God-level Royal Beast: Start a King Kong Skull Island

In the artificial forest, a few spider threads as thick as little fingers fell from the canopy, and easily wrapped around the necks of several Eagle Sauce soldiers on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, these spider threads were quickly withdrawn.

All the captured Yingjiang soldiers were hung in the air.

There were three victims in total, and one of them was strangled on the spot because the spider silk retracted too fast.

The poor fellow kicked his feet a few times, and then his body stopped moving.

After a while, the corpse's two hands slowly lowered, and an offensive grenade slipped from the palm of its right hand to the ground.

Fortunately, the safety pin of the grenade was not pulled out, so there was no explosion.

"Bang bang! bang bang bang!"

Not long after, gunshots rang out in the woods.

The one who fired the shot was a very lucky eagle sauce soldier. When the team was attacked, he just tripped over a tree root on the ground, and his body staggered forward and fell to the ground.

It's just that in this way, it barely escaped the attack of the spider silk.

Even so, he was still terrified.

The reason for this was not because he saw the whole picture of the attacker, but because the offensive grenade that slipped from the hands of his companion's corpse happened to fall right in front of his eyes.

I believe that anyone who encounters such a situation will be terrified.

Thankfully the grenade didn't explode in the end.

Otherwise, he might be one step ahead of his companions.

It was for this reason that his shooting speed was half a beat slower.

It's a pity that the spider silk hangs from the crown of the tree.

In a hurry, he couldn't see the whole picture of the attacker clearly, let alone determine the location of the attacker, so almost all the bullets he fired missed.

"Iverson, help me!"

An eagle sauce soldier who was hung in the air held the spider silk around his neck tightly with one hand, pulled out a dagger with the other hand, and slashed fiercely at the spider thread above his head a few times.

Not to mention, this guy is really tough.

At this time, he still wanted to save himself, but the dagger in his hand was really weak, and he couldn't break the spider silk at all.

Having said that, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs.

The main chemical components of spider silk are glycine and alanine.

In addition, it also includes a small part of serine, and some other amino acid monomer protein molecules.

Generally speaking, this thing is actually a kind of organic matter, but the strength and toughness of its structure far exceeds that of a steel wire of the same thickness.

Giant pincer spiders are not the tiny spiders of today.

Their body size is similar to that of a calf, and the spider silk they spit out is as thick as an adult's little finger, so one can imagine its toughness.

Speaking of which, the quality of the daggers used by Yingjiang's soldiers is quite good. After all, the hundreds of billions of military expenditure of Yingjiang's family every year is not for nothing.

It's a pity that no matter how good the dagger is, it's impossible to cut off the silk spit out by the giant pincer spider casually.

Not to mention, this Yingjiang soldier was still hanging in mid-air, his neck was strangled to death by spider silk.

This also caused the hand holding the dagger to be unable to exert force at all.

In other words, self-help is something that you don't even have to think about.

In desperation, the guy who was hung up had no choice but to seek help from his companions on the ground.

However, what happened next scared him so much that he almost threw the dagger out, and even stopped struggling.

"Crack, card!"

I saw the eagle sauce soldier on the ground, first emptied all the bullets in the magazine, and then quickly replaced it with a new full magazine.

Since the shot just now was ineffective, he was much more cautious this time.

The trigger was not pulled immediately, and the muzzle of the assault rifle moved back and forth, obviously trying to find the location of the target before firing.

At this moment, all his attention was on the top of his head, so he naturally ignored the situation behind him.

Just at this moment, the dead leaves on the ground behind him surged.

Immediately afterwards, an octopus-like hand protruded from below, and it was about to be carried on his shoulder.

"Iverson, be careful... watch your back!

Finally, the Eagle Sauce soldier who was hanging in mid-air reacted.

Then he raised his right hand, pointed at the back of his companion with the dagger in his hand, and reminded him with difficulty.

"Watch your back?"

The Yingjiang soldier who was reminded was not slow to react. After hearing the warning from his comrades, he turned around suddenly without any hesitation.

At this time, he actually has two choices.

The first choice is to give up observing the situation behind him, jump straight ahead, wait for a certain distance before turning around.

The second option is to immediately turn around and determine the source of the danger.

Under normal circumstances, most people would choose the second method. This is not because of any other reason, it is purely a conditioned reflex.

The Yingjiang soldier on the ground also chose the second method, but it was such a choice that directly ruined his life.

The moment he turned around, the "octopus tentacles" fell down, and then wrapped around the opponent's body like a giant snake that was preying on it.

"Patta!"

"Ah~"

The next moment, the assault rifle that had just been reloaded fell from his hand, and then he opened his mouth and let out a scream.

I don't know whether I really suffered a lot of pain or was scared.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At this moment, gunshots rang out again.

This time, though, the gunfire sounded distinctly different. Anyone with experience could tell that it wasn't an assault rifle but a pistol.

The one who shot was none other than the eagle sauce soldier who was hanging in mid-air by the spider silk, who was still asking for help from his companions on the ground just now.

Speaking of which, this guy is really a ruthless person.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, he threw away the dagger in his hand immediately, and then drew a pistol from his waist to shoot at the "octopus tentacles".

It's just that when he pulled the trigger, he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

What is this special meow called? !

Obviously he was the one who was hung in mid-air, waiting to be rescued by his companions, but now he had to rescue his companions.

This is simply.

