Long Ao Marvel

Ding Lue saw that the kick was very powerful and fierce, so he did not fight head-on. Instead, he stepped back and chose to temporarily avoid its sharp edge. Bartuk sneered in his heart, is it possible to dodge his consecutive skills so easily!

Seeing Ding Lue retreating, he approached again, his steps were unpredictable, and he also spun around, kicking eight times in a row with a whirlwind force, each kick containing fierce power. Ding Lue responded calmly,

He was stabbed hard in the chest, and he flew straight out like a kite with a broken string, collapsing a wall before stopping.

If he were an ordinary person, it would be absolutely impossible for him to survive this solid kick to the chest. However, Ding Lue rushed over again as if nothing happened. Bartuk had experienced many battles, and of course it was not that he had never seen rough skin.

He is so thick that he can withstand the attack of his Death Whirlwind Leg, so he is not very surprised. This guy can be the captain of a special forces team, how can he not have this ability to withstand attacks.

Bartuk is indeed one of the best fighting masters in Europe. His fighting ability is indeed very strong. His kicks are as fast as lightning, and his strength is amazing. He can break a tree trunk as thick as a bucket with just the hardness of his tibia.

The destructive power of the boots is even more astonishing. If it were Ding Lue in a normal state, he would probably not be a match for Batuk, but the current situation was obviously different.

"Kui Mulang" never thought of a head-on confrontation from the beginning. With his agility and beast's instinct, he always kept a close distance from Batuk, wandering around the boundary circle of his attack range.

It is undeniable that Bartuk's attack speed is very fast, but the wolf's speed is even faster. Therefore, except for the necessary blocking and physical contact, Ding Lue basically did not suffer any heavy blows. His strategy is also very clear, that is, to attack

Guerrilla, waiting for opportunities to attack lone soldiers. Anyway, he is faster than Batuk. In the demon-possessed state, he is not afraid of consumption or shooting. As long as someone wants to run to the river and escape from Batuk's defense circle, he will immediately

was attacked by him.

How could Bartuk not see it? He was just frustrated that he could not solve the situation for a while. After more than a dozen moves between the two, he saw that he could not do anything to Ding Lue, so he deliberately used a flaw to let Ding Lue bully him.

A little injured, he received two hard punches on the chest. He swept out his right foot with lightning and kicked Dinglue directly in the knee. This move is Saifa Dou's signature stunt. When the opponent's knee is kicked and the bottom plate is unstable, the real

The killer move - the heavy punch hidden under the ribs is coming. This punch is the most unexpected. Bartuk rarely uses his upper limbs in battle, just to give the enemy the illusion that he is only good at kicks. No one will

I would have thought that he would attack with his fists. As long as he was hit in the face, he would be fainted, and if it was serious, half of the bones in his face would be directly broken.

It was too late for Ding Lue to hide at this time. His knee was kicked hard and he staggered. In just a few tenths of a second, Bartuk's fist was already roaring towards him with strong wind. At the critical moment,

Ding Lue tried his best to use the iron bridge, and bent his whole body in reverse, narrowly avoiding the inevitable punch. He didn't have time to rejoice, and his arms retracted with lightning to protect his chest, just in time to block Batu.

Ke's chest kicked. Bartuk's charged attack was extremely powerful. Ding Lue screamed in pain, his feet were unsteady, and he kept retreating.

Batuk was unyielding. He saw the opportunity and sank his body. He kicked off the ground with force and flew up. His knees struck Ding Lue's chest again with the sound of wind and thunder.

Ding Lue's eyes flashed with light. The retreat just now turned out to be a strategy he formulated after falling into Batuk's trick of showing weakness. It has the meaning of the ancients "treating others with their own methods." Ba

Tu Ke had indeed fallen into the trap. Now he was in the air with nowhere to use his strength, and he was completely passive. Ding Lue dodged and quickly approached Batuk. He pushed his knees with one hand and covered his ears with lightning speed with the other hand.

