Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

In just a short glance, Meng Chao could already see that this team of "elite Turan warriors" was well-organized and their positions were reasonable. Even when mudslides poured down at any time on the rugged mountain road, they still maintained a high degree of vigilance. , It can form extremely powerful crossfire in all directions at any time.

Moreover, when the lightning was annihilated and the earth returned to darkness, they also completely merged into the darkness like shadows and disappeared without a trace.

Rao Meng Chao, a strong man in the divine realm, could not hear their breathing, heartbeat, and the wriggling of their internal organs even hundreds of meters away.

Among the five major clans in Turanze, the Dark Moon clan, which has the blood of reptile beasts, has quite a few masters who are proficient in stealth, assassination, and poisoning.

But besides the scales of the Dark Moon Clan, these guys in front of them also carried a lot of characteristics of the Gold Clan and Bloodhoof Clan.

Regardless of the wolves, tigers and leopards of the Golden Clan, or the bull's head and wild boar of the Bloodhoof Clan, in Meng Chao's perception, they didn't like the existence of lurking very much.

"Most of Turanze's elites should be concentrated on the northern front, around Chijin City, preparing to launch a war against the Holy Light camp.

"On the southern border, there are no main forces or elites at all!

"How could it be possible to organize such an elite special operations team to infiltrate the spar mines of the Longcheng people under the cover of drones with just a few rat people who don't love their grandmas and uncles?"

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes.

He smelled a dangerous breath.

His eyes swept towards the rear right of this group of "elite Turan warriors".

It was a dark valley.

It seems that nothing can be scanned.

But when Meng Chao closed his eyes, he could picture a blurry figure and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes in his mind. .

"Sniper."

Meng Chao said to himself in his heart, "In addition to the drones, this group has also deployed at least one or two snipers. When the large group of people advances, the snipers lie dormant deep in the mud. Large troops, if they want to go forward to investigate or attack, snipers can easily solve the 'trouble' from the rear."

Here comes the problem.

Do the Turan orcs have the concept of "sniper"?

Even Turanze's most powerful archers, the centaur clan, seem to be better at and prefer the feeling of shooting thousands of arrows at once, rather than hiding in the dark and shooting cold arrows secretly, right?

Thinking of this, Meng Chao's curiosity about these uninvited guests was raised to the extreme.

Now that the existence of drones and snipers has been discovered.

Of course he will not be easily discovered by the other party.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Chao suppressed his breathing, heartbeat and blood flow to the limit.

The body temperature is also adjusted to the same level as the surrounding rainstorms, flash floods and mud.

He was like a living mudslide, mixed in the large swath of mud washed down from the ridge, quietly sneaking towards the uninvited guests.

The lightning that was enough to illuminate the world never appeared again.

But when he ventured closer to within 50 meters of the opponent, even without the slightest light, Meng Chao could accurately capture the opponent's outline and movements by scanning the magnetic field of life.

This place is already very close to the spar mine of Huanyu Group.

From time to time, there are searchlights sweeping back and forth ahead.

In order to defend against the invasion of monsters and aborigines from other worlds, it is likely that a large number of security measures have been deployed on the periphery of the mining area.

Despite these precautionary measures, nine out of ten were washed away by heavy rains and flash floods.

The footsteps of the uninvited guests are still very cautious.

From time to time, he would stop to make arrangements for the surrounding environment.

"What are they doing?"

Meng Chao saw that the uninvited guests seemed to have taken something out of their pockets and scattered it into the surrounding mud.

A few sharp rocks were also found, and some plasma-like things were squeezed onto them.

Similar movements will be repeated every ten or twenty meters.

When they gradually went away, Meng Chao sneaked to the place they had just passed and found what they left behind.

It was some hair, a half-broken nail, and a few drops of stinky blood.

Meng Chao twisted the hair on his fingertips and rubbed them lightly.

He put the broken nail on his palm and studied it carefully.

Analyze the smell from the hair and the shape of the nails.

They were all genuine, dropped from the Turan orcs.

Of course, the owners of these hairs and nails are not peerless powerhouses.

Just rat people.

But Meng Chao doubted very much whether ordinary Longcheng citizens could clearly distinguish the difference between elite Turan warriors and ordinary rat people.

"These guys deliberately sprinkled a lot of hair, dander, nails and blood from the Turan orcs on their own trajectory."

Looking at the way the uninvited guests came, Meng Chao imagined that he didn't catch these guys on the spot, but only discovered the "clues" they deliberately left behind afterwards.

