The rise of special forces from the boot camp

Chapter 270 Wang Chen fights Diao Feng again!

Late at night, in the primeval forest.

Mi Qilin and Lan Qingning explored the road, Xing Tianju carried Liu Ziheng in the middle, Wang Chen defended Diao Feng from behind, Diao Feng bit Wang Chen and others from behind, and harassed them from time to time.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Diao Feng seized the opportunity and fired another round, forcing Wang Chen and others behind the trees.

"Fuck! Don't leave!" Wang Chen gritted his teeth and cursed, "We won't be alone if this continues, I'll drag him behind, you go first."

After finishing speaking, Wang Chen took out the information in the backpack, stuffed it on Liu Ziheng, patted Liu Ziheng on the shoulder, and rushed out with a gun, fighting fiercely with Diao Feng.

"Go!" Xing Tian glanced at Wang Chen, and left with Liu Ziheng on his back.

"Wang Chen, pay attention to safety." Miqilin pressed the communicator to send a message to Wang Chen, "If the situation is not right, you should retreat immediately, and don't be surrounded."

"Let's go, he knows." Lan Qingning gave Michelin a hand, and continued to explore the way.

Michelin glanced at Wang Chen for the last time, stepped on her long and slender legs, turned and left.

Seeing Mi Qilin and others leaving, Diao Feng wanted to get rid of Wang Chen several times and go after Mi Qilin and others, but he was stuck by Wang Chen and couldn't get rid of it at all.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of it, Diao Feng immediately rearranged the arrangements. He arranged for other soldiers to chase Michelin and the others through the communicator, while he stayed behind and prepared to fight Wang Chen.

Afterwards, it was time for the two of them's solo show. Without the interference of other people, the two completely let go of their hands and feet, and started a fierce life-and-death struggle in this area.

Diao Feng rushed forward while fighting. He wanted to fight Wang Chen in close quarters and quickly resolve the battle. He knew that Wang Chen's marksmanship was very accurate, and fighting from a distance might not necessarily bring benefits.

Wang Chen obviously discovered Diao Feng's intentions, but he couldn't retreat, he had to buy enough time for Mi Qilin and others.

What's more, Wang Chen is not afraid of Diaofeng, he also has the same thoughts, wanting to solve the battle quickly.

In the case of similar levels, the quick way to solve the battle is undoubtedly close combat.

One minute later, the bullets in the guns of the two had been fired, and Diao Feng approached within ten meters of Wang Chen.

Afterwards, Diao Feng didn't change the bullets at all, but reversed the rifle, grabbed the barrel of the gun, and strode towards Wang Chen in stride.

"Fuck!"

Seeing this, Wang Chen grinned, imitating Diao Feng, grabbed the front of the gun barrel and greeted him.

When the two were about three meters apart, Diao Feng moved!

I saw Diao Feng grasping the barrel of the gun with both hands, swung the rifle, and swung it straight at Wang Chen's side face.

Wang Chen didn't hide or dodge, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

I saw Wang Chen standing with his legs in a horse stance, his hands rotating the barrel of the gun, his waist twisted, driving his whole body, and directly smashed the rifle in Diao Feng's hand.

Both carry rifles and use them as baseball bats!

"Duang!"

A second later, the rifles in the hands of the two collided with each other and made a muffled sound. The black paint at the handover position of the two rifles fell off directly, and the sparks from the collision were extremely dazzling in the dark night.

A huge counter-shock force made the jaws of Diao Feng and Wang Chen go numb, almost making them unable to hold their guns.

"Boy, you have grown up!"

While Diao Feng was speaking, he quickly lifted his right leg and kicked Wang Chen's calf.

At the same time, Wang Chen raised his left leg and put his knee directly on Diao Feng's thigh.

"Peng! Peng!"

Two muffled groans sounded at the same time, Wang Chen and Diao Feng took a step back at the same time, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Clap!"

After the two separated, Wang Chen threw the rifle with a slightly bent barrel on the ground, shook his neck, moved his body, bowed slightly, covered his head with fists, put on a fighting posture, and hooked Diao Feng. He hooked his hand and said frantically, "Old soldier, you are old!"