He grabbed the belt of his military trousers with force, struggled with his arms and slammed him to the ground. This was not over yet. Taking advantage of the short second when Bartuk was in pain and unable to move, another strike

He grabbed his legs, twisted his waist hard, screamed "ho ho", and lifted up the body of more than 200 kilograms. After spinning it in the air for a few times, he let go, and Batuk smashed in like a cannonball.

to a nearby house.

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Under the action of the inertia, Bartuk's body crashed through the entire house, and then smashed into the second house before stopping.

Amidst the loud rumbling noise, the two houses next to each other began to collapse from the roof, and soon became a ruin.

In the head-to-head confrontation between the two, Demonized Ding Lue was victorious.

Batuk was subdued, and none of his men could compete with Ding Lue. They were quickly and brutally killed one by one. Broken limbs and arms and splattered blood extended all the way to the shore. The last white soldier was Ding Lue.

He was stuffed slightly into the high-speed rotating propeller, and his upper body was turned into a pulp from head to waist. The scene was extremely horrifying.

Thousands of fish swarmed in, frantically devouring the flesh and blood in the water. The river surged like boiling water. Ding Lue stood by the river, dazed. The bright red blood soaked through his military uniform, and he was

He was dyed like a demon who had returned from hell, but he seemed unaware of all this, as if he had suddenly lost contact with the world outside his body.

A ray of golden light erupted from his Tianling Cap, piercing the sky. Ding Lue's body trembled violently like a sieve of chaff, and he opened his mouth wide and let out a silent roar toward the sky. The golden energy climbed up his body, swirling around him.

He was bound tightly and could no longer move.

In the ruins in the distance, Nokhang and his Burmese militiamen were nervously watching the fighting outside. When he saw Dinlue's bloody methods, he was always glad that he did not get involved, until Batuk Mai

After the entire army was destroyed and Ding Lue was controlled by a mysterious force, he dared to show his head.

Now the speedboat left by Bartuk was his only way to escape, but Dingluo was beside the boat and he did not dare to go there.

"You guys, go up and kill him! Come on, damn it, didn't you see that he is already dead? After we escape, each of us will be rewarded with a gold bar!"

Nokang vigorously encouraged the militiamen around him. Under the dual stimulation of heavy rewards and intimidation, the Burmese militiamen finally plucked up the courage and approached Dinglue tremblingly.

A few people walked in fear for a long time over a hundred meters, but fortunately Ding Lue did not react. The first man mustered up the courage and hit Ding Lue on the head with a rifle butt, and Ding Lue fell into the river without any reaction.

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"Haha, haha! Boss, he is dead, let's leave quickly, let's..."

"Boom, poof!"

The militiaman who was laughing just now had his whole head exploded by bullets flying from a distance, and his body posture even remained in a celebratory manner. Then more bullets were fired, and the militiamen fell to the ground one after another.

Like a monkey with its butt burned, Nuokang jumped up quickly and tried to run away, but was quickly pinned to the ground by the Chinese special forces who were chasing him.

The comrades jumped into the river and fished out their captain, but at this time Ding Lue had already lost consciousness.

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Half a year later, in a nursing home for military officers by the Xuanwu Lake in Jinling.

Ding Lue was wearing a simple white shirt and stood by the window, not knowing what he was thinking. The sunlight shone on his body through the window lattice, making him look perfectly slim.

"Thum, thump, thump."

Military boots stepped on the ground in the corridor, approaching from a distance, and finally stopped in front of Ding Lue's room.

Ding Lue turned his head in confusion.

That mission can be said to have failed. Although Nokang was captured and brought to justice, all thirteen of his criminals who were directly involved in the "Mekong River Massacre" died and failed to receive the trial they deserved. In the battle that day, he sacrificed his life.

A total of 347 people from Myanmar were killed among the five special forces including Dinkan. This received a very bad response from the international community and gave them a bad reputation for "killing innocents indiscriminately." And because the Chinese special forces were affected by the bombs,

They assembled late. By the time they rushed into the battlefield, the battle was over. The personal information of the massacred white mercenaries could not be found online. Batuk had long since escaped without a trace, so no one could prove that day.

