Wan Lin quickly caught up with the three Chengru people. He followed the three of them and turned around the foot of the mountain about five kilometers ahead. As soon as they turned around the foot of the mountain, they saw the small flowers that were rising and falling on the rocks in the stream.
At this time, he had jumped to the rock on the shore, and the young monk was squatting under the rock.
Xiaohua lowered her head and sniffed a few times, then raised her head with blue light in front of her eyes, turned around and looked at Wan Lin and the other three people who were scattered behind, aiming their guns at the surrounding mountains. The little monk also turned to look at Wan Lin and the other three people.
He raised his hand and pointed to the shore, then followed Xiaohua and ran forward.
Wan Lin and the others saw the blue light in Xiao Hua's eyes and the little monk's movements and immediately understood that the Razor trio had escaped from the pursuit of the armed police from the stream, suddenly landed in front, and then sped up to escape into the mountains ahead.
Feng Dao raised the muzzle of his gun and took aim at the mountains in the distance, while cursing in a low voice: "The razor's judgment is really accurate. He knew that if he walked five kilometers along the stream, he would be able to escape the tracking of the police dogs and armed police soldiers behind him.
."
Wan Lin also whispered: "This Shazhao is not only familiar with operations in the city, but also very good at operations in the mountains. It seems that this kid is indeed a powerful opponent." Cheng Ru also whispered: "Yes, we are really
This opponent cannot be underestimated."
Chengru also looked at the little monk following Xiaohua and praised: "I didn't expect the little monk to move so quickly in the mountains, and this kid also has extremely high tracking skills. He almost found the traces of Shazhao and the others with Xiaohua.
, this vision is no worse than that of our veteran players."
Wan Lin and Feng Dao also looked at the little monk running in front. Feng Dao said: "This boy has been practicing martial arts in the mountains since he was a child. Hunting and tracking prey are essential skills for hunters like them. This boy is born to be a special soldier."
We have found a piece of raw jade for the material. Hehe, as long as he is trained, this kid will definitely become an extremely outstanding special soldier, and he will definitely be better than us!"
Wan Lin heard the discussion between Cheng Ru and Feng Dao. He raised his gun and glanced at the undulating mountains in the distance. Then he lowered his gun and said, "Yes, this kid is at home in the mountains like a fish in water. He is indeed a rare talent. Let's go.
, let’s follow up and be careful to protect Jingheng and Xiaohua.” With that said, the three of them sped up and chased forward.
The three of them chased after Xiaohua and the little monk. Wan Lin ordered in a low voice: "Jingheng, you follow us. Xiaohua's sense of smell and eyesight are stronger than ours, so we keep a hundred meters away from Xiaohua. Once Xiaohua turns her head to warn you,
, we will take cover immediately, you must not take action without authorization, you must obey orders." As he said that, he dragged the young monk behind him.
When the little monk heard that Wan Lin asked him to follow him, he quickly ran to Wan Lin's side. He raised his head and was about to speak, but when he saw the stern expression on Wan Lin's face, he quickly closed his mouth again, and then spoke again.
Holding Wan Lin's small bow and arrow in his hand, he followed Wan Lin reluctantly.
Wan Lin and the others were tracking very fast in the mountains. An hour later, the armed police team following Wan Lin and the others could no longer see Wan Lin and the others.
At this time, Wan Lin and the others had spread out in the mountains behind Xiaohua. Feng Dao followed Xiaohua about forty or fifty meters away. The two snipers, Wan Lin and Cheng Ru, were on both sides of Feng Dao. The little monk left
Holding a small bow and a short arrow in his right hand, he followed Wan Lin closely, looking very nervous.
The little monk saw Wan Lin and the others running forward behind Xiaohua without saying a word. The guns in their hands were raised from time to time and aimed at the undulating mountains ahead. He already understood that the opponent he was following must be a very dangerous opponent.
At this time, the young monk already knew that all the companions around Wan Lin were rare martial arts masters in the world. Now these three highly skilled senior brothers in front of him maintained such a high level of vigilance as if they were facing a formidable enemy. This shows that the battle
It could happen at any time, so he was also running, ready to shoot the short arrow in his hand at any time.
The little monk ran under a rock in front. He turned his head and looked back, then opened his eyes and glanced around. He then accelerated and ran to Wan Lin and said: "Report... report the leopard head, those... those behind us
The big brothers from the armed police are all... gone. We ran too fast, could they... not be able to keep up?"
When Wan Lin heard the little monk's report, he turned his head and glanced at the little monk, with a look of astonishment on his face. Just now, with Chengru, Feng Dao had already used all his strength, and he followed Xiaohua at a very fast speed. It was him.
I am afraid that few officers and soldiers in the special agent company of the military region's special operations brigade can keep up with their speed.
But now this little monk is following him closely, and his breath is not disturbed in any way when he speaks. This shows that this boy's internal skills are indeed very solid, and his Qinggong is really good.
Wan Lin rushed to the front of a rock. He lay on the rock and raised his gun and glanced forward. Then he let out a long eagle cry. He then whispered into the microphone beside his mouth and ordered: "Chengru, Fengdao,
Rest on the spot." Xiao Hua also stopped after hearing the sound and lay down on a rock.
Wan Lin gave the order and then hid under the rock. He turned to look at the young monk who was squatting under another rock on the side and replied: "You are right what you just said. Those armed police soldiers do not have light skills like us, so they cannot follow
If they go up to our speed, I just told Second Lieutenant Wu to let them follow us with the help of police dogs to smell us, and we don't need to worry about them."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eyes a large hare about one foot long emerging from a patch of grass fifty meters away. The hare looked around warily, then jumped up and ran to another patch of grass.
Wan Lin looked at the hare and his heart moved. He turned around and saw the little monk also turning to look at the hare. He whispered: "Jing Heng, do you see the hare on the side? Try the little bow and arrow I gave you."
"Yes, yes, yes." The little monk was overjoyed. He turned sideways and skillfully raised the small curved bow in his left hand. He quickly placed the short arrow on the bowstring with his right hand, then held the tail of the arrow and pulled it backwards.
"Yeah", the little monk then let out a cry of surprise. He looked down and saw that the bow and arrow that should have been pulled into a full moon shape by him were actually only stretched by about a quarter.
A look of astonishment flashed across the little monk's face. He took a sharp breath, and a white light flashed across his face. He held the arrow tail with his right hand and pulled it back vigorously. The bowstring suddenly moved towards the arrow with its hard shaft.
Then he opened it, and a look of disbelief appeared on the little monk's face, and his face turned red.
Wan Lin smiled when he saw his expression, knowing that this boy had tried his best. He nodded and said: "You are already good, aim at the hare and shoot!"