Panther Commando

The winding mountain road in the mountains was muddy, and no one in the entire team made a sound, only the sound of "bae, bae" made by stepping on the mud.

Zhang Wa, who was walking on the outermost side, listened to the sound of footsteps resounding in the silent mountains, and looked around attentively. He was surprised to find that these footsteps were basically made by the feet of his operatives, while the surrounding clansmen only slightly stepped on the feet. Earth sound.

He looked coldly and saw that these clansmen wearing animal skin vests were basically short and well-proportioned, with bare feet, walking on the muddy mountain road with extremely brisk steps, and basically could not hear a sound.

Zhang Wa couldn't help sighing secretly that these people are still special forces who have undergone special training, but walking on this muddy mountain road is still inferior to these villagers who have lived in the mountains for generations.

The place where the patriarch lived was in the mountain pass at the foot of the mountain. From a distance, Wan Lin could see that bright torches had been lit in the mountain pass. Bright, very eye-catching.

In the distance, Wan Lin saw a circular building built in the mountain, like a huge castle standing in the mountain, in the light of the beating fire in the mountain.

Around the col, only the side that you walk on is a gentle slope, while the other three sides are steep cliffs. At the foot of the mountain, there were bursts of "rumbling" sounds of rapids hitting the shore, and a turbulent river churned with lang flowers, roaring turbulently from the bottom of the hillside.

Wan Lin observed as he walked, no wonder this tribe has lived here for hundreds of years. The place where they gathered was surrounded by cliffs on three sides, and one was facing water, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack. For hunting people, it is indeed an excellent place to survive, surrounded by mountains, abundant water and grass, and various animals.

At the foot of the mountain, the rushing river unfolded in front of everyone. The 20-meter-wide river channel splashed with flowers, and the water turned up the huge flowers and flew forward, and the flowers slapped on the shore. There was a loud noise on the stone wall.

On the opposite side of the river stood more than a dozen strong men with torches in one hand and automatic rifles in the other. Two thick ropes made of vines on the river cross the river, and there are pieces of wood boards of fifty or sixty centimeters long, forming a soft cable bridge on the swift river. The bridge bobs up and down in provocative langurs.

Judging from the treacherous terrain, this is the only passage that can enter the manor, but the turbulent river in front provides a natural protection barrier for the manor. This narrow pontoon is not only a passage to enter the border crossing, but also can be used at any time in times of crisis. Cut off and protect the clansmen inside.

Wan Lin's heart sank when he saw the terrain here. He knew that once he entered the manor, his group would be like a cage of birds, and it would be difficult to rush out.

He turned his head to look around, and saw that the surrounding Scimitar clansmen were densely standing, he shook his head gently, knowing that under such circumstances, it would be difficult to break out without paying huge casualties.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself: Maybe there is a peaceful solution to entering the manor. No matter how difficult this group of people is, they won't be indiscriminate and will do something to the group of people who didn't hurt them, right? In the event of a conflict, it is still unclear who will die.

The patriarch came to the river and looked back at Wan Lin coldly, then turned and walked towards the swaying bridge. Followed and stood by the bridge and looked at the action team members on the opposite side.

Wan Lin coldly watched the patriarch walk across the river. He already knew in his heart that the old man was actually a martial arts master. He walked slowly on the undulating bridge without shaking his upper body. Only those who have practiced martial arts can have such a stable footing. The two bodyguards behind him walked over the pontoon together without any emotion.

It is relatively easy to travel fast on such a violently swaying bridge deck, but the slower you need to be, the more you need to have a deep kung fu under your feet, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain balance on the narrow bridge deck.

Wan Lin saw the patriarch walking across the bridge and stood and looked back at them, with a sarcastic look on his face, he said to Lao Liu coldly, "Go", grabbed Lao Liu's arm tightly with his right hand, and stood up to the bridge. go. He knew that in the circumstance that the surrounding Scimitar clansmen were surrounded by force, if he wanted to avoid conflict, he had to bite the bullet.

At this time, Abu, who was killed by Xiaohua and Wanlin's grandfather, grabbed Wanlin's side and asked in a low voice, "I'll help you to pass!" Wanlin shook his head, grabbed Lao Liu's arm and walked towards the bridge deck.

The old patriarch on the opposite side and the clansmen on both sides stared closely at the two approaching. The narrow bridge swayed violently up and down the turbulent river. Wan Lin grabbed Lao Liu's arm and walked to the edge of the bridge. He gave it to Lao Liu, and suddenly gave a soft drink: "Go!" His feet suddenly lifted up, stepping on the bridge deck as if flying through the clouds, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the middle of the river.

The river water under the bridge churned violently, and the splashed langurs swelled under the feet of the two of them. Everyone's eyes stared nervously at the feet of the two of them.

In just an instant, Wan Lin seemed to be holding Lao Liu across the turbulent river as if his feet were not touching the bridge. The eyes of the old patriarch on the opposite side flickered, while Abu on the side let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face. He smiled and looked at his brother~www.wuxiaspot.com~ as if to say: the descendants of the benefactor are absolutely no different!

Immediately following, Hong Tao and Feng Dao, who were behind, stepped onto the narrow bridge deck at the same time, their eyes looked straight ahead, their upper body was straight, and they strode across the bridge deck...

A group of team members walked over the bridge without paying attention. At this time, the eyes of the old patriarch and the ethnic groups surrounding the river were already full of astonishment. down.

Except for their clan, they have never seen anyone who carelessly walks on such a narrow soft bridge. Warriors, these are warriors! For the brave nation that advocates sturdy, there is nothing that can make them admire, only warriors can make them admire and convince.

In the dim night, they hadn't noticed that there were still a group of young female soldiers in the team that had just walked across the river, otherwise they would have been even more shocked.

They don't know that this test is really a piece of cake for these specially trained team members. Even a rope will not stop them, let alone such an undulating wooden bridge.

The old patriarch's eyes had lost the indifferent expression, but added a hint of doubt, he had never seen such a soldier.