There is another international mercenary force joining the war.

Fortunately, the military boss Zhang Tongzhong came forward to testify, and

Through mediation, Ding Lue was prevented from going to court-martial. However, his special forces qualifications were revoked and he was sent to a sanatorium to recuperate. He was not allowed to go out without orders.

The so-called "cultivation" is actually equivalent to being under house arrest... This shows that the top military officials have not yet formed a unified opinion on how to arrange themselves. Who will come to visit me at this time? Ding Lue thought.

A middle-aged soldier appeared in front of the open door and walked in without saying a word.

Ding Lue's eyes quickly changed from confusion to clarity. He quickly turned around, stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly: "Colonel Leng Feng!"

"Major Ding, take a break."

The middle-aged soldier returned a military salute to Ding Lue and asked him to take a break and disperse.

If Ding Lue had to name one person as his idol, it would definitely be Colonel Leng Feng.

This is a legendary soldier. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the "God of War" of the Chinese army. Although he looks mature and steady now, he was famous for being ruffian when he was young. He has done countless shocking things and has been called

He is called a "madman", but at the same time he has accumulated great military exploits and made contributions to China that cannot be measured in words. There is no way to tell outsiders what he has done, otherwise just pick one and talk about it, and it would be enough to make a movie.

Yes. Because of his bloody nature, his courage and responsibility, he has become a role model and imitation object for many younger generations of soldiers. When Ding Lue was still in the military academy, he heard countless legends about Leng Feng. Unexpectedly,

Today, I actually met a real person!

The two of them sat down at the table. Leng Feng turned a blind eye to Ding Lue's gaze and was the first to ask, "How are you recovering?"

"Well, everything has recovered."

Leng Feng nodded and said no more. The two of them fell into silence for a moment.

"I've heard about you. I'm very sorry for your brother's death."

Ding Lue shook his head, his voice a little hoarse: "Colonel Leng, there is no need to comfort me. It is our duty to fight for the country, and sacrifice is inevitable. If it is not him, it will be other comrades, it makes no difference... If one day, I need to do something

I will complete the same thing without hesitation."

"That's well said." Leng Feng squinted his eyes and smiled. At this moment, he finally showed a trace of his bad look when he was young, "I can see from your eyes that what you said is from the bottom of your heart. If you just said

I'm just like children who love each other forever, I get up and leave, and I won't stay here for a second longer."

Ding Lue didn't speak again, he was waiting for Leng Feng to finish what he said next.

"I know you must be very unwilling. Dinkan is dead, George Bartuk is still alive, and you are locked up here like a bird. I will give you a chance for revenge, and it depends on whether you can grasp it."

Leng Feng took out a letter from his military uniform pocket and pushed it in front of Ding Lue. Ding Lue opened it and saw that it was a letter of introduction recommending him to join the "Wolf Warrior Squadron".

He stared at Leng Feng in disbelief. He had never expected such an arrangement. Wolf Warrior Squadron! That was the special force named after Leng Feng after he became famous. It is the real ace army and will forever be ranked among the national special forces.

The first place, and the kind that is far ahead. People who are not talented are not qualified to enter this army. Even if an ordinary soldier meets someone from the Wolf Warrior Squadron, he will be able to brag about his awesomeness for several days.

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"General Zhang Tong strongly recommended you to me. I know that General Zhang is a person. Unless he has real talent and learning, he will never say a good word for you. So then I called up your file, hey, I said

Why does the name Ding Lue sound so familiar to me? It turns out to be you. You are considered a high-level talent in the military system. I have no problem with this level. You have passed. But if you want to officially join the Wolf Warrior Squadron, I am the only one.

It doesn’t matter what you say, you have to make those veterans and greasers convince you, hehe... that’s not an easy task. What do you think, do you have the guts to give it a try?"

Ding Lue's heart was beating fast. He held the letter of introduction tightly in his hand and was speechless for a long time.