This person's marksmanship was very good, even though his body was dropped in mid-air, and the spider silk around his neck made him almost suffocate.

But in the face of this situation, he still poured all the bullets in the pistol onto the "octopus tentacles" in an abnormal shooting posture.

And none of the bullets missed the target, let alone hurt his companions.

Compared with the spider silk hanging from the treetops, the "octopus tentacles" protruding from the dead leaves on the ground are obviously much weaker.

In the part where it was hit, there were several bullet holes.

A foul-smelling green viscous liquid flowed out of the bullet holes, spreading all over Iverson's body.

Fortunately, these green viscous liquids did not seem to be corrosive or toxic. Apart from smelling bad, they did not cause any harm to Iverson.

"Aw!"

Soon, there was an unpleasant howl from below the ground, and then the "octopus tentacles" let go of the entangled Iverson, and instantly retracted under the ground.

The matter is not over yet, and even more weird situations are yet to come.

When those green viscous liquids came out.

The spider threads that fell from the canopy visibly vibrated for a while, and then quickly let go of the two living people and one corpse that were suspended, and retracted at a faster speed than before.

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

"Swish, Swish, Swish"

With the sound of several heavy objects falling to the ground, all the Yingjiang soldiers hanging in the air fell to the ground. Since the ground was full of dead leaves and soft humus, no one alive was injured.

As for the corpse.

Well, this guy is really unlucky. The other two people were fine before, but his neck was strangled by the silk of the giant claw spider (yes, the attacker just now was the giant claw spider).

It's the same now, his companions all hit the ground with their feet first, but he hit the ground with his head, and he also hit a small rock, causing a brain burst in an instant.

These are all right, even death is so ugly, there is really no one.

A few seconds later, the branches and leaves of the canopy above the head began to sway, and there was a lot of noise, causing many branches to fall.

Although I can't see what's going on above, I can roughly guess that there should be something moving above the canopy.

It didn't take long for those "rustling" sounds to fade away, and soon disappeared, and the shaking treetops returned to stillness.

Obviously, the existence that launched the attack on Yingjiang's four-person team just now has left this place and walked far away, but I don't know why.

"Edar Doan, thank you for saving me!"

Iverson on the ground glanced at the two living companions, seeing that there was nothing wrong with each other except a little embarrassed, he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's just that he didn't step forward immediately.

After confirming that the other party was safe and sound, he casually thanked his companion for saving him, then lowered the muzzle of the assault rifle in his hand, and fired at the position where the "octopus tentacles" appeared just now.

Wherever the bullets passed, dead leaves, broken branches, and soil were scattered everywhere.

But it's a pity that the shooting effect seems to be only these. The "octopus tentacles" that attacked him before have completely lost their traces at this time, as if

It's as if it never happened.

If it weren't for the smelly green viscous liquid on the dead leaves and broken branches, what happened just now would have been like a dream.

"Damn Falk! You come out, you come out!"

After emptying a magazine again, Iverson still seemed a little reluctant. He took out a new magazine, and seemed to want to do it again.

Seeing this scene, Edar Doan, who had just recovered from being a god, couldn't help frowning, and then he strode forward and pressed the opponent's arm.

"Iverson, don't be impulsive. Since that thing has slipped away, don't bother with him anymore. Let's find a way to get out of here first!"

From these words, it can be heard that Edar Doan is already thinking of retreating at this time, but to a certain extent, his reaction is considered normal.

Not long ago, according to the orders of their superiors, they launched an attack on a small slope that was not considered the commanding height.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was ambushed by the enemy and fled in all directions suppressed by the enemy's firepower before entering this area.

Any fool can see that whether it is the spider silk that appeared inexplicably, or the octopus tentacle that later attacked Iverson, its owner is not simple.

In other words, this place is simply a dangerous place.

Since this is the case, it is natural that the sooner you leave here, the better.

As for the boss's order

Forget it, who cares so much now!

To be honest, ever since he took the transport helicopter and entered the range of Kraguye city, he has been feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He is not unfamiliar with this feeling at all, every time he encounters any danger, or when something bad is about to happen, he will have this feeling.

You could call it a sixth sense, or something.

That's pretty much what it means anyway.

As a veteran sergeant who followed Yingjiang's armed force and had been to several battlefields, he encountered many dangers.

Several times among them, they relied on this feeling to save their own lives.

To be honest, he actually already had the intention to retreat, but when he followed the big army, it was impossible for him to retreat even if he wanted to.

If he really did this, it would be tantamount to becoming a deserter. Once this happens, the danger he faces is estimated to be the gunpoint of his own boss.

It is precisely for this reason that he has been suppressing this discomfort.

As for now

Hehe, the troops have already been dispersed, so everyone is naturally looking out for their own ways, trying to save their own lives.

Spider silk and octopus tentacles and so on, when they pass, they pass.

If you have time to pursue these matters, it is better to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible!

It must be admitted that this eagle sauce soldier named Edar Dogan is indeed quite sensible, at least he understands what it means to choose and choose.

Seriously speaking, the reason why he said to find a way to rescue Iverson just now is really not because of the so-called comrade-in-arms or something.

In fact, he only knew one thing clearly, that is: under the circumstances at the time, helping Iverson, a stunned young man, was tantamount to helping himself.

And the current situation is almost the same.

After all, this plantation is not a good place.

Letting him leave here alone is really not sure.