Marvel's I am a saber-toothed tiger

Chapter 27 The Wolf Appears
After some futile shooting, the Confederate Army was finally rushed into its artillery position by Victor, and then the cruelty began, and the saber-toothed tiger began to run away.

The wooden fence that was originally placed in front of the infantry artillery was instantly torn apart by Victor's impact, and the flying wood chips shot down several Southern Army soldiers who were trying to rush over to stop the saber-toothed tiger.

"You are resisting in vain!"

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Victor's mouth as he spoke. His behavior quickly aroused the anger of all the Southern Army soldiers present. They raised their rifles and began to shoot or charge towards Victor.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

A series of gunshots rang out one after another, but they only stirred up some dust on the ground in vain, and their target Victor had already rushed into the crowd.

"Ah! Help me!"

"My hand! Ah!"

In an instant, severed limbs and arms began to fly in the crowd, and the screams of wounded and dying Confederate soldiers resounded throughout the battlefield.

However, Victor did not forget his original purpose: to destroy the infantry artillery of the Confederate Army and prevent the federal military fortifications at the railway station from being shelled.

I saw Victor holding the neck of a Southern Army soldier, jumped up, broke through the siege of the Southern Army in an instant, and came in front of the first infantry artillery.

For this lightweight cannon, Victor adopted the simplest and most violent method, kicking it directly into the crowd of the Southern Army rushing over.

A force of up to 25 tons exploded the moment Victor's feet came into contact with the barrel of the infantry gun, and the barrel made of steel bent into a U shape in an instant, and then flew out.

The area swept by the gun barrel was bloody and bloody, and the number of Confederate soldiers lying on the ground wailing increased a lot, but many more never stood up again.

The heavy loss did not make the soldiers of the southern army retreat, they still went forward and launched a fearless charge towards Victor.

Because they understand that this is war, if they can't kill the guy in front of them, then death will come to them at any time.

What's more, if Victor destroys all the infantry artillery this time, they will pay an unacceptable price in the subsequent battle.

For various reasons, the soldiers of the Southern Army continued to launch a desperate attack on Victor in the end, but all of this was destined to be in vain.

Victor casually grabbed a rifle that was stabbing at him, and then broke the neck of the owner of the rifle, and then started to rush towards the next door with the gun in one hand.

The movements of the soldiers of the Southern Army rushing over seemed to Victor to be in a slow-motion movie. He easily passed through the gap between their charges, and used the rifle in his hand to make up for them. A fatal assassination.

And all of this, in the eyes of 'Stonewall' Jackson, the 'blond demon', holding a rifle in one hand, passed by his soldiers at a fast speed, towards the second infantry Cannon was close, and his great lads were mowed down by him like straw.

"Everyone disperse! The artilleryman turned the muzzle and used the cannon to kill that demon!"

After finding that hand-to-hand combat and bullets could not harm Victor, Jackson made a decisive decision and decided to use the largest heavy weapon in his hand to send this damned 'blond devil' to hell and where he should go.

But it is not easy to hit a high-speed and irregularly moving target with an infantry artillery of that era. To put it bluntly: it is rare for the machine gun and rifle in your hand to hit me, let alone your broken cannons.

Therefore, Victor finally paid the price for his carelessness: he was hit from the front by an infantry gun, and he flew upside down, smashing down two walls and falling into a residential building.

This is thanks to his strong bones, otherwise, the shells that flew out would have opened a hole the size of a sea bowl in his body, instead of flying out with him.

Then the shell exploded after it hit the ground. Well, it was still a blown shell, and the small residential building collapsed like this, burying Victor underneath.

This just proved the old saying, if you don't die, you won't die. Of course, Victor did it, but he still didn't die!
But the pain is certain, but who told him to be overconfident? After Victor destroyed five infantry artillery in a row, the southern army on the ground had completely lost their fighting spirit and fled in all directions.

He chose to walk slowly and destroy the sixth gun, the last infantry gun of the Confederate Army.In his prediction, those Confederate artillerymen who were still on the side of the infantry artillery would flee if they were slightly frightened.

Of course, he'd be more than happy to send them to God if they didn't run away.