"Quack! Quack!"

Hearing the sound, Diao Feng threw the rifle out of his hand, squeezed his hands, moved his body, his muscles tensed, his body tilted slightly, his left and right legs stood one after the other, his body bowed slightly, staring at Wang Chen and said with disdain "You didn't last ten seconds in my hands last time, how many seconds are you going to last this time?"

"This time I want you to lie down!"

Wang Chen cursed, his body swayed slightly, stepped forward, clenched his right fist, and went straight to Diao Feng's nose.

Diao Feng came first, took a step back, stretched out his hands, and in a Tai Chi posture, directly grabbed Wang Chen's fist, and twisted it violently.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, Wang Chen's wrist was instantly dislocated.

"Hoohoo!"

Diao Feng had just removed Wang Chen's wrist, before he could make the next move, he felt a gust of wind coming from his ear, and he subconsciously shrunk his neck.

"Peng!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Chen's left elbow directly hit Diao Feng's side face.

"Tap!"

Diao Feng subconsciously let go of Wang Chen's wrist, moved his body sideways and took two steps back.

Injury for Injury!

Wang Chen endured the pain in his body, turned back the situation, and prevented Diao Feng from controlling the rhythm of the battle.

After Wang Chen lost control of his right hand, he hurriedly took two steps back, grasped the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, pulled and twisted, and the wrist reset instantly.

In this short moment, Wang Chen was already covered in sweat, it was painful.

When Wang Chen backed up and reset his wrist, Diao Feng took advantage of the situation and made a move. He stepped forward, grabbed Wang Chen's shoulder with his left hand, and hit Wang Chen's lower abdomen with a fist with his right hand.

"Uh!"

Wang Chen snorted, resisting the feeling of vomiting, hugged Diao Feng's head, raised his head and bumped it directly.

"Duang!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Chen's head directly hit Diao Feng's mouth, Diao Feng's front teeth instantly loosened, and his lips swelled up visibly with the naked eye.

Diao Feng is also a ruthless person, just after hitting Wang Chen, Diao Feng imitated Wang Chen's movements, raised his head and bumped into him too.

When Wang Chen saw this, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, he did not retreat but advanced, he bowed his head and directly greeted him with his forehead.

The heads of the two are stronger than the other!

"Tap!"

A second later, the heads of the two collided and came together again, and then the two took two steps back at the same time, their eyes slightly confused.

Confused!This blow actually caused a concussion effect!
The next second, the two of them woke up, charged head-on again, and wrestled together again.

There are no gorgeous moves, and no cool tricks. There is only violent beauty between the two, the most primitive hormonal collision, only the physical collision caused by the cooperation of speed and strength, as well as blood and sweat. flow.

After 1 minute, the two separated again and stood in place panting.

At this moment, Wang Chen's left eye was swollen like a cherry, his nose was bleeding all the time, his face was bruised and purple, his mouth was full of blood, and the blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. The bones seemed to be shattered, and the pain was extremely painful.

Diao Feng opposite Wang Chen was no better than Wang Chen, his face was also covered with blood, his nose had completely collapsed, and his eyes were filled with tears. It was sour, not painful, and Diao Feng would not cry even in pain.

Diao Feng's whole body was also trembling slightly, obviously in severe pain.

The two are evenly divided, regardless of the outcome!
After a while, Diao Feng wiped the blood off his face, then slowly bent down and pulled out the military thorn pinned to his calf and held it in his hand.

During the process again, Wang Chen also stretched out his hand to pull out the army thorn, held it in his hand, and confronted Diao Feng.

It's not that Wang Chen never thought about taking advantage of the opportunity to draw the pistol, but considering that the safety of the pistol was off, Diao Feng would not give him a chance to shoot, so he pulled out the military thorn.

Diao Feng thought the same way.

Both are very good at martial arts!
A second later, Wang Chen took the lead, and he stepped forward two steps forward, swinging the military thorn with his right hand, and directly stabbed Diao Feng's neck.

