Fang Tianlong sat still. He was used to seeing strong winds. How could he tolerate a young man acting presumptuously in front of him?
"Get out of here!" Fang Tianlong shouted angrily, causing the ground to tremble.
"Pa!" Fang Ming suddenly took action and slapped Fang Tianlong on the face with a loud slap.
"You---you dare---"
"Bang, bang!" Fang Ming grabbed Fang Tianlong's hair with one hand and pressed down hard, causing his forehead to bleed!
Fang Tianlong is also a master on the Tiger List. In front of the angry Fang Ming, he has no power to fight back and is like a weak child!
"Unbridled!" Fang Tianying roared and hit Fang Ming on the back of the head with a fierce high-whip kick! His leg was only kicked halfway, and Fang Wenqiang rushed out from the diagonal stab, and kicked directly on the back of Fang Ming's head with a tricky and fierce side kick.
On Fang Tianying's lower abdomen, he and the chair rolled out with a "Gulu" sound. He felt as embarrassed as he wanted.
"Wow!" Zhu Xiaoyao outside the door heard the movement in the inner room, and immediately led Huolong and others to rush in. The bolt of the silver Sand Eagle pistol had been opened, and the black muzzle was pointed at the people in the room.
"Fang Ming is the head of the Fang family. If anyone disobeys, I will kill him immediately!" Zhu Xiaoyao was filled with murderous intent. The desert eagle in his hand raised slightly, and the strong smell of gunpowder spread.
"Haha---interesting, very interesting!" an arrogant voice rang, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked outside the conference room.
This man was wearing a casual shirt, with a handsome silhouette and an arrogant expression.
Being able to appear quietly, Fang Mingsheng's martial arts skills are extremely high. However, Fang Ming did not feel relaxed at all. As his innate martial arts improved, he became more aware of danger. He had a premonition that this cavalry should belong to
It's a tactical surprise attack, and the opponent has a back-up plan.
"Lie down!" Black Panther suddenly rushed over like a whirlwind, hugging Fang Ming and rolling over on the spot.
"Boom!" Dust flew up, cannons roared, and countless rocks flew.
The Black Panther pressed Fang Ming firmly under him and protected him tightly. Countless smoke and dust suddenly fell down, burying most of the two people.
More than thirty men were lying behind the bunker, motionless as if they were dead.
These are veterans who have been on the battlefield. They will not run around under gunfire, not to mention the protruding mountain. As long as they hide quietly under the mountain, they will be fine.
"Damn it, these birdmen actually have mortars!" Black Panther raised his head, with two piercing eyes on his dusty face, carrying the power of penetrating rocks.
The sound of cannons was still shaking the sky. The Black Panther stood up first and led a group of brothers to trot from the side and behind.
The complex terrain of the Devil's Gobi is beneficial to the enemy, and it is even more beneficial to veterans like Black Panther. It only took these people three minutes to run through the 800-meter mountainous area, and the enemy's position came into view.
Five cannons and more than a dozen separatists were standing on the top of the hill, firing hard at their original positions.
Seeing this scene, Black Panther cursed an idiot and slowly raised the sniper rifle in his hand.
"Fire Dragon, you are responsible for the west side, and leave the east side to us!"
"Bang bang ---" A row of neat gunshots rang out, and gorgeous sparks bloomed above the heads of the separatists. This may be the most gorgeous flower in the world, and its blooming comes at the cost of human life.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the Black Panther led Fang Ming like a cunning rabbit into the hills, making it difficult to find any trace.
A terrorist who looked like a leader showed his head from behind the stone. When he saw the bloody corpse, his eyes widened.
"Bang!" Fang Ming's gun muzzle emitted green smoke. The leader had a blood hole between his eyebrows. His eyes were dim, but his body still remained in a prone position.
"Hidmu, Hidmu!" A separatist leader wearing desert camouflage called to his brother. He looked angrily at the direction of the gunshots and gritted his teeth: "I order the Vulcan Guards to dispatch!"
