The guys who jumped on both sides had no idea that Yang Luo used cross pits to plant mines, and the place they thought was safe was within the range of the explosion.
A powerful terrifying energy carried the flames and rushed out for more than ten meters, and those guys were thrown high into the sky by the terrifying energy. Those who were not killed on the spot danced in the air, let out howls that were not human, and were engulfed in flames. The most unlucky thing was that the three injured guys survived being blown up by a landmine once, but this time they were blown to pieces, with body parts flying everywhere.
Norman yelled: "Damn it!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed An Qingnong. Before he could make a move, he felt the leaves above his head rustling, and a black shadow rushed down quickly.
A white man next to Norman yelled: "Be careful!" He raised his gun and was about to pull the trigger. At this time, his feet were suddenly grabbed by someone, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably, and then a cold voice came from his ear, "Goodbye, friend!"
"Pfft!"
A dagger pierced the back of the white man's head, nailing him to the ground.
At the same time, Norman had just raised his gun, and the black figure had already reached the top of his head, grabbing his gun. A cold light flashed in front of Norman's eyes, his throat felt cold, and blood spurted out. Norman stared unwillingly, and his huge body fell to the ground.
The thing happened too fast, just in the blink of an eye, before An Qingnong and Liu Qiangjun could react, the matter was over.
When An Qingnong saw the person coming, his eyes lit up: "Yang Luo!"
Yang Luo grabbed An Qingnong's arm and said, "Let's go!" Then he went straight into the jungle, with the lunatic and Liu Qiangjun following closely behind them.
All the voices returned to calm, Davis shook his head, and resisted the sharp pain from his body to get up on the ground. Blood flowed from more than a dozen wounds on his back, shoulders, and legs. Fortunately, he was not hit critically, and as lucky as him, five or six players were slightly injured. But the ghost and the poisonous scorpion were unharmed, and got out from behind a tree in the distance.
Davis turned around slowly with a pale face. The blood on his body continued to flow down the wound. The ground not far behind him was scorched black, and some places had been stained maroon. A breeze blew, and the smell of barbecue was mixed with a strong smell of blood.
The muscles on Davis' face twitched. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, as well as the brother lying on the ground moaning in pain, he raised his head to the sky and roared.
"Blood wolf, I will definitely kill you."
Ghosting remained expressionless, glanced at Davis, and turned to leave.
Davis shouted: "Ghosting, where are you going?"
Ghosting said coldly: "Blood Wolf, only he is worthy of being my opponent."
Davis closed his eyes in pain: "Come back alive, Tank and I will wait for you at the assembly point."
Ghosting didn't say anything, just walked away, when the voice of poisonous scorpion came from behind: "Hey, we are the best partners, without me, can you kill that little wolf?" After speaking, he chased after him.
"I must kill him, I must kill him."
"Bang bang bang!!!!"
A guy kept hitting the tree trunk with the butt of his gun, venting his anger.
The other guy squatted down, picked up a corpse that was missing a leg, and howled angrily: "You damn bastard, I, Madison, will never let you go."
These guys are indeed very angry. They are all elite soldiers and have experienced countless blood and fire wars. But it has never been defeated so thoroughly like this time, so many people died without even seeing the enemy.
After venting, Madison gently put down the body and came to Davis: "Head, how is your injury?"
Davis opened his eyes, "It's okay." After speaking, his face changed, "Go and see Norman."
Madison left quickly with a gun in his hand. When he saw the corpses of Norman and another brother, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger frantically.
"Da da!"
"Da da!!!!!"
The crisp sound of gunfire echoed over the jungle.
Ghosting stopped when he heard the gunshots, looked back, and then continued to walk forward. After walking for more than half an hour, the ghost stopped again, looked at a broken blade of grass, and looked around.
"They're in the southeast!"
Without waiting for the poisonous scorpion to speak, he changed direction and walked away. Along the way, they followed the various clues that Yang Luo and the others would leave behind no matter how careful they were. Suddenly, the foot that the ghost stepped on stopped at a distance of one centimeter from the ground, and there was nothing under it.bsp; Seeing the man in the middle, the bodies of the ghost and the poisonous scorpion tensed at the same time, and their muscles contracted instantly, like a cheetah, lying there arched.
The two of them held their breath and watched the Chinese walk towards the ditch step by step. With his feet in marine boots, every step he stepped on the ground was so steady and powerful, but his steps were as light as a civet cat. Carrying a ninety-five rifle in his hand, his finger was always on the trigger. With his upper body leaning forward slightly, you can clearly feel the explosive power hidden in his waist.
Shocked expressions appeared in the eyes of Ghost Shadow and Poisonous Scorpion. This man is definitely a terrible enemy. He is definitely a professional soldier, a soldier who grew up in the flames of war and climbed out of the dead.
The poisonous scorpion locked on the middleman through the sniper scope, and just when he was about to pull the trigger, the middleman suddenly stopped walking and turned his head to look in the direction where they were invisible.
Sweat broke out on the poisonous scorpion's head, but the ghost shadow grabbed his hand that pulled the trigger, shook his head slightly, and wrote softly on the ground: This person must be a blood wolf, you can't kill him, leave it to me. The others must be nearby, you take out the hostages they rescued, and then withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible.
The poisonous scorpion was a little reconciled, but the man in the middle still stood there, watching their hiding place motionless. He could clearly feel the bursting aura suddenly rising from the middle man, as well as the terrifying murderous aura that seemed to condense into substance.
The two sides were in a stalemate like this. Ghost Shadow and Poison Scorpion didn't know if they had been exposed to attract the enemy's attention, so they didn't dare to act rashly.
Time passed bit by bit, the sweat on the poisonous scorpion's head kept dripping, and even the ghost felt unprecedented pressure. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com