Panther Commando

. Henry turned the steering wheel along the rough mountain road. While looking at the surrounding environment carefully. The rolling hills in front of you are majestic and steep. The mountain road is like a giant python entrenched in the mountains. With the slashing and chiseling cliffs, it stretches.

For his sniper. Yamano is the area of ​​activity he is most familiar with. Whether it's a field battle or an ambush. Here he can attack and retreat at will. It's not like a bustling city. Once discovered by the opponent. What he faced was the army and police surrounded by countless numbers. More faster chapters to come. Whether the task is completed or not. There is little chance of escape.

There are few vehicles on the mountain road. Occasionally see several large trucks with heavy loads. Moving up the steep hill like a snail. The diesel engine roared like an old cow.

Henry drove the black sedan very fast. Special driving training received in special forces. It made him feel at ease on such a precipitous mountain road. He turned the steering wheel nimbly with his left hand. Update the right hand on the pistol handle of the passenger seat for the first time. Grim expression. A cold light flashed in the pale blue eyes.

The trail is getting narrower and narrower. The driveway that used to be up and down. Suddenly the hillside becomes a one-way lane. When the opposite vehicle intersects. Both cars were extremely careful when they were wrong. If you are not careful, you may hit a steep rock wall on the side of the road. Or rush out of the cliff on the other side.

The mountains are getting steeper. The left side of the first update road is a towering mountain. On the right is a bottomless cliff. at this time. Henry also slowed down. His right hand was firmly on the steering wheel. Secret thought: No wonder vehicles are so scarce. Drive on such a steep mountain road. It's easy to lose your life without good driving skills.

He turned an elbow-like bend on the mountainside. See the road ahead is a straight up and down the cliff. A white stream of water. It is falling down "whispering" down a crack in the cliff.

The hard rocks beside the road have been washed by the year-round stream. A groove of three or four square meters was punched out. A small puddle formed. The overflowing stagnant water slowly flowed down the road along the road. Go down the opposite cliff.

Henry then looked at the front and rearview mirrors. There are no vehicles in front and behind. He slowly parked the car on the side of the road near the cliff. More faster chapters to come. Then he picked up the pistol from the passenger seat and inserted it into his waist. He jumped out of the car and opened the trunk. The body of the car owner was taken out from the inside and thrown off the cliff.

He looked silently down the cliff. The corpse fell rapidly beside the steep stone wall. It soon turned into a small black spot. After a few minutes, I heard a faint "pop" from below.

He took a small breath of cold air. Judging from the time the body fell to the bottom of the cliff. This cliff is at least a thousand meters long... Driving on this kind of road. Once accidentally rushed out of the cliff. There is absolutely no chance of survival.

He felt a lot more relaxed in disposing of the corpse. Don't look at the weight of more than 100 pounds on the car. But if there is a fight on this steep mountain road. The 100-pound corpse is likely to affect the driving flexibility of the vehicle. On the battlefield where every second counts. Every minute and second of the vehicle's delay can cost you your life.

He turned to look at the road ahead and behind him. Rubbing the hands that had just finished handling the corpse... I looked up at the gray sky again. Then he walked to the puddle on the opposite side of the road and squatted down. Rubbing his hands vigorously in the icy stream. As if to wash off something.

Wash your hands after killing people. Henry, the Black Hawk sniper, has formed such a habit. In fact, he himself didn't know why. After every kill. He had a strong urge to wash his hands. Maybe. In his subconscious, he hates this kind of murder. Or trying to wash off the stained sin from your hands. More faster chapters to come. He killed countless people. I don't even know when I got into such a habit.

He rubbed his hands vigorously in the water for a while. Then he raised his hands in the air and took a closer look. After confirming that it is very clean. Then he put his hands into the cold water again. He picked up a handful of water from the stream and took a sip. He bent down and washed his face with the cold stream water. Then he looked up into the air.

He held the icy stream in his mouth for a while. More faster chapters to come. He swallowed slowly. Prevent cold water from irritating the stomach. The icy stream slowly flowed down the esophagus. It made his head a lot lighter. He looked at the gray sky and said to himself, "Is it snowing in a place like this?"

At this moment. A large truck loaded with goods slowly approached from the bottom of the mountain road. steep hillside. The truck's engine let out a heavy gasp. Puffs of black smoke spewed from the tailpipe behind the car.

Henry frowned and raised his hand to cover his nose. More faster chapters to come. He turned his face to the cliff next to him. Avoid people in the car from seeing your face.

When the truck slowly drove past him. He turned to look where he came from. There was a huge rock at the bend ahead. It was as if a sharp sword was thrust into the air. The pointed cliff tops are like sharp sword points. There was a chill in the dark air. On the side is a bottomless cliff. The undulating mountains in the distance have been shrouded in a white mist.

Henry squatted by the stream, took a handful of cold water and took another sip. Then he stood up and stared at the steep rock like a giant sword again. He slowly drank the stream water in his mouth. An icy feeling immediately rose from my heart. He shuddered involuntarily. A very familiar feeling suddenly popped into my head: danger.

This is the sixth sense that has been formed on the battlefield of blood and rain all year round. I was being followed. It was the same feeling he felt in the wilderness ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ locked on tightly by an opponent's sniper rifle.

The pupils of Henry's eyes shrank suddenly. He quickly brought his right hand to the pistol grip at his waist. Quickly ran to the car, opened the door, got out and went. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he rushed down the hill in front of him.

The black sedan raced wildly on the narrow mountain road like crazy. It doesn't slow down on corners either. The wheels screeched sharply and the black smoke rose from the violent friction. Swiftly swerved from the edge of the cliff.

Henry was driving the vehicle nervously. Hands and feet are busy in the car quickly. But he was thinking calmly in his mind: there are chasing soldiers. This must be the leopard that combines human and animal. No one else has the patience. Can catch up in such a short time.

There are chasers now. It means that the other party has noticed that he is walking on this road. Then there will be a large number of military police coming.

Henry thought of this for a moment: he couldn't drive on the mountain road for a long time now. Only abandon the car as soon as possible and get into the vast mountains. Based on complex mountainous terrain. It is possible to get rid of the incoming military police. It is possible to face the leopard head-on without interference.

(To be continued.)