Panther Commando

"Assemble, the single arrow battle formation, the Hua Leopard team is broken! Lingling, call Zhang Wa and Wu Xueying every ten minutes. Let's go!" Wan Lin ordered into the microphone. All the uninjured or lightly injured team members quickly ran to both sides of the hill, following the formation of a three-person fire team, protecting the team members carrying stretchers in the middle on the wings.

Wan Lin saw that everyone was ready to set off, turned around and glanced at Wei Chao and Hong Tao, waved at Dali and said, "Go," and bent over to carry Wei Chao on his back, Dali walked to Hong Tao and bent over, To carry him, Hong Tao said with a smile: "Hahaha, I can still walk, you and Leopard Head take turns carrying Wei Chao." He raised his feet and walked forward.

The group lifted their feet and walked up the hills to the west. The warriors of the Scimitar Tribe were all walking in front of them with their trophies on their backs. Many people’s arms were still stained with blood, and their shoulders and arms were sticky. The dark herbs were obviously injured during the battle, but they all walked without caring, looking at the enemy equipment captured in their hands with joy.

Among them, some were carrying dead and seriously wounded comrades, but their faces were expressionless, as if killed and wounded were commonplace to them, the machete warriors.

The action team followed the scimitar warriors in the battle formation. When they passed the hills in front, they covered their mouths and laughed and couldn't help laughing when they passed the hills in front of them. They had never seen such a thorough battlefield. Cleaning, the female team members turned their eyes to the side while laughing.

They know that the equipment on these mercenaries is valuable special forces equipment, and that saber is a rare treasure.

Abu, Ahu and Abao walked together. Abu turned his head to look at the team members carrying the stretcher, and said something to Abao? Ah Bao immediately shouted to the machete fighters beside him, and immediately more than two dozen machete fighters ran to the back, pushed aside the action team carrying the stretcher, took the stretcher, lifted it up and left, and the rest of the machete fighters ran away. Then he walked to the bandaged Hong Tao and several staggering wounded, bent over and carried them on his back, walking forward without saying a word.

Ah Hu ran to Wan Lin without saying a word. He reached out and hugged Wei Chao on his back, and ran forward with his back on him. Wan Lin looked at Ah Hu's agile figure and smiled helplessly.

At this time, Wan Lin had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was glad that he had met such a group of strong men in a foreign country. They had never known each other before, but on a rainy night, they accidentally entered this ancient tribe, and they were forced to save this ancient tribe. He really never thought about what he could get!

But at the moment when their action team encountered a crisis, this simple and brave tribe used the life of its warriors to lend a helping hand to them. They don't have too much language, they are using their precious lives to silently help these strangers who they don't know.

The team members behind saw the relatively short scimitar warriors in front of them, and they all laughed silently with the tall wounded on their backs. Hong Tao and Wei Chao also grinned helplessly on the scimitar warriors. , they could not refuse these simple and honest warriors, and they were indeed exhausted physically and mentally.

At this time, Zhang Wa was holding onto Wu Xueying's bulletproof vest in the turbulent river water. One after another, langurs came from behind them, and they rushed downstream quickly.

Dead branches and rotten leaves washed down upstream surging in the river, and the turbid river water churned with yellow mud soup. There was a sharp pain in Zhang Wa's left arm where the enemy bullet hit.

Just now, he grabbed Wu Xueying's vest and was carried off the river bank by Wu Xueying's huge forward momentum. By the time Zhang Wa struggled to lift Wu Xueying out of the river, they had already been rushed hundreds of meters away by the turbulent torrent.

Zhang Wa quickly glanced at Wu Xueying, who was holding onto her right hand tightly. Seeing that her face was pale and her eyes were tightly closed, she had passed out. It is estimated that he fell into a coma after being shot, and was poured into a large amount of turbid river water in the water.

While Zhang Wa struggled to swing her legs to float the two of them on the water, she turned her head and looked around. The two of them had been swept into the middle of the big river by the rushing water, surrounded by surging torrents, and Zhang Wa's heart sank. down.

He knew that in such rapids, he would not be able to swim to the shore with a person anyway. He took a deep breath, and suddenly pulled Wu Xueying to his side with his right hand. Enduring the severe pain in his left arm, he turned Wu Xueying's body over and quickly inserted his right hand into Wu Xueying's armpit, turning her face up. Hold her tightly by your side to prevent her from drowning again.

Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that as long as he was alive, this arm would never be released in the rapids!

He looked straight ahead with his eyes, kept his balance on his legs as much as possible, and rushed downstream quickly with the rapids. He knew in his heart that now he was absolutely unable to compete with the surging force formed by nature, and could only follow the flow.

The two jumped up and down in the tumbling river water, and the tree stumps and broken branches washed down by the distant floods hit their bodies hard. After some time, Zhang Wa gradually felt that her eyelids were as heavy as lead, and she fell hard, and waves of tiredness hit him with the langhua behind her.

Zhang Wa was shocked and knew that she had exhausted her physical strength. He raised his head vigorously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and glanced at Wu Xueying next to him. The turbid and turbid river water had washed away the paint and gunpowder on her face. The bloodstains scraped, the long eyelashes trembled in the river water, and the pale hands floated weakly on the water.

Zhang Wa shook her head vigorously, and a trace of sadness suddenly emerged in her heart, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Little girl, the devil instructor can't protect your little sister this time!" His eyes slowly closed, but The right arm still tightly wrapped around Wu Xueying's body.

At this moment, a huge roar sounded in Zhang Wa's ears, and the torrent of "Boom" was like a vibrating war drum, which rang violently in Zhang Wa's ears.

Zhang Wa, who was already in a semi-conscious state, suddenly opened his eyes from the sudden loud noise. His eyes slid to Wu Xueying beside him, and suddenly saw her eyes shaking violently. The small nostrils are rapidly instigating.

"Yingying is still alive!" Zhang Wa's heart seemed to have been injected with a cardiotonic, a strong urge to survive immediately filled her heart, and he suddenly raised his eyes and looked forward.

A piece of flying langoustine fluttered in front of my eyes, and gigantic langurs rolled and slapped the stone wall on the wall. The sound of "boom" was deafening!