was ours."
The seven were shocked.
Unit Zero, a legend in the military.
In the Hua Guo Army, there is no word for Shadow, only Unit 0, because Shadow does not have a designation, so everyone gave Shadow a name.
Zero, the beginning of the number, means the first.
Other troops, such as the 302 Regiment, 701 Division and others, have to stand back.
Zero, a circle, means that there are no flaws and tightness.
Because of Liu Zhoujun, the Special Swordsman is no stranger to Shadow.
Liu Zhoujun once asked Longlin and others to train members of the Sword Special Forces. Moreover, whenever Shadow selects talents from the army, Liu Zhoujun will select some elites from the Sword Special Forces to participate in the selection.
But it is a pity that Liu Zhoujun has been in charge of the Sharp Sword Special Team for fifteen years, but only one member of the Sharp Sword Special Team has passed the assessment of the Shadow and became a dark group member.
Selecting talents from the Chinese army is the main source of talent for Shadow.
The selection of dragon scales is a bit special.
Because the political commissar who returned to Yanjing accidentally discovered the special ability of Dragon Scale, he was asked to join Shadow directly as an ordinary college student.
Long Lin did not disappoint the insight of the political commissar.
In the beginning, the dragon scales without any foundation will be abused into dead dogs, but in just one and a half months, the dragon scales have surpassed the vast majority of old people. Since then, the dragon scales have swept up all the way and become The dark group wins the new generation legend.
Unit zero, death haunts.
In China’s special forces, this is no secret. The combat legends created by Unit Zero are often analyzed as cases by major special forces.
Lei Jun looked at the dragon scales and said, "Although we are Nie Xinghua's bodyguards, we never interfere with the Red Snake Club."
"Is it reasonable to protect the wicked?" Dragon Scale sneered, and sneered disdainfully, "You are in the Red Snake Club, don't you know how much evil the Red Snake can do?"
"We don't want to, but there is another reason for this matter. When this matter is over, we will give the political commissar an explanation."
"Okay, I believe you for the time being." Long Lin said in a cold voice, "Let's go, for Liu Zhoujun's sake, I will not embarrass you."
"No." Lei Jun said helplessly, "Entrusted by others, loyal to others."
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
"Please enlighten me." Lei Jun and others stared at the dragon scales, with a strong desire to fight in their eyes.
The soldier's blood is still there.
Long Lin also believed Lei Jun's words.
Blood soldiers, even if they are helpless, will definitely not do things that hurt the world, let alone bully the weak and help the weak.
Dragon Scale took a fountain pen out of his backpack, squeezed out a few drops of blue and black ink, rubbed his hands several times, and dyed both palms blue and black.
Lei Jun and others looked at the dragon scales with confusion, but did not speak.
After rubbing the ink, Dragon Scale tightened the pen and put down the backpack.
"Let's get started."
"Okay." Lei Jun nodded and roared loudly, "Kill."
Seven people rushed forward and killed the dragon scales.
"Kill."
The dragon scales also roared to maximize their speed, instantly turning into an afterimage.
Wearing footwork.
One of the founders of Shadow, and the former first master of the dark group, Dragon King, combined ancient martial arts secrets and actual combat experience to create a strong melee skill.
Actually, Lei Jun and the others are already very fast, but in front of Dragon Scale, they are really too slow.
Under the unblinking gaze of the members of the Red Snake Society, the scales of the dragon turned into afterimages, like a butterfly flying in the flowers, while Lei Jun and others are just like the flowers blown by the breeze.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon scales rushed out of the seven people, and said without looking back, "If this is the battlefield, you will have become seven corpses."
The blue and black ink palm prints were clearly printed on the Seven's Adam's apple.
The light is dim, but in the eyes of Lei Jun and others, the blue-black palm prints are more dazzling than blood.
Looking at the palm prints on the comrades’ throat, Lei Jun and others couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Reaper is a well-deserved name.
Lei Jun took the six people to Nie Xinghua in stride, pointed to the palm print at the Adam's apple, and said helplessly, "Sorry, we can't stop him."
Nie Xinghua knows the combat power of Lei Jun and others.
If the seven people exert their full strength, they can defeat at least fifty core members of the Red Snake Club holding machetes with bare hands.
But in front of the dragon scales, the seven had no resistance.
Nie Xinghua stared at the palm prints at the seven-man Adam's apple, for ten seconds, before turning his head to look at the dragon scales standing six meters away.
"Red Snake will admit defeat." Nie Xinghua said coldly, "I will give an order to ensure that Qian Qingxi will not be harassed in the future."
The Syndicate!
Looking at Nie Xinghua, who was not at all afraid, Long Lin basically understood Nie Xinghua.
Although Xiaoxiong is fierce, he is also a man of faith. Otherwise, it is not Xiaoxiong, but a villain.
The purpose has been achieved.
Since Nie Xinghua has made a promise, there is no need to fight again.
Long Lin glanced at Nie Xinghua coldly, then turned around, bent over and picked up the backpack, put it on his back, and picked up the machete that he had thrown away.
The back was thin, but in the eyes of the members of the Red Snake Society, this was an ancient and fierce beast, which made everyone feel a bone-piercing chill uncontrollably.
The dragon scale strode away, but suddenly, the dragon scale turned around suddenly, and the machete shot out, turning into a cold light.
"When."
In the harsh sound, the machete was inserted exactly on the concrete floor between Nie Xinghua's feet, and the blade was completely submerged in the ground until the handle.
Nie Xinghua's face became extremely difficult to look.
Shocked.
No, it's a demonstration.
Nie Xinghua understood that Long Lin was trying to tell him that he wanted to kill him Nie Xinghua easily.
Nie Xinghua also admitted that Dragon Scale has this strength.
But in full view, this kind of demonstration, but like a heavy slap in the face, slapped Nie Xinghua's cheek with pain.