"Why are you so powerful?" After the enemy was repulsed, Xiao Ling ran to Liang Yong and asked curiously, her eyes filled with little stars of admiration.

"Okay, there are no enemies within 2,000 meters," Liang Yong, still immersed in the wonderful artistic conception, said in an awesome way.

Suddenly, my whole body was agitated, and the mysterious and beautiful artistic conception suddenly disappeared. My whole body was instantly sluggish and I felt exhausted, as if I was exhausted after fighting with several girlfriends at the same time all night long.

"Plop" he fell to the ground.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Ling was shocked, hugged his head and called anxiously.

"I'm so tired, I want to sleep..." Liang Yong said exhaustedly. The physical fatigue was still bearable, but it was mainly the mental fatigue. He felt that his mental power had been exhausted, and he felt dizzy for a while.

"How can you sleep at this time? You have to show the same courage as you did when you killed the enemy bravely." Xiao Ling slapped his face hard to cheer him up.

"Yawn... I can't do it anymore... I want to take a nap..." Liang Yong yawned continuously, and after finishing his sentence intermittently, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Xiao Ling was so anxious that he stamped his feet and moved his body behind a huge rock, being careful and vigilant. Fortunately, the enemy was frightened by the attack just now and retreated several kilometers and did not dare to attack rashly again.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and the darkest moment had passed. The white belly of the fish appeared in the east, and it was a rare sunny day.

Liang Yong lay in Xiao Ling's arms and slept soundly. He turned his head and put his face close to her tall breasts. He shook his head from time to time, clicked his mouth and inadvertently drooled from the corner of his mouth, making a large piece of Xiao Ling's chest wet. Fortunately, he was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket now, but it still made Xiao Ling feel heartbroken and hateful. She angrily stabbed his forehead with her finger.

"Asshole, you never do good things. You sleep after fighting..."

Katyusha quietly came out from the snow nest behind the mountain ridge, crawled to Xiao Ling's side and asked: "How is it? Did the enemy escape?"

"Hey, why did Yongyong fall asleep..."

Xiao Ling smiled helplessly. The person in her arms was completely different from the Invincible God of War.

It was daybreak. After some planning, the enemy organized an attack again. This time they were more cautious. They fired rockets continuously towards the hillside from several kilometers away, causing snowflakes to fly and finally causing an avalanche. Fortunately, the distance was too far. They haven't observed the specific location of Xiao Ling and the others. Although the random explosion of rockets was thrilling, it did not cause any harm to anyone.

They could no longer stay in the snow nest. Jin Qiaoqiao and Xiaoqian helped Shu Yan out, and retreated further away under the protection of Xiao Ling and Katyusha. Katyusha had already let go of the Huskies, letting them scatter in the distance. Dodge the flying bullets.

"Why did I fall asleep?" Liang woke up with a jolt and found that Xiao Ling and Katyusha were holding one of his arms and dragging him along the snow. Fortunately, the snow was thick enough and they were already dragging him. I walked hundreds of meters without wearing my pants.

"Hmph, it's a good thing you did," Xiao Ling scolded angrily.

Liang Yong rolled over and got up. He felt weak, his hands and feet were weak, and he walked pitifully with the barrel of his gun: "Am I sick?"

"You are so big, you were so powerful just now that you defeated the enemy." Xiao Ling pulled him hard, pulling him down to avoid a flying bullet.

Having said this, Liang Yong gradually recalled the scene at that time. Yes, the feeling at that time was wonderful. It was a feeling of controlling everything in the world, as if he had integrated into the snowfield, breathing with the snowfield, and feeling clearly All conditions to snowfields.

The more Liang Yong thought about it, the more he longed for the wonderful artistic conception just now. He quickly thought hard and hoped to return to that state again, but after closing his eyes and thinking for five minutes, his mind was still blank, and he could not find the feeling he had just now.

"Stop pretending, think of a way to attack the enemy quickly," Xiao Ling urged him angrily by pushing his shoulder.

Liang Yong woke up, lay down on the rock and looked down, wow, there were so many enemies.

If you have any other ideas, just shoot.

He quickly raised his gun and started shooting. Unfortunately, this time it was no longer as accurate as before. He fired five shots without even hitting a hair on the enemy. Instead, Xiao Ling killed an enemy, and Katyusha fired continuously and pushed one to 1,000 meters. The enemies within are suppressed.

"You... are still playing," Xiao Ling was so angry that he still had the heart to be amused at such a critical moment.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I, I wanna hit that, but I just can't get it right and I can't get that feeling back," Liang Yong defended aggrievedly.

A group of people were beaten so hard that they ran away with their heads covered.

The enemy attacked cautiously for a while, but found that it was not as scary as before and suddenly became more energetic. They roared and charged, and bullets were fired at them like a storm.

Liang Yong and the others retreated again and again. Xiaoqian and the others had already retreated to the highest point of the mountain ridge. Their faces were all pale. Not only were they nervous, but their physical strength was severely exhausted. Standing on the mountain ridge, the wind suddenly increased in speed, and soon they were all covered with ice. , they can't hold on for long, and they will freeze to death even if the enemy doesn't attack.

The enemy had already rushed within 500 meters, and Liang Yong was going crazy with anxiety, but he couldn't find the same artistic conception as before, so he still had no luck in shooting.

In despair, he screamed and prayed to God: "God, let me enjoy the artistic conception of being possessed by the God of War again... Please give me strength..."

Not to mention, this call is really effective. If you fire a few shots randomly, you will see the enemies on the opposite side fall in pieces. The enemies behind them will turn around and run away when the momentum is not good.

"Hey, God has shown his power," Liang Yong stood up with great joy, holding the gun without even bothering to aim, and shot randomly at the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, a strong force came from the side and threw him to the ground. He heard Feishenko's warning: "Don't die, you are standing upright waiting for the enemy to shoot."

Liang Yong lay on the ground and choked his mouth into the snowdrift. Only then did he realize that it was not the God of War possessing him again, but because Feishenko was back. He was immediately disappointed and lay on the ground too lazy to get up. Over there, Feishenko was leading Xiao Ling. While fighting fiercely with the enemy, he was thinking comfortably: "How can I get possessed by the God of War again? It's really annoying..."

"Liang Yong, think of a way quickly, the ammunition is almost out, and most of the enemies are still there, and the attacks are getting more and more fierce," Feishenko showed a rare nervous look and shouted loudly.

"Haha, it's getting more and more exciting, what can I do," Liang Yong said helplessly, laughing twice.

Unable to find the artistic conception of being possessed by the God of War, he is not as good as Xiao Ling. At most, he is on the level of Katyusha, but he is not as brave as others.

Jin Qiaoqiao and the others could not withstand the severe cold blown by the strong wind, so they shivered and retreated, huddled together with Liang Yong.

"Yongyong, are we really going to die here?" Jin Qiaoqiao said desperately.
Chapter completed!