Chapter 2951 The only Way Left for You Is Death

The so-called "solution" is actually a pile of wooden boards leaning against the wall not far from the narrow corridor. ׺°"˜˜`"°º×

It is impossible to verify what they are used for, and it doesn't matter whether you know it or not.

The important thing is that this pile of things looks strong enough and there are enough of them. If they are all brought over, they can not only lay a new wooden bridge, but also thicken and strengthen it. At least there will be no embarrassing situation again where the bridge collapses when people walk halfway.

Seeing that the pile of things is only a dozen meters away from him, Alsim did it as he said, and ran towards it quickly with the AK with a bayonet in his hand, thinking of finishing the job quickly.

But as Alsim himself complained just now, today seems to be destined to be his accident day, and it will not be over until the moment the bridge collapses.

""

"You shouldn't have come in with a gun, fellow, it's faster to use a knife! Have you forgotten?"

Alsim, who was holding the gun barrel tightly with one hand and controlling the direction of the gun muzzle, had a cold light in his eyes. He dodged the sharp blade coming towards him immediately, but did not completely loosen his right hand holding the AK. After barely avoiding the fatal blow coming straight to his neck, he immediately started the gun-grabbing drama.

His right hand continued to hold the grip tightly, and his left hand rushed forward to control the enemy's right hand wielding the knife.

He keenly captured Alsim's movements and took the initiative to loosen the tightly held gun barrel. In an instant, his freed right hand changed directly to a hand knife from bottom to top, hitting Alsim's right hand from the base of the thumb; the heavy knife held in the other hand did not stop at all, and waved it upside down and attacked Alsim's neck again.

With the AK in his hand freed, Alsim quickly blocked with his right hand, using the metal receiver of the AK as a cold weapon, barely blocking the fatal blow of the second goal in the piercing metal scream.

The two rounds of fighting in just one encounter were two killing moves, merciless. Face to face with Alsim, the blade against the gun, and the eyes were staring at each other. In this brief stalemate in the mutual struggle, Heisenberg once again smiled and spoke.

"You'd better throw away the gun quickly, because my knife has no patience!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

It must be admitted that when being entangled by cold weapons at close range, using a long gun to fight again will not have any advantage at all, especially for this kind of pervert who can dance a heavy knife like a fruit knife.

Suddenly freeing up his left hand, he pulled out the pistol that was inserted upside down in his chest and within reach. Before the AK tightly held in his right hand could not withstand the force of the heavy knife, Alsim, who moved as fast as lightning, almost aimed the pistol at the target.

However, he never expected that the opponent's speed and prediction were faster than his own action of drawing a gun.

The right foot swept by the leg was not deflected, and the left ankle was hit by a move. Alsim, whose center of gravity was unstable, fired a deflected shot. The bullet almost brushed past Heisenberg's cheek, leaving a blood mark with residual gunpowder warmth on this hateful stinky face. It was only one centimeter away from blowing the bastard's head off.

"Just short" is "just short", there will never be "if" in a life-and-death battle, and the truth of defeating the enemy and winning by "addiction will kill you" will never be outdated.

Looking at the blade that was slashing towards him again, Alsim had no choice but to loosen his right hand and put down the AK, and finally caught the wrist holding the knife with just enough speed.

"I told you, it's faster to use a knife!"

""

After failing to hit the enemy with the first strike, Alsim, who had stabilized his position, had no intention of paying attention at all. He raised his hand and fired the second shot at the enemy's chest again.

Click-click--

The trigger of the mechanical linkage sleeve seemed to be filled with lead and could not be pulled down. No matter how hard Alsim tried, it was useless because his right hand had already tightly grasped the gun body and exerted the greatest force.

"Why don't you listen to advice, fellow."

He raised his leg and hit the side abdomen that was not protected by armor with a brutal knee strike. Alsim, who suddenly lost his strength and felt that he was about to lose the heavy knife, had no choice but to release both hands holding the gun and the knife at the same time, and used evasion instead of parrying to avoid the fatal blow that fell straight down.

While stopping his retreat, he immediately reached out to touch the third gun on his waist. The sawed-off shotgun that he had seized earlier had become Alsim's last resort. However, what he saw when he looked up made him stop his movements.

"Guns are not so trustworthy, are they?"

""

Alsim, whose gun was taken away and whose head was pointed at from a distance, was motionless at this moment as if the pause button had been pressed. There had never been such a fatal moment in the long years of fighting. The opponent could smash his head with just a light pull of the trigger.

"But it's meaningless"

Clang--

Bang--

Alsim, who could hardly hide his surprise in his eyes, could hardly believe his eyes.

This evil Nazi perverted leader actually pressed the magazine release button to make the magazine slide to the ground, raised his hand and shot at the ceiling to completely empty all the bullets, and casually threw the Tokarev TT33 pistol, which was still smoking from the muzzle, out like throwing away garbage.

"I'll say this one last time, fellow. Take out your knife. This is the only way we can solve this problem."

""

His right hand in the air stayed motionless only three centimeters away from the spray gun on his waist. Alsim, who always had the phrase "it's faster with a knife" echoing in his mind, finally made a choice and used his backhand to attack his back. He took out the hunting knife from the scabbard at his waist and held it tightly towards the enemy.

"now it's right."

"Alsim! Where did the gunfire come from!? What happened over there! Alsim!?"

""

The anxious shouts coming from the other side of the broken bridge not too far away did not receive an answer. Alsim, who was holding the hunting knife and staring at the enemy tightly, did not dare to take it lightly, but saw Heisen who was not in a hurry to take action. Berg continued his "tirade."

"Although we are of the same kind, we are like two sides of a coin, although we are on the same coin. In other words, you and I will always be opposites! Only one of us is destined to survive!"

Ding--

The fierce collision of the blades sparked fierce sparks, and Heisenberg, who finally clashed with Alsim's sword again, smiled happily, and his eyes showed the intense pleasure of satisfying his desires.

"The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive! Human beings live in comfort and forget their true nature. Only war is the only truth in this world!"

"How long are you going to keep talking nonsense?"

"!?"

As if he didn't expect it, even more unexpectedly, Alsim, who had not spoken for a long time, had barely finished speaking. An unstoppable force burst out from the right hand holding the knife in an instant. The force was so strong that even Heisenberg could In shock, he was bounced and pushed away on the spot. As soon as he gained some distance, he immediately raised his leg and kicked his big foot, which hit the target directly.

"Pfft!!!"

Just like the drum washing machine, it was put on the floor and rolled five or six times before it could stop. Looking at the pervert who was kicked out by him, Alsim, who did not hide his trash-like eyes, had already stopped. Enough of this.

"Don't expect to be able to escape like last time. All that's left for you is death."