Instead of retreating, Diao Feng advanced, and took a step forward with his sideways body. He bowed his left hand and hit Wang Chen's forearm directly, causing the military thorn in Wang Chen's hand to deviate from the direction.

Then Diao Feng's right arm muscles bulged, he pulled the military thorn horizontally, and swiped directly towards Wang Chen's neck.

Wang Chen took a step back subconsciously, and at the same time tilted his head back slightly, the army thorn slashed close to Wang Chen's neck, and cut Wang Chen's throat within a centimeter.

Immediately afterwards, Diao Feng grabbed Wang Chen's right arm with his left hand and yanked violently, causing Wang Chen's body to lose balance.

At the same time, Diao Feng grabbed the army thorn with his right hand and stabbed it directly into Wang Chen's right shoulder from top to bottom.

"Pfft!"

The army thorn directly penetrated the body armor, pierced it in fiercely, and the entire tip of the knife sank in an instant.

"Fuck!"

Wang Chen cursed, ignoring the pain in his shoulder, he stepped forward with his right leg and raised his knee, hitting Diao Feng's stomach hard.

"Uh!"

Diao Feng snorted and bent down subconsciously.

Afterwards, Wang Chen yanked his right hand hard, broke away from Diao Feng's left hand, grabbed the military stab with his backhand, and stabbed Diao Feng's back of the neck.

Diao Feng reacted very quickly, and turned his head like a conditioned reflex. Wang Chen's army stab was empty, but Wang Chen's arm smashed the back of Diao Feng's neck fiercely, and the army stab happened to be stuck on Diao Feng's right neck. .

Then Wang Chen pulled the army thorn, and the blade of the army thorn directly scratched Diao Feng's right neck.

"bass!"

With the sound of skin and flesh breaking, Diao Feng's right neck was directly cut by the military thorn, his skin was torn open, and blood flowed profusely.

"what!!"

Diao Feng roared, raised his head abruptly, grabbed the army thorn that was stuck in Wang Chen's shoulder with his right hand, and twisted it forcefully, the army thorn forcibly turned half a circle in Wang Chen's flesh.

A sharp pain came, and Wang Chen was exhausted instantly. At this moment, Diao Feng took out the army stab and stabbed at Wang Chen's throat again.

At the critical moment, Wang Chen gathered a little strength and directly blocked his left arm in front of his neck.

"Pfft!"

The military thorn pierced Wang Chen's arm, halfway into it.

"what!!"

Wang Chen let out a loud roar, pushed his left arm hard against the military thorn, and then directly reached out and grabbed Diao Feng's right arm, preventing Diao Feng from pulling out the military thorn.

Afterwards, Wang Chen grasped the army stab with his right hand, and pierced Diao Feng's side face.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge it, Diao Feng gritted his teeth, stretched out his left hand to catch Wang Chen's military stab.

"Pfft!"

The military stab directly plunged into Diao Feng's palm, and then Wang Chen pushed hard again, and Diao Feng's palm was directly penetrated.

"Fuck Nima!"

Diao Feng cursed angrily, grabbed the army thorn with his right arm, and twisted it in Wang Chen's arm again. Suddenly, a blood hole appeared on Wang Chen's arm.

"come!"

Wang Chen roared with red eyes, grabbed the military thorn in his hand, and pulled it horizontally.

"Stab!"

The military stab that had already penetrated Diao Feng's palm, and under Wang Chen's violent operation, Diao Feng's palm was instantly separated from the middle finger and ring finger!
"what!!!"

A shrill scream pierced the night sky, Diao Feng couldn't stand the pain at all, he immediately pulled out the military thorn in his hand and distanced himself from Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's style of play is too brutal!

"Fuck you! Let's fight another day!"

As soon as Diao Feng retreated, Wang Chen cursed and ran away, because he saw a group of soldiers appearing not far behind Diao Feng.

Diao Feng could only watch Wang Chen run far away, unable to chase him, because his aching legs were weak and he couldn't chase him.

(End of this chapter)