There was a fire burning in the center of the room. The wood inside had been burned into black charcoal, and the fire was glowing dimly. There was also a pile of unburned dry wood beside it.
On a chair next to the fire, there was a man sitting with his head raised and smoking. An assault rifle was resting between his legs. On a wooden bench next to him, there were a strong flashlight and a ceramic tea cup, placed in a circle.
Smoke was blowing out of his mouth, and a figure was lying on his back on the ground not far in front of him.
Wan Lin saw the situation in the room clearly, his eyes immediately focused on the figure on the ground, and thought to himself: "I guess this is the mercenary! You must not make a mistake at this time. Time is running out now. Once you take action, you must retreat immediately. The opponent
I will never give myself a second chance to take action."
As he thought, his eyes burst with light, and he looked carefully at the figure on the ground. Only then did he realize that the person on the ground was not lying directly on the cold mud, but lying on a long wooden board.
The body and limbs were tied tightly to the wooden board with ropes, like a big rice dumpling, unable to move at all.
This man's face was bruised and purple, his eye circles were dark, his eyes were squinted together, he had short black hair and a sunken nose, and he was about 1.7 meters tall. Everything showed that he was an Oriental.
Wan Lin saw the other party's appearance and immediately judged that he was an Asian. His eyes immediately moved to the other party's clothes. He could see from the other party's torn clothes at a glance that the boy was wearing special snow combat equipment.
The clothes are basically the same as what I wear on myself.
He immediately felt reassured that this person must be the captured mercenary! The government troops and local armed forces here were not yet able to purchase such expensive individual combat equipment.
After confirming the target, Wan Lin's eyes shone brightly. He touched his waist with his hands and grasped several steel needles. At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong breath coming towards him from the room.
Wan Lin was shocked. He immediately held his breath, gathered his energy, and looked into the crack of the door in the direction of the breath. The mercenary who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed was now turning his head to look towards him.
There was a sharp look in his slightly closed eyes.
Wan Lin immediately broke out in cold sweat. When he reached out to retrieve the hidden weapon, he unconsciously exuded a murderous aura, which was immediately sensed by this experienced mercenary.
He quickly collected his energy, calmed down and looked into the mercenary's eyes quietly, preparing to break through the door as soon as the other party screamed! He knew that it was bright inside and dark outside, so it was impossible for his opponent to see him.
The eyes in the darkness were looking towards him based on his feelings.
The mercenary's eyes looked at the door panel quietly, and then he showed a look of doubt and disappointment. Apparently he felt that the sudden murderous aura was gone, and he thought that the people outside had left the place.
Wan Lin saw the hesitant look in the other person's eyes and knew that he must not hesitate now. Once this kid realizes that people outside are trying to harm him, he will immediately let out a shrill scream!
Thick night shrouded the canyon. In front of Wan Lin and behind him, two rows of wooden houses stretched darkly to both sides in the snow. Dots of firelight shone through the cracks in the doors of each wooden house. Looking sideways, he saw
Like a string of will-o'-the-wisps moving in the dark night, flickering brightly and dimly.
Wan Lin lay down outside the door and carefully observed the situation inside. He took a step forward and raised his hand to push open the door and break in to carry out the attack.
At this moment, a faint sound of dog barking suddenly came from the mountains outside the canyon! Wan Lin's heart seemed to pause suddenly, and then started to beat wildly: The sound of gunfire in the mountains had already stopped.
Stop, this must be the terrorists who went out for reinforcements and are returning. They are not far from the canyon now!
Time waits for no one, we have to take action now! At this moment, Wan Lin's face suddenly calmed down. Strangely enough, before a big battle, his mood would suddenly calm down in a tense situation, and his thoughts would become increasingly clear.
clear.
He raised his hand and gently pulled out the small bow from behind and put it on his left arm. Then he took a deep breath of cool air, suddenly pushed his shoulders forward, gently pushed open the ajar door, and raised his hands like lightning.
rise.
In the dim firelight, a cold light accompanied by a "whoosh" and "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and flew like locusts towards several figures in the room. With a slight "pop" sound, the room was filled with light.
A cold light flashed across several figures in the room.
"Alas..." With the cold light in the room, the black figure lying on the ground suddenly let out a long sigh, and then tilted his head to the side. There seemed to be a strong unwillingness in his wide-open eyes, and a few tiny blood streaks were forming.
It flowed out from his eyes and between his eyebrows, like a few red lines slowly extending on his cheeks.
Wan Lin rushed into the room and waved his hands like lightning, and then his feet landed on the ground. The sigh was shot out from the room like lightning. The sudden long sigh made his heart sink suddenly.
Therefore, he retreated as soon as he struck, to prevent the surrounding enemies from appearing and blocking him in the house.
Wan Lin was a special forces soldier himself, and now he knew why the mercenary sighed before he died.
Although the boy was tied to the ground, he was a professionally trained veteran. Based on his many years of battlefield experience, he had just felt the murderous aura flashing outside the door and immediately became vigilant.
But he didn't know if the person coming to rescue his companions or someone else? So he was lucky and did not warn the terrorists around him. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and pretended to be asleep, but he was actually watching intently.
He was facing the door, expecting his companions to realize that the person coming was indeed his, and take risks to rescue him.
Just when he was expecting, a black shadow suddenly flashed in at the door, but he also instantly found that there was a cold light flashing in front of him. Only then did he know that his time had come, and the target of the attack was himself!
But his whole body was tied up and he couldn't dodge at all. At the last moment of his life, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of regret. But what was contained in the sigh? I'm afraid no one can understand its meaning!
From Wan Lin pushing the door open to completing the assassination, everything was completed in the blink of an eye! Wan Lin rushed out of the room and immediately ran to the side.
He did not look at the targets during the entire assassination process. He was full of confidence: the people in the room would definitely be killed by his hidden weapon filled with infuriating energy! At such a close distance and with the opponent unprepared,