Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 365: Power Showdown

Chapter 365: Power Showdown
bang bang——

Two bullets grazed the place where Song Heping had just stood at the moment he hid behind the tree.

"so close!"

Song Heping was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Listen carefully and look in all directions.

The special forces' most sensitive nerves and sharpest intuition saved Song Heping's life again.

As he dodged and hid behind a tree, Song Heping caught a glimpse of a dark shadow behind the tree about five or six meters away from him.

too close!
If the other party had not accidentally stepped on a dead branch, making a slight sound, Song Heping might have died by now.

Song Heping had no time to think about why this man suddenly cut off his retreat. He raised his gun and shot as quickly as possible.

blah blah-

The two men fired continuously, aiming at each other and attacking.

But no one can do anything to anyone else.

No one dared to rush forward.

Soon, the two men emptied their magazines and drew their pistols to fire at each other continuously.

During the shooting, Song Heping felt a slight pain in his shoulder, as if something had pulled it.

He knew that he must have been shot again, but at this moment, dopamine was secreted crazily and his whole body was in a state of extreme tension, so he could not feel the pain at all.

The enemy's bullets ran out first.

Song Heping heard the sound of the sleeve hanging up.

There were still two bullets in his Glock pistol. He rushed out and rushed to the opponent at the fastest speed.

At a distance of a few meters, Song Heping was extremely fast.

The other party had just changed the magazine and had not yet had time to release the slide when Song Heping arrived in front of him.

I thought I could definitely shoot the opponent in the head this time.

Unexpectedly, the other party was also a ruthless character. He didn't even throw away his gun and suddenly jumped forward. Before Song Heping could stand firmly and the gun was aimed at his head, he had already pounced on him.

bang bang——

Song Heping was forced to pull the trigger.

Both bullets hit the opponent's chest, but even so, the opponent's violent collision knocked Song Heping directly to the ground.

"It's cruel enough!"

Song Heping even admired the other party a little.

This reaction speed is amazing!
It is worthy of the name of the green beret.

If he had hesitated for just a fraction of a second, he would have been dead by now.

Unexpectedly, he risked his life and used his chest to withstand two pistol bullets from Song Heping.

The front chest is the best place for bulletproof vests to protect you, and it is also where the bulletproof plates are located.

Two 9mm bullets from a Glock pistol can't penetrate it at all!

Instead, Song Heping was knocked to the ground by him and was instantly at a disadvantage.

The force of the collision was so great that Song Heping felt as if his chest was hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

His reaction was also extremely fast, and he flipped over and stood up.

But before he could react, a strong arm was wrapped around his neck, and another big hand pressed down on the back of his head. Song Heping could even smell the tobacco between his fingers.

Cross chokehold!

Song Heping fell forward reflexively. He had to fall forward and throw the opponent over his shoulder to break this fatal move before the opponent completed the chokehold. Otherwise, once the chokehold was completed, he would faint in a minute at most due to lack of blood supply to the brain.

But with this fall, I found myself falling like an iron tower, and the other party didn't move at all.

The over-the-shoulder throw couldn't be completed!
The opponent's strength and stature are completely beyond imagination!
Song Heping got goosebumps all over his body again.

Although it was impossible to see each other clearly in the dark, there was no chance to see each other clearly.

But he could basically judge that the other party was a power-type special forces soldier, similar to White Bear.

Fighting in close combat with this kind of guy would really put him at a disadvantage!

The attacker was not only strong and powerful, but also very familiar with close combat. When he found that Song Heping wanted to throw him down, he immediately used his knee to press against Song Heping's waist, preventing him from using force to perform a back throw.

Then he wrapped his two strong arms around Song Heping's head tightly. The attacker proudly put his mouth close to Song Heping's ear, and the air exhaled from his nose sprayed on his face. The air that entered Song Heping's nostrils was a smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of death.

"Little bastard! Let me send you to hell!"

This person is Roger, one of the members of the Green Beret.

Roger hated Song Heping.

This is the guy I live with now!

He was the one who killed three of his teammates!

Roger's eyes were red, as if two flames were burning, and he wished he could melt Song Heping on the spot!

The Colonel's tactics worked!