This leader is called Mutola, and he is the commander of this military operation. According to the instructions of the Great Elder Atila, the Chinese special forces sniped and pursued in the Devil's Desert, and used the enemy's heads to add glory to the holy war. This is what every Zoroastrian saint
What disciples should do.
The elder Patus next to him had a different opinion: "Mutola, the Vulcan Guards are the elite of our army and cannot be used lightly."
Mutola suddenly turned around and glared at Pattus angrily: "Don't you see that the other party is not an ordinary person, I must use the Vulcan Guards!"
Patus was silent. Although he was also an elder in the church, his ranking was at the bottom. He had no right to oppose Mutola's decision.
"Bang!", a blue signal flare shot straight into the sky, which was a signal to summon the Vulcan Guards.
Fang Ming also saw the flare, and his heart sank for no reason.
After several rounds of fighting, the opponent suffered hundreds of casualties. Fang Ming felt that the opponent's will to fight was very tenacious, and he judged that this signal should be to increase reinforcements.
Li Fengming's order was for his troops to directly attack the enemy's lair. Judging from the current situation, these terrorists are not weak in strength. Fang Ming turned on the intercom, but there was a busy tone on the microphone.
"There is no signal here at all, these things are useless!" Black Panther said calmly.
"What should we do?" Fang Ming became nervous.
Black Panther pointed forward and said: "Little Demon Sister will not let these people have an easy time. What we have to do now is to kill the other side's Vulcan Guards!"
The Vulcan Guard is the most powerful armed force of the Zoroastrian Cult. Each guard of the Vulcan Guard has a strong strength similar to the masters of the Tiger List. These people are proficient in firearms and martial arts, and are a group of fanatical religious elements.
"Boom, boom" smoke and dust shook the sky in the distance, and a group of people and horses rushed out of the desert. These people were wearing typical silk robes, wrapped tightly around their bodies, and looked like a group of ghosts from a distance.
Different from the cavalry just now, the Vulcan Guards have motorcycles on their crotches. They shuttle freely through the canyon, performing a series of difficult moves that dazzle everyone.
The Black Panther shouted at the top of his lungs: "Concentrate your strength and charge me!"
Fang Ming also saw that these people wanted to trap his own troops through constant penetration.
The Black Panther issued a combat order, and every three people acted as a combat unit. Bullets roared, smoke roared, and the entire canyon became a bloody slaughterhouse.
A Vulcan Guard soldier rushed over, followed by three vicious ordinary soldiers.
"Da da da ---" The Thompson submachine gun in the soldier's hand kept firing, forming a wide fan.
Fang Ming rolled on the spot and hid behind a rock. The Vulcan guard roared and rushed over.
"Huh!" With one foot on the ground, the Vulcan warrior used the power of his body rotation to lift the motorcycle and slam it towards Fang Ming.
At the critical moment, Fang Ming's body leaned up, and his whole body fell like a piece of iron. This time the door opened wide, and his opponent suddenly pulled out the steel knife on the motorcycle and stabbed towards Fang Ming like lightning.
"Bang!" There was a gunshot, and a cloud of blood exploded. The hot blood splashed onto Fang Ming's face, causing the pores all over his body to shrink.
The three soldiers behind the Vulcan guard had already rushed forward. Fang Ming rolled on the spot and swept out a hail of bullets. The three soldiers fell into a pool of blood.
There was a sharp whistle in the air, which was the sound of mortars being fired.
Fang Ming used all his strength to grab a rock with a diving leap, swung his body like a swing, and then rolled over into a mountain col.
"Boom!" A cannonball hit the rock wall, roaring loudly and making the Gobi desert underfoot tremble.
The team had been completely broken up, and more than thirty brothers were involved in individual combat. Everyone was fighting bloody battles, every minute and every second. The enemies came up like a tide, and Fang Ming fell into madness.
during the battle.