Then, through these "evidences", it is not difficult to speculate what happened on this dark, stormy night, and outline the identity of the "true murderer" - hideous, ghostly, unreasonable, and immortal The restless aliens

Can't wait any longer.

Although Meng Chao could always lurk beside these uninvited guests and observe their every move closely until they completed all their plots.

But in the brightly lit spar mine ahead, I don't know how many innocent guards and workers are still there.

Judging from the nondescript attire and ulterior motives of these uninvited guests, no matter what they were doing in this "dark night of killing people, high winds and setting fires", they sneaked into the spar mine.

They definitely didn't come to hold a party with the people of Longcheng on behalf of Turanze.

Meng Chao smelled a strong smell of blood.

He could already imagine what would happen in all likelihood after these people sneaked into the spar mine.

They must be stopped.

With Meng Chao's realm, if he broke out with all his strength, it would not be an impossible task to kill at least one-third of the uninvited guests and catch one or two survivors.

But he wasn't sure he could do it without being photographed by an overhead drone.

Besides, these uninvited guests in front of them are only at the executive level, and may not know too many secrets.

If there is a huge organization with a tight structure behind them.

My own act of alerting the enemy will instead make this organization more vigilant and make things more difficult.

Therefore, the key is how to hide one's own strength, at least partially hide one's strength, quietly and catch a living.

And within three to five minutes of his own torture, stabilize the other party, at least destroy the other party's retreat, and force them to leave more evidence-real evidence.

Meng Chao closed his eyes, and once again analyzed the positions of the uninvited guests, the flight paths of the drones overhead, and the shooting range of the sniper who had been dormant in the mud, staring coldly and blocking the entire valley.

It only took him half a second to deny the idea of ​​attacking the sniper.

This sniper is most likely the strongest among the uninvited guests.

And his ambush position is very good, just in a mountain depression halfway up the mountain, with a clear field of fire, surrounded by rocks to cover, just enough to seal off most of the valley without any worries.

No matter which direction I approached him from, it was difficult to avoid the scanning of him and the drone.

Just from the choice of sniper position, one can see the strength of this sniper.

And such a well-trained sniper usually does not act alone.

Beside him or behind him, there must be an observer whose strength is on par with his, at most not a hair's breadth away.

Even if Meng Chao could really deal with the snipers in a matter of breath, find the observers, and cut off the communication between them and their companions in time.

But snipers and observers are very likely to be responsible for outputting more observation information to large forces.

Once ten or twenty seconds, at most one or two minutes, if you don't contact your companion, your companion will definitely become suspicious.

"Since you can't choose a sniper..."

Meng Chao muttered to himself as he inserted his hands deeply into the mud.

The spiritual energy gushing out from the palm, like two giant pythons dormant in the ground, swam towards the ridge where the uninvited guests passed.

Suddenly, the "giant python" seemed to wake up from a long hibernation, and violently tossed inside the ridge, destroying the already fragile rock structure, causing large pieces of broken rock to be engulfed in mud, turning into a surging mudslide, rushing towards the uninvited visitor. They poured down.

The unexpected guests were caught off guard.

No matter how strict the formation was, there was a moment of chaos.

Although mudslides can't do anything to these well-trained masters.

But everyone's attention, including snipers and observers, was temporarily attracted by the rolling roar.

They are more worried that the movement of the mudslide will trigger a chain reaction in the spar mine.

Don't dare to stir up spiritual energy, smash rocks, and block mud.

It can only spread out in all directions, trying to avoid the spread of mudslides.

Meng Chao waited patiently in the dark.

His goal is not at the end of the line.

From the perspective of human nature, once they recover from the chaos, the opponent will definitely pay attention to the tail of the team first to see if they have lost any manpower.

Besides, the strength at the end of the team is often very strong, and it is too close to the snipers and observers.

Meng Chao's eyes were firmly locked on the front and middle sections of the team, the uninvited guests who acted as vanguards.

These few guys closest to the spar mine need to be in a hurry and hide in the sudden mudslide the most.

They were the most distracted and least vigilant.

Meng Chao remained motionless.

Even closed his eyes.

However, the magnetic field of life continued to spread, making every ripple in the mudslide an extension of his will.

Interferenced by his psychic energy, several mudslides seemed to have life, rushing towards the front soldiers, splitting them apart in an instant.

In order to avoid being engulfed by the mudslide without making too much noise, several pioneer soldiers had to concentrate on moving around, not noticing that they were drifting away from the large army.

And behind him, there was a black figure that slowly opened his eyes.