Wan Lin pondered for a moment, looked up at Feng Dao, and then replied in a low voice: "Okay, the gunfire in the mountains has stopped now, and the armed personnel in the mountains should have returned to their base. If you are convenient, you want to
We can pick us up with a motor vehicle, and the wind knife was injured." As he said that, he took out the positioning instrument and took a look, then reported the location where he was sitting.
Xiaoya's tone immediately became nervous: "I will immediately notify the cathead to respond. Is Feng Dao's injury serious? Is it dangerous?"
"Fortunately, my left arm and left thigh were passed by machine gun bullets. I have already carried out emergency treatment. There is no danger for the time being, I just can't act independently." Wan Lin quickly replied. "Okay, let's arrive as soon as possible!" Xiaoya said
Then he hung up the phone immediately.
Wan Lin rested for a while, turned his head and looked at the mountains behind him. The mountains became a little hazy. The terrorists behind him were no longer heard of. Obviously, they were suddenly rushed out of the darkness.
After hurting several people, I felt fear in my heart and never dared to catch up again...
In the darkness, such a small animal can actually make a roar, and the dazzling blue light seems to be breathtaking, and it can also make all the dogs escape in sight. This has to make these people never encounter this before.
The terrorists in the situation were frightened. In this case, they would definitely not dare to catch up with them rashly.
Wan Lin then leaned against the rock, closed his eyes and adjusted the chaotic true energy in his body. After resting for more than ten minutes, he got up and picked up the wind knife, ran towards the outside of the mountain, lying on the side to rest.
When Xiaohua saw him suddenly get up, she hurriedly chased him.
The sky gradually became brighter, and a golden dawn had already appeared in the sky in the east. The dawn suddenly dispelled the darkness in the mountains and seemed to disperse the haze of war shrouded in the snow.
A few crisp bird songs were chirping from the mountains, as if announcing that the tense battle last night had come to an end and a new day had come.
With the crisp sound of birds singing, furry heads emerged from the rocks, caves and thick snow layers. The pair of eyes quickly swept across the mountains with nervous expressions, and yesterday seemed to remain in their eyes.
The fear brought to them by the fierce battle of the late night.
Wan Lin ran quickly in the mountains with a wind knife. When he passed by the battlefield near last night, his eyes swept across the mountains.
The mountains are full of devastation, black craters are spread all over the white snow, and corpses are lying everywhere. The white snow is mottled with dark red blood stains, and is blown away by shells.
Remaining limbs, broken arms and stones, and branches spread across the mountains.
Wan Lin shook his head while looking, but he didn't expect that in the sudden attack launched by the government forces at night, these local armed forces suffered such heavy losses. It seems that these local armed forces are just busy dealing with a few mercenaries, and have not considered it at all.
His main opponent suddenly launched an attack, resulting in such a large number of casualties.
At this time, Feng Dao, who was leaning on Wan Lin's shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, and whispered: "The combat quality of the armed forces in these places is too poor. Regardless of the weapons and combat qualities, they are far from being the opponent of the government army."
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Wan Lin nodded and replied: "These people are originally mobs, and there are very few professional soldiers. Look at the weapons scattered on the ground, many of them are old-fashioned guns from World War II. If you search for these, it will be a history of the development of world weapons."
Feng Dao laughed softly after hearing this and said, "Haha, it seems that they are very difficult for both the quality of soldiers and the equipment of weapons. No wonder they are crazy about money, otherwise they wouldn't have sent so many people to find some employed people.
The soldier was obviously suffering from the captured mercenary.”
Wan Lin ran forward and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the mercenary was killed and injured by us! These terrorists and armed forces were killed and injured, so they must go back to settle the score with the mercenary. I don't know how to deal with him yet!
This kid should thank us, we have freed him from dire straits, hahaha.”
Feng Dao heard the hearty laughter of Leopard Head, and endured the severe pain of the wound and chuckled in a low voice: "Haha, that boy must be watching the terrorists searching for the burning ruins.
As for him, I don't know how to thank you in my heart."
While chatting, the two of them were moving forward quickly. The little flower ran happily hundreds of meters in front of them. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sight distance between the mountains could be seen several kilometers away, and the figure of the little flower was in one place.
There were leaping beside the crater and the corpse, and the eyes that contained blue light were looking left curiously and looked at it with a relaxed expression.
Feng Dao was held in Wan Lin's arms, and suddenly felt that the leopard's breathing had become heavy. He knew that he had been using light skills for a long time and had become unable to support his internal strength. He quickly looked around and raised his right arm to point.
He said before: "Leopard head, take a break, there are snowboards around!"
Wan Lin suddenly woke up when he heard this, kicked the gravel in the mountains and jumped towards a rock in front of him. Then he stood on the rock and took a deep breath of the cool air in the mountains, bent down and took the wind knife.
He slowly put it on the side of the rock and said panting: "Haha, I'm already dizzy. Aren't there snowboards everywhere here? Why did I forget this snow tool? I ran so far stupidly."
As he said that, he raised his foot and walked towards several dark shadows lying on the ground around him, and found a pair of intact snowboards and two snow poles nearby.
He raised his foot and stepped on the ski, held the snow pole and slid to Feng Dao, then took off all his tactical backpacks from Feng Dao, took out the necessary combat tools inside and stuffed them into a backpack, and then checked himself and Feng Dao again.
ammunition.
The battle in the middle of the night has exhausted the two of them. Now they have to replenish their ammunition, otherwise they will be in danger when they encounter a sudden situation.
After checking the ammunition consumption, Wan Lin immediately slid to the surrounding area and collected several magazines of assault rifles and a few grenades. Then he looked around, trying to find the bullet that matched his sniper rifle, but after looking around, he also looked around.
He did not find any bullets suitable for his sniper rifle caliber, so he had no choice but to return to Feng Dao with a few magazines and grenades.
He raised his hand and put the ammunition in his hand next to Feng Dao. Feng Dao's left arm was hanging on his chest, picked up the magazine with his right hand and stuffed it into his tactical vest. He looked up at the leopard head sniper rifle and asked with a smile: "No found."
Supplement?”
Wan Lin shook his head with a wry smile and replied, "No, these people's equipment is too backward. Forget it, I'm too lazy to find it. Fortunately, I have a spare magazine, which is enough!" As he said that, he plugged a few grenades.