The fifth thousand four hundred and thirty-ninth chapters are immortal
Wan Lin saw the little monk apologize to Xiao Hua in fear. He suppressed his laughter, pointed at the corpse on the grass and ordered Feng Dao and Cheng Ru: "Cheng Ru, Feng Dao, since we found this kid here, Razor
You can't run far away from another boy."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to the mountains on both sides and said: "After a while, we dispersed in the mountains. You two are on the mountains on both sides of Xiaohua. Jingheng and I followed Xiaohua two hundred meters behind."
As he spoke, a fierce murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the mountains in the pass and said sternly: "Remember, once Jingheng and I are discovered by the enemy, you should not be exposed easily, but we must go around from the mountains on both sides.
, cut off the enemy's escape route to the mountains on both sides, form a three-sided encirclement of the enemy, and then kill them!" As he spoke, he raised his hands and swung them hard towards the middle.
Wan Lin took a deep breath when he said this, then pointed at the boy lying dead in the grass in front of him and continued: "Judging from the situation of this boy, the three people with the razor did not carry weapons of mass destruction, only pistols with a very short range.
, so we must strive to catch up with them as quickly as possible and resolve the battle as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams, take action!"
Following Wan Lin's orders, Cheng Ru and Feng Dao had already raised their guns and ran towards the hillside diagonally below. Xiao Hua also gently rubbed Wan Lin's cheek with her furry head, and then sprang out from his shoulder, in a flash.
Running like smoke towards the mountain pass below.
The little monk glanced at the pistol kicked away by Wan Lin with gleaming eyes, and then looked at Wan Lin with some fear. He stammered: "Leopard...Leopard head, this...how does this gun have anything to do with this murderer?"
……what to do?"
Wan Lin glanced at the young monk and knew that the boy was obsessed with evil and was already thinking about the murderer's pistol. He hesitated for a moment, then remembered that the boy had no shooting training.
He knew that this boy was very active and very curious. Once this boy got hold of this pistol, not only would he not be able to use this weapon, but he might also accidentally injure himself while playing with the pistol.
He then waved his hands and said: "Our mission is to kill the three people named Razor. Don't worry about the murderer. The gun will be left here and the armed police force behind will deal with the aftermath."
When the little monk heard Wan Lin's answer, he reluctantly stared at the pistol on the grass and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, leave it to Second Lieutenant Wu and the others to deal with the aftermath." Wan Lin's stern look just now made him feel scared.
, so he no longer dared to mention the gun directly.
When Wan Lin heard the little monk's answer, he looked at Cheng and Ru who had followed Xiao Hua down the hillside. He called into the microphone next to his mouth: "Second Lieutenant Wu, have you heard the answer?"
Wu Lin's breathless voice then sounded from his earphones: "Receipt... report, we are following your scent under the leadership of the police dog."
When Wan Lin heard Wu Lin's answer, he immediately ordered: "Second Lieutenant Wu, we have killed a gangster on the left side of the mountain pass in front of us. Shazhao and another gangster have fled to the mountain in front. We are continuing
Pursuit. When you pass by the mountain pass, send people to the hillside to dispose of the enemy's body, and take back the items and pistols on the person."
Wan Lin issued the order, then watched the young monk give a stern order: "Follow me, don't move or speak without permission, let's go!" As he said that, he ran down the mountain with his sniper rifle.
The young monk said nothing, glanced at the pistol on the ground with a disappointed look on his face, then grabbed the bow and arrow in his hand and ran behind Wan Lin.
The bullets he had caught in the action just now made this kid feel uneasy. At this time, he did not dare to make any further requests to the stern-looking leopard-headed man, so he quickly followed Wan Lin and ran down the mountain, reluctant to leave as he ran.
He turned to look at the pistol behind him.
At this time, Xiaohua had already rushed to the mountain pass below. It found the smell of the razor again in the mountains below. Then it glanced at Chengru and Fengdao coming down the hillside with blue eyes, and then headed towards the dim mountains in the mountain pass.
Run away.
Wan Lin rushed to the bottom of the mountain with the young monk. He glanced at Chengru and Fengdao who had already run to the mountains on both sides. He turned to the young monk and whispered an order: "We are close to the razor. Please lift up your skills and keep it up."
Be alert and go!"
He immediately sped up and chased after Xiaohua who had already run away. Without saying a word, the little monk picked up Qinggong and ran forward closely behind Wan Lin.
At this moment, the originally empty fish-belly white on the top of Dongfang Mountain was suddenly enveloped by a layer of bright red color. The soft white clouds in the sky seemed to be ignited by a fire at this moment.
Pieces of red fire clouds in the sky rolled up and down the top of the mountain with the wind, and a fiery red sun jumped up from behind the top of the mountain. The mountain that was just dark suddenly became bright.
In the warm morning light, a flock of birds suddenly flew up from the grass and dense branches and leaves in the mountains. Crisp bird calls resounded through the silent mountains. Several long roars of beasts also faintly sounded from the distant mountains.
came.
In the suddenly bright field of vision, Wan Lin turned around and grabbed the arm of the young monk behind him, pulled him and threw him under a rock on the side. He raised his gun and aimed forward.
In the bright and clear morning light, a mist rising from the grass in the mountains was rising rapidly upwards with the breeze. The hazy mountains seemed to be enveloped in a vast white mist in an instant.
"Leopard... Leopard Head, it's foggy. We can't see the little flowers. Where should we chase?" The little monk lay under the rock and turned to look at Wan Lin and asked worriedly.
Wan Lin couldn't help but start talking when he heard the boy. He turned his head and glared at the young monk. He raised his hand and pushed up the monocular night vision goggles that the boy was still wearing on his face and said, "Didn't I tell you?"
Well, don’t talk! It’s already so bright, why are you still wearing night vision goggles?”
The little monk quickly took off the night vision goggles and put them into his backpack and said: "Yes, yes, yes, I... forgot that I was wearing this thing on my face. I said... why do I see things so awkwardly. Hehe, I... I
Isn’t that stupid?”
When Wan Lin heard the boy's answer, he laughed secretly in his heart: "This boy stutters and loves to talk. It seems that the only way to shut up this boy is to cover his mouth with tape."
He then slowed down and answered the little monk's question: "Jing Heng, during operations, the fog in the mountains is a double-edged sword. Although the thick fog makes our vision unclear, it also blocks the enemy's vision.
, it can cover us to covertly approach the target. Of course, the prerequisite for covertly approaching the enemy is that we must have the ability to conduct covert operations and not make any noise during the operation."