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Chapter 957 Decapitation

Ye Qing had a clever cold war and ran at least 300 meters at his own speed. Even if he couldn't reach the mountain belly, it would be almost the same.

In this kind of center, put hundreds of kilograms of explosives. As long as the shock aftermath is detonated, the explosion can arch up this hill composed of red soil. Then, the loose red soil will be like running water, radiating hundreds of meters in a radius.

Overwhelmed...

No wonder the old man was so calm after being slapped out of his dantian. It turned out that he wanted to pull himself and others to go to hell together.

He wiped a cold sweat, faster and lighter...

When he was about the corner, he heard the voices coming from afar.

Finally arrived.

He stopped and sorted out his equipment. The blades were covered with serrated embroidered spring swords, two 92 styles, and two warm grenades. Well, this thing must not be used...

He turned quietly and saw a space of more than ten square meters...

The moment he appeared, there was a slight mechanical sound of pulling the trigger, and his mind was also throbbing violently.

Ye Qing rolled without thinking, and quickly rushed to the corner of the passage amid the gunshots of AK-47. Two snaps, the ninety-two style broke the dim light bulb, and in an instant, Ye Qing fell down.

The body on the ground ran three meters...

The light suddenly disappeared, and two AK-47s began to strait around without any sight.

Ye Qing started to move serpentinely, and he didn't dare to move too much. The AK-47 had strong firepower but poor accuracy. If it was too big, it would be like he was getting on the stray bullet...

The darkness made Mare and the Saber unable to see themselves.

But I could see their movements clearly and quickly avoided the moment they pointed at the gun.

Although Ma Dao and Ma Lei are masters of martial arts, their familiarity with guns is far different. The method of replacing magazines seems unfamiliar. After changing magazines, they start firing wildly.

Instead of calculating the number of bullets in the magazine like a real gunman.

The violent gunfire perfectly concealed Ye Qing's occasional subtle sound of landing.

Ye Qing was like a cat catching mice in the dark, quietly approaching in the rain of bullets and bullets with great patience. He did not dare to shoot. The box of the sabre and Male used as covers had strong explosives.

Skeleton mark.

There are more than a dozen boxes stacked together. Once they explode in such a small but closed space, it will be enough to trigger a small earthquake.

None of the enemies who came in could survive, but neither of them had hope of life.

This is also the reason why the two of them did not detonate the explosives in time.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope for life, no one is willing to die.

With one shuttle, all the bullets in the magazine were fired out.

The mechanical sound of changing magazines came from the darkness. Ye Qing suddenly had a gauntlet, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand swept past Male's neck.

"Puff..." A large stream of blood was spraying in the dark.

Ye Qing's right hand hit Ma Dao's chest hard, and the broken ribs instantly pierced his heart.

The gunshots stopped, and a question suddenly came from the inside of the cave: "What's going on? Will someone be killed in the future?"

A burly figure suddenly appeared at the corner of the cave. The moment he appeared, Ye Qing also pulled the trigger.

The AK-47's thumping sound sounded at the same time as the 92 pistol.

"Clang, Clang..." Ye Qing felt his chest and lower abdomen as if he was hit by a sledgehammer, and he could no longer control his body's stability and tried his best to roll in the darkness.

The gunman in the dark relied entirely on combat instinct to shoot. The moment Ye Qing was shot, the AK-47 in his hand shot in the direction where the sound came...

Ye Qing rolled quickly in the darkness, and pulled the trigger the moment the gunman turned around.

"Bang!" The gunman was shot in the head and fell to the ground with a straight body.

Ye Qing walked slowly against the wall, listening carefully to the sound coming from the darkness in the dead silence.

Walking dozens of meters in the darkness, searching nervously but cautiously, the people lurking in the darkness.

He didn't know what type of explosives in the cave, but he was worried that stray bullets would hit the explosives box and cause the explosives to explode.

There is only one chance for him.

Behind him, the sound of Lu Punishment and Wu Changdong running came. With the help of the cover of the sound, he accelerated his movements and headed straight for the two busy black figures.

On the side of the mountain wall, more boxes filled with explosives were piled up, and the two of them were starting to press the lighter's wheel with their trembling hands.

"Kake, kakake." But I don't know if it was because they were too nervous or because the oxygen in the belly was thin, the lighter never lit up.

The footsteps are getting closer and faster, and you can get here by just turning a corner.

The sound of the lighter wheel rubbing against the flint is getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, a sharp roar of a blade breaking through the air came from the top of the head, and a head spun and flew out.

Blood spurted out more than one foot from the neck cavity, moistening the fuse.

"What's going on!" Another person in the darkness was unknown, but as soon as he looked up, he smashed his head with a punch.

The sound of footsteps approached, and the sound of the slow rotation of the machine came.

"Don't shoot, there are explosive boxes piled up on one side of the wall." Ye Qing turned around and roared hard, and his body quickly moved away.

The footsteps suddenly stopped. Lu Pang and Wu Chang used infrared scopes to find Ye Qing curled upside him.

"Continue searching forward!" Ye Qing stood up from the corner after confirming that there was no danger.

After Lu Parliament made a gesture and confirmed that he was not injured, he walked forward with Wu Chang.

Ye Qing leaned against the cement wall and touched his chest and lower abdomen. Two bullets were embedded on the bulletproof steel plate. The huge kinetic energy had already made the steel plate a little distorted.

His body slid along the wall, sat on the ground with his legs spread apart, looking at the explosive box on one side of the wall with lingering fear.

If these two horse gang disciples responsible for the detonation were not afraid of death and kept trembling with their hands and could not light the lighter, they would have no chance to get here.

When I came, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the passage.

Ye Qing touched and checked the 92 style before he listened carefully.

The footsteps were sluggish, and the breathing seemed very rapid.

Ye Qing turned on the strong light flashlight and shook it around the passage: "Don't shoot, don't open fire!"

"My master, are you okay?" Wang Xue ran in with a faint step, followed by Peng Fei, and the sword was shocked...

"Wuan broke two ribs, Tang Niu's thighs broke, I just spit out a mouthful of blood, and my health was not seriously injured. Chief Song and Du Yu directed the special operations to clean up the mess, but did not die in the special operations, and were injured five...

..”

Peng Fei said, touching the curved steel plate on his body. Now he finally understood why Ye Qing insisted on wearing this old and heavy bulletproof vest. It was really life-saving at the critical moment.

Wang Xue took the flashlight and glanced at him. The black bulletproof vest was wet, and her face was covered with blood: "My master, you are injured."
Chapter completed!
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