Let yourself go around to this point alone to ambush, and then lead the remaining three team members as bait.

This judgment is so accurate!

Sure enough, this guy escaped here.

"go to hell!"

He gritted his teeth and growled in Song Heping's ear, increasing the strength of his hands to the extreme.

Song Heping felt a chill in his heart.

Damn it, I actually failed.

I was careless, I kept setting traps and having fun. But I also underestimated the green beret.

Tactical veterans like them will never passively take a beating. If they keep using the same tricks, they will be easily predicted.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, masters of jungle warfare, and no one is stupider than the other.

But regret is useless.

Song Heping felt that the scenery in front of his eyes began to darken, tiny golden stars began to fly, his head and blood vessels seemed to be about to explode, and his head gradually became heavy.

Roger's arm cut off the blood supply to the artery in his neck, and the blood to the brain could not be supplied, and Song Heping gradually fell into a state of hypoxia.

It felt like my whole body suddenly became cold as if I had fallen into an ice cellar. My nose and respiratory tract seemed to have lost their function. No matter how hard I squeezed my chest and abdomen, I couldn't feel any air entering my lungs.

My chest started to feel stuffy, my eyeballs started to bulge, and I felt a throbbing pain in my brain blood vessels...

This is the beginning of the symptoms of hypoxia!

calm! calm!
Can’t die! Can’t die!
I have younger brothers and sisters at home!

Can't die!
But he really couldn't throw Roger, who was nearly two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred pounds. He lowered his head and threw him again, but still couldn't shake Roger behind him.

"Hey, don't struggle, baby. I won't let you die right away. I'll just make you faint. Then I'll tie you up and hang you on a tree and cut off your flesh with a knife..."

Roger vented all his previous frustrations. At this time, he was sure of victory and began to feel proud.

Before he could finish his words, Roger suddenly let out a scream.

Song Heping's second attempt to throw Roger over his shoulder by bending down was actually a pretense, because there was no possibility of success at all.

He just tried his best to move his neck and body forward a little bit, even if it was just a little distance away from Roger's face, that would be enough!
He did it, and then he thrust himself and Roger backwards, slamming them against the trunk of the tree, ramming his head back like a spring that had been compressed to its limit and suddenly rebounded.

All of this was calculated very precisely.

Song Heping is not short, and the back of his head just reaches Roger's nose.

Gala——

There was a chilling cracking sound from the bridge of Roger's nose.

A piercing pain made Roger burst into tears. The violent impact caused a long string of snot to appear on his face, making him look very embarrassed and funny.

The force of the collision was so great that it directly broke the bridge of his nose!

The area near the bridge of the nose is also called the death triangle. It is an area with extremely rich nerves, and the nose bridge bone is very fragile and sensitive. Attacking here is extremely pleasurable and can be several times more painful than attacking other places.

Even Roger, the big guy with a thick waist and broad arms, couldn't help but feel his soul leaving his body when he was hit. He subconsciously let go of his hands and covered his nose.

Blood oozed out from between his fingers, and Roger was almost going crazy in pain!
Song Heping, who survived the disaster, quickly broke free from Roger's restraints, but his eyes went dark and he couldn't even keep his balance. He staggered away two steps.

But Song Heping was still conscious and he knew that he was in great danger at this moment.

Roger's accomplices will definitely arrive soon. If the two of them continue to fight for another minute, the other green berets will probably arrive.

Roger was disoriented, and so was he.

The winner is whoever recovers the attack power first.

The pistol fell and the rifle was empty but there was still time to change the magazine.

but……

Isn't there a survival knife?
This was something Song Heping had looted from the bodies of AGLAN team members, and it was now inserted in the scabbard on the outside of his thigh.

Song Heping controlled his dizziness, reached out to pull out the survival knife, and rushed forward.

Anyway, if I don’t die, I will die.

Only one of the two can survive!
A knife!

Song Heping swung the first blow, and the blade pierced the left side of Roger's neck.

puff--

Roger screamed again and pushed Song Heping to the ground with both hands.

Song Heping got up again and pounced on him again.

Second knife!

Still on the right side, still on the neck!
puff--

The knife was halfway in.

Song Heping felt something sprayed on his arm.

Warm.