Chapter 818: Grozny Hound-3

The taste of blood and smoke is filled in the sky above the city, mixed with the scorching smell of human flesh, the masked man kneeling behind the broken wall, licking the eyes that can't be closed, looking down at the dog hair in his hand:
"Old boy……"
The man in the mercenary circle known as the "Grozny Hound", the upper and lower eyelids of both eyes were sewn on the skin of the head, so that he could not even blink his eyes. He could only relieve eyes through eye drops every day. The Ministry is dry.
In addition, he has a lot of wounds left by the horrible torture described in the language, and these scars are the "gifts" he got when he was in Grozny.
At that time, he was just an ordinary mercenary who had eaten and died. Grozny just wanted to eat some food. When other people were fighting, he stroked the fish in the back. After the fight, he put some black charcoal and blood on his face, throwing away a few full magazines and pretending to be in the battle.
Unfortunately, this happy day did not last long, and his little moves were discovered by other mercenaries. The tragedy that followed, until now, he couldn't help but tremble.
This mercenary who once wanted to spend some money on the battlefield was treated as a Russian spy by the Chechen soldiers, and then...
He took his eye drops from his backpack and dripped it on his red eye. The dog's donkey in his hand was in his pocket and pulled out a large saber with a length of fifty centimeters. He smiled:
"Let's kill him! Old man..."
The dog he named "Hoff" is his only friend in this world.
It was a ugly bloodhound, and was abandoned on the battlefield in Grozny. He found the injured retriever in the ruins of a flattened apartment building.
At that time, he wanted to kill the dog, but when he saw the raging and stray dog ​​stray, he didn’t know why he had raised a hint of compassion and took out a bandage to bandage the dog’s right hind leg. Still bleeding in the blood.
- Perhaps because of this lonely wild dog, and a little like himself. He made the dog help the dog, and after that, the dog disappeared.
Until he was tied to the camp and suffered inhumane torture, the bloodhound hunt he had helped finally appeared again.
"Hof, kill him."
He whispered, suddenly smashed out of the ruins, and only ran into the smoggy streets with a saber. Rush toward the enemy's hiding place.
Looking at the body covered with bullet holes in the street, the "Grozny Hound" seemed to return to the night, when he was tied to a stake and kept coughing up blood.
He can't remember how many times he asked for mercy. He said how many times he didn't know about the Russian army. But the ferocious Chechen soldiers simply did not believe in their own defenses. They just kept using the Soviet-made sabers to create them on their own. New wounds.
Even at midnight, when most of the soldiers went to rest, there was still a strong man who continued to interrogate. The man used a pair of iron tongs to pinch off his two toes, and he had collapsed during the day, even The strength of the screams is gone.
- Perhaps, it is better to die by yourself.
Under the temper of death, his body has begun to collapse, but he remains awake. Endless desperation drove him to ask for death, but he could not do even suicide.
"Quickly say! You and the Russians..."
The strong man in charge of the trial said, holding his little toe with a pair of iron tongs, and when he was about to continue his sentence, he suddenly sounded a low humming sound.
Then, the brawny suddenly dropped the iron tongs into the madness, screaming and trying to reach out and grab the back.
With the horrible flesh and tear, the strong neck of the strong man spurted a lot of blood, and the body lost balance and fell to the ground.
Until then, the poor worm that was still suffering, finally saw the bloodhound hound that had been saved by himself. The dog kept bleeding in the mouth and spit out a bone in his mouth.
Under the gaze of the mercenary's horror, the bloodhound hound stood in front of him, bowed his head and licked his own foot, and made a low sob in his mouth.
Then, the dog wraps around him, stands up and bites the rope that binds his hands, is tied to the mercenary of the day, and finally regains his freedom.
"thank you……"
The "Grozny Hound" sounded ambiguous in the mouth, consciousness returned to reality from memories, squinted across the street, preparing for a beautiful hunt with his best partner.
Now, he has forgotten how he killed the sleeping Chechen soldiers, but he will never forget that he will stand in front of him with blood in his mouth and then bite off his rope. .
Unlike the fickle human beings, the hound believes in the principle of
having borrowing and returning
, and after the experience of saving each other, they become
brothers
who never separate.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it seems very ridiculous to be a brother with a dog. But for the "Grozny Hound", Hoff is his best and only friend!
Hey!
Similar to the roar of the wolverine, from the back of the ruins, the Grozny hound rushed over, seeing Hoff's dark red body running into the ruins, and the man who was hunting was preparing to fire with a pistol.
"Ha ha ha, I am here!"
The Grozny hound roared, a heavy ankle to the other side of the waist, and the sabers followed, and the two attacks that seemed impossible to do at the same time were exceptionally easy to accomplish.
This mercenary who has suffered from inhumane torture has been closer to the beast than humans. As a beast, he will never let go of the prey that is being stared!
"I am coming!" he muttered.
Under his mad attack, the man took a step back later and pulled out the saber to prepare for the fight. At this time, Hoff, who had just hid in the ruins, had already rushed out again.
The dark red-skinned bloodhound widens its mouth full of fangs and bites into the throat of the prey. Even if the age is already large, the strength and speed of this hound is still amazing, and it can choose the best attacking ability, which is not possible for ordinary military dogs.
In the eyes of the Grozny Hound, Hoff is the purest and most powerful hunter in the world!
In order to cooperate with Hoff's attack, he once again swept the saber, because the right wrist was just cut, this time he used the left hand. Although the power is not as good as before, it is enough to deal with the prey!
A brutal and high-speed close combat broke out in the suburbs of Kayaland.