Panther Commando

The wind knife rushed to the foot of the left side of the mountain with Wan Lin, and the two quickly rushed behind a few boulders on the hillside, and then quickly disappeared behind the rocks.

At this time, there were bursts of painful "ouch" sounds from the foot of the side mountain, followed by the swearing of a group of people, while the chasing gunshots were drifting away. Obviously, Xiaohua had already injured several enemies who suddenly appeared, and then quickly fled to the distance. And the enemy who was suddenly attacked must have separated some of them and chased them out roaringly.

Wan Lin and Feng Dao squatted behind the rock and listened carefully to the movements around them. Then, they quickly removed the skis on their feet and raised their guns to monitor the foot of the mountain on the side, with anxious expressions in their eyes.

In the event of a confrontation with the enemy here, the long skis on their feet would hinder the agility of their movements, so they both removed their skis and put their poles on the edge of the rock.

Wan Lin stared nervously at the foot of the mountain, and listened carefully to the surrounding movement, with a nervous look in his icy eyes.

Action in the snow is not conducive to concealment. Xiaohua suddenly launched an attack on the enemy, and now she has to quickly escape from the enemy group. She can only rely on extreme speed to avoid the bullet rain of the chasing soldiers, which is very dangerous.

After a short time, the sound of gunfire in the distance suddenly stopped, followed by a long roar from Xiaohua. Fengdao didn't understand the meaning of Xiaohua's roar, so he quickly turned his head to look at Wan Lin, and saw that his face suddenly calmed down, knowing that Xiaohua's roar was for peace.

At this moment, I heard a swearing sound coming from the foot of the mountain on the side, and then saw a group of people carrying three people from the foot of the mountain, cursing in their mouths, while slowly sliding down to the foot of the mountain where Wan Lin and the others were. Come.

Wan Lin and Feng Dao quickly squatted down, and stared at the few people who were walking slowly from the narrow stone crevice in front of them.

Several people were dressed in colorful thick leather jackets, carrying various weapons on their shoulders, some carrying assault rifles, and some actually carrying old-fashioned rifles and bird guns, all with angry expressions on their faces. , What are you still talking about in your mouth?

Wan Lin listened attentively to the conversations of the few people, seeing that the Y language he had studied in the military academy was sometimes mixed with the words of the several people, and some familiar words popped into his ears from time to time. On and off, he finally heard some eyebrows.

It turns out that this group of people is really a local terrorist organization. From the conversations of several people, Wan Lin could roughly hear that these terrorists actually came from different races and different countries. Unexpectedly, this group of people came here with enthusiasm, only to realize that the terrorist organization's funds and weapons are very scarce. Most of the weapons were taken from the government army. They have no source of weapons themselves, and their life is very hard. .

Wan Lin was secretly happy, but he didn't expect to listen to these people's conversations, but he could still understand a little bit. He hurriedly lowered himself behind the rock, pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the conversation of the group, trying to get some useful information out of it.

Although his Y language is not enough to achieve fluent conversation, he has been studying hard in the military school for a year. With his super memory, he has already stored a large number of foreign language words in his mind. Listening intently now, I can roughly hear the content of the conversation between them in Y language.

Several terrorists who talked in Y language, while cursing the sudden appearance of ferocious animals, complained about the harsh environment here.

In the midst of their complaints, Wan Lin suddenly heard one of them say: A terrorist organization from the East, let them go to a neighboring country to meet someone? Once received, the Eastern organization will immediately provide a fund to support them.

Unexpectedly, not only did they not receive it, but they also lost a team with excellent weapons. The response team I belonged to was also attacked by the rescue companions, and almost died outside the country. Now, the group of people who attacked him dared to cross the border, and they must be left ashamed.

Wan Lin listened attentively to the other party's conversation, and quickly put together the sentences that he could understand intermittently. Only then did he understand: This group of people actually had a few terrorists who escaped from outside the canyon last night. I didn't expect to be here. Encountered again, it is really a narrow road for enemies.

At this moment, the voices of several people talking were getting closer and closer, and Wan Lin quickly looked out from the stone crevice. The other party was struggling to pull a simple sleigh made of snowboards, and there were several wounded people who were screaming in a low voice. , Now he has slowly walked to the foot of the mountain where he is, less than 50 meters away from the rock where he and Feng Dao were invisible.

He quickly made a few gestures to the air knife, then quickly took out the silencer of the sniper rifle and stuck it on the muzzle, and then touched his waist with both hands.

Fengdao saw the gesture of Leopard's head and knew that he was informing himself to prepare for battle! Once the opponent discovers the two of them, they must secretly kill a few terrorists, and must not alert the surrounding enemies. He also hurriedly touched a handful around his waist, holding a few flying knives faintly gleaming with cold light in his hands.

The two were just getting ready when they suddenly heard an exclamation in front of them. Wan Lin and Fengdao saw in the cracks at the same time that a terrorist dressed as a local who was pulling a sleigh and walked in front suddenly raised his finger and pointed in front of him. The snow screamed, and a group of people behind him heard his shout and immediately threw off the rope that was pulling the sled on their shoulders, and suddenly reached for the weapon on their shoulders.

Wan Lin and Feng Dao sank in their hearts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ knew that they had discovered the traces of their two sliding on the snow. Wan Lin's eyes flickered, he coughed lightly, suddenly flashed out from behind the rock, and threw his hands forward sharply. At the same time, the wind knife also jumped out like an arrow from the string, and both hands rose at the same time.

Under the bright sunshine, a dazzling cold light with a "swoosh" cold wind flew towards the seven or eight figures more than thirty meters away. At the same time, Wan Lin and Feng Dao had already descended from the mountain and rushed towards the foot of the mountain as the cold light in front of them rushed towards the foot of the mountain, and the saber in his hand flashed a cold light in the dazzling sunlight.

A cold light flashed in the sky! "En", "En"... Several muffled hums sounded almost at the same time. Seven or eight figures who were about to raise their guns had not lifted their weapons. The dazzling cold light had disappeared from them, and several people pointed their fingers. Loosen, throw away the weapon in his hand and fall backwards.

At this time, the figures of Wan Lin and the two had already jumped to the side of a few people. The sabres in their hands flashed across the necks of the figures who were still staring in astonishment and gasping for breath, patches of red blood. The fog immediately filled the two behind them.

As several seven or eight figures fell to the ground, Wan Lin suddenly knelt on one knee in the thick snow, tilted his right shoulder, and the sniper rifle with the silencer slid into his hand like lightning, and pointed straight ahead. At the foot of the mountain, his face was firmly pressed against the cheek rest of the sniper rifle, and his fingers were still on the trigger.