There was more and more blood on his body, and the desert camouflage was dyed red. Fang Ming felt a sense of exhaustion. Many times he wanted to stop and take a breath, but the enemy's shells seemed to have eyes. Every time
Accurately landed nearby.
There must be something strange in this. Fang Ming hid behind a sunken stone wall, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
There were soft footsteps behind me, and a familiar voice rang out: "It's me!"
The two guys, Black Panther and Fire Dragon, came out in disgrace, their faces covered with a thick layer of dust, and only their two eyes shone with a cold light.
The Black Panther put down the sniper rifle, and this guy actually took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and took a puff. It seemed that he didn't pay attention to the battlefield filled with artillery fire at all.
The fire dragon also lit one, and after the two guys smoked it for a few times, they grabbed their rifles and said, "Young Master, come with us!"
"Black Panther, the opponent's cannonballs are really evil, and they are so damn accurate!"
"They have occupied the commanding heights, of course, meaning they can fight wherever they go! However, their good days are coming to an end!" Before Black Panther could finish his words, a loud and earth-shaking sound came, and the ground beneath his feet was shaking.
On the top of the mountain in the southwest, huge fireballs rose up. Many people were torn into pieces by the exploding gas, and their broken limbs were flying in the air. The whole scene was like Shura Hell.
Several mortars on the commanding heights were taken away by Zhu Xiaoyao in one fell swoop. The gunpowder smoke filled the air. Zhu Xiaoyao was like a ghost, leaving corpses scattered all over the ground, and then disappeared silently again.
Fang Ming's pressure was greatly reduced. He led his brothers to tear apart the opponent's defense line and entered the core area of the Devil's Desert.
A large stone forest stands in front of us, which is an excellent ambush site for special forces.
Fang Ming, Black Panther, Fire Dragon and others formed a group of three and walked cautiously in the stone forest.
A black figure flashed in front of him. The black panther knelt on one knee and raised his gun to aim.
There was a "bang" and stone chips flew into the air. The Black Panther knew just by the sound that the shot had hit the stone.
After missing a shot, the Black Panther quickly changed positions. The Fire Dragon appeared behind him in time, while Fang Ming was in front of the Black Panther, alert to everything around him.
Master, your opponent is undoubtedly a master who is good at sniper combat!
"Bang!" A bullet flew past Fang Ming's helmet. The opponent's sniper rifle hit accurately and hard. The fierce firepower completely suppressed Fang Ming and others.
The black panther ducked behind a strange rock and took out a flash bomb from his waist.
White smoke filled the air, and the dazzling light made it difficult to open one's eyes. The black panther suddenly tore off a piece of black cloth, covered his eyes, and rushed into the smoke.
This is a unique haze of light that makes one's eyes cry, but the black panther, who has undergone strict training, is not affected.
A black shadow rushed over from the front, and the person who came also covered his eyes with a black cloth.
"Hoo!" White light flashed, and a sharp dagger stabbed towards the black panther.
The Black Panther suddenly flew up with a kick and hit the opponent's wrist. He rushed forward and the Black Panther flew up.
With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the Black Panther's knees were placed on the opponent's chest, and the sound of broken bones sounded crisply. The Black Panther opened his eyes, grabbed the opponent's neck with both hands, and forced
A twist.
There was a "click" sound, and the black panther broke the opponent's neck bone forcefully, killing the opponent immediately.
Fishing in troubled waters, the Fire Dragon also killed an enemy. The remaining brothers relied on their superb martial arts to engage in close combat. Many Vulcan guards fell in a pool of blood.
Fang Ming held a sniper rifle and stood on the outskirts of the stone forest, looking around like a vigilant eagle.
The Vulcan Guards are known as the most elite troops of the Zoroastrian Cult, and their methods are more decisive than this. Fang Ming always felt that there was something strange, but he couldn't explain the reason.
There was a rapid sound behind him, and when Fang Mingfang realized it, the opponent was already two meters in front of him.
Fang Ming turned around suddenly, and he only saw a flash of sword light falling from the sky quickly!