Chapter 72

  The rocket didn't hit them, it whizzed past just beside the driver's cab.

  Wang Yuan let out a loud sigh, it was really too dangerous. If he could have captured this scene on film, that would have been a great contribution to China's film industry. The special effects of "Hollywood" movies are good, but not as good as this. This is the real thing.

  The bandits behind did not expect them to come up with this move, just like they had just watched an exciting and thrilling "Good Guy" action movie. Wanting to reload the rocket was already too late, because their car was about to crash into the truck's trailer.

  Li Nan and his men quickly grabbed their weapons and jumped off the car. Li Nan was fine, although he had been shot in the leg. But this injury was nothing to him. Wang Yuan, on the other hand, was not so lucky. As Li Nan said, with a bit of seasoning and salt, he could be used as dumpling filling. When he landed, he could only use his heels. However, using his heels would reduce the shock absorption when landing. He had no choice but to land on his toes, which made him break out in cold sweat. Lying on the ground, he placed his injured leg flat on the ground and sat up halfway, holding his gun and firing at the bandits.

  Those bandits were also specially trained. After seeing them jump off the car, they also jumped directly from the car. The bandit who jumped off the car later threw a hand grenade at Wang Yuanshen before he landed.

  Wang Yuanjian was originally not good at martial arts, and his leg had already been seriously injured. It was almost impossible for him to dodge the grenade now. He simply didn't dodge it and shot directly at the bandit who threw the grenade. The bandit did not expect that there would be someone so reckless. Without any defense against Wang Yuanjian's gun, he became a soul under his gun as soon as his foot touched the ground.

  "Damn, you want to blow me up, I'll let you take the fall first." At that moment, Wang Yuan really didn't think of anything else, he couldn't even think if he had time. If he did, he would have thought of his parents, comrades, friends and his grandmother. When he was young, his parents were always busy, until he went to elementary school, he still lived with his grandmother. He especially loved eating the salted meat made by his grandmother, and now he's thinking that after this mission is over, he'll go home and eat some of his grandmother's salted meat again. And listen to her nagging. In the past, whenever his grandmother started nagging, he would run away.

  Just as he was waiting for death, Li Nan kicked the bomb flying from behind him, and it exploded about ten meters away from them. At the same time that Li Nan kicked the bomb, Wang Jia pulled his collar to hide behind the truck. Li Nan swept another burst of bullets at the bandits, then also dodged behind the truck.

  Their tacit understanding is breathtaking. The real strength of Chinese special forces does not lie in their individual combat capabilities, but rather in the coordination between comrades. This is completely different from Western military ideology, which emphasizes individual combat skills. In training, they are absolutely not allowed to help each other out. Because they think that in a real war, your comrade cannot die for you. But what they overlook is that in war, your comrade may not be able to die for you, but can help you stay alive.

  This was during the " Warrior Competition" in Jordan. The Chinese special forces worked together strongly, with five people sacrificing themselves to ensure one comrade broke through the encirclement. This shocked other Western armies and after that competition many Western countries' armies began to change their previous combat concepts.

  After pulling Wang Yuanjian to the back of the truck, without any words, King Jia was on the right and Li Nan was on the left, and Wang Yuanjian was under the car. Without any command, everyone chose a nearby cover to attack the bandits.

  A large group of people came down from the carriage of the military vehicle. They rushed towards them frantically, completely disregarding their own lives. It was as if they had truly embodied the phrase "Their desire for death surpassed their desire for life."

  Bullets are used up in an instant. It seems that a general once said that any advanced weapon will be depleted in the late stages of war, and only the determination to win and the strong will can truly win the war. Now, although it's not about being high-tech, but with two seriously injured people among the three of us, facing a group of ferocious and bloodthirsty bandits, without superhuman courage, our willpower would definitely collapse.

  Dozens of bandits threw away their guns that had been fired, pulled out curved knives, and rushed up with a fierce cry. Li Nan became excited again. As long as it was hand-to-hand combat, he would always get excited, seemingly having forgotten his injured leg. A "dry land onion" sprang into the air. His left foot stepped on the shoulder of the second bandit, and his right foot heavily chopped down on the third row of bandits' heads. This kick was like a mountain crushing the top, and a cracking sound was heard. The guy's vertebrae at the back of his head broke, and he fell to the ground like a pile of mud.

  "Good work," Wang Jia muttered to himself. Wang Jia's combat skills were learned in the military, and although he hadn't been trained for long, they were strengthened through intense training, focusing on simplicity and practicality, unlike Li Nan's folk martial arts which were more fluid and elegant. He turned around and dodged the knife swung by the thug in front of him, striking his throat with a palm. The thug dropped his knife and covered his throat with both hands, groaning in pain and making "uuu" sounds. Without hesitation, Wang Jia continued to kick the thug's waist, sending him flying into the air. At that moment, the thug on his right stabbed at him with a knife, while the one on his left kicked out at him. Wang Jia dodged the knife and turned his back to the thug who had stabbed at him, taking a step back with his left foot and grabbing the knife handle with his right hand, pulling it forward and sending the knife into another thug's stomach. The thug who had been holding the knife hadn't even reacted yet when Wang Jia dodged to the left, kicking the thug's forehead with his right foot in a "skyward pillar" motion. Immediately following that, he performed an over-the-shoulder throw, sending the thug flying more than three meters away and crashing into a truck, killing him instantly.

  Wang Yuan saw that they didn't have such good skills, let alone he had difficulty standing with his injured foot. What he played best was guns, although the automatic in the AK was finished, but he still kept a handgun. Take a look at Li Nan and Wang Jia to see who is in danger, and then shoot a cold shot.

  Li Nan dodged and weaved, pointing east and hitting west, his footsteps light and agile, his movements quick as a spirit monkey, fierce as a dragon. Before long, these bandits were rounded up by them. If he wasn't in a hurry to rush off, Li Nan really wanted to have some fun with them.

  "Damn it, we've changed cars for the third time already, it's like a test drive." Wang Yuan saw that he was a bit depressed because of his foot pain.

  "If you don't want to change, then just go ahead and run forward, I have no opinion on that." Li Nan seemed to be at odds with Wang Yuan today.

  Wang Yuan glanced at him and made an effort to find a comfortable place for his feet.