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In the night sky, a military helicopter swept by quickly, and the fuselage shook from time to time due to the influence of the air current.

But the two rows of soldiers sitting in the cabin didn't take such turbulence seriously, they all leaned against the wall, or checked their weapons and equipment, or closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, recuperating. There were only two people, whispering in this quiet environment:

"It's a tie again, we should always be superior."

"That's what I thought, I wanted to fight you with all my might. So, when this mission is completed, let's pick a place where no one is there and fight him for 300 rounds when we go back? ”

"Okay, I'll have to beat you up then!"

"Hah, then it depends on who is more powerful......"

At this time, a calm voice sounded: "It's time to get there, prepare to rappel!" This interrupted the conversation between the two, and the spirits of everyone in the cabin suddenly lifted.

But no one thought that this would be the last mission of this team's life......

The two fought side by side in their previous lives, and they were good brothers and comrades-in-arms who saved each other many times, but at this moment they have turned against each other, just because you are Han and I am Mongolian. Each for his own master, each for his country, there seems to be no room for any turnaround.

Yang Zhen's gaze was as cold as ice: "Do you think that the Mongolian people can really dominate the world like hundreds of years ago?" You should know that as the cavalry is the main combat force, with the development of firearms, it will be completely abandoned by the times, so why do you have to go against the tide? He seemed to be making a last-ditch effort to convince the other side.

"It's a pity that the power of firearms is still too small, and the threat to us is not too great. Moreover, the rise of the Manchus was later than now, didn't they still rely on cavalry to sweep the world? Tuta was not moved at all, but refuted it with facts.

"But now that I'm here, I'm not going to let that happen again."

"Am I not from hundreds of years like you?"

The words are not speculative, and the two have become speechless for a while. A wry smile rose to the corner of Yang Zhen's mouth: "In this way, there is only one way to choose between you and me?" ”

Tuta silently, but he admitted this cruel fact - two comrades-in-arms of later generations who had the same experience were destined to become enemies at this moment, and they would fight for their own nation and heart!

Yang Zhen suddenly laughed, raised his hand, and the wine bag was thrown into the other party's hand by him: "Drink this wine, there is no more relationship between you and me!" ”

Tuta laughed, didn't say anything more, immediately raised his neck, and poured the wine into his mouth, but how much helplessness there was, but I don't know.

Just when he poured strong liquor into it, wanting to escape this cruel reality, an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, and he just caught a glimpse of Yang Zhen's body stretching out, and rushed straight towards him, and there was already an extra dagger in his hand.

Since the two sides are already enemies, there is nothing to say, if there is a chance to solve the other party as soon as possible, Yang Zhen doesn't mind what means he uses. Take advantage of the other party's mood and do it

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When he was drinking, he had already struck first, and the dagger was picked diagonally, straight to the throat of the other party.

A shout came out of Tuta's mouth, and his body quickly shrank back, and at the same time, the wine bag in his hand was squeezed hard by him, and a stream of wine had shot out, straight to Yang Zhen's face. As long as Yang Zhen gave way to avoid this time, he would be able to turn his passivity into initiative.

But Yang Zhen did not do what the other party wanted, did not dodge or dodge, only blocked in front of him with one hand, so that most of the wine was hit on his hand and scattered, but his body did not slow down at all, and still rushed straight up.

With a loud shout, looking at the enemy who was close at hand, Tuta smashed the wine bag in his hand, and at the same time, his body made a mistake again and flashed to the side.

"Smack——!

"Woo ——!"

The figure suddenly parted, and quickly staggered away.

Yang Zhen's shoulder was patted on the skin, and it hurt his heart. In the face of this, he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, he just gritted his teeth and carried it, and he also wanted to win this first move. So this one hit the right one and was a little injured.

But this small injury paid off in exchange for a big gain, as Tuta had a dagger pierced in the shoulder, reaching the handle, and it was obvious that the knife had stabbed even the bone. After just a moment's wait, a large stream of blood rippled from his shoulder, and even quickly dripped to the ground.

Although Yang Zhen relied on a sneak attack to hurt himself, Tuta did not complain. As a former mercenary-mercenary-soldier, it was their instinct to create all favorable conditions to kill the enemy, and now that they are at a loss, he can only blame himself for not being careful enough.

"A military advisor is a military advisor, even in this era, he is still decisive and fierce!" Grinning, Tuta jerked the dagger off his shoulder. His eyes only flashed on the sword that looked similar to the military dagger of later generations, and his eyes flashed again, but with a little excitement: "At the beginning, you and I couldn't tell the winner, so it's a pity today!" ”

As he spoke, Tuta's body suddenly bowed, and when he rose again, he had already swooped down like a whirlwind. Although the injury is not light, this injury can only inspire him to have a stronger fighting spirit!

