Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

After Mo Dao finished speaking, the officer of the Posuo country became even more angry.

He pointed at the Posuo soldiers around him and surrounded the two platoons of people on Mo Dao's side.

"Damn Chinese, I hope you can recognize your strength. Go and take a look at your boundary marker. Where is your boundary marker?"

After seeing his people surround Mo Dao's people,

the officer of the Posuo country said it again in a somewhat arrogant way, but when he said this, he stood behind two Posuo soldiers.

It really showed the "strong appearance but weak heart" to the fullest,

and also showed a kind of inexplicable arrogance and self-confidence clearly.

"Damn Chinese, get out of here quickly, this is Posuo country, get out, move your broken boundary marker away..."

"Fuck..."

The officer of the Posuo country became more and more arrogant, provoking Mo Dao and others.

The soldiers of the two rows on Mo Dao's side could not help but grit their teeth and cursed one after another.

At this time, they held back and did not take action, purely because of the strict military discipline. They all looked at Mo Dao, the instructor, waiting for Mo Dao's order.

Mo Dao ignored the clamoring officer of the Posa country, but looked at the second platoon leader next to him.

Although the second platoon leader was also angry, he still retained a little rationality.

Carefully pulled Mo Dao,

"Instructor... it's better not to shoot."

"Well, I know."

Mo Dao took the gun directly and handed it to the second platoon leader next to him.

Seeing this, the second platoon leader and others were also ready to take down the gun and fight with the surrounding Posa soldiers.

However, they were stopped by Mo Dao.

"Take the gun. If there is any problem, just shoot. Don't be afraid. If something happens, I will take responsibility. It is most important to ensure your own safety. Their lives are not as valuable as ours."

Mo Dao said to the soldiers of the other two rows, and then looked back at the Posa officer who was still spitting saliva.

It seemed that because Mo Dao had not said anything for a long time and had taken off his gun.

The Posuo officer felt that Mo Dao was afraid, and became more arrogant.

And because there was no gun pointed at him, he cursed with a twisted face and walked out from behind the previous two Posuo soldiers.

"Damn Chinese, do you know now that this is our great Posuo country, get out, take your people with you."

"Hahaha..."

"Fuck, retreat! Dare to touch our instructor!"

"Damn, brothers, kill them!"

The Posuo officer stepped forward and mocked and provoked, pushing Mo Dao.

The soldiers who followed Mo Dao could not help it anymore, and their eyes turned red.

However, they did not wait for them to help Mo Dao,

and handed the gun in his hand to Mo Dao, the second platoon leader, and did it himself.

Gun... When did the legendary reporter carry a gun when he traveled through extremely dangerous places?

But in the previous life, it seemed that there were still blind people who died directly under Mo Dao's hands.

"Ah..."

First, the Posuo officer screamed, and then the scream stopped abruptly.

The soldiers on the two rows of Mo Dao's side and the soldiers on the Posuo side were stunned.

The soldiers of the fourth company also saw Mo Dao take action for the first time.

It was also the first time they saw Mo Dao's style of attack.

Cruel, cruel to the point of completely disregarding life.

In a very short time,

Mo Dao kicked the Posuo soldier in the waist.

At the moment when he bent down, Mo Dao grabbed the opponent's eyeball with one hand and tied his neck with his wrist with the other hand.

The scream was also emitted when Mo Dao dug out the opponent's eyeball.

Both the enemy and us were somewhat stunned by Mo Dao's decisiveness.

Even if the battles between the two sides on the border often caused death and disability,

but it was rare that they were fatal.

"Bang..."

Perhaps because of being frightened by Mo Dao, or perhaps because of nervousness, one of the Posuo soldiers fired a shot,

and the bullet passed by Mo Dao.

It almost caused a chain reaction.

The soldiers in the two rows raised their guns one after another and shouted angrily at each other.

Then, after a brief confrontation between the two sides,

they started fighting directly.

This was a real fight.

After Mo Dao made his move, the soldiers, who were already angry and could not control themselves,

rushed towards the soldiers of the Posuo country who were twice their number.

"Fuck, fight for me!"

"Let them know where the border is, fuck!"

The second platoon leader and the squad leaders shouted angrily with red eyes,

and then joined the fight.

Perhaps the other side thought that they had more people and were fearless,

but if they really only had to compare numbers, then there would be no need to fight the war, it would be better to compare people directly.

And Mo Dao, from the moment he made his move, never wavered.

Even when the gunshot just now, he never changed his action.

He just used force on his hands to make the struggle of the officer of the Posuo country less and less.

Finally, when the other two Posuo soldiers wanted to rush over to kill their officers,

Mo Dao threw the body of the Posuo officer on the ground first.

The inexplicable arrogance on the face of the corpse of the Posuo officer turned into the final fear and despair.

Maybe he will never understand why Mo Dao was so cruel.

I can't understand why Mo Dao was so decisive. Isn't Mo Dao afraid of taking responsibility?

In fact,

for Mo Dao,

all the constraints in this world that fall on him are just an illusion.

Law, morality, punishment... These constraints will only work when Mo Dao wants them to work.

In fact, there is nothing that can restrain Mo Dao.

The reliance of this Posuo officer before his death is even more of a joke to Mo Dao.

In other words... Mo Dao is a "madman" who will go crazy sooner or later, he just restrains himself from going "crazy" so quickly.

What is he afraid of?

Even if the leader of the other party is standing here, Mo Dao still dares to take action.

In addition, the other party does not think about why he was so arrogant just now.

Mo Dao raised his head with a chilling indifference in his eyes,

and then looked around, and then continued to attack.

The personal combat quality of the soldiers on the Chinese side is better than that of the Posuo soldiers.

Wrapped in anger, although the other side has more people, they still did not lose the upper hand in the chaos.

However, occasionally a few Posuo soldiers relied on their numbers to trap a Chinese soldier with brute force.

Mo Dao saw a soldier being pinned to the ground by two Posuo soldiers, who were smashing the Chinese soldier's head with the butt of their guns.

The soldiers on his side still had red eyes, staring at one of them and fighting with him.

Mo Dao stepped forward and once again turned one of them into a corpse in the most decisive and cruel way.

Then the third, the fourth...

When several corpses were thrown on the ground and more than a dozen Posuo soldiers were lying on the ground wailing,

although there were more people, the Posuo soldiers still began to be timid,

especially their leader, who was knocked to the ground by Mo Dao at the beginning and died.

Seeing Mo Dao's ruthless and cruel methods again, even if he was red-eyed, he still felt a little chill.

In particular,

although Mo Dao led one or two rows of soldiers out for the first time, in this battle,

under Mo Dao's demonstration, the fighting style of the entire two rows was still led astray by Mo Dao.

Then,

these Posuo soldiers finally "remembered" the location of the border at this time,

and began to move towards the other side of the defense line.

Before leaving, he also said some harsh words, saying that he would let Mo Dao and others take "responsibility".

But it just made the soldiers of the two platoons couldn't help laughing.

"... Instructor Mo, are you okay?"

Next to him, the second platoon leader, who also saw Mo Dao take action for the first time, looked at Mo Dao, who had taken action decisively before and was calm at the moment, and couldn't help asking again.

"It's okay."

Mo Dao shook his head, just threw a sharp stone he had picked up on the ground to the side, then squatted down and grabbed some mud to wipe the blood off his hands.