In fact, in the final analysis, he is actually a second-year-old man, and he wants to pretend to be a beep. After all, who is not young, in his opinion, he must be handsome now, he deliberately lowered his head and squinted his eyes Looking at the trembling Southern Army artillerymen, he lowered his voice and said in a mature voice:

"Tremble! Struggle! Then, go die!"

As a result, the terrified young artilleryman shook his hand, and a flash of fire flashed at Victor's muzzle, and then they saw that damned 'blond devil' flying upside down.

After knocking down two broken walls, it flew into a small residential building. After a burst of explosions, the 'blond devil' was buried in the ruins of the residential building.

"Did we kill him?"

The young artilleryman who opened fire asked his comrade, and his question was exactly that of his officer: 'Stonewall' Jackson.

"Our artillery boy killed that demon? I want to give them medals!"

"My God! We finally got him!"

"The damn blond devil is finally dead!"

The soldiers of the Confederate Army began to cheer their victory. In their opinion, no one could survive such a situation.

However, it turned out that they were thinking too much, and the gravel on the ruins that buried Victor suddenly began to roll aside, and then, as time went by, more and more gravel began to roll down.

The last few large pieces of rubble even flew out directly, and a figure whose face was blown black but whose body was covered with white wall ash stood up from the ruins.

"I have to say, you really surprised me! I haven't suffered such a serious injury for a long time, it seems that I was really too careless! But, I won't do it now."

As he said that, Victor tore off the gray military uniform and white lining that had been rotted into strips, revealing a body of strong muscles, while the hideous wounds on his body were recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My God! What kind of monster is he!"

Faced with this situation, 'Stonewall' Jackson issued a desperate cry, and then decisively ordered to retreat.He turned over and climbed onto the horse behind him, and retreated after flattering the horse.

Now that the commander withdrew, the other southern troops naturally also withdrew, and the last infantry gun was left unattended and left where it was.

After all, when you let the artillerymen escape, you still dragged this thing, didn't you let them seek death, so this infantry artillery that almost made great achievements became Victor's spoils of war.

"Hey? Stop fighting? It's really boring!"

After killing a few Southern Army soldiers who were running slowly, Victor didn't continue to chase after him, because he knew that he couldn't kill so many Southern Army soldiers who ran away in a hurry, and even more so. Besides, he's not a murderer, isn't he?

However, he was quite resentful about the infantry gun that hit him. He walked over and kicked its right wheel away with one kick, and then his toe was hit by the infantry gun that fell
"Hi~!"

After taking a breath of cold air, Victor moved the infantry cannon smashed on his toes aside, then sat on it, put his hand in his trouser pocket, and was about to take out a cigarette for a smoke, after all, the next cigarette, Happy like a fairy.

It turned out that the underpants had been blown to pieces long ago, leaving only strips of cloth, cigarettes and matches, all of which had been killed together in the ruins.

Until this time, the guys from the Brooklyn No.14 Militia, who had been eating melons and spectators in the train station for a long time, flocked to clean up the battlefield and cheer for their heroes.

In fact, they were very excited when they saw Victor killing all directions at the beginning. They knew that Victor was very strong, but they never thought that he would be so strong.

This is the first time I have seen a fierce man who can use infantry artillery as a football.

But the most horrifying thing in the world is the back. When Victor was shot by the infantry, everyone, including Colonel Edward, felt a chill in their hearts. The situation survived.

In the end, a miracle happened. Although he was completely black and his clothes and trousers were turned into rags, Victor was indeed safe and sound.

At this time, no matter how dull people are, they already know that Victor is not an ordinary person, but who cares?Such a super soldier is still on his own side, so he should be happy, right?
Just when Victor and his comrades were rejoicing because of another victory, in the far north, in Canada, which was still a British colony at this time, a family tragedy and comedy was taking place.

Logan Howlett, who had just earned the moniker 'The Wolverine', accidentally killed his childhood sweetheart's first love (though only his unrequited love) in a conflict with his half-brother Doug Howlett. ).

He hugged his dead lover's body with his outstretched bone claws, left Doug Howlett, who was unconscious, and rushed into the forest howling.

And the direction that Logan Howlett is heading is exactly where the United States, where the civil war is taking place in the south
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