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Chapter 138

Words:2211Update:22/06/26 13:37:14

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Bang!

The crisp sound of a gunshot was heard.

In the forest a hundred meters away, a Burmese soldier who was running for his life had his head burst open.

He fell forward onto the ground, no longer breathing.

Not far behind him, more than a dozen soldiers were lying on the ground in a disorderly manner.

Some were shot in the head, some were shot in the chest, all of them died a horrible death.

Yue Heng put down the AK47 in his hand.

This assault rifle was one of his trophies.

In the forest, the electromagnetic beast hunting rifle was obviously overpowered.

Also, the hunting rifle's firing speed was slow, and it would consume Yue Heng's power.

Only when it was used against armored vehicles or large targets would it be able to bring out the full potential of the weapon.

Against these "green flies," the AK47 was not as effective as the AK47.

The AK-47s used by the Burmese soldiers were authentic Russian products. Yue Heng picked a new one that was well-maintained as his main weapon.

Up until now, the number of people who died under this gun had exceeded three digits.

Unlike the Saroka military, the Burmese soldiers who participated in the assassination of Yue Heng and Liang Kun were all well trained.

They were also good at jungle warfare.

But their opponent was Yue Heng, who had a cheat code.

In his previous life, when Yue Heng was reborn, he was only a small soldier in the Seventh Fleet of the Milky Way Galaxy Patrol Force.

He was just a cannon fodder.

He slowly grew to become a five-star general in the League of Stars. During this time, he had experienced countless battles.

After returning to the modern world, he didn't have the power he had in his previous life.

But his unparalleled combat experience and intuition had long been engraved in Yue Heng's soul.

It could never be erased.

Not to mention the Burmese soldiers.

Even if it was the most elite Navy SEALs, Green Berets, or Delta Force from Mai.

The outcome would not be much different.

The existence of the six mechanical beetles allowed Yue Heng to immediately know the movements of the enemies around him.

His powerful mental power and the "Mind's Eye" combat skill made him a sharpshooter with 100% accuracy.

What made the enemy the most helpless was …

Yue Heng, enhanced by the God-battling Armor, was not afraid of the bullets at all.

Facing such a monster.

No matter how many small groups of Burmese soldiers came, they would all die!

Yue Heng was always able to avoid the main force of the Burmese army.

The two sides started to play hide-and-seek in the forest, and it was the Burmese army that was at a disadvantage.

"Let's take a rest first."

Yue Heng took out an energy bar from his backpack and handed it to Liang Kun. "We'll have to spend the night in the woods."

Since the Burmese army had blocked all the roads leading to and from Saroka.

Therefore, Yue Heng could only abandon the motorcycle.

He walked with Liang Kun.

In addition to the encounters they had along the way, the two of them were still a long way from the border.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he definitely couldn't go back tonight.

Yue Heng wasn't too worried about this.

Right now, the Burmese Army's blockade was very strong, and they had deployed a large number of troops to chase and intercept them.

But the border between Southern Burma and Shenzhou was very long.

The road ahead was blocked, so Yue Heng could take another route.

It would just take a bit more time.

He didn't believe that they could block the entire border!

Liang Kun took the energy bar and sat down on the ground. He opened the packaging and started to chew.

He was carrying two AK-47s on his back, as well as a bunch of magazines, grenades, and the like.

With injuries on his body, he followed Yue Heng around and fought.

Even though Liang Kun's stamina was much stronger than normal people, he was still very tired.

He had played with an assault rifle before.

However, playing in the shooting range was completely different from fighting in real life.

Therefore, Liang Kun's main role was to provide Yue Heng with the service of changing guns and reloading bullets.

They killed along the way and collected the equipment of the dead Burmese soldiers.

It was very tiring.

"These Southern Burmese monkeys!"

While chewing on the energy bar, Liang Kun cursed, "Their noses sure are sharp!"

In the previous battle, small groups of Burmese soldiers kept popping up and chased after them like maggots.

It felt like there was no end to them.

Only now did it finally stop for a while, allowing him to catch his breath.

Yue Heng nodded.

These soldiers should be the elites of the Burmese Army.

He didn't know who was commanding them!

Yue Heng suddenly had an idea, and his sharp eyes glanced to the right.

He immediately found something.

Yue Heng picked up the AK47 and walked in front of the bodies of the Burmese soldiers.

He stared at one of the bodies and pointed the gun at its head, "Get up, stop pretending to be dead."

It was a very young Southern Burmese soldier, lying on the ground motionlessly with his eyes closed.

He looked like a dead person.

However, his slightly trembling eyelashes and abruptly accelerating heartbeat gave him away.

Yue Heng felt a bit strange.

He clearly hit the enemy's vital points, how could there be a fish that escaped the net with the power of the AK47?

Yue Heng noticed that the left side of the soldier's shirt was torn.

But there was no blood.

This was where the biggest flaw was!

Out of curiosity, he didn't immediately finish the soldier off and send him back to his hometown.

After a while.

When Yue Heng's patience was about to run out, the soldier who was pretending to be dead finally couldn't hold on any longer.

He opened his eyes in panic and raised his hands while lying on the ground.

He expressed his surrender, "Don't, don't kill me."

He was actually speaking Chinese, and although his accent was heavy, he could basically understand what he was saying.

Yue Heng smiled, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

The young Burmese soldier quickly replied, "I, I'm also from China!"

Yue Heng rubbed his chin, "You don't look like it, I'll give you a chance, get up and talk."

The young Burmese soldier quickly got up from the ground.

He suddenly groaned and clutched his left chest, revealing a pained expression.

This guy was very smart.

Or maybe his IQ suddenly skyrocketed at the critical moment of life and death.

He noticed Yue Heng's gaze.

He immediately pulled out a lump of metal from the pocket of his torn jacket.

This metal lump was very special.

It was made of three coins, and a deformed bullet was embedded in the middle!

Yue Heng suddenly understood.

It turned out that these coins saved this guy's life, but the impact of the bullet still hurt him.

His ribs were probably broken.

Yue Heng had only seen such luck in the Collection of Strange Stories.

Before Yue Heng said anything.

The young Burmese soldier told him his identity in full detail.

He was really from China.

Half a Burmese.

His father was from China who came to Southern Burma to do business. He married his mother and gave birth to him.

Then he returned to China one day, and no one heard from him since.

His mother had raised him alone, and later died from overwork.

In order to survive, he joined the Burmese army.

But Yue Heng didn't have the patience to listen to his tragic life story, "Who's your commander?"

It was impolite not to reciprocate!

After being chased by the Burmese army for such a long time, Yue Heng had been suppressing a ball of fire in his heart.

Killing a hundred Burmese soldiers was not enough to extinguish his anger.

Yue Heng planned to behead them!



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