The fifth thousand nine hundred and forty-six chapters of Songhemen's light work
Now, Xiaoya and his men and Captain Hu at the opposite valley entrance had rushed into the woods in time with Xiaobai's roar in the forest and launched a killing of the remaining enemies in the forest. The battle between the entire mountain is coming to an end.
Wan Lin saw that the figure on the screen had disappeared into the woods. He looked at Staff Wang and said, "Staff Wang, release the real-time image on the cliff again."
The enemy just now slid down the rope from above the cliff. Although Lin Zisheng had used his extraordinary skills to throw the enemy sniper who was attacking down the cliff, he was really worried that there were other enemies on the top of the cliff.
"Yes." Chief Wang answered, and his fingers quickly tapped the keyboard. The scene taken by the No. 3 drone immediately appeared on the screen. Ye Feng, Qi Zhijun and Wang Tiecheng looked at the screen and suddenly showed unusual tension.
With a look, Qi Zhijun shouted in surprise: "That's the sniper Lin Zisheng?"
On the dim screen, a black shadow was carrying a long sniper rifle and was jumping directly from the raised rocks of the cliff. He then fell down like a meteor on the steep cliff wall.
The rocks are rugged, and the edges and corners of the rocks are like sharp weapons erecting upwards.
A dark figure fell on his back motionless among the rocks. There were two sharp stone pillars on his chest and abdomen. It was obvious that the sharp stone pillars had passed through his body and died on the spot.
The little monk stared at the shadow under the cliff, and blurted out, "This...this is me...my senior brother Lin, the enemy sniper who was thrown down...this guy!"
He has excellent eyesight and has seen a sniper rifle in the rock on the side of the corpse.
At this time, Qi Zhijun and others also took a breath of air. They had already seen that the corpse under the rock wall was indeed the enemy sniper who had just attacked Lin Zisheng.
Now, Lin Zisheng jumped directly from the high cliff wall, which was simply seeking death! The eyes of several people followed the figures falling rapidly on the cliff wall.
In the darkness, the black shadow that was falling rapidly suddenly raised his arms after falling for more than ten meters, and his arms flapped quickly like the wings of a pine crane.
His rapidly falling figure seemed to be held back by a strong wind rising from the bottom. His whole body was like a pine crane and descending horizontally beside the cliff. The dust and fog on the raised rocks on the cliff beside him.
Flying, several small trees emerged from the cracks in the surrounding cliffs and rocks, shaking violently under the forest's rapidly swaying arms.
The dust and mist filled Lin Zisheng's body, as if a ball of air wrapped around Lin Zisheng's body, floating downwards, and the steep cliff wall fell.
"You snipers are so good at kung fu!" Ye Feng couldn't help but shouted at the screen. He looked at Wan Lin and asked, "Whether he was slamming his arms, his palms slamming the cliffs at the same time while slamming the cliffs.
The rocks and trunks? This requires extremely strong palm power." Qi Zhijun and Wang Tiecheng also looked at Wan Lin and others in shock.
Although Ye Feng, Qi Zhijun and Ye Feng were not very skilled, the three of them were all martial arts practitioners who came out of the rain of bullets and had extremely sharp eyes.
The three of them could see at a glance that Lin Zisheng was slamming the rocks raised in front of his body with his palm force while slamming the protruding rocks in front of him to reduce the speed of his fall. Otherwise, the human being would not be a big Kunpeng bird after all, but it was basically
You can't sway your arms to reduce the speed of your fall.
Wan Lin laughed when he heard Ye Feng's question: "Yes, you are right. Lin Zisheng's slight skills in Songhemen are very strange. When he lifted his slight skills with all his strength, his arms swing violently, and his whole body's true energy was shaking.
They will all gush downwards, and they can be said to be as light as a swallow when they run."
He then raised his arms, followed Lin Zisheng's movements and gestured a few times and said, "Zisheng is the direct descendant of Songhemen, and has obtained the true teachings. He jumped off the cliff, not only lifting his light skills with all his strength, but also putting his palms in his hands.
As they sway, they kept hitting the rocks on the cliff, so their figure would float down like fallen leaves. From a distance, they looked like pine and cranes spreading their wings. Their martial arts were named Songhemen. "
"What a curious kung fu, your leopards are really hidden and lying on the tiger." Qi Zhijun exclaimed, and he followed him to the little monk with a light in his eyes: "Leopard head, our commander is already this kid's second grandfather, are you?
Leave this kid to me?"
Wan Lin saw Qi Zhijun's eyes shining, and he waved his hand and replied: "Minister Qi, I can't make any decision on this matter. Jingheng's master, Master Changtian, gave him to me, so
He is with us leopard team members, and I have no right to keep him here.”
The little monk also stood up nervously and said, "Minister Qi...Minister, I...My Senior Brother Wan is right, I can only follow them... Just after I followed them, I...My second grandpa won't...I won't let it go.
I'll stay... stay." The boy said, turning his eyes, then turned his head to look at the door and said, "I... my second grandfather didn't come? I... I didn't lift Ye... Yeying's head.
”
When Qi Zhijun and his friends heard the boy saying that he would not stay, they suddenly asked him about his second grandfather coming. The couple were stunned for a moment and then laughed. Qi Zhijun looked at the boy and scolded, "Stupid brat."
, I asked you to stay, why did you turn it to your second grandfather again?"
Qi Zhijun, Ye Feng and Wang Tie have rich combat experience in Chengdu. The three of them have seen from the real-time images taken by the drone that the mountain battle commanded by Xiaoya is coming to an end.
Moreover, they were surrounded by little leopards with extremely sensitive sense of smell. The enemies in the mountains would definitely not have any fish that escaped the net. This time, the battle to rescue the hostages and wipe out the Nighthawk gang was about to end, so the few people were already nervous.
Relaxed, a smile appeared on his face.
When Wan Lin heard the laughter of Qi Zhijun and the other two, he turned his head and looked at the little monk and said, "Silly boy, don't show off your cleverness. How could you deceive the three leaders with these tricks?"
"Hehe, I...I didn't lie, I...I just worried about seeing my second...Grandpa II." The little monk touched his bald head and said with a smirk.
At this moment, Xiaoya's hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the indoor speaker: "Report to the commander-in-chief, the battle between the mountains has ended, there are no fish that escaped the net, all enemies were shot dead on the spot!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard Xiaoya's hoarse report. Ye Feng stepped onto Staff Wang and he grabbed the microphone on the table and said loudly: "Xiaoya, I am Ye Feng, thank you for your hard work! I represent the command center.
All personnel, thank all the officers and soldiers who participated in the war!”
Wang Tiecheng also strode to Ye Feng, and he asked loudly to the microphone: "Xiaoya, thank you for your hard work. I am Wang Tiecheng. Are the results of the battle situation calculated?" Wan Lin also said loudly: "Xiaoya, I