The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

The tip of the dagger passed under the eyes several times, and Ye Jian, whose arm was cut, quietly held the silver thread in his hand, looking for a chance to strangle the mercenary to death in one go.

At the last moment of the life-and-death contest, she grabbed the other's outstretched wrist. When Ye Jian took a step back, she stepped on the tree with one foot, jumped behind the mercenary, and wrapped the silver thread in her right hand around his neck.

"Oh shit!"

The opponent who felt that something was wrapped around his neck cursed in blunt Chinese, and his punches swung towards Ye Jian's forehead with air. in the hands of the army.

After three years of training, Ye Jian's sensitivity to danger was higher than in her previous life, and her reaction was faster. She jumped up and held the branches with both hands to avoid heavy punches. to another tree.

This is enough, enough to clear the target in an instant.

The silver wire is very thin, once it is strangled into the flesh, it is not easy to pull it out, and the neck is the most dangerous part, being strangled by anything will make people feel afraid, and they want to pull the scary thing Open, let the neck free.

The more I think about it, the faster the attack moves, and the tighter the silver thread becomes.

The leaves trembled like a torrential rain. One end of the silver thread was wrapped around the mercenary's neck, the other end was wrapped around the leaves, and then wrapped around the trunk. With Ye Jian's last kick in the abdomen, this man named Ye Jian The mercenary, who was half his head high, let out a roar from his throat in pain, and the fists he swung over became more fierce and fierce.

Ye Jian, who was covered in sweat, didn't give his enemy the last chance, and kicked back head-on.

This is real fighting, full of blood and death.

This is the real battlefield, a bloody battlefield where you die or I die.

There was no time to wipe off the sweat that flowed into the eyes, and the dust on the leaves flew into the eyes, which made the eyes hurt so much that they had to keep opening them.

Relying on the softness and agility of her body, Ye Jian grasped the branch tightly with both hands, and struck at the opponent's shoulder several times in a row. The silver thread finally tightened around the mercenary's neck, getting deeper and deeper, until he heard him gulp. Panting, severe hypoxia in the brain made his movements slower and slower each time, and his reactions became more sluggish each time.

Gritting her teeth, Ye Jian struck the opponent's chest one last time, causing him to lean back...

It's now..., it's now to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Ye Jian let go of the branches with both hands, and quickly jumped down from a high place. The pistol hidden in his clothes was also taken out the moment he jumped down, and he shot at the black figure who turned over with a "bang".

The sixth mercenary cleared tonight.

Leaning against a tree, Ye Jian sat down slowly with her back along the trunk, panting heavily, as if she would suffocate if she took a short breath.

The smell of blood in the air was heavier than before, so thick that it couldn't melt like a pulp, thick, thick, and the whole chest was filled with the rusty smell of blood.

Xia Jinyuan pierced the arm strangling his neck fiercely with the cold blade, and cut it off with an extremely fierce knife, cutting off the tendon of the opponent's arm directly.

In the darkness, his deep eyes were cold. Facing the enemy, there was only chilling coldness in his eyes. The tendon in the opponent's arm was severed, and the strength of the entire arm suddenly disappeared. Xia Jinyuan hugged the opponent's arm tightly at once. He lifted his foot and hooked the opponent's neck, and threw the mercenary sideways to the ground when determination burst out of his eyes.