But this time, Yang Zhen didn't attack as actively as before, watching the other party pounce, he actually shrank and quickly flashed to the side, avoiding this all-out pounce, and at the same time, taking advantage of the opponent's time to put all his energy into the attack and neglected to defend, another dagger appeared in his hand again, stabbing Tuta's waist sharply.

But this time Tuta is obedient, it seems that he went all out to save three points, and when he saw the dagger coming, his waist and hips were twisted, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand suddenly recovered, just blocking this fatal blow.

Just like just now, as soon as the two of them made a solid move, Yang Zhen quickly retreated to the side with his strength, keeping a certain distance from the other party. Tuta, however, did not stop for a moment, and with another low shout, he turned around again and rushed forward.

In this way, the two of them attacked and defended, and quickly did a shocking and dazzling fight, and they had exchanged more than ten moves in just a while, but no one could help each other.

It's just that behind this seemingly tie, it was Tuta's secret complaint, because after this round of onslaught, he was already short of breath and his strength was weak.

Originally, in terms of strength, he, a Mongolian man, should be far above Yang Zhen. But the injury he suffered at the beginning made his blood flow continuously, especially under several rounds of all-out blows, the blood lost faster, which made his physical strength fast

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consumption, at this time, I already feel that my vision is blurred.

As a man with many years of combat experience, Tuta certainly knows that it is necessary to bandage after being wounded, and it is best to rest at the same time. But it was obvious that Yang Zhen would not give him this opportunity. As long as he reveals a little flaw, the other party will take the opportunity to inflict more damage on himself, which makes Tuta can only attack instead of defending, hoping to cause some damage to Yang Zhen as well.

But as a result, it was to drink a donkey to quench his thirst, and it was difficult to ride a tiger. His onslaught failed to hurt Yang Zhen, but instead made the injury on his shoulder more serious, and his physical strength was quickly lost. But by this time, he had no way to retreat, only one way to go to the dark, even if his strength was now weakened by nearly half compared to before, he could only continue to attack.

"Whew-" While spinning around, Tuta swung out again, directly hitting Yang Zhen's lateral artery.

This move still looks powerful, but the speed has already slowed down a lot, Yang Zhen only turned his head, and he has calmly dodged, and at the same time, the dagger in his hand suddenly slashed diagonally, directly taking the opponent's injured arm.

Because of the old use of the move, Tuta could no longer save himself from the knife at this time, so he could only retreat, hoping to avoid this knife. But then, something surprising happened to him, Yang Zhen's knife was actually a false move, and at the moment when he retreated, Yang Zhen's body, which was originally in front of his side, flashed, and appeared in his retreating position, and the dagger in his hand stabbed head-on-

"Poof-" Before he could react, let alone dodge, the dagger had completely sunk into Tuta's heart, and this was his own head-on, no different from suicide.

"You ......" was hit hard, Tuta's body shook suddenly, and he was stunned on the spot.

Yang Zhen's speed was far beyond his judgment, if the other party had come out with this skill, Tuta would have been defeated on the spot.

Yang Zhen had already released the dagger at this time and stepped aside, his face was as calm as a piece of ice: "I have actually always had reservations, I am no longer the original me." ”

A wry smile, accompanied by a large amount of blood coming out of his mouth, made Tuta's face look a little hideously distorted: "I see...... Actually, you were 100% sure that you would kill me from the beginning......"

"I gave you a chance, as long as you are willing to surrender, I can completely ignore the past suspicions, but it's a pity that ......" Yang Zhen said lightly.

Indeed, after coming to this era, having had a series of encounters, and learning the Qingfeng trick as a result, Yang Zhen today is no longer comparable to himself in his previous life.

In the midst of the miserable laughter, Tuta slowly fell to the ground, although blood kept spurting out of his mouth, but it did not stop him: "It seems that I really underestimated you...... Strategist, whether you are scheming or martial arts, you have long been far above me, but I still intend to fight you head-on, as in the past, to divide the victory and defeat......"

What responded to him was only Yang Zhen's private smile. But then, he gritted his teeth and said, "But even if you defeat me, it doesn't mean that you will win in the end." ”

"Isn't today's result my victory?" Yang Zhen glanced behind him, where there was still black smoke billowing into the sky.

"The tribes on the grassland will always suffer all kinds of disasters, but their ability to recover is beyond the imagination of you Han people, as long as our Han is still around, we can make a comeback in a few years!" Tuta looked at Yang Zhen steadily: "So do you think you are really a winner?" ”