Steel steam and flame

Without thinking about this, the gorilla also couldn't see anything and followed the sound to approach the enemy. Every move he made was extremely smooth and fast. In a few breaths, dozens more people became corpses. But after that, he became more and more aware that the prey he had found was difficult to deal with, and he had missed several times in a short period of time, relying on his keen perception and reaction to avoid attacks. Not only that, as the scattered people quickly gathered together, the firepower network that followed also became fiercer.

The gorilla now stood in the snow and fog, enduring the pain and using his fingers to take out the bullet that had penetrated into his body. The accuracy of the enemy's attack suddenly increased greatly, and it seemed much more accurate than the previous random strafing. My own self-healing ability cannot keep up with the speed of injuries. Need to wait, the gorilla considered at this moment, opened his mouth and breathed gently to add enough oxygen to his rapidly beating heart.

It has always believed that after the number of enemies is reduced by half again, because the remaining ones will be the stronger ones in the team, it is natural that the attack will become difficult and that it will be discovered faster. It was only now that I was standing to rest and had extra energy to think about it that I realized something was wrong.

That's not what happened. The gorilla looked around cautiously and remembered the enemy's attacks just now. It didn't know if it was a coincidence, and it wasn't sure whether its feeling was correct. It was only now that it recalled that it felt like There are always people who are deliberately guiding them. It was as if the enemy who could not see anything in the snow and fog was suddenly given a pair of passive eyes by something, and those eyes used the sound of gunfire to guide them to focus their attacks on themselves.

Because the muzzle of the gun followed him obviously longer than before, and as he became more careful, more bullets found him and penetrated his body. But at this moment, feeling carefully, the gorilla did not detect any abnormalities in his perception, only the coldness of the snow and fog.

Having no choice but to wait patiently for the gunshot wounds to recover, the gorilla knew from the increasingly concentrated footsteps that the enemies had probably gathered together at this time, just to his left front. It will no longer form a circle, which will give it too many opportunities. A steel-cased bomb will fly randomly in the snow and fog, and the damage caused will be very objective. Restraining his hand from wanting to pull out the tab, the gorilla now grasped the machete and began to move.

Elps and Fielding felt a little more at ease as they felt other people around them. The number of people had dropped to less than forty in a short period of time. They felt powerless due to the difficulty of the gorillas using the cover of snow and fog. Cosway completely lost his breath in this white mist. Rather than death, the two believed that Cosway chose a suitable time to quietly retreat due to the obstruction in his sight.

"What a smart and cunning guy!" both of them thought in their hearts. At this time, they both decided not to get entangled in the snow and fog. With the help of tangible gestures, the two of them gave everyone the order to slowly exit the area filled with snow and fog. This was everyone's idea. After staying in place for less than a few breaths, the group reorganized their not-so-organized team, alerted all directions, and began to move in an orderly manner away from the foot of the mountain.

All the sounds were captured by the gorilla. It did not catch up immediately. Instead, it circled around and picked up nearly two dozen steel-cased bombs from the corpse before chasing in the direction of the sound.

Soon, the inevitable rustling of footsteps reappeared. The gorilla approached quietly. For a few minutes, he did not make a move. Instead, he changed his position relative to the enemy several times, relying on sound capture to roughly outline their evacuation formation.

At this time, the relationship between speed and time began to be calculated. At this moment, the gorilla was more like a researcher with higher education in school. After a few seconds of thinking, the best projection intensity and position had already appeared in its brain. While maintaining a constant speed with the team in front, the gorilla took out a steel-cased bomb, looked at the general direction, pulled off all the tabs in a very short time, and then threw several of them forward at the same time.

The disappearance of a few minutes could probably lower the enemy's vigilance, the gorilla considered. It drew out the broadsword on its back again, counted silently for a few seconds, and immediately accelerated its pace. At the moment when the snow mist was violently flowing and oscillating, and dozens of flames suddenly moved out of the way, it jumped into the air. The sputtering shrapnel hit the body with no pain or itching. After three beats, the gorilla crossed a distance of nearly a hundred meters and rushed directly into the snow and fog space that was dispersed in a short time by the explosion, facing the surroundings. The enemy with shrapnel was slashed diagonally.

The action was huge, but only a few of them noticed the explosion of the steel bomb and the commotion among the people after it. When he saw the huge figure of four to five meters falling next to him, it was the moment when the pain reached its peak. There was no time to lift the gun or pull out the pneumatic weapon. At this time, the gorilla finally showed the flexibility of a creature that lives in the complex environment of the jungle all year round.

The power is definitely greater than that of most surgeons. Those who dodge in an emergency will give their backs to their enemies while running. Those who try to resist the nearly three-meter-long sword with their hands will only end up giving themselves more. It just brought about a time of fear of death.

The gorilla almost landed on one foot. The other foot, which was as flexible as an arm, was now free. He grabbed the hard broken ice and rocks on the ground and smashed them towards the enemies around him.

By delaying the death of more than a dozen people, the remaining people finally passed the most dangerous buffer time at this time. Gunshots rang out immediately, and in a clearer space, these people finally had the advantage of cooperating with each other. The people moved quickly, in groups of three or four, and soon formed a semi-arc with the movement of the gorilla. The firepower began to overlap. In emergency and injured situations, there was no accuracy, but it was still possible to ensure that only half of the attack could hit the gorilla.

The gorilla grabbed the body with one hand and held it in front of him, then rushed directly into the mist flowing back beside him, trying to hide his figure. It's just that the same strange feeling as before reappeared. A bunch of bullets became an extremely accurate guide. Others, without a target, naturally followed the bunch of bullets and shot according to their emotions. Perhaps other people have never considered why they do what they do. It's just that when their lives are threatened, the finger of pressing the trigger, the vibration of the gun body, and the continuous burst of gunfire can relieve the invisible pressure.

The gunfire finally stopped at this time, and for a moment it seemed like everyone had lost their target again. They quickly gathered together, holding a gun in one hand and all pulling out their pneumatic weapons in the other hand. The snow and mist flowed back and became chaotic. Only about twenty people remained, all of whom were on guard around them.

The gorilla disappeared into the fog, its body covered with bloodstains and large and small craters. Its face was full of pain-bearing expressions, and its cross-shaped pupils were getting brighter at this moment. After only squeezing out the warhead and barely stopping the bleeding, it no longer rested. Instead, it quickly dived to the side of the enemy who did not dare to move too much, charged directly at them, cut off the two of them with one blow, and disrupted their formation at the same time.

Elps and Fielding were at the side of the team, not daring to speak the code words. At this moment, everyone seemed to be afraid to move, wanting to avoid the danger of death caused by the sound. But maybe they couldn't suppress their fear. Half a minute later, under the leadership of someone who didn't know who it was, the remaining people began to move away from their original positions, trying to hide themselves better.

But the gorilla was nearby. At this moment, he caught the sound of footsteps, quietly approached, cut through the fog with a knife, and slashed at the enemy who was looking in another direction. At this moment, that vague and dangerous aura reappeared, and when the body became alert, there was a crisp collision sound. Through the snow and fog that dispersed between the two, the gorilla saw that the knife he swung was firmly blocked and could not move forward any further. When he was surprised that this man could match his own strength, the enemy also turned his head, as if he was looking at him with a smile under his mask.

"Here! Here!" The excited cry with fear